Swallowing the Stars: Heart of the Martial God

Chapter 236 That Luo Feng who's always dragging his feet?

"How is this possible?!" The Molten Mountain Demon God screamed wildly in his heart, filled with boundless fear and a sense of absurdity.

His strongest defensive technique was broken in one blow!

Even the most powerful and precious armor could not completely block the corrosive power of that strange force!

Just how far has this Lord of the Void Blade come in controlling that unknown power?!
"escape!"

At that moment, only this one thought remained in his mind.

Face and opportunity are nothing compared to life!
He frantically burned his divine power, desperately trying to use his escape technique to flee this death zone.

But Zhou Heng's clone was determined to kill, so why would he give him the chance?

If he weren't afraid of destroying that supreme treasure armor along with the enemy, he could have killed him with a single blow. How could he possibly let this guy go at this moment?

"Time and space, too, return to nothingness."

The cold voice was like a final judgment.

As Zhou Heng's clone activated his will, the spacetime structure within a radius of millions of kilometers centered on the Molten Mountain Demon God seemed to be thrown into the end point of the end of all things, becoming viscous and stagnant, and then collapsing and annihilating itself!
The Molten Mountain Demon God felt as if he were trapped in invisible cement, making it extremely difficult to even burn his divine power. His escape technique, which he had just started, was forcibly interrupted!

"Lord of the Void Blade! Spare me! I swear an oath to the origin of the universe that I will never reveal a single thing about this place! And I will offer all the treasures I have accumulated!" The Molten Mountain Demon God panicked completely, feeling the shadow of death looming over him. He desperately resisted the void of time and space and the erosion of his divine body while begging for mercy in terror.

He still has a long life ahead of him, and his people need his protection. He doesn't want to perish here!
He also wants to transcend the cycle of reincarnation!
Zhou Heng's clone showed no change in his gaze.

Sooner or later, other powerful individuals will come to explore the Path of the Molten Core. It would be too troublesome to persuade them to leave one by one. It would be better to solve the problem once and for all, so that even if they know there is an unparalleled inheritance here, they will not dare to act recklessly in the slightest.

Establishing authority by targeting the strongest being in the universe is the most effective method.

Since we've started, there's no reason to leave anyone alive.

He once again gathered that despairing, primordial sword intent at his fingertips, its killing intent chilling.

Seeing the other party's icy, unyielding gaze, the last shred of hope in the Lava Mountain Demon God's heart was completely shattered, replaced by boundless resentment and madness.

"Fine! Master of the Void Blade! You're ruthless! You want me dead, but I'll make sure you suffer too!" The Molten Mountain Demon God was in a frenzy, his six crimson eyes burning with hysterical flames. He stared intently at the Zhou Heng clone, roaring hoarsely, "Your strength has increased so rapidly, you must have obtained some incredible, heaven-defying inheritance from an ancient civilization! You want to keep it all for yourself? Dream on!"

While frantically burning his divine body and activating the "Heart of the Molten Core" treasure to resist the ever-eroding Returning Void Blade Intent and the collapsing spacetime, he issued his final and most vicious command through the divine power avatar located far within his own miniature universe:
"Record! The Lord of the Void Blade has obtained an ancient, heaven-defying inheritance at coordinates (XXX) in the middle section of the Molten Core Path! His strength has surged abnormally, and he has mastered unknown and terrifying power. I am currently being hunted by him and am in imminent danger! Immediately, completely, and without reservation, spread this news throughout the entire universe! To all forces! To all lone wolves! Let everyone know! Let him become the target of everyone's wrath! Avenge me!!!"

He not only had to deliver the message, but also to exaggerate it, turning "suspected" into "confirmed" and "unknown power" into "heaven-defying inheritance"!
He wanted to use the power of all the strong in the universe to make the Lord of the Void Blade fall into endless pursuit and trouble, so as to vent his hatred!

The divine incarnations of several cosmic lords of the Lava Mountain Clan trembled violently at the same time. A battle image mixed with mad thoughts and blurry images appeared before them, showing the Lava Mountain Demon God who protected them being powerless against the Void Blade Lord Mianqi.

