Zerg Lord of the Devouring Stars

自此，华夏京都时间，2057年3月29日晚上22:56分。

Jiang Chen began to practice the secret technique of the Master of Control, "Basic 312 Styles". Being locked in this crystal house, Jiang Chen devoted all his energy to it.

This remnant of civilization has food and water provided. The rest of the time is spent completely immersed in this basic training!

Upon beginning his practice, Jiang Chen discovered the profound depth and complexity of the "Basic 312 Forms," ​​which far surpassed the "Celestial God Records" in terms of complexity and profundity.

The "Celestial Gods' Records" is merely a thing of this earth, while this "Basic 312 Style" is a fundamental secret technique under the rule of an immortal in the universe.

The two are naturally not comparable.

The "Illustrated Record of the Celestial Gods" is dry and boring, and even after practicing it, there is very little progress.

However, after practicing the "Basic 312 Styles", Jiang Chen's ability to control the blade improved rapidly, a speed that shocked even Jiang Chen himself.

……

"boom!"

"We've already used 16 blades, but... it's still not enough."

Inside the crystal room, Jiang Chen, with a stubble-covered face, stared at the crystal wall. There were no cracks on the crystal wall, and the sixteen blades that had struck the crystal wall flew back into the Sky Shuttle.

"Sixteen blades in total, each with an impact force exceeding 50 kilograms, and a total impact force exceeding 800 million kilograms, are still far from enough."

However, Jiang Chen was not discouraged or frustrated. He knew that this was because his brain capacity was larger than Luo Feng's.

Luo Feng's talent was only fully revealed after he possessed the Golden Horned Beast. Now he is a genius mentalist on Earth, but he is not well-known in the universe. There are many apprentices with a brain capacity greater than his.

"Continue your training!"

Jiang Chen immersed himself once again in "Basic 312 Techniques". Only a month and a half had passed since he went from controlling 13 blades to controlling 16 blades.

……

The underground base at the entrance of Ancient Civilization Site No. 9.

"It's been three months!"

The old man in the red robe shook his head and sighed, "For three whole months, Jiang Chen hasn't come out. Let's inform the Limitless Martial Arts Academy of this."

"yes!"

Numerous staff members at the base sent messages.

At this moment, Jiang Chen, inside the crystal room, is still striving to break through his limits.

"boom!"

With a thought, Jiang Chen unleashed an invisible yet powerful mental force, conjuring up 18 curved blades that danced around him before transforming into 18 streaks of light that suddenly converged and bombarded the crystal wall.

"Eighteen of them, each with a force of over 500,000 kilograms, adding up to an impact force of over 9 million kilograms. Even a high-level war god wearing the Black God Suit would probably be blasted to death by the internal organs if attacked too many times."

"But...it's still not enough."

Jiang Chen shook his head, his beard unkempt, looking very slovenly.

There's only enough water for us to drink; forget about taking a bath!

"Fortunately, fearing I would end up in the same situation as Luo Feng, I directly assigned myself as number zero and had already prepared a message. I believe the email has already arrived."

……

Just three months after Jiang Chen's Qiankun-class intelligent fighter jet arrived, an email was sent from inside the jet to Jiang Chen's parents.

It's the weekend, and Jiang Chen's parents are taking his younger brother and sister shopping in the Mingyue residential area.

People coming and going greeted Jiang Chen's parents with smiles and complimented his adorable younger brother and sister.

Now, everyone in Mingyue Community knows that the once naive martial arts newbie has become a big shot at the Extreme Martial Arts Academy.

This is—the God of War!

"Beep beep beep".

Jiang Chen's father, Jiang Mingchao, and mother, Luo Xinyin, heard the sound coming from their hands and picked it up with a smile.

Jiang Mingchao chuckled and said to Wu Tong, who was strolling with them, "It's probably from Xiao Chen. He hasn't contacted us for three months. I wonder what he's been up to."

Wu Tong said with a smile, "Jiang Chen is now a pillar of the Extreme Martial Arts Academy, so it's normal for him to be busy."

Jiang Chen's father nodded with a smile. Ever since Jiang Chen became a martial artist, he often had a smile on his face, and the family's life had gotten better and better.

