Swallowing the Stars: Starting with the Primal Tenfold Talent

Beyond the Milky Way Star, in the dark and deep cosmos.

The Ice Peak Venerable concealed himself within the stardust transformed from a world ring, his aura completely hidden, making him appear like an ordinary speck of dust in the universe, undetectable to anyone.

While he was secretly protecting Meng Jingrong, a wisp of his consciousness had already infiltrated the virtual universe, closely monitoring Meng Jingrong's battle in the Ninth Heaven.

"The original path to heaven was not nearly as difficult as it is now." Venerable Ice Peak shook his head slightly, sighing inwardly.

According to the original plan, the path to heaven has nine levels, and the difficulty is roughly equivalent to the tenth level of the bridge to heaven. It is enough to filter out top geniuses, but it is not so terrifying.

Because of the sudden emergence of these two "little monsters," Meng Jingrong and Xi Yue, the Grandmaster modified the last two levels of the Path to Heaven, greatly increasing the difficulty.

The Ice Peak Venerable knew that every peerless genius, a once-in-a-billion-epoch talent, was extremely arrogant.

Perhaps that's why the grandmaster deliberately increased the difficulty to temper the two men's character.

"However, the other participants are unlucky," Venerable Ice Peak thought to himself. "The most outstanding geniuses who could reach the seventh level before can now only reach the fifth level at most."

As he pondered this, Venerable Ice Peak's eyes suddenly narrowed.

In the void outside of Yunhe Star.

A dark figure slowly stepped out of the void, its blood-red eyes fixed on the beautiful star in the distance.

"First, enslave his soul."

A flash of ferocity crossed Venerable Mingyou's eyes, though he still harbored a sliver of hope.

If luck is on your side, this clone can escape the human territory and make a fortune from this trip.

Just as Venerable Netherworld was about to make a move, an invisible, icy blue mist suddenly spread out, condensing into a boundless ice domain that enveloped the entire starry sky.

"Wanhanjie!"

Venerable Mingyou's expression changed drastically, and despair instantly welled up in his blood-red eyes.

The newcomer is the human Ice Peak Venerable!

The Ice Peak Venerable is incredibly powerful. With the help of the "Ten Thousand Cold Realm," a supreme treasure of the high realm, he once defeated a formal god general of the Ancestral God Sect in a head-on battle!

A finger appeared out of thin air, its tip swirling with an extremely faint yet powerful ice-based fundamental law that could freeze an entire starry sea.

Pointing out with one finger.

The void froze instantly.

click-

The dark scales on Venerable Mingyou's body crumbled inch by inch, the power of the laws froze instantly, and his body transformed into a crystal ice sculpture at a speed visible to the naked eye.

From the moment the Netherworld Venerable descended to the moment of utter silence, the entire process took only a fleeting instant.

The Ice Peak Venerable remained indifferent, lightly flicking his fingertips.

Boom—

The Netherworld Venerable, along with all his treasures and spatial imprints, shattered into countless ice shards, dissipating into the dark starry sky.

Not even a trace of soul or a breath remained.

The Ice Peak Venerable withdrew his gaze, concealed all his aura once more, retreated back into the World Ring, transformed into a speck of dust, and continued to hide in the Milky Way.

The dark starry sky was completely silent, as if nothing had ever happened.

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The Path to Heaven, the Ninth Heaven, the Ninth Netherworld.

Meng Jingrong hovered quietly in the sky, standing on the Divine Rift Weapon and holding the Abyss Suppressing Spear in his hand.

The Pan Shenbing and Yu Shenbing stood guard in front of them.

His eyes were filled with horror as he stared at the terrifying world before him.

An endless, chilling sea, filled with a chilling pressure, surrounds a massive island.

The island has a diameter of 1.0081 million kilometers.

In the very center of the island, a towering mountain stands straight up, its height reaching 99,999,000 feet, its jagged rocks resembling a giant sword piercing the sky.

A nine-colored waterfall cascades down from the mountaintop and plunges into a nine-colored icy pool below.

The Nine-Colored Cold Pool is extremely vast, occupying almost half of the island's area.

Meng Jingrong looked up and saw a giant tree on the high mountain that blocked out the sky.

The tree is 1500 million kilometers tall, with a trunk diameter of 3000 kilometers, and its canopy covers an area of ​​nearly 30 million kilometers.

Although the mountains are majestic and magnificent, they appear rather small in comparison to this giant tree.

"Rumble~~~"

A deafening explosion rang out.

The icy pool, composed of nine colors, surged with waves tens of thousands of kilometers high, and a colossal creature, spanning 120,000 kilometers in size, suddenly leaped out of the water.

It resembles a giant whale magnified to its maximum size, its entire body formed from nine-colored icy blue light mist, like a floating phantom of an iceberg.

Nine enormous ice crystal fins, each tens of thousands of kilometers in diameter, unfold like nine floating icebergs and ice peaks; with a single swipe of its fan-shaped tail, it can tear through space and stir up nine-colored ice waves!

