Swallowed Star: Lord of the Wolf

Bai Yu didn't use any fancy supernatural powers at all. He simply slapped down with his palm towards the Xuan Shadow that had just appeared and was terrified!
This palm strike was simple and unadorned.

Yet it embodies the boundless power of the laws of heaven and earth, the domineering plunder of devouring demonic energy, and the absolute destruction of the physical body at its peak.

What seems like an ordinary move has imprisoned the past and the future, restricted the present, and left no way to escape.

Wherever the giant hand passed, the space revealed the gray, mysteriously patterned, seemingly unchanging cage-like membrane behind it!

Xuan Yingzi's pupils shrank to pinpoints, the shadow of death completely enveloping him.

He roared and no longer cared about concealing his assassination. Instantly, a strange arm armor, flowing with dark runes and seemingly formed from the void itself, covered his arms. He crossed it in front of his chest and retreated wildly, trying to merge into the shadow of the exposed cage wall.

This is his trump card for survival—the Void Grip, obtained from ancient ruins, which allows him to briefly communicate with the power of the void for defense and evasion.

however……

boom--! ! !
The Chaos Demon Palm slammed solidly into Xuan Yingzi's body!

Compared to the giant hand, he seemed like an incredibly tiny insect.

Click!

CRACK——!!!
The Void Armor, which was strong enough to withstand the full force of an ordinary second-level God King, was instantly covered with cracks as if it were made of paper, and then it exploded!

The palm strike had almost no diminishing effect, striking Xuan Yingzi fiercely.

puff--! ! !
Dark golden divine blood, mixed with countless flesh particles imprinted with the Great Dao, exploded like exploding starlight and fireworks under the chaotic demon's grasp. Xuan Yingzi's divine body, along with its shattered void arm armor, was instantly reduced to the finest particles of energy and matter under the crushing force of absolute power.

With a single palm strike, the divine body crumbled.

However, as a veteran sword god of the Myriad Transformations Sword Sect, having experienced countless life-and-death battles, Xuan Yingzi's life-saving methods are far more than this.
Amidst the swirling blood mist and dust particles, a single, pure, blazing white light, imbued with undying sword intent and an unyielding soul, burst forth like a shooting star against the current. At the core of this light, a miniature, illusory figure, shrunken billions of times larger, could be vaguely seen. Its face was contorted with extreme terror and madness, desperately trying to escape through the edge of the colossal, all-encompassing white jade hand, carrying with it some of its most vital, not-yet-completely-annihilated body particles and fragments of its soul!

This is an indestructible sword seed that he crafted by combining his own 'emptiness' sword intent with an ancient and wondrous object, and by expending endless effort. It contains a wisp of indestructible true meaning. Theoretically, as long as the sword seed is not destroyed, even if the physical body and soul are completely destroyed, it can slowly regenerate by relying on this wisp of true meaning and a portion of the life imprint stored in advance.

This was his last trump card, and the one he relied on to survive countless near-death experiences!

"Want to escape?"

Bai Yu's voice, like the roar of chaotic thunder, carried a hint of cold mockery.

His giant palm, which covered a hundred thousand feet of void, and his five claws that resembled pillars supporting the sky, suddenly clenched inward the moment the Xuan Shadow Sword Seed tried to break through the edge of his palm.

This handshake, seemingly slow, was actually incredibly fast, as if it had grasped the entire span of time and space!

Om-! ! !
Within the palm of his hand, space and time shattered, and everything was shaken into the most primordial energy.

That blazing white, indestructible sword seed, along with the particles and fragments of divine soul it carried, were no exception!
"Do not--!!!"

Within the sword seed, the remaining consciousness of Xuan Yingzi let out a final, shrill scream filled with despair, resentment, and boundless fear!
The blazing white sword light, which was strong enough to withstand attacks from ordinary second-level God Kings, couldn't even last a moment against the power constructed from absolute strength and domineering demonic energy.

Click!

Like the crisp sound of crystal shattering, it resonated deep within the souls of every spectator.

The last vestige of undying true intent within was extinguished instantly!

The last breath of Xuan Yingzi, the last imprint of his existence, vanished into nothingness under this devastating crushing force.

Xuan Yingzi, a senior sword god of the Wanhua Sword Sect, has perished in both body and spirit, and his true spirit no longer exists.

At the center of Baiyu's enormous palm, a black hole slowly rotated, devouring all of Xuan Yingzi's essence.

Bai Yu slowly spread out his palm, the black hole in his palm disappeared, leaving only a pure darkness that seemed to devour even light, and the slowly calming ripples in space.

His enormous wolf head turned slightly, and his eyes, like abysses that devour everything, locked onto Kalemir and Roland.

Everything happens in an instant.

The entire Shenxinghai Sea fell into a deathly silence.