Not only in spirit, but also physically, they had reached the level of intermediate warriors after consuming a small amount of "Millennial Black Root".

However, they were all too old, didn't know any fighting techniques, and wouldn't go to the wilderness to fight monsters.

In short, Jiang Chen and his family are very satisfied with their current life.

"Let me see... Oh, it's an email." Jiang Mingchao smiled and clicked to open the email. "That's right, it's from Xiao Chen."

As he watched, Jiang Mingchao's expression changed, becoming serious, and his hands trembled.

"...Stranded somewhere, unable to return, and it might take several months?"

Wu Tong, who had been smiling, noticed Jiang Mingchao's expression change and quickly asked, "What's wrong?"

"Take a look..." Jiang Mingchao handed it over with trembling hands.

Wu Tong took the book with a serious expression and read it carefully.

At this moment, Luo Xinyin, the mother, also finished reading. Her face was filled with grief as she cried out, "What should we do? Is my son in danger?"

The younger siblings also became nervous, sensing that something was wrong, especially since it concerned their older brother, Jiang Chen.

"Don't worry, nothing will happen." After reading it, Wu Tong comforted him, "Jiang Chen is now a War God, and not just any ordinary War God, he's incredibly powerful."

"Besides, as a big shot at the Extreme Martial Arts Academy, if something happens to him, the Extreme Martial Arts Academy will definitely inform us."

Hearing Wu Tong say this, Jiang Chen's parents were relieved for a moment, but they were still uneasy.

At this moment, people from the Limitless Martial Arts Academy suddenly arrived. Jiang Chen's teacher, Jiang Fang, was followed by another girl. There were also four other people with them, namely Chairman Zhou and three supervisors from the Limitless Martial Arts Academy's Jiangnan base city.

The beautiful woman at the head of the group bowed and said, "Mr. Jiang, Mrs. Luo, I am Jiang Chen's teacher, Jiang Fang."

"I'm here today to inform you of some news."

"We at the martial arts school suspect that your son, Jiang Chen, is dead, so we informed you both," Jiang Fang said in a low voice, a hint of sadness in her eyes.

This was his most proud and talented disciple, who had made rapid progress and was now even stronger than her, but now her fate was unknown.

"No!" Mother Luo Xinyin's eyes widened, her body went limp, and she almost collapsed.

Jiang Mingchao reacted quickly and managed to catch him, while Wu Tong, who was standing next to him, was also stunned and didn't know how to deal with it.

The two younger siblings were terrified, their faces pale and their eyes filled with tears.

"No, no." Jiang Mingchao showed the email on the communicator to Jiang Fang and said quickly, "Look, my son Jiang Chen said himself that he is just trapped in one place, but he is not dead. He will be out in a few months."

"What?" Jiang Fang's expression changed as she carefully read the email, her face showing shock.

This message was also relayed to the museum owner, Hong.

"How's it going? Have you figured it out?" Hong, the man in black, stood silently in the quiet room and spoke calmly.

"Yes, Master." A cold electronic voice suddenly sounded, "This email was not sent from Ancient Civilization Ruins No. 9, but from Jiang Chen's Qiankun-class intelligent fighter jet."

"It must have been pre-programmed by War God Jiang Chen."

"Pre-programmed?" The man in black, Hong, looked somewhat puzzled.

When Jiang Chen was trapped in the ruins for three months, he felt a pang of heartache, after all, this was someone he thought could become his right-hand man in the future.

However, they have now stumbled into a ruin that poses little danger to mentalists.

However, another piece of news he now knows has left him puzzled and somewhat confused.

How did Jiang Chen know that he would be trapped inside the ruins?

Was he really not dead, or were those just words to comfort his family?

……

On July 25, 2057, which was about four months after Jiang Chen was trapped in the crystal room.

Within the labyrinth, there are crystal rooms that are crystal clear and beautiful, yet they are even tougher than the scales of a king-level monster.

It has trapped Jiang Chen for nearly four months.

"Boom!"

With a deafening roar, streaks of light pierced through the walls of the crystal room, and a tall, dark figure excitedly emerged.

"Finally out."

"Phew, it took more than three months and a full 22 blades to break through this crystal house!"