Swallowing the Stars: Starting with the Primal Tenfold Talent

Day 19 of the qualifiers.

In the 36th World Zone of the Universe, at the foot of the snow-capped mountains, new guests have arrived once again.

God of Slaughter – "Cang Tu".

This is the first person from the Flame Dragon Holy Land to achieve a cosmic-level breakthrough.

His talent was unparalleled in the Flame Dragon Universe Kingdom, and even attracted the attention of the Flame Dragon Kingdom's ruler.

The great ruler who lived through countless eras once publicly placed high hopes on him, stating that he could break into the top ten in the finals of the strongest warriors, and even had the strength to challenge for the championship.

The king's approval propelled Cang Tu's confidence to its peak.

In his eyes, a king who had seen all the storms of life and understood the ways of the world never made a wrong judgment.

And I am destined to shine brightly on this field.

quiet!

The moment Cang Tu appeared, the entire foot of the snow mountain fell silent.

Hundreds of thousands of cosmic-level contestants turned their heads to look in one direction almost simultaneously.

Cang Tu was handsome, but his face was expressionless. He carried a long sword that gleamed with a cold blue light on his back and walked slowly through the thick snow.

His steps appeared slow, yet they concealed an indescribable, eerie rhythm.

With each step, it seemed to resonate with heaven and earth; in just a few steps, it traversed thousands of meters, silently arriving before everyone's eyes.

Standing at the foot of the mountain, Cang Tu's cold eyes slowly swept over the gathered crowd, his gaze calm and unwavering, as if the hundreds of thousands of universe-level powerhouses before him were nothing more than insignificant snow beneath his feet, not worth the slightest sympathy.

"God of Slaughter!"

"The God of Slaughter, Cang Tu!"

"The strongest cosmic-level being in the Flame Dragon Universe Kingdom! The undisputed number one!"

After a brief silence, discussions arose at the foot of the mountain.

Even those who were unaware of Cang Tu's formidable reputation instantly understood the terrifying nature of the newcomer upon catching a glimpse of the flaming dragon mark simultaneously displayed on the arm guard screen.

"Tell me, between the God of Slaughter and Emperor Jing, who is stronger?"

Someone in the crowd asked in a low voice.

"It's hard to say, but if they fight, it will definitely be spectacular!"

Those nearby immediately echoed, their eyes filled with anticipation.

The noise at the foot of the mountain disturbed Meng Jingrong, who was sitting quietly on the mountaintop.

He slowly opened his eyes, his gaze piercing through the swirling snow, and looked with great interest at the handsome figure surrounded by admirers at the foot of the mountain.

"The God of Slaughter, Cang Tu?"

Meng Jingrong softly uttered the name, then casually poured a cup of sake from the wine pot beside him and sipped it alone.

Brother Jing.

Cang Tu looked up, his gaze piercing through the wind and snow, and looked at Meng Jingrong on the mountaintop. He said loudly, "Isn't it boring to drink alone? How about I have a drink with you?"

"Alright, please." Meng Jingrong replied with a smile.

He casually poured another cup of sake, and with a flick of his wrist, the jade cup filled with sake rose into the air, drifting leisurely towards Cangtu at the foot of the mountain, following the path of the wind and snow.

Seeing this, Cang Tu's hand emitted a strange, eerie light of blue and silver, and he steadily grabbed the flying wine cup.

"Thump!"

A soft sound, so faint it was almost drowned out by the wind and snow.

The next moment, the entire venue fell silent.

That seemingly ordinary jade cup

Like piercing through a thin mist,

It pierced through Cang Tu's palm without any hindrance.

In his horrified gaze, the wine glass continued its momentum, piercing straight through Cang Tu's chest.

There was no roar, no explosion, no earth-shattering collision.

Like popping a bubble.

The arrogance, confidence, and disdain on Cang Tu's face...

Frozen instantly.