Only the churning lament of the starry sea and the faint sounds of spatial fragments annihilating could be heard.

After Qingmingzi burned the azure sword intent light barrier formed from his origin, Hunyinshen and Leyinshen stared wide-eyed, their expressions frozen in extreme shock.

In the far distance, Yue Qianzhong nearly dropped his heavy sword. Isarael's holy face was filled with horror, and the disciples and knights behind them were even more silent, as if looking up at a world-destroying demon god.

Kalemir and Roland, who were directly under Bai Yu's gaze, felt a chill creeping up from the deepest part of their souls, instantly freezing their limbs and bones.

All their previous calculations, all their combined attacks, all their confidence in victory... all became laughable arrogance under that one palm strike!

This is hardly a soft persimmon that can be easily manipulated.
This is clearly a ferocious beast from the primordial era, capable of overturning the chessboard and devouring everything!
“Now…” Bai Yu’s voice rang out again, colder and more oppressive than before, each word like a heavy hammer striking the hearts of Kalemir and Roland, “It’s your turn.”

"The choice is to be like him... annihilated, body and soul."

"Or..." Bai Yu's massive body leaned forward slightly, casting a shadow that almost completely enveloped the two bishops, "Goodness... call out the powerful figure behind us?"

Bai Yu's cold words, carrying the boundless ferocity of the palm strike that had just annihilated Xuan Yingzi, struck like a heavy hammer, severely shaking the minds of Kalemir and Roland.

Kalemir's hand, gripping the golden scepter, trembled slightly. Under Bai Yu's primordial, beast-like gaze, his holy light domain flickered like a candle in the wind. Roland fared even worse; the platinum holy flames burning around him dimmed, and fine beads of cold sweat appeared on his forehead. They had no doubt that if this terrifying Chaos Wolf so desired, it could crush them like ants with a single blow!
"Your Excellency... just who are you?" Kalemir suppressed the turmoil in his heart and tried his best to keep his voice steady. "With your strength, you are by no means an unknown person. Why then do you reside in the Continent of Ten Thousand Demons?"

He was already convinced that the demonic wolf before him was not some newly promoted Yin Heaven God, but a Great Heaven God (ultimate God King realm) who was extremely hidden and possessed terrifying strength!

Only a Great Celestial God could so easily annihilate a seasoned sword god like Xuan Yingzi with a single palm strike!
"Shut up." A hint of impatience flashed in Bai Yu's huge eyes. He raised his hand slightly, and a terrifying force field condensed again. "Since you won't call for help, then go down and keep him company."

"stop!"

Two grand, majestic, yet solemn and apprehensive voices resounded almost simultaneously across the sky above the Sea of ​​Sinking Stars!

On the eastern horizon, endless sword energy arose out of thin air, converging into a dazzling river of sword energy that stretched across the starry sea. Within this river, the figure of a middle-aged man, carrying an ancient longsword, dressed in a blue robe, and with an arrogant expression, rode the waves.

With each step he took, lotus-shaped sword intent patterns automatically formed in the void, and his body emanated a terrifying sword pressure that exuded an aura of absolute dominance!
Duan Qing, the sect leader of the Myriad Transformations Sword Sect, known as the "Invincible Sword God" (peak of the second level of the God King realm).

On the western horizon, holy light surged like a tidal wave, coalescing into a magnificent and sacred phantom temple, seemingly composed of pure laws of light. The temple's doors swung open, and a man clad in a white robe inlaid with gold, wearing a crown of light, and holding a scepter inlaid with a massive gem of holy light, slowly stepped out.

His body radiated pure holy light, as if he were the nemesis of all darkness and chaos. Even the boiling demonic energy seemed to calm down a bit in his sight.

Archbishop of the Holy Radiance Temple (Peak of the Second Realm of God King).

The two individuals, who are considered top-tier overlords in the surrounding territories of the Demon Continent, have finally personally entered the fray!

However, their faces showed no sign of ease; instead, their brows were furrowed with an unyielding heaviness and vigilance. When their gazes fell upon the towering, chaotic demonic wolf, a barely concealed sense of dread flashed deep within their eyes.

Duan Qing's divine sense immediately clashed with that of Archbishop Radiance.

"Radiance, this demon is at the level of a Great Celestial God! Even if it's only at the initial stage, it's beyond our ability to withstand... Quickly send a message to His Majesty the Great Celestial God of Light to descend. Otherwise, we will be in grave danger today!" Duan Qing's voice was urgent and anxious.

The death of Xuan Yingzi was causing his heart to bleed!

That was a sword god cultivated by the Myriad Transformations Sword Sect with countless resources, and he was Duan Qing's right-hand man! If he didn't avenge this, how could he face the Sword Sect? But reason told him that even if the two of them joined forces, their chances of winning against a Great God were slim.

