Swallowing the Stars: Starting with the Primal Tenfold Talent

"Keep going!"

The next second, Meng Jingrong fell directly into an endless starry river.

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"How is this possible!" Venerable Qianwu was dumbfounded, not even caring about the loss of the two treasure points he had just lost.

The smile on the face of the Yuan Chen Kingdom King froze instantly.

When Meng Jingrong passed the sixteenth floor, he was overjoyed, thinking he could make a fortune from it.

Unexpectedly, in less than a minute, Meng Jingrong successfully conquered the seventeenth floor.

"17 floors? How old is he? This is outrageous!" The King of Ancient Wheel shook his head repeatedly, his face also filled with disbelief.

Unlike the shock of the crowd, the smile on the face of the Yanlong Kingdom Lord never disappeared when he saw Meng Jingrong pass the level so quickly, and his eyes and brows revealed his uncontrollable joy.

"I never thought we'd actually win!" The King of Yanlong laughed loudly, causing ripples to spread through the surrounding space.

"Old Dragon, did you know this beforehand? Otherwise, why would you have suppressed it by 17 layers?" Venerable Stele Relic turned to look at the King of Flame Dragon Kingdom.

"Well, a bet's a bet." Venerable Qianwu then looked at the King of Yanlong Kingdom, with a hint of teasing, "But old dragon... you have to treat us today!"

"Everyone!"

The King of Yanlong laughed heartily, in high spirits: "After we finish the trial, let's go to the Hongmeng Time-Space Tavern. Plenty of food and wine... Everyone, drink to your heart's content!"

The King of Yanlong was very generous