Moreover, it seems that even the most powerful and precious armor cannot protect the Molten Mountain Demon God.

As a race living within the mini-universe of the Lava Mountain Demon God, they would inevitably perish with the death of the Lava Mountain Demon God.

The fleeting black blade of light in the image, seemingly capable of devouring everything, along with the overwhelming fear and hatred emanating from the true form of the Molten Mountain Demon God, instantly ignited the panic and madness in the hearts of these cosmic lords.

"Clan Chief!" roared a towering cosmic lord with a lava horn on his head, his voice trembling, "Lord of the Void Blade! How dare he try to kill the Clan Chief!"

"If the clan leader falls, our clan... our clan is finished!" Another cosmic lord, surrounded by dark red flames, had bloodshot eyes, filled with despair and rage. "We cannot let that Void Blade Lord get away with it! The clan leader's last order... spread it! Immediately! Use every channel, every connection, to spread the news to every corner of the cosmic sea! Let everyone know where he is, know what he has obtained! Make him the target of everyone's hatred!"

The flames of revenge, coupled with the despair of facing death, consumed the last vestiges of sanity.

They no longer considered the consequences, no longer weighed the pros and cons. Like gamblers who had lost everything, they frantically spread the message containing the dying curse of the universe's strongest being, along with the heart-stopping battle footage, through countless secret and public channels, like a deadly virus, across the vast ocean of space.

This message, brimming with resentment, was like a supernova thrown into a calm lake, unleashing a storm that swept across the universe at incredible speed, creating towering waves throughout the three cycles of the cosmic sea.

In the first era of reincarnation, deep within the ancient temple of the Divine Eye Clan, which seemed to be constructed from countless starry eyes, the Third True Lord was immersed in deducing the fundamental laws of the universe, surrounded by starlight that could see through illusions.

He was suddenly jolted awake from his deep reverie. As his eyes opened and closed, it was as if a galaxy was rising and falling. A hint of undisguised surprise appeared on his usually calm face.

"The Lord of the Void Blade? That special life form recognized by the primordial universe's will, hailed as the 'ultimate genius'?" His deep muttering echoed in the empty temple, tinged with disbelief. "He was chasing Lava Mountain along the Path of the Molten Core? That old guy Lava Mountain, although hot-tempered and not exactly brilliant, his 'Heart of the Molten Core' armor is renowned for its formidable defense. Even I would have to put in some effort to break through his defenses. How could he be forced into such a desperate situation by a universe lord?"

His divine sense carefully captured the fleeting black blade of light in the image. The pure sense of destruction and annihilation, which seemed to reduce even the laws themselves to nothingness, made this well-informed God feel a strange palpitation and his brows furrow tightly.

"This power... is definitely not any known law system in the current universe; it is filled with some kind of... primal destructive characteristics. The madness of the Lava Mountain doesn't seem fake. Could it be that this Lord of the Void Blade has really discovered the inheritance of some unknown and extremely powerful ancient civilization?"

Once the thought arose, it spread like wildfire in his heart.

The value of this inheritance is immeasurable, as it allows a cosmic ruler to threaten the strongest being who possesses the most powerful treasure armor!

Without any hesitation, he immediately sent an urgent message to the Sixth God, who was exploring another dangerous place: "Blue-eyed, come with me to the Path of the Molten Core!"

"The Third True Lord?" The phantom of the Sixth True Lord rapidly materialized, his tone filled with obvious shock and doubt. "Is the news true? The Lord of the Void Blade... does he really have the ability to hunt down Lava Mountain?"

"The images cannot be faked; the power and intent they convey are extraordinary!" The Third True Lord's tone was resolute, carrying an unquestionable determination. "Such a legacy must not fall into the hands of others, especially not those insidious skeletons of the Skeleton Clan! Prepare immediately; we will rush there as quickly as possible! Try to block the news; if we cannot, we must seize the legacy before everyone can react!"

