Douluo Continent: The Twin Sons of the Styx River, Shaking the World and Destroying the Heavens

Chapter 253 Devouring Beast

After the destruction of Qiankun Wenqing Valley, Ning Rongrong's divine consciousness also perished there.

Meanwhile, the entire Holy Spirit Cult was arrested, and Ye Xishui and Long Xiaoyao were captured. Faced with Xia's absolute power, they will soon be put on trial.

Just as the aftershocks of the collapse of Qiankun Wenqing Valley had not yet subsided, the entire Douluo Continent trembled violently.

The ground beneath their feet seemed to be gripped tightly by an invisible giant hand, and violent tremors spread from their limbs to their bones. Everyone who was standing staggered and instinctively reached out to steady themselves on their companions or the ground. In the distance, the mountains emitted a muffled rumble, snow cascading from their peaks, and the water in the valleys suddenly surged, creating waves several meters high.

The clouds in the sky were shattered into pieces, and the once clear sky now faintly revealed a dark light, as if the entire world was shaking and groaning under this inexplicable force. Even the soul power flowing in the air became restless and agitated, violently turbulent like boiling water, causing those with lower cultivation levels to turn pale and almost lose control of the energy within their bodies.

The tremors were not fleeting, but rather layered upon layered like continuous drumming, as if some slumbering behemoth was awakening from the earth, ready to completely overturn the order of this continent.

A silent valley suddenly crumbled, sending earth and rocks flying like a torrential rain. Thick black mist billowed from the cracks in the ground, instantly engulfing the surrounding area. The sound of the shattering was like the roar of the creation of the world, shaking the entire continent.

Almost simultaneously, a thick curtain was suddenly drawn over the sky. The light of the sun, moon, and stars was swallowed up, and the once bright daylight instantly plunged into inky twilight, followed by an even deeper darkness. On the earth, whether in bustling cities or remote wilderness, everything was plunged into a state of pitch blackness. Only the sound of gravel scraping in the wind and the panicked cries of creatures caused by the sudden change echoed in this lightless world.

The moment the light completely disappeared, even the soul power in the air seemed to freeze, leaving only a suffocating sense of oppression in the world, as if the entire Douluo Continent had been pulled into a huge shadow, with no light left.

Xia Die gazed at the sunless sky, her tone calm yet tinged with a barely perceptible gravity: "'Gluttony' has still managed to break through the 'protection's' defenses."

She stretched, and as she moved, it seemed as if shimmering light flowed through the hem of her clothes. Beside her, Polycia whispered, "Sister, this is starting again."

Xia Die nodded slowly, her gaze fixed on the deep darkness in the sky, as if tracing back to the distant past: "Last time it was 'Abundance' that stirred up chaos, this time... it's 'Gluttony's' turn."

Before she finished speaking, a terrifying aura suddenly surged around Polycia, her previously gentle aura transforming into a chilling pressure of death. In an instant, she had transformed into the Death Dragon Polycia, her eyes burning with ghostly fire, lying silently before Xiaodie.

The butterfly gently stroked the bone spur on the dead dragon's neck, then lightly landed on its broad back. "Let's go see how this 'gluttonous' feast will end."

With a low growl, Polykes unleashed a torrent of wind from its massive wings, tearing through the sky as it flew towards the place tainted by the power of gluttony. Perched atop the back of the dead dragon Polykes, the Butterfly arrived at the shattered valley and witnessed a jet-black pillar of light shooting into the sky from the crack in the earth. Inky energy swirled around the pillar's edges, mercilessly shredding and devouring everything in its path—rocks, dust, even the remnants of light—and causing the air itself to tremble and groan under its domineering suction.

This power is pure and greedy, as if it wants to encompass the entire world and make it a part of itself.

The top of the pillar of light met the dark sky, forming a "devouring throat" that connected heaven and earth. The surrounding space was slightly distorted by this power, exuding a chilling sense of emptiness.

The colossal object appeared without warning, its presence instantly blotting out the entire sky, even casting a shadow over the black pillar of light that pierced the heavens and earth.

Its massive, ten-thousand-meter-tall body resembled a colossal whale suspended in the sky. Its streamlined torso was covered in dark bronze armor, its serrated edges opening and closing with each breath, inhaling and exhaling pale purple stardust and mist, as if each breath were digesting a nebula. The head occupied nearly a third of its body, devoid of eyes and nose, possessing only a gaping maw that stretched to its neck—instead of ordinary teeth, it was covered with rings of fleshy whiskers, each one like a sharp silver thread, its tips shimmering with a ghostly blue light, concealing a sharpness capable of tearing stars apart. Three spiraling bone spikes pierced the heavens atop its head, their surfaces engraved with runes of a gluttonous star god, their surfaces shimmering with eerie crimson patterns with each breath, seemingly echoing the power that devoured all things.

It has no fins or tail, and six tentacles thousands of meters long grow on both sides of its body. The ends of the tentacles with suckers are sharp and blade-like, with barbs on the inside. Below its body, countless transparent tentacles hang like an inverted galaxy, attracting energy particles from the surrounding area as they swing. They leave behind trails of light composed of billions of streams of light, drawing all the energy in the world into its endless greed.

On the Douluo Continent, whether they were ordinary people in bustling cities, soul beasts in deep mountains and forests, or powerful figures from various sects, everyone involuntarily raised their heads the moment that enormous creature appeared.

The soreness in their necks was completely ignored; everyone's gaze was firmly fixed on the sky-covering figure. Its ten-thousand-meter-tall form stretched across the heavens, more magnificent than any mountain range, making even the clouds seem like insignificant embellishments beneath it. Its dark bronze armor gleamed with a cold, hard luster in the dim light, and each breath it exhaled seemed capable of covering several cities with its stardust and mist.

Silence spread across the continent, broken only by gasps of shock. Finally, someone spoke in a trembling voice, their question filled with boundless bewilderment and fear, seemingly representing the sentiments of all living beings: "What...is this?"

The sound dissipated in the wind, but no one could answer. Its immense size, far beyond comprehension, and its eerie form emanating an aura of devouring everything, left only a suffocating sense of oppression in the world.

"Commander of 'Gluttony,' what do you intend to do?" Xia Die's voice was calm and even, yet it clearly pierced through the turbulent energy currents surging around the Devouring Beast.

The Devouring Beast's massive, fleshy maw opened and closed slightly, as if sensing something. It had no eyes, yet it seemed to be able to precisely "see" the Butterfly on the back of the Dead Dragon. Its dark bronze carapace shimmered with faint light due to this sudden conversation—clearly, it was surprised by the being before it that could address the Star God by his name.

After a moment of silence, a deep and chaotic thought resounded throughout the heavens and earth, carrying an oppressive force capable of devouring all things: "Do you intend to stop me?"

(End of this chapter)