Swallowing the Stars: Heart of the Martial God

Chapter 109 The Demon Race, I've Got My Eye on This Position
"The most urgent task is to find a treasure that can conceal my true aura, so that I can wreak havoc on the battlefield outside the realm, instead of hiding like this all the time," Zhou Heng's clone pondered to himself.

However, he doesn't plan to exchange for treasures in Hongmeng City for the time being, as the exchange price of treasures in Hongmeng City's treasury is higher than that of treasures within the human race.

At this moment, many cosmic lords are gathered on Primordial Star 08215, and are doing their utmost to kill the alias of the Mountain-Sitting Guest, the Lord of the Northern Prison.

How could Zhou Heng's clone miss this golden opportunity? It was a perfect chance to continue seeking opportunities. While the Lords of the Universe were busy, he could act arrogantly and domineeringly.

After donning the Supreme Armor, Zhouheng's clone's defensive capabilities were further enhanced.

"Hmm?" As Zhou Heng's clone moved forward, he suddenly sensed a familiar aura surging ahead.

"Herodo?" Ling Xuan was immediately intrigued. He hadn't expected to run into an old acquaintance so quickly on this vast primordial star.

Ling Xuan became interested. He didn't expect to run into an old acquaintance so soon. They had fought to the death before, but now that his clone had a Hongmeng identity and was personally invited by the founder of the Giant Axe, he could get to know him.

Moreover, the other party is currently staying in that place, perhaps guarding some rare treasure.

With that thought in mind, Ling Xuan controlled the Eight Desolations Tower and sped off towards the other party at lightning speed.

The Eight Desolations Tower moved at an astonishing speed, and in the blink of an eye, it had already approached its target.

Sure enough, Ling Xuan soon spotted Herodo's figure.

At this moment, Herodo stood solemnly outside an extremely magnificent palace.

This palace is magnificent and exudes an aura of mystery.

The palace was surrounded by dense energy fluctuations, and from time to time, a muffled rumbling sound could be heard.

The palace has six gates, and in front of each gate stands a powerful figure with a strong aura.

Sensing the approach of the Eight Desolations Tower, Hirodo's eyes sharpened. He then recognized the newcomer and immediately stepped forward to greet him with a smile: "Venerable Void Blade."

"Herodo, what a coincidence." Zhou Heng's clone walked out of the Eight Desolations Tower leisurely, with a faint smile on his face.

He looked up at the mysterious palace, a hint of curiosity flashing in his eyes. "What kind of treasure have we encountered?"

"It's not clear yet, but I expect it won't be weak. Among the treasures produced on this primordial star, if it's housed in a palace like this, its grade will definitely not be lower than that of a high-grade treasure." Herodo narrowed his eyes slightly, his eyes full of anticipation.

"These are good things." Ling Xuan was secretly delighted. Although he had obtained many valuable treasures during his trip to the Primordial Star, he had not obtained many truly supreme treasures.

Hearing that this palace might contain a supreme treasure, how could he not be tempted?

“Since this is your first time on the Primordial Star, you may not be familiar with the rules. Only one powerful individual can enter each entrance of this palace, which means there are only six spots available to compete for this treasure. You can enter once the barrier outside the door turns white,” Herodo explained patiently.

As Herodo said, the palace is not yet fully revealed, and a clear light shrouds the entrance, hindering the entry of powerful individuals.

"Oh~" A glint flashed in Ling Xuan's eyes, and he immediately became very interested.

The fact that even the competition for this treasure requires a first-come, first-served quota speaks volumes about its quality.

He looked up and saw that each of the six palace gates was occupied by a powerful figure, each exuding a strong aura, clearly determined to obtain the treasures within the palaces.

Ling Xuan flew to the top of the palace, his gaze slowly sweeping over the crowd below, and said with a faint smile, "Could someone kindly make room for me?"

The other five powerful figures outside the gate merely curled their lip slightly upon hearing this, their faces full of disdain, and none of them paid him any attention.

Tempted by such a treasure, not to mention strangers, even the closest friends who would share life and death would probably fight over it, so how could they easily give up the opportunity they have obtained?

Ling Xuan surveyed the area with a cold gaze, his mind racing with calculations.

When his gaze fell upon a giant wolf nearly 10 kilometers tall, an idea suddenly came to him.

The giant wolf was covered in snow-white fur that gleamed coldly in the sunlight. It was crouched, its posture like that of a predator about to pounce, exuding an aura of menace. On its face, a huge, blood-red vertical eye emitted an eerie light, as if it could see through everything.

The giant wolf's claws gripped the two divine hammers tightly, just like human hands, and faintly emitted a chilling aura.

