Swallowed Star: Lord of the Wolf

Within the underground space, energy storms raged like an apocalyptic tidal wave.

The golden divine wolf transformed into a dazzling stream of light tearing through the filth, weaving and fighting amidst the skeletal troll's overwhelming fleshy tentacles and deathly breath.

Each collision splattered large amounts of golden blood and filthy flesh!
Bai Yu's Devouring Domain was operating at its limit. Countless tiny devouring vortexes attached to his body surface were like the most greedy little mouths, frantically tearing at the filthy flesh and energy on his tentacles, forcibly assimilating the death breath that was enough to erode time.

"Roar!" The skeletal troll let out a roar that was a mixture of pain and rage.

Its attacks were like a mud ox sinking into the sea. The golden giant wolf was like a sponge that could never absorb enough water. Every time it was hit, its divine body shattered and golden blood splattered. However, the countless miniature vortexes instantly decomposed and devoured the invading filthy laws and destructive energy. What horrified it even more was that every counterattack and bite from the wolf precisely struck the nodes of its energy flow or the weak points of its bone connections. Each time, a pure essence of its bones was forcibly extracted.

It could clearly feel its power draining away, like a flood bursting its banks, while the opponent's momentum only grew stronger with each injury and each devouring, like oil being poured over a raging fire.

"Impossible! Your Devouring Demon Technique... can actually ignore the suppression of rank?!" The skeletal troll's chaotic mental fluctuations were filled with unbelievable fear.

In this world, the strong prey on the weak. It's extremely difficult for a lower-level being to devour a higher-level one; if the difference in power is too great, the lower-level being might even be devoured by the higher-level life form's inherent laws. Yet this golden wolf before him, despite its weaker aura, is constantly absorbing his power?!
"Rank?" The white jade wolf's kiss was stained with blood, but its eyes were as cold as ancient ice. "In my eyes, there are only things that can be eaten and things that cannot be eaten for the time being!"

He withstood the sweeping attack of a giant tentacle covered in suckers, using the force to spin around. His claws, sharp as lightning, tore through another piece of writhing, filthy flesh and blood, then slammed into the connecting seam of a dark golden main bone below.

click!
A faint yet chilling sound of bones cracking rang out.

"Awooo—!" The skeletal troll's massive body trembled violently, a tearing pain emanating from it. Under Bai Yu's countless precise strikes, the core bone supporting its torso finally developed a tiny crack. Though small, it was like an anthill on a dam, causing a fatal loosening of its constructed power system. The filthy flesh covering its entire body withered and dimmed at a visible speed, and the force of its countless tentacles' lashes also suddenly diminished.

"Now, die!" The molten gold flames in Bai Yu's eyes suddenly compressed to their limit, turning into two cold, icy stars.

All the miniature devouring vortexes in his body instantly stopped spinning. All his power, all his will, along with the surging energy in the Devouring Yuan Golden Pill, were poured into his right forepaw. On that claw, a deep, pitch-black singularity that seemed capable of devouring all light suddenly condensed.

Around the singularity, space silently twists and collapses, forming a miniature absolute nothingness.

There was no earth-shattering power, only a deathly silence that froze the soul.

Bai Yu's figure transformed into a golden line faster than the limits of thought, ignoring spatial distance, and instantly appeared in front of the skeletal troll's chest—directly in front of the core bone that had just developed a crack. The claws, condensing jet-black singularities, pressed fiercely onto the crack.

laugh--! ! !
There was no roar!

No explosion!

There was only a sickening, whirring sound, as if the whole world had been punctured with a hole.

The pitch-black singularity, like ink dripping into water, instantly seeped and spread along the cracks in the bones. The sturdy, dark gold bones of the skeletal troll, containing the origin of chaos, decayed, disintegrated, and annihilated silently the moment they came into contact with the singularity, just like the most fragile piece of rotten wood.

A fist-sized hole, with chaotic flames flowing around its edges, appeared prominently on the main bone of the skeletal troll's chest cavity! Through the hole, one could even see at its core a Devouring Essence Golden Core, which pulsated violently like dark golden lava and emitted an immense chaotic pressure!
"No—!!!" The skeletal troll let out an unprecedented scream.

That was the very foundation of its existence over countless years, the source of its power, and now it was exposed without any concealment to the claws and teeth of this terrifying golden wolf!

"The origin... is mine!" A greedy golden light shot out from Bai Yu's eyes. Without the slightest hesitation, the huge wolf head plunged into the hole and bit down hard at the dark golden lava-like Devouring Essence Golden Pill.

"No—!!!" The skeletal troll's desperate roar came to an abrupt halt.

boom--! ! !
An unimaginably vast surge of chaotic energy, carrying the essence of the corrupt laws accumulated by the skeletal troll throughout its life and fragments of resentment from countless living beings, rushed wildly into Bai Yu's body like a burst dam in a starry sea.