He looked down at the bloody hole in his chest, his eyes filled with utter horror and bewilderment.

"impossible……"

Before he could finish speaking, his tall body crashed to the ground.

Within moments, it was completely covered by the swirling blizzard.

Vanished without a trace...

This scene struck everyone like a thunderbolt.

"What...what just happened?"

"The God of Slaughter, Cang Tu... is gone just like that?!"

A faint trembling sound gradually spread through the crowd, and many people even thought they were under an illusion.

"Could it be that the virtual universe system has malfunctioned and let in a World Lord-level powerhouse?"

A cosmic-level expert from the Flame Dragon Dojo rubbed his eyes, his voice trembling.

At the summit, Meng Jingrong took a sip of wine, a slight smile unconsciously appearing on his lips.

"It seems... I used a little too much force."

He shook his head slightly, his tone carrying a barely perceptible hint of apology.

Then, he looked down at the light screen on his arm guard and saw that the number of Flame Dragon Marks displayed on the screen had increased by nearly ten thousand...

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The 30th day of the qualifiers was also the final day of the competition.

The Star-Rated World Zone.

As darkness faded, dawn broke.

The entire city remained shrouded in deathly silence, with only the rubble being blown by the wind, making soft, rustling sounds.

"I've finally found you, Lei Yu!"

Lin Youfeng's combat boots crunched on the pebbles on the ground as he looked down at the screen on his arm guard, a smile appearing on his face.

He unleashed his Force, tilting his head back and roaring, "Thunder Prison!"

The roar, carrying with it a violent surge of primal force, exploded like thunder, instantly engulfing the entire ruined city and even surging out of the city, reaching the distant wilderness.

Thunder Prison! Thunder Prison! Thunder Prison! ...

The echoes reverberated repeatedly among the empty buildings, lingering for a long time!

In the city, countless surviving contestants were stunned.

Thunder Prison?

Who dares to openly provoke Lei Yu?

On the rooftop of a skyscraper, a ragged, barefoot old man slowly opened his eyes and muttered to himself, "Who is it?"

He was dressed as an ascetic monk. Just as he stood up, a golden aurora streaked across the sky and landed on the roof of the building opposite.

"Who are you?"

Lei Yu glanced at the blackened red spots on the arm guard and spoke calmly.

They all call me "Gun Demon".

Lin Youfeng's voice was cold and sharp, "The current number one star-level expert of the Flame Dragon Dojo only has 5312 marks?"

Lei Yu frowned slightly, looked down at the number of marks on Lin Youfeng, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Lin Youfeng coldly scanned his surroundings.

In the distance, figures could be faintly seen emerging from the windows of residential buildings, in the corners of abandoned shopping malls, and in the shadows of streets.

Moreover, figures soared through the sky and landed between distant buildings to observe.

"It's Thunder Prison!"

"Who is the other one?"

"My God, he has 13375 Fiery Dragon Marks on his body, more than twice as many as Lei Yu!"

"This is definitely a top-tier expert from the cross-world zone!"

"This was so exciting! I never expected to see such a high-level showdown on the last day!"

Within a short period of time, a large number of experts gathered in some shopping malls and residential buildings several kilometers away from Lin Youfeng and Lei Yu, all quietly watching the battle.

This epic battle is probably the most spectacular showdown in this region.

……

Lin Youfeng and the barefoot old man stood on the top of two buildings, facing each other across the distance.

"Thunder Prison".

Thirty days of slaughter had instilled a chilling murderous aura in Lin Youfeng, and his voice was icy cold. "I fought my way through twelve world regions, killing nineteen Heng-star level experts who had stepped into the threshold of the Laws."

"They all say you're the strongest star-level being in the Flame Dragon Universe!"

Lin Youfeng paused slightly, his fighting spirit surging. "So, I've come."

"Without opponents, it's really boring." The barefoot old man smiled slightly, the wrinkles on his face smoothing out, a hint of anticipation flashing in his eyes. "I hope your strength can bring me some surprises!"

