Swallowing the Stars: Level 1, One Talent, Invincible Chaos Origin

Chapter 119, Goodbye Aichen

Inside the spaceship's control room, Jiang Ming sat cross-legged, motionless on the cold metal floor.

However, his mind was in turmoil. Every trace of the scaled monster tearing through the void, every subtle movement of its body in battle, was repeatedly replayed and analyzed in his mind.

This continuous contemplation, like sweet spring water nourishing his heart, constantly deepened his understanding of the seventh image of the "Dragon's Journey Through Chaos Stele".

Countless obscure and difficult obstacles are now loosening and crumbling one by one!
Bloodbath Manual, Dragon's Chaos Stele, Venerable Corpse, Chains of Law, Ancient Symbols...

All these profound meanings are intertwined and mutually corroborating.

In addition, Jiang Ming himself had a deep understanding of the fundamental laws of space. At this moment, under the collision and enlightenment of multiple insights, the fog of confusion was constantly dispelled, and new insights lit up his mind like stars, causing a knowing smile to involuntarily appear on his lips.

"Although there is still a very long way to go before I can fully take that step, I am making continuous progress."

Jiang Ming opened his eyes.

The control room door slid open silently.

The Marquis-level Immortal I had met at the Heavenly Eclipse Palace walked in.

"Now that His Highness Jiang Ming has awakened, my escort mission is complete."

The immortal voice was calm and undisturbed.

Jiang Ming nodded slightly to express his gratitude.

"Please escort us."

"By order of the Palace Master, Your Highness, there is no need to be so polite."

The phrase "to be granted a noble title and live an immortal life" is concise and to the point.

Before he finished speaking, the spaceship's hatch opened, and he leaped out of the spaceship, which was still traveling at the speed of light, disappearing in an instant and merging into the deep dark universe.

……

A spaceship with sharp lines, resembling a giant golden-red sword, tore through the silent void of space and landed smoothly on a huge floating planetary landmass ahead.

This fragment of star hangs alone in the void, with only a vast manor situated in its central area.

Outside the manor, cosmic-class warriors clad in standard battle armor are diligently patrolling and keeping watch.

Suddenly, they looked up alertly and saw a sword-shaped spaceship with an extremely imposing presence slowly descending into the void in the distance.

"Report! Unidentified spacecraft approaching!"

The patrol captain immediately sent an emergency communication to the leader of the Star Fragment Guard.

However, no sooner had the message been sent than a pure white figure flew out from the core area of ​​the manor like a streak of light, hovering in mid-air. It was Ai Chen.

"It's alright, he's my friend."

Ai Chen's cool voice clearly reached the ears of the guard leader below.

Almost simultaneously, a burly figure appeared beside Ai Chen as if by teleportation; it was the leader of the guard.

"Yes, Your Highness Aichen."

The leader bowed and accepted the order, his sharp eyes still scrutinizing the slowly descending spaceship.

But in his eyes, there was a deep-seated shock.

The sword-shaped spaceship landed smoothly, gently resting on a patch of lush wildflowers and weeds without causing any damage.

The streamlined hatch opened upwards, and Jiang Ming, dressed in his signature gold and red armor, stood tall and imposing in the doorway.

"Long time no see, Aichen."

Jiang Ming wore a faint smile on his face, a smile that seemed to indicate a long-awaited reunion, as his gaze fell upon the graceful young woman standing before the cabin door.

Ai Chen's white feather robe fluttered gently in the breeze. She smiled, and her aloofness instantly melted away. She took the initiative to step forward and naturally reached out to hold Jiang Ming's wrist.

"Let's go, follow me."

Before he finished speaking, he had already transformed into a streak of light with Jiang Ming and flew towards the well-arranged cluster of buildings deep within the manor.

Only when the two figures completely disappeared from sight did the guards below, who had been on high alert, breathe a sigh of relief. They then began to exchange whispers, their voices filled with shock and envy.

"That? That's an F-class spaceship, right?"

"No doubt about it! Look at those iconic streamlined lines and energy patterns, it's definitely the top-of-the-line custom-made 'Sword of Judgment' from 'Stardust Workshop' under Virtual Universe Company!" "My god! A spaceship of this level, the bare ship alone must cost millions of Chaos Units, right? And if you add top-tier weapons and a propulsion system..."

"Several million Chaos Yuan?! That's more than the entire assets of our star fragment..."

"Hiss... Just who is this friend of Prince Aichen? To possess such a vehicle, one must at least be a giant among the immortals!"

"Yes, how rare is F-grade metal? To build such a large spaceship... tsk tsk, it's too extravagant!"

Even ordinary immortals might not be able to afford it even if they went bankrupt. Who exactly is this prince?
It seems she has a good relationship with Prince Aichen. Does the Primordial Secret Realm even have a prince like that?

The guards' exclamations and speculations echoed in the invisible mental network, while Jiang Ming, led by Ai Chen, passed through the defensive light barrier surrounding the manor and entered a more secluded and elegant area.

The path beneath our feet is paved with warm, smooth jade, and exotic flowers and plants on both sides exude a refreshing fragrance. In the distance, pavilions and towers appear and disappear, shrouded in pure energy mist.

The tranquility here stands in stark contrast to the vast, cold universe.

Ai Chen slowed her pace slightly, turned her head to look at Jiang Ming, and her face looked even more beautiful against the backdrop of her feathered robe.

"Have you finished your cultivation mission on the Blood Continent?"

Her eyes held a hint of concern and curiosity.

"Yes, it went very smoothly and we gained a lot."

Jiang Ming smiled and nodded.

Ai Chen and I sat down in a stone pavilion by the roadside, and after concealing some key details, I began to recount my experiences on the Blood Luo Continent.

The tranquil time flowed slowly as the girl rested her elbows on the stone table, supporting her exquisite face.

"A secret realm of the universe, what an amazing place."

Ai Chen said with a sigh.

After listening to Jiang Ming's description, Ai Chen's eyes showed a hint of longing, and a fighting spirit arose in his heart.

"The secret realm of the universe is indeed a good place for cultivation, but it is also extremely dangerous. The universe is vast and danger is everywhere."

Some cosmic secret realms are places where even Venerable Ones may perish.

Jiang Ming warned.

"Well, I know."

At this moment, Jiang Ming took out two jars of wine from his world ring, opened the jars, and a captivating aroma of wine wafted out.

"Try this. It's a fine wine I found on the Blood Continent. It's called 'Blood of the Wasteland.' Try it."

Jiang Ming killed hundreds of immortal gods on the Blood Luo Continent, but did not obtain many valuable spoils of war.

But he did acquire a bunch of strange and unusual items, among which the 'Blood of the Wasteland' left a deep impression on him.

"Alright, let's consider this a victory celebration to mark your return from the Blood Continent."

Ai Chen nodded repeatedly and reached out to pour the wine.

"This wine should not be drunk in large quantities; it should be savored little by little."

Jiang Ming raised his glass and clinked it with Ai Chen's.

"This wine is really good, give me more."

Ai Chen took a small sip and said with a brightening gaze.

"No, no, sip it slowly, don't get drunk after just one glass."

"Drinking is all about getting drunk, right? Here, let me fill your glass."

"That's true."

Jiang Ming chuckled and didn't stop the wine jar.

At this moment, all thoughts of laws, the dangers of the universe, and the ambitions of the strong are cast aside.

What Jiang Ming really wanted to do was to have a good drink.

(End of this chapter)