Swallowed Star: Lord of the Wolf

Om-!
An indescribable wave, seemingly capable of stirring the most primal desires deep within the soul, spread out without warning, instantly enveloping all directions.

Bai Yu's pupils suddenly narrowed, and the Devouring Yuan Golden Core within his body instinctively spun at high speed. The Devouring Domain formed an invisible force field on his body surface, resisting this all-pervasive alluring power.

He looked up.

On the highest terrace of the main hall, pink ripples spread across the space like waves. A stunningly beautiful figure, under the spotlight of countless gazes, languidly reclined on a throne carved from a colossal skull of a god or demon.

Blood-Clad Demoness!
She wore a long dress that seemed to be woven from congealed blood and burning desire, outlining breathtaking curves. The skirt moved without wind, flowing with a dazzling and alluring luster.

Her face was hidden behind a hazy halo, and only a pair of eyes that seemed to contain an endless vortex of charm and a pair of red lips that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and were captivating.

With just that fleeting glimpse, an incredibly terrifying and alluring charm suddenly descended.

This allure, like the sweetest poison, was irresistible. In the stands, most of the Chaos Gods were able to maintain their composure, but some with weaker minds had their eyes become glazed and their faces showed a look of infatuation and ecstasy, as if they had seen the ultimate dream they had pursued all their lives.

"Welcome, Demoness!"

A deafening roar, a mixture of shouts and cries from countless demonic creatures of the Desire Demon Palace, echoed through the city like a tidal wave, carrying a profound sense of awe.

In the Thousand Desires Demon Palace, the Blood-Clad Demoness is the heaven, the ruler of this city!
The Blood-Clad Demoness remained silent, but the curve of her red lips seemed to widen further. She extended a finger that appeared to be carved from the purest blood jade, lazily pointing towards the massive light screen of the Hundred Evils Arena below.

Wherever the fingertip pointed, the already brutal battle within the light screen was suddenly injected with some kind of destructive catalyst.

boom! boom! boom!
Several battle zones simultaneously erupted with blinding energy surges. A Chaos God, covered in bone armor and resembling a giant lizard, had its chest torn open by its opponent—a "Thousand-Armed Demon Buddha" composed of countless pale arms. Its dark green divine core was instantly seized and crushed by countless skeletal hands. Pure demonic essence gushed out like a fountain, greedily absorbed into the Thousand-Armed Demon Buddha's body, causing its aura to visibly surge.

Elsewhere, a demonic cultivator who manipulated a filthy sea of ​​blood had his defenses shattered by a meteor shower of fireballs burning with black demonic flames summoned by his opponent. He was instantly vaporized, leaving only a few wisps of his remnant soul wailing mournfully in the flames before vanishing in an instant.

The defeated god's body disintegrated, its essence dissipated, and was devoured by the victor.

The victor's roar was filled with bloody satisfaction and an expansion of power. The atmosphere of bloodshed, rage, despair, and greed was so intense that even the powerful barrier light screen was shaken slightly.

The entire circular grandstand was deathly silent.

Only the bursts of energy and the dying screams emanating from the arena resonated like dull drumbeats in the hearts of every Chaos God. Countless gazes, filled with awe, fervor, apprehension, and greed, were focused on that lofty, blood-jade fingertip.

Finally, a languid, charming, yet undeniably authoritative voice, like a sympathetic whisper, resounded clearly deep within the souls of every Chaos God: "Have you seen enough, little ones?"

The sound wasn't loud, but it instantly drowned out the noise of the arena, as if the whole world was filled only with this deafening sound.

"The primordial holy blood of the Blazing Heaven is in my hands." The Blood-Clad Demoness's voice carried a hint of amusement, as if she were toying with an interesting toy. "Pure light, ultimate holiness... it is the supreme nectar for you filthy little things."

In the stands, breathing suddenly became much heavier.

An irrepressible glint of greed erupted from the eyes of countless chaotic gods. Even those beings with profound auras and unwavering composure experienced a momentary ripple in their divine senses.

The Seraphim Origin at the Peak of Chaos Godhood.

That was an unparalleled opportunity that could drive any Chaos God mad, and after merging and converging, it might even allow one to touch the threshold of the Yin Heaven God!
"However..." The Demoness's voice suddenly turned cold, as if ice had scraped through her bones, "What belongs to me is not something anyone can covet. Trash does not deserve to enjoy such delicacies."

With a flick of her blood-red, jade-like fingers, she pointed to the Hundred Evils Arena below, which resembled a grinding wheel of flesh and blood.

"The rules are very simple."

"Anyone who wants a piece of the pie, go in."

"Fight against all evil spirits!"

"Let me see your abilities, let me see if you... are qualified to taste this blessing!"

Her voice carried a sense of entitlement and condescension, as if it were a judgment.

"What I like and dislike is entirely up to my whim. Perhaps you've killed enough, been ruthless enough, and been beautiful enough to catch my eye. Or perhaps you've survived to the end by sheer luck, and I might even reward you with a drop. Or perhaps... you're incredibly strong, sweeping across the field, but clumsy and ugly, which disgusts me, and then you won't get a single drop!"