"Then stop talking nonsense!"

Lin Youfeng gave a low shout.

"boom!"

A dazzling golden light burst forth from his body, and a large amount of golden rays formed a golden stream that rushed straight towards Thunder Prison like lightning.

"boom!"

Lei Yu was instantly enveloped in dense purple lightning, and a cyan mace appeared in his hand.

"clang--"

The golden light and the green mace collided with a deafening roar, creating a sonic boom that instantly transformed into a hurricane that swept across all directions.

The two separated after a brief encounter, but then immediately resumed their lightning-fast battle.

Both were top geniuses at the Hengxing level, with profound knowledge of the laws. Jin Zhirui and Lei Zhilie clashed wildly, and for a time they were evenly matched, with neither able to suppress the other.

"Lei Yu, is that all you've got?"

Lin Youfeng roared angrily, and the golden light of his spear surged, crashing down like Mount Tai.

"very good."

A hint of approval flashed in Lei Yu's eyes. The Thunder Law within his body erupted completely, and a green mace appeared in his palm. The two maces, like dragons emerging from the sea, fiercely met the spear.

clang--!

A deafening explosion erupted, and a shockwave even more violent than before spread outwards.

Spiderweb-like cracks are faintly visible on the walls of the surrounding skyscrapers.

A visible shockwave emanated from the two individuals and spread outwards.

Lin Youfeng felt his arm go numb, and a surge of violent lightning power flowed into his body through the spear. Like a kite with a broken string, he crashed hard into the building below him.

"boom!"

The sturdy B9-level building collapsed with a deafening roar, sending plumes of smoke and dust billowing into the sky.

"Gun Demon, you're the first person in the qualifiers to force me to go all out." Lei Yu hovered in mid-air, his voice brimming with confidence.

Gold is supremely yang, extremely strong, and incomparably sharp!

Thunder, fierce and domineering, sweeps across the universe!

Although Jin Lei is also known for its ferocity in terms of laws, Lei Yu is clearly superior in a head-on confrontation.

"You...are indeed very strong!"

Lin Youfeng stood up from the chaotic ruins, a trace of crimson blood spilling from the corner of his mouth, but his eyes burning with fighting spirit.

All his previous battles had been easy crushing victories; this was the first time he had encountered such a terrifying opponent.

Based solely on the Law of Metal, he is no match for Lei Yu.

"You deserve my all!" Lin Youfeng stared at Lei Yu with eyes that seemed to sparkle like stars. "During the thirty days of the preliminary rounds, I was invincible with the Law of Gold... And now, I will use the Law of Gold Void at the same time, which can be considered as bringing this preliminary round to a perfect end."

"What?" Lei Yu's expression changed.

Before he finished speaking, Lin Youfeng's figure instantly split into nine, and the nine spatial avatars moved simultaneously, surrounding the barefoot old man from eight different directions.

Lei Yu narrowed his eyes, not daring to be careless in the slightest. The Thunder Law within his body was running wildly, and his double maces formed an impenetrable defensive net.

"Puff puff puff—!"

The five illusory bodies were shattered one after another by the mace wind, turning into nothingness.

At that very moment, an extremely bizarre spear shadow suddenly shot out from the void, like a deadly assassin in the dark night, grazing the gap between the intersecting maces and piercing through the inescapable net laid out by Lei Yu.

"Pfft—!"

The spear tip pierced straight through Lei Yu's chest and emerged from his back.

The barefoot old man stared intently at Lin Youfeng, his eyes filled with resentment. With his last ounce of strength, he transmitted his voice, "Gun Demon, next time... I will definitely not lose!!!"

Lin Youfeng flicked his wrist, and the violent Law of Metal surged into the spear tip, instantly destroying Lei Yu's heart.

Immediately, Lei Yu's eyes lost all light, and his body fell from the sky, crashing heavily to the ground.

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