It was enveloped in absolute zero cold air, and light would automatically distort when it got close, as if even space itself was frozen.

Even hundreds of thousands of kilometers away, Meng Jingrong could feel the bone-chilling cold that could freeze one's soul.

"Could this be a special life form of the Ancestral God Cult—the Cold Whale?"

Before Meng Jingrong could finish speaking, a bone-chilling cold instantly surged.

The nine-colored icy whale let out a roar that shook the entire Netherworld. Its massive tail swept across, carrying endless nine-colored ice waves, tearing through layers of space with a world-destroying force, and lashed fiercely at Meng Jingrong.

Space crumbled inch by inch beneath the giant tail, turning into countless fragments. Even light was completely swallowed up, leaving only deathly darkness and that overwhelming nine-colored ice light.

"Cosmic Abyss Star Rift!"

Meng Jingrong dared not hold back in the slightest. He frantically drew upon the power of space and time with the Zhenyuan Spear in his hand, carrying a terrifying force capable of tearing apart stars, and fiercely thrust it towards the Cold Whale.

This move is his most powerful killing move to date. If it were unleashed by an immortal being, it would be enough to easily annihilate a star.

The next instant, the giant tail of the frost whale collided violently with the enormous pillar of light formed from the spear.

"Boom—!"

A terrifying roar shook the entire Netherworld, the spear's edge shattered inch by inch, and Meng Jingrong's whole body trembled violently.

The Pan Shenbing instantly swelled to tens of feet in size, transforming into a heavy giant shield that stood firmly in front of him.

"Click—click—"

A series of crisp cracking sounds rang out.

Even though the Zhenyuan Spear had absorbed most of the impact, the remaining power still caused the surface of the Pan Shen Shield to be covered with dense cracks that continued to spread.

Meng Jingrong was violently thrown into the air by the immense force, his body gliding through the void for hundreds of thousands of kilometers like a kite with a broken string, before finally stabilizing himself by crashing into the trunk of a giant tree.

He looked down and saw that many parts of his body were frozen, his armor was cracking, and crimson blood was flowing from the corner of his mouth. As soon as it came into contact with the air, it was frozen into ice crystals by the surrounding cold air and shattered in the air.

"roar--!"

A deep, violent roar exploded from that mountain, which was nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine thousand feet high.

The entire island trembled violently, rocks tumbled down, the Nine-Colored Waterfall stopped flowing, and the Nine-Colored Cold Pool stirred up even more terrifying waves.

Even more terrifying is that this roar penetrates deep into the soul.

It was as if thousands of mountains had crashed into Meng Jingrong's mind at the same time. His mind exploded, his mental power instantly became chaotic and dissipated, his vision went black, his already severely injured body trembled violently, and blood gushed uncontrollably from his seven orifices.

The Law of Wood transformed into countless green light spots, slowly repairing Meng Jingrong's injuries.

He looked up and saw that the majestic mountain was slowly moving!

Amidst the collapse of rocks, this mountain miraculously came to life!

It was a terrifying life form whose entire body was covered in rock, reaching a height of 36 kilometers. Its eyes were like two dark red suns, and its limbs were as thick as pillars supporting the sky. Every step it took caused the entire Nine Netherworld space-time to tremble violently.

"What is this now?"

Meng Jingrong's eyes were filled with disbelief.

Just then, a huge shadow fell overhead.

Meng Jingrong felt as if he were trapped in a quagmire, and he could barely lift his head with all his might—the giant tree, which was 1500 million kilometers tall, finally moved.

Its branches, like agile giant pythons, each millions of kilometers long, lashed out at him furiously.

Where the branches passed, space distorted, the chill dissipated, leaving only the purest and most extreme power of spacetime.

"No--!"

Meng Jingrong used her last bit of strength to break free from the constraints of time and space, but the branch was already right in front of her.

In his dying moments, he caught a glimpse of a colossal humanoid creature formed from seawater in the distant, cold sea...

As Meng Jingrong's consciousness sank into darkness, the Frost Whale sank into the Nine-Colored Frost Pool, Tuoshan Zhen transformed back into a towering mountain, the branches of the World Tree ceased swaying, and the Nine Nether Sea returned to calm, as if the brutal massacre that had just occurred had never happened...

In a daze, a deafening voice resounded deep within Meng Jingrong's soul:

"Congratulations, Meng Jingrong, you have passed through the Eighth Heaven. Your journey to the heavens has come to an end."

"The universe is far larger than we can imagine; the starry sky is vast and full of unknowns and dangers."

"Virtual Universe Company uses the 'Road to Heaven' as a mirror to inform every genius who considers themselves exceptionally gifted—"

Do not become arrogant because of temporary success; do not become complacent because of some achievements!

The universe is vast; it nurtures both earth-shattering power and hidden dangers that can devour everything.

Reverence for the universe, reverence for life, reverence for every unknown.

May your future shine with your own unique brilliance...

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