He and the Azure-Eyed True Lord were both exploring near the spaceship. It would take other Divine Eye Clan True Lords at least several hundred years to reach the Path of the Molten Core, so they could easily notify them along the way. In the same First Cycle Era, a gigantic skeleton—the Skeleton Lord—whose body was cast like dark golden glass and whose eye sockets burned with ghostly blue soul fire, was slowly awakening from its billions of years of slumber.

"Hehehe..." A chilling laugh that made one's teeth ache and seemed to grind bones echoed in the void. "That idiot, Rongshan, who relied on his tortoise shell to act arrogantly, actually has his day? He was chased by a junior like a stray dog ​​begging for help. He has really disgraced my first reincarnation era!"

He extended his bony finger, which gleamed with metallic luster, and gently touched the void in front of him, and the blurry battle image reappeared.

When he saw the eerie black blade light silently annihilate the raging attack of the Molten Mountain Demon God as if erasing all traces, the dark blue soul fire in his eye sockets suddenly flickered violently, revealing the unease in his heart.

"Hmm? This power..." The Skeleton Demon Lord abandoned his initial disdain, his soul fire burning fiercely, "is filled with extreme, irrational destruction... It doesn't resemble a divine power system, nor a pure law-based attack... It's more like... something more fundamental has been stirred up. This Void Blade Lord has probably stumbled upon an incredible opportunity!"

He immediately issued a summons to all the Skeleton Demon Lords who were active in the depths of the cosmic sea, especially in the vicinity of the spaceship: "Immediately put down your affairs and head towards the Path of the Molten Core!"

"Those arrogant fools from the Divine Eye Clan must have made their move too. We absolutely cannot let them monopolize the benefits! If necessary, we can temporarily set aside our prejudices and join forces with other interested parties to stir up trouble and get our hands on the inheritance first! Our Skeleton Clan must get a share of this opportunity!"

Compared to the eagerness and determination of the two major powers in the first cycle era, the reactions from the two holy land universes were more detached and cautious, but their attention was not diminished at all.

On Purple Moon Cliff in the Purple Moon Holy Land, the Purple Moon Ancestor was listening to his subordinates' reports. In front of him, on a light screen constructed with divine power, the intermittent battle footage was being played repeatedly.

"This..." The Purple Moon Ancestor could not hide his shock. He instantly recognized the true meaning of destruction contained in the sword intent of Zhou Heng's clone. He had been a Void True God for a long time and had been working hard to break through to the Eternal True God.

To become an eternal true god, one must comprehend a trace of the true meaning of the fundamental Dao.

"What right does this guy have to have such good fortune? Damn it."

He pondered for a moment, then ordered, "Juehua, you are in charge of this matter. You must bring that inheritance back to me."

"I will obey the ancestor's command." Upon hearing this, True God Juehua felt a headache coming on. What was he, a True God without a small universe, anyway? But being in the Purple Moon Holy Land, he had no choice but to bow and accept the order. He then disappeared and began to mobilize manpower.

In the Eastern Emperor's Holy Land, beneath the ancient ancestral tree that seemed to support the entire universe and was filled with endless life force, the Eastern Emperor Ancestor exuded a gentle yet powerful life force, forming a stark contrast to the destructive black sword light in the image.

"A young man who wields such extreme destructive power... yet he has achieved such accomplishments at the level of the Lord of the Universe. Interesting, truly interesting." The Eastern Emperor Ancestor's eyes were filled with envy.

"If I could obtain this inheritance, I would definitely be able to advance further, and perhaps even become an eternal true god immediately. However, this child has already become a force to be reckoned with, and Bei Zhen and the others are probably no match for him. There is nothing I can do about it."

He quickly issued his instructions, his tone as calm as ever: "We need not participate in the struggle on this trip, but rather observe the situation. If the Lord of the Void Blade is not a bloodthirsty and violent person, and is willing to communicate, we can show goodwill at the appropriate time and express our Holy Land's intention to make friends. The Holy Land has a long history, and we should not compete for short-term gains. Making a good relationship is more important than obtaining a legacy."