Archbishop Radiant felt a bitter taste in his mouth, but dared not show it on his face. He could only reply telepathically, his voice filled with helplessness: "Sect Master Duan! His Holiness the Pope... has been entangled by Master Xuanji from the 'Yunhuan Dao Alliance' in the central part of the Origin World! That old demon has gone mad for some reason and suddenly crossed over to our Holy Radiance Palace headquarters! His Holiness the Pope cannot escape!"

"What?!" Duan Qingxin was shocked, a chill running down his spine to the top of his head.

The Cloud Realm Alliance? Master Xuanji?
That was a renowned demonic figure in the central part of the Origin World, a terrifying existence at the level of a Great Celestial God. Why would he suddenly intervene in this matter? Could it be... related to the demonic wolves of the Myriad Demon Continent?

Or is this itself a shocking conspiracy targeting both of their factions?

Without the support of a great deity, facing this ferocious and terrifying demonic wolf... Duan Qing instantly felt the shadow of death.

At that moment, Bai Yu's icy gaze swept over them, and the immense pressure made the two experts, who were comparable to the peak of the second level of the God King realm, feel their breath catch in their throats.

"Finally willing to come out?" Bai Yu's voice was like a muffled thunderclap.

Archbishop Radiant's expression shifted; he knew he could no longer hesitate.

If this drags on any longer, not only will they fail to complete their mission today, but many of their men will likely perish here.

Whether it's the Knights Templar, or Calemir and Roland, they have all consumed countless resources and efforts of the Temple... Losing even one of them would be an unbearable burden!
He gritted his teeth, a resolute glint in his eyes, and stopped transmitting his voice. Instead, he shouted loudly, his voice infused with divine power, echoing in all directions:

"My three friends, things have come to this point, please show yourselves and lend a hand! Let us join forces to vanquish this scoundrel and share the spoils! Our Holy Radiance Palace promises that everything will remain as previously agreed, and we are willing to concede another 10%!"

Upon hearing this, Duan Qing was taken aback at first, then suddenly looked around.

He knew that the Holy Radiance Palace had contacted people from other realms, but he had been hiding in the surrounding area for quite some time and had not discovered a single one... These powerful figures from outside the cage were truly terrifying!
Such measures are tantamount to asking a tiger for its skin.

Archbishop Radiant was well aware of the great risks involved. Previously, he had relied on the fact that his side had His Holiness the Pope, whose level of a Great God was enough to suppress everything, and even people from outside the realms could not cause any trouble.

However, the Wanmo Continent now has two powerful experts at the Great God level, putting their side at a significant disadvantage. If they don't want to suffer a greater loss than gain through their attempt to steal a chicken, they have no choice but to take a risk.

The enormous white jade wolf ears twitched slightly, and a hint of understanding and a deeper chill flashed in its eyes.

Sure enough... there were still hidden fish!
As soon as the Archbishop of Radiance finished speaking, the previously empty void suddenly rippled with three distinct yet strangely powerful fluctuations that subtly repelled the laws of this world.

In the first place, space flowed and folded like mercury, and a tall, slender figure in a grey-white robe, a smile playing on his lips, slowly emerged. His aura was ethereal and uncertain, like that of an ordinary scholar.

In the second place, the earth suddenly rose up, coalescing into a miniature mountain range. Atop the mountain stood a colossal figure, as imposing as a mountain, with skin the color of rock and eyes like two burning magma balls. Just by standing there, he exuded a terrifying, overwhelming power that suppressed all directions.

The third place was a distorted play of light and shadow, within which the figure of a woman with transparent butterfly wings on her back, an exquisitely beautiful yet inhuman face, and empty eyes that seemed to reflect all things could be vaguely seen. She was surrounded by a strange force field that was chaotic, psychedelic, and distorted in perception.

Their Dao rules are completely out of step with this world of origin, and are full of exotic charm!

All three auras were strange and incomparable, but what was also very strange was that they seemed to only be the auras of the Chaos God at the limit!

"A powerful being from outside the Origin World?" The enormous head of the white jade turned towards the three uninvited guests. In his deep voice, the killing intent gradually subsided, and the tone became slightly solemn.

"What exactly is it about the Continent of Ten Thousand Demons that is worth the attention of three God Emperor-level experts who are traversing the Chaos Origin Space?"

"Oh?" The scholar raised an eyebrow, surprised. "You are the first person in this world to know our origins. It seems you have obtained a lot of information about what lies beyond the cage."

All three of them were indeed powerful figures at the God Emperor level. The first powerful figure they came into contact with was the Pope of Light of the Holy Radiance Palace. However, although that guy had reached the level of a Great God, he knew very little information, only that a native called him 'Yang Heavenly God'.

"As for what is worth our attention, I think you know better than we do, don't you?" The scholar's gaze was fixed on Bai Yu's body, a rare fervor flickering in his eyes. (End of Chapter)