This energy was so violent, far exceeding the small monsters it had devoured before, and even carried a strong backlash, attempting to corrupt and burst Bai Yu's body.

"Hmph!" Bai Yu grunted, his body radiating golden light that surged and then instantly receded. The Devouring Essence Golden Core within him, like the core of a furnace, spun and expanded wildly at an unprecedented speed. The dark golden, mysterious patterns on the surface of the Golden Core seemed to come alive, greedily absorbing and refining the surging, violent energy.

The massive, mountain-like skeletal body of the skeletal troll visibly withered and weathered. The filthy flesh covering it melted and evaporated rapidly, like grease exposed to the scorching sun. The dark golden bones that formed its skeleton also lost all luster, turning grayish-white and brittle. Finally, in the aftershocks of the white jade devouring domain, it collapsed like a sand sculpture, turning into dust and merging into the filthy skeletal swamp below.

The entire underground space of the Blood Corpse Realm fell into a deathly silence.

Only the heartbeat within Bai Yu's body, like the beating of a heavenly drum, and the deep hum of the rapidly spinning Devouring Essence Golden Pill echoed.

A moment later, Bai Yu slowly raised his wolf head. In his golden pupils, the molten lava-like flames seemed even more condensed and colder. The Devouring Yuan Golden Core within his body had stabilized, its size having increased several times over. A dark golden aura flowed throughout its body, and the intricate patterns on its surface resembled celestial script, radiating a chaotic pressure more than twice as powerful as before.

He devoured the skeletal troll, greatly increasing his power!
“The Yin God, the Yang God…” Bai Yu digested the key information from the fragments of the skeletal troll’s memory, his eyes as deep and cold as a pool.

The Yin God is not the strongest being in this realm; it is said that there is an even more terrifying Yang God above him!
However, even the skeletal trolls, who were born not long after the creation of this world, were only known by name and never seen in person. No one knew whether the Yangtian God really existed.

What's closer at hand are those so-called Yin Gods who rule over all demons and whose ferocity is overwhelming.

They are like the true rulers of this world, each occupying a vast and boundless chaotic territory, with countless demon realms under their command and countless chaotic gods and demons under their command. They feed on the seven emotions and six desires of living beings and temper themselves through tribulations.

The Blood Bone Realm is merely an insignificant small demonic stronghold under the command of one of the Yin Gods—the "Le Yin God".

The skeletal troll was merely one of the weaker demon generals among the many demon generals of the God of Joyful Yin.

"The structure of this world... is quite interesting," Bai Yu sneered inwardly. The law of the jungle was played out to its extreme, with a rigid hierarchy like a pyramid. The Yin Gods sat at the top, devouring the tribulations of all living beings (intense emotions such as joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness) to cultivate themselves, undergoing so-called 'heart tribulations' in order to transform. They were like shepherds, raising billions of creatures on countless world islands as their sustenance.

Chaos gods like the skeletal trolls are responsible for managing and operating these "ranches," regularly harvesting "blood taxes" (powerful life essence and pure souls) to supply the higher-level Yin gods.

"It seems that every source world will eventually be turned into a complete and cruel 'farm' by the higher-ups," Bai Yu concluded, combining the origin continent and this source world.

The Origin Continent is slightly more moderate, mainly harvesting cosmic sand and secondarily harvesting blood food, while this world doesn't even bother with pretense, directly harvesting all living beings and using all spirits as sustenance!

"Now... is not the time to provoke those real behemoths." Bai Yu suppressed the agitation rising in his heart due to the sudden increase in strength and regained his composure.

Yin Tianshen, based on the vague impressions in the skeleton troll's memories, Bai Yu compared and found that he was at least a god-king level being. If he were to continuously devour the demon generals under his command, it would be tantamount to setting fire to the sheepfold, which would surely arouse the wrath of thunder.

With his current strength, he would only be crushed to death if he faced a God-King.

His gaze pierced through the filthy sky of the Blood Skeleton Realm, reaching the boundless void where chaotic currents surged. At the edge of his vision, through the memories of the skeletal trolls, he knew of a place of 'prosperity'.

There, the chaotic energy was even more concentrated and active, like a boiling nebula.

Countless world islands of all sizes and shapes are no longer sparsely distributed, but densely clustered together like a honeycomb, forming a vast and boundless "continental shelf"—the Continent of Ten Thousand Demons!
That was a hub formed by the gathering of some Yin Heaven God forces, a chaotic place where countless demonic cultivators, powerful demons, and even demon generals from all sides gathered, traded, and fought.