……

The waves of the cosmic sea had just begun to rise, and the human realm was also in an uproar—the first Heavenly Court Genius Battle was nearing its end.

A sudden commotion arose among the crowd in front of the suspended light screen at Nantianmen Square.

In the scene on the seventh floor of the fourth trial tower, a flash of azure light appeared, and the massive body of the Zerg Queen collapsed to the ground. Immediately afterwards, a figure enveloped in pale golden psychic power steadily stepped into the fifth trial tower.

Luo Feng would stay on each level for ten days before completely defeating his opponent and advancing to the next level.

"Ooh~" A casual yawn broke the silence of the square. Ling Feng leaned against the floating gilded chair, one leg casually resting on the armrest, showing no trace of the majesty of a top expert. "Big brother, which one do you think the old man will take a liking to this time? In my opinion, this year's geniuses are just so-so, none of them can catch his eye, right?"

Despite this, a hint of arrogance was hidden in Ling Feng's eyes.

Back then, neither he nor Ling Shuang possessed top-tier talent, but thanks to their status as "sons of the Flame Emperor," resources flowed in like a river. Now, having advanced to the level of a Universe Venerable at a young age, their vision is naturally exceptionally high.

Even when faced with geniuses whose talents far surpassed his own, he never truly took them to heart—not out of contempt, but because he fundamentally believed that these people were destined to never reach his level. Even Bolan, who was currently performing the best in the Trial Tower, was, in his eyes, merely a "seedling who had barely touched the threshold of the Venerable," still a hundred thousand miles away from becoming a true Cosmic Venerable.

Ling Shuang sat upright in the main seat, her posture as straight as a pine tree. Upon hearing this, she merely glanced at her third brother and said in a calm and unwavering tone, "You were the one who insisted on being the host in the first place, and now you find it boring."

His gaze never left the central light screen, as if he were searching for something.

"I'm just concerned about the old man's disciple!" Ling Feng sat up straight, pointing to Bolan's figure on the light screen. "Look at that Bolan, his talent in spatial laws is indeed good, but that's about it. As for the others..."

Just then, a strong voice rang out: "I think that little fellow from the Qianwu Universe Kingdom is quite promising."

As Ling Xuan's direct bloodline ancestor and teacher, he held a transcendent position in the Heavenly Court and rarely appeared in public. Upon hearing that the Heavenly Court was holding a battle of geniuses and that Emperor Yan intended to take on more disciples, he made a special trip to come and test his most prized disciple.

"Ancestor, are you talking about Rong Jun?" Ling Feng sat up straight instantly, a hint of interest flashing in his eyes.

He knew very well how discerning Venerable Zhulong was; those who could be named by the Ancestor were by no means ordinary people.

Venerable Zhulong slowly shook his head, a gentle smile on his lips: "Although Rong Jun inherited Yan Feng's bloodline and embarked on the path of creating his own secret techniques at a young age, and his temperament is quite resilient, his talent is ultimately limited, and his personality is too honest and straightforward, lacking flexibility, making it difficult for him to reach the top."

"No way?" Ling Feng's eyes widened in disbelief. He pointed at Luo Feng, who had just stepped into the fifth tower on the light screen, and his voice rose several decibels. "The one you're rooting for, is it that Luo Feng? The one who dawdles and takes ten days to make a move on each floor?"

The more he talked, the more unbelievable it seemed, and he bombarded the questions with a barrage of criticism: "What makes him think he can improve his ranking by staying in the tower for a few more days? If he wants to cultivate properly, wouldn't it be better to finish clearing all the towers as soon as possible, find a quiet place to cultivate in seclusion, and achieve better results?"

The immortals from various universes watching below nodded in agreement.

So far, only Rong Jun and Luo Feng from the Qianwu Universe Kingdom have made it to the fifth tower, and another person has barely squeezed into the top 7300. But in the eyes of a Venerable like Ling Feng, those achievements are not even enough to meet the threshold for entering the Heavenly Court, let alone be valued so highly by Venerable Zhulong.

(End of this chapter)