Swallowing the Stars: I Have a Primordial Dao Seed

It was the early morning of the thirteenth day in World Sixty-Six.

There are only 592 participants left in the 66th World Zone, and some World Zones have already finished their competitions.

At this moment, the number of participants in the entire world had dwindled to 592. Looking at other world regions, some had already completed the preliminary selection, and the rest had entered the final stages. Zhou Yuan was currently in a muddy swamp, engaged in fierce combat with a group of Xijing tribe aliens.

The Xijing Clan was originally an insignificant ordinary race in the universe, but through repeated enhancements in the virtual universe, this alien race has touched the threshold of the water origin law and the space origin law.

Their bodies resemble giant octopuses, with thorny tentacles capable of cleaving boulders at will, and the water they spew contains a bone-chilling cold that is enough to freeze the primal force of a ninth-tier universe powerhouse.

"Pfft—" Zhou Yuan's Broken Mountain Blade slashed down heavily, the earthen-yellow blade energy colliding with the water curtain of the Xijing Clan, stirring up a sky full of water mist. The alien races of today are no longer comparable to those in the early stages, and are no longer opponents that he can defeat with a single strike. Each kill requires precise swordsmanship combined with the suppression of laws.

"I can't use my ultimate move anymore; the virtual body's recovery speed is too slow," Zhou Yuan thought to himself.

He hasn't stopped fighting since yesterday, and his Force has been greatly depleted. If he rashly uses secret techniques, he might be put on the defensive when he encounters a powerful enemy later.

He could only conceal his aura and fight in the most energy-efficient way, each strike precisely aimed at the vital points of the Xijing Clan, the heavy power of the Earth Origin Law gradually eroding the alien race's defenses.

The viewing area in outer space of World Zone 66 was already packed with representatives from various forces and powerful onlookers.

As everyone stared at the decreasing number of participants on the screen, they all knew that the preliminary round was about to end, and the focus of the discussion remained on Zhou Yuan.

"Knife God Zhou Yuan is truly powerful. While others are hiding from alien races and fleeing for their lives, he is still actively hunting them down!" A cosmic-level mercenary exclaimed, his tone filled with admiration.

"Look at his movements, the occasional phantom form he reveals—he's definitely cultivated the Myriad Transformations Technique! I wonder what level he's reached." The immortal family disciple next to him pointed at the screen, his eyes shining.

"He has comprehended the fundamental laws of earth and space, and his level of comprehension is even higher than mine. This kid's potential is simply unfathomable!" A world lord-level expert stroked his chin, a look of disbelief flashing in his eyes.

As time went by, the numbers on the screen kept changing:

510→509→508→507→506→505→504→503→502→501

The moment the number froze at 501, a dazzling beam of light suddenly lit up the sky over the entire Sixty-Sixth World District.

All the surviving contestants were enveloped by an invisible force and instantly teleported out of the elimination tournament world.

"The 66th World Zone Qualifier has ended!" The cold system notification sounded in the spectator area, announcing the official end of this brutal battle royale with nearly a million participants.

Zhou Yuan secured first place in the world region with an absolute advantage, his points being three times higher than the second place, a feat that shocked all onlookers.

……

Zhou Yuan only felt a blur before his eyes, and the next second he appeared high above the Purple Chen Continent. As soon as he steadied himself, the virtual communicator on his wrist began to vibrate wildly.

"Beep beep beep!" "Beep beep beep!" "Beep beep beep!" A series of call requests flooded in like a tidal wave, and the number of requests on the screen jumped wildly.

"Master, we have received 612 call requests so far, and then two more, making it 614 now, and it's still increasing!" Beibei's voice rang in my mind.

"Block all communications." Zhou Yuan looked at the densely packed application list, his head spinning.

He knew these were all calls from various powerful forces trying to recruit him, and there was no need to pay attention to them now. His target was the members of the Virtual Universe Company's Primal Secret Realm.

After saying that, Zhou Yuan severed the connection to the virtual universe, and his consciousness returned to reality.

"Hello, little guy." Just as Zhou Yuan's consciousness returned to reality, an unfamiliar voice suddenly rang out, startling him.

He looked up abruptly and saw a middle-aged man in a purple robe standing in the center of the room. He had a handsome face, deep eyes, and an aura of authority that commanded respect without anger.

"Little one, I am Zi Chen. You can call me King Zi Chen. Don't worry, I mean you no harm." The middle-aged man looked at the wary Zhou Yuan and smiled gently.

"Greetings, Your Majesty!" Zhou Yuan was startled and quickly bowed.

He was well aware of the Zi Chen Kingdom Lord's stature—universe kingdom lords were all high-level Venerables, high-ranking figures within the human race. A casual strike from him could kill countless others, which made Zhou Yuan take him seriously.

The King of Zichen waved his hand, indicating that Zhou Yuan did not need to be so polite.

He got straight to the point: "Little guy, you're quite good. I've come here to take you to the Purple Star Secret Realm. There are already quite a few alien races eyeing you. Although this is the base of the Cosmic Mercenary Alliance, the people here are mixed together, making it difficult to completely stop assassination attempts by alien races."

He paused, his gaze falling on Zhou Yuan with a hint of approval: "Your talent and potential will undoubtedly make you number one in this battle of the strong. Moreover, you are a genius that is rare even in millions or tens of millions of battles of the strong. You have a sliver of talent to reach my level, and we cannot allow the alien race to assassinate you."

Zhou Yuan's heart stirred; what the Zi Chen Kingdom Lord said indeed made sense. The alien races' assassination attempts on geniuses had never ceased; in the original novel, Luo Feng had been assassinated several times. It was normal for him to be targeted by the alien races after exposing his strength this time.

Moreover, the fact that the King of Zichen Kingdom personally came to pick him up demonstrates the importance the King of Zichen Kingdom attaches to him. With the King of Zichen Kingdom's protection, he can also avoid assassination attempts by foreign races.

Thinking of this, Zhou Yuan bowed again, his face showing gratitude: "Thank you for your kindness, Your Majesty! This junior is willing to follow Your Majesty to the Zichen Secret Realm."

The King of Zichen nodded in satisfaction, a hint of relief flashing in his eyes: "Alright, let's set off now."

Before he finished speaking, he raised his hand and waved it. The power of space enveloped Zhou Yuan. Zhou Yuan felt his body lighten and was then enveloped by a gentle force. The next second, he appeared in the planetary region of Continent Six.

The King of Zichen Kingdom casually summoned an immortal god from the world ring. This immortal god was nearly ten meters tall and covered with dark golden scales.

"Use the Divine Kingdom teleportation to the Purple Chen Secret Realm." The Purple Chen Kingdom Lord's tone was calm, yet carried an undeniable authority.

"I will obey my master's command." The immortal god of the alien race bowed his head respectfully, his voice hoarse like the friction of metal.

Oh~~~

A hazy, azure light, like the sea, enveloped the surroundings. Zhou Yuan and the Lord of Zichen Kingdom, who were enveloped by the light, could vaguely see the vast world at the end of the passage, which was the divine kingdom of this alien immortal god.

Whoosh!

The light suddenly contracted, and the three figures disappeared into the starry sky of Continent Six like shooting stars, leaving only a faint ripple of divine power.