This is where the "prosperity" of the demonic civilization of this world originates!
There, you'll find everything: information, resources, powerful individuals...
"A prosperous land...the Continent of Ten Thousand Demons!" A golden light flashed in Bai Yu's eyes. He needed a broader stage, he needed to understand the true power system and hidden information of this world, and he needed to find an opportunity that would allow him to recover or even surpass the power of his previous life more quickly.

This continent of ten thousand demons is undoubtedly the best choice at present.

His massive wolf body shuddered violently, sending away all the filth, blood, and bone fragments, and his golden fur regained its brilliant shine.

"Let's go." Bai Yu murmured, took a step, and his figure merged into the void, disappearing into this filthy demonic realm.

All that remained was a desolate 'world island' that had been completely devoured, its essence depleted, and was slowly crumbling.

After flying for a full thousand years, Bai Yu finally found the Continent of Ten Thousand Demons.

The Continent of Ten Thousand Demons is not a specific geographical concept, but rather a vast cluster of world islands forcibly gathered and interlocked together by the Yin Gods using supreme means.

Bai Yu's figure appeared in the void.

Even with his extensive knowledge, he was somewhat shocked by the scene before him.

As far as the eye could see, a bizarre and grotesque spectacle unfolded—a towering demonic city, constructed from the skulls of colossal creatures and radiating an ominous, blood-red glow, floated above a sea of ​​boiling lava. Countless twisted, vine-like roots of the World Tree pierced through spatial barriers, entwining several burning stars and drawing energy from their cores. A colossal, mountain-like, monstrous demonic warship, its hull inlaid with countless agonizing, wailing souls, traversed the chaotic nebula storm, its stern trailing a long, desperate procession of enslaved beings.

The air was filled with the pungent smell of sulfur, blood, and the burnt odor of burning strange energies.

Countless divine thoughts of varying strengths swept across the void with unbridled greed, violence, scrutiny, and calculation.

Bai Yu concealed his aura, like a drop of water merging into the ocean, and flew with a stream of chaotic air toward a relatively "safe" entrance area in the memories of the skeletal trolls—a chaotic gathering place known as "Ten Thousand Bones Wharf".

The Wharf of Ten Thousand Bones truly lives up to its name.

It was built on the sternal platform of the unimaginably massive, fallen Yin Tian God's remains. Countless broken giant bones were refined by demonic power, forming natural berths and passageways.

At this moment, the dock was bustling with ships of all shapes and sizes, including demonic boats, bone ships, and flesh-and-blood shuttles, unloading cargo. The unloaded "cargo" included strange ores exuding rich life essence, powerful beasts sealed in crystals, and even groups of creatures of various races with numb eyes, bound by arcane chains—all of which were "tribute" or "prey" from various world islands.

All sorts of bizarre and grotesque demonic cultivators gathered here—skeleton knights covered in bone armor with soul fire burning in their eye sockets; abyssal witches with writhing tentacles on their lower bodies and alluring humanoid upper bodies; insect demons formed from countless tiny poisonous insects, constantly changing their form; and even powerful individuals with obscure auras and dark golden luster flowing over their bodies, clearly beings of chaos, surrounded by numerous followers, radiating an aura that kept living beings at bay…

Chaos, noise, and the naked law of the jungle are vividly portrayed here.

Scenes of people fighting in the street at the slightest disagreement, with the victor devouring the loser's essence, and the surrounding demons not only not stopping them, but excitedly watching and even placing bets on the fights, are commonplace.

Bai Yu walked on the "street" paved with huge ribs. Although he did not deliberately release any pressure, he still kept strangers away.

He quickly identified a building constructed of some kind of black glass, resembling a twisted spire—the Pavilion of Ten Thousand Demons. This was the place in the Skeleton Troll's memory where information was most readily available and transactions were most "standardized" in the outer region of the Ten Thousand Demons Continent.

none of them!

He has more than one Yin Tian god backing him up.

Stepping into the Ten Thousand Demons Pavilion, the interior space is much more spacious than it appears from the outside.

A cacophony of sounds, chaotic energy fluctuations, and a cacophony of strange smells assaulted the senses. Countless stalls and shops lined the streets, selling all sorts of bizarre items—organs soaked in demonic liquid, jade slips of cultivation techniques shimmering with an eerie light, star maps marked with the coordinates of unknown worlds, and even… fresh, powerful individuals whose souls had been imprisoned!
Ignoring the greedy or inquisitive gazes directed at him, Bai Yu walked straight to a relatively quiet corner deep within the hall. There, behind a small counter sat a gaunt old man who appeared drowsy, shrouded in a large gray robe. The old man's aura was calm, but Bai Yu keenly sensed a subtle yet powerful fluctuation of the Chaos Realm dormant within him—this was a powerful figure who kept his abilities hidden. (End of Chapter)