Ling Xuan's lips curled up slightly, carrying a hint of provocation. He walked straight up to the giant wolf and said shamelessly, "Hey, you demon, move over. I've got my eye on this spot."

Upon hearing this, Venerable Tianhua's face instantly darkened, becoming as gloomy as the sky before a storm.

As a top cosmic overlord of the demon race, second only to the "Lord of the Sirius" in the Sirius clan, and a direct disciple of the "Dream Demon Ancestor," he held an incomparably revered position in the demon race. When had he ever suffered such contempt in the past?

"Hmph, what are you to dare ask me to step down?" Venerable Tianhua sneered, his aura suddenly erupting. Powerful divine power surged out like a raging tide, shaking the surrounding space and creating visible ripples.

Although Venerable Qijie had warned him that Venerable Xudao was very troublesome, Venerable Tianhua was confident in his strength and would not back down. He was not a pushover.

"Hahaha, you won't listen to my good advice, then don't blame me for being impolite." Zhou Heng's clone's eyes lit up, secretly pleased that his provocation had succeeded.

The Heaven-Slaying Blade in his hand began to tremble slightly according to his will. On the blade, a vast holy might, carrying Ling Xuan's Great Saint Law, was released without reservation, forming a domain of pressure around him.

At this point, the six entrances to the palace were clearly defined.

Apart from Xirodo, a member of the Hongmeng Alliance, the other entrances were occupied by two powerful figures from the Northern Frontier Alliance, one from the Thorn Ring Alliance, one from the Prison Clan, and Venerable Tianhua from the Demon Clan.

The other powerful figures were all watching with amusement, happy to see Ling Xuan and Venerable Tianhua fight, and none of them had any intention of stepping forward to help.

Herodo wanted to help Ling Xuan, but Ling Xuan firmly refused.

"Die!" Venerable Tianhua roared, his legs slamming into the ground as he charged toward Ling Xuan like a white lightning bolt.

The two divine hammers in his hands swung around, leaving afterimages, and with the force to split mountains and shatter rocks, they smashed down fiercely towards Ling Xuan.

Wherever the divine hammer passed, the air was instantly torn apart, emitting a piercing shriek. Wherever the hammer's shadow went, the space itself seemed to be crushed by this violent force.

Ling Xuan's eyes sharpened, and his footwork instantly changed. He unleashed the exquisite footwork of the Great Void Technique, making him appear as elusive as a ghost.

In the blink of an eye, he dodged Venerable Tianhua's first attack.

"Trying to hurt me? Not so easy." Ling Xuan sneered, raising the Heaven-Slaying Blade high in his hand. The Great Sage Laws flowed on the blade, and the Holy Might condensed into visible golden patterns, as if an invisible Great Sage phantom stood behind the blade, looking down on all living beings.

"Break through illusions!" Ling Xuan shouted, and the Heaven-Slaying Blade, imbued with the sharp edge of the Great Sage's Law, slashed towards Venerable Tianhua.

The blade sliced ​​through the void, without dazzling light, but with a domineering power that pierced through illusion and severed everything. Wherever it passed, the divine power fluctuations emitted by Venerable Tianhua were cut into pieces by this blade intent. Law patterns wandered around the blade, as if to completely shatter all obstacles in front of it.

Upon seeing this, Venerable Tianhua felt a chill in his heart. The sword intent gave him the illusion that he was powerless to resist. He crossed his divine hammers in front of him, and at the same time, the blood-red vertical eye on his face suddenly opened, shooting out a strange red light containing divine power that disrupted the mind.

"Heavenly Wolf Guardian!" Venerable Tianhua roared, and a white light shield formed by divine power instantly appeared around him. On the light shield, wolf shadows appeared faintly, howling and roaring in an attempt to resist the domineering sword intent.

"Clang!" The blade and the divine hammer collided violently. There was no earth-shattering sound, but a dull force exploded at the point of contact.

The Great Sage Law on the Heaven-Slaying Blade clashed violently with the divine power on the Divine Hammer. The golden law patterns and the white divine power light intertwined and annihilated, emitting a "sizzling" sound.

Venerable Tianhua felt an incomparably sharp force coming through the divine hammer, which made his arms go numb and his feet involuntarily slide backward for nearly a thousand kilometers before he could barely steady himself.

Using the recoil from the collision, Ling Xuan floated backward several meters before landing steadily.

He looked at Venerable Tianhua, a slight smile playing on his lips: "Is this all the demon race can do?"

A fierce glint flashed in Venerable Tianhua's eyes. He shook his numb arm and roared, "Stop being arrogant! Come again!"

With that, he swung the divine hammer again and charged toward Ling Xuan, the divine power within the hammer's shadow growing increasingly violent.

(End of this chapter)