As soon as he finished speaking, an eerie silence fell over the entire stands.

No doubt about it!

No objections!

Not even a trace of dissatisfaction appeared in his divine thoughts!
It was as if the Blood-Clad Demoness was not announcing a selection rule that was subjective and almost childish, but rather an inviolable iron law of nature.

A cold, knowing glint flashed deep within his jade-like, gold-plated pupils.

Of course!

In this continent of ten thousand demons, in the heart of this abyss where the strong prey on the weak, power is truth. The Blood-Clad Demoness, the most powerful demones under the God of Yin, is a terrifying being who is only one step away from the supreme realm of the Yin God.

Moreover, the essence of the Seraphim is also her private property.

Her will is the rule that all the Chaos Gods present who covet the Seraph's blood must abide by.

She needs no explanation, no fairness, and no concern for the thoughts of ordinary Chaos Gods. She only needs to declare her preferences, like a shepherd deciding which lambs are entitled to the finest feed. And the flock can only obey. For the rebels, over the long years, have long since transformed into the dried corpses on the bone spikes of this demonic palace walls, or the filthy blood flying in the arena.

Judging from the way the Blood-Clad Demoness manipulated the Hundred Evils Arena just now, killing an ordinary Chaos God is as easy as killing a chicken for her.

In this demonic land, knowing how to respect the strong and how to survive by living within the rules is the first rule for survival.

"Time limit: one day." The Blood-Clad Demoness's languid voice broke the silence, tinged with a cruel smile. "One day later, those still alive will be personally selected by me... as the lucky ones."

"Now……"

"The feast has begun."

As her last syllable fell, the huge spherical barrier of light that enveloped the Hundred Evils Arena suddenly rippled like a bubble, and countless tiny entrances opened instantly on the surface of the barrier, emitting a strong suction force.

"Roar--!"

"Fight in!"

"The Blazing Origin is mine!"

The brief silence was instantly ignited. On the stands, like a long-suppressed volcano erupting, figures exuding powerful auras surged forth like a flood, carrying greed and madness, rushing towards the entrances in streaks of light.

There were demon generals riding skeletal behemoths charging forward, insect demons scurrying about as poisonous shadows, and undead liches burning with the flames of their souls... Chaos Gods at the second, third, and fourth levels... and even several powerful figures whose auras faintly reached the peak of the fifth and sixth levels, also joined in without hesitation.

The scene was completely out of control.

A brief melee even broke out at the entrance, with some Chaos Gods who were eager to rush in being ambushed by their "comrades" without hesitation.

Before the source even entered the arena, it became food for others.

Bai Yu stood at the edge of the surging demonic tide, his molten gold eyes calmly scanning the frenzied scene. He sighed inwardly, "The Chaos God level in this Origin World is uneven. There are super experts like the Blood-Clad Demoness, who can kill with a flick of her finger and are comparable to the transcendent Chaos Realm, as well as these Chaos Demons who can't even control their basic emotions..."

Soon, the demonic tide subsided slightly, and Bai Yu rushed over.

The rotating entrance was like the throat of a greedy beast. The light and shadow distorted before Bai Yu's eyes. When he regained his senses, he found himself in a boundless plain of bones—grayish-white bones covered the earth, jagged bone spikes pierced the sky, and the dense, viscous aura of death from the decaying abyss was like a thick fog. Every breath carried a chill deep into his bones.

This is the Hundred Evils Battlefield, constructed from array formations within the arena.

Almost the instant he landed, four figures, each carrying murderous intent, tore through the mist and surrounded him at the core.

Ahead, the colossal elephant Bai Nie, standing a thousand feet tall, shattered the earth as it charged forward, its eye sockets burning with a ghastly green soul fire. Its decaying hooves, imbued with immense power, stomped down, cracking the white bone plains like a spiderweb.

On the left, the Lich King wielded his staff, and countless wailing vengeful spirits converged into a dark torrent that rushed straight towards Bai Yu's sea of ​​consciousness. The invisible "Rotting Bone Curse" coiled around his divine body like a poisonous vine.

On the right, the Shadow Demon Bai Nie transformed into sulfurous poisonous mist, a single cold glint piercing the void and pointing directly at Bai Yu's heart, corroding the bones wherever it passed.

Behind them, a boiling cloud of insects hissed like a tidal wave, their countless mouthparts opening and closing, forming a corrosive domain that devoured everything.

They were all Chaos God Level 2 monsters. Although their level wasn't high, their numbers were considerable. If an ordinary Chaos God encountered them upon landing, they would definitely suffer a great loss.

The skeletal giant's ferocious grin mingled with the lich's shrill scream: "Where did this scruffy wolf come from? Die!!!"

Four monstrous creatures, each carrying murderous intent, converged upon Bai Yu. The giant hoof of the skeletal elephant stomped down first, casting a shadow over Bai Yu's entire body. Bai Yu's molten gold wolf eyes flashed with a cold light, but instead of retreating, he advanced, stomping the ground with his forelimbs.

"boom--"

Centered on the golden wolf, the bone-covered ground within a three-zhang radius collapsed with a deafening roar. Bai Yu, using the recoil, transformed into a golden stream of light and darted across the ground beneath the giant elephant's crotch.

The shockwave from the giant hoof stomping through the air scattered the insect cloud behind it, but it didn't even touch the white jade wolf hair.

"Awooo!" The wolf howled like thunder, its white hind legs bulging with muscles, and its waist twisting violently.

The molten gold wolf tail transformed into a golden afterimage and lashed towards the lich—

"Crack!" The gray-robed lich's protective bone shield shattered. The tail strike, imbued with the power of devouring, continued its momentum, severing him in half. The thousands of vengeful spirits lost control, turning against their master and tearing the lich's remains to shreds.

"The second one." The white jade landed silently, and the golden claws dug into the bone.

The Shadow Fiend's poisoned blade was only now reaching his back.

With a crisp "ding," the blade tip sparked as it scraped against the molten gold fur. The Shadow Demon, realizing the danger, tried to retreat, but the white jade wolf head had already twisted 180 degrees!
"Roar—" A burst of breath erupted from its mouth at point-blank range. The dark golden sphere instantly engulfed the Shadow Demon, its poisonous mist body melting away like ice and snow.

The insect cloud took the opportunity to press down.

"Ridiculous." Bai Yu gripped the ground with its four paws, its golden fur on its back stood on end, and the pores all over its body suddenly opened, forming countless tiny vortexes.

Devouring Heaven and Earth, Swallowing Like a Whale!

Millions of venomous insects struggled as they fell into a black hole, disappearing into the golden fur. The skeletal giant elephant, seeing the danger, turned to flee, but the muscles of its white jade hind legs swelled and transformed into a golden rainbow that pierced the sky.

"Pfft—" The molten gold forepaw sliced ​​through the giant elephant's skull like a hot knife through fat. With a pull, the five toes gripped the soul fire, and the eerie green flames flickered uncertainly in the wolf's claws.

"Trash?" The white jade wolf-like mouth grinned, revealing its sharp, white teeth, and exerted force between its claws. "Break!"

The soul fire exploded into countless fireflies.

The four hundred evil spirits vanished in an instant.

Wow~~~~
This space shattered, and the white jade was enveloped by a new space formed by the array...

Within the Hundred Evils Arena, space was fragmented like a honeycomb, transforming into countless independent battlefields.

……

On the crimson terrace, the Blood-Clad Demoness leaned lazily against the throne.

Hundreds of light screens floated before her, each reflecting scenes of fierce battles on different battlefields. A pinkish-purple halo swirled around her, making her exquisitely beautiful face, hidden behind a haze, even more mysterious and unpredictable. Her eyes, which held an endless vortex of allure, now scanned the light screens like the most composed hunter, with an almost cruelly amused expression.

"My lord," the old demon's deep voice echoed from the shadows, "'The Heart-Eating Poison Queen' has slaughtered seventeen abominations. Her poison is unpredictable; any abomination that gets close will crumble. 'The Bone Master' is advancing steadily; his 'Path of Withered and Flourishing Bones' has manifested three avatars of bone generals, currently clearing the Ice Prison battlefield. 'The Lava Tyrant'..."

The demoness's red lips curved slightly, and a wisp of pink mist swirled around her fingertips as she gently touched one of the light screens.

In the scene, a bewitching figure shrouded in a seven-colored poisonous miasma is commanding millions of venomous insects to devour a giant rock monster that resembles a mountain.

"The Heart-Eating Poison Queen... tsk, no matter how many insects there are, they are still insects." The Demoness's tone carried a hint of contempt. "Fifth level, not bad, a candidate."

With a light flick of her finger, the light screen dimmed, like a chess piece carelessly discarded.

Her gaze then turned to another place.

On the frost-covered battlefield, an old man, withered and draped in a greyish-white robe, sat cross-legged in the void. Surrounding him were three colossal skeletal gods, each ten thousand feet tall, wielding bone swords and shields. Their movements were perfectly synchronized, each swing and slash precisely freezing and shattering the onrushing frost wolves and ice golems.

It is extremely efficient, but utterly devoid of aesthetic appeal.

"The Bone Master, peak of the sixth level, very good, selected." The Demoness was quite interested. Of course, she couldn't use the Seraphim's source blood for charity. The powerful people who came here coveted the source blood, but what she coveted were these powerful people themselves!
She has already reached the limit of the sixth level of the Chaos God realm, and is only one step away from the Yin Heaven God realm. As long as she devours the chosen food, breaking through to the Yin Heaven God realm is a sure thing.

As for the eventual exposure of the truth?
Who would dare to cause trouble for a god of the underworld?! (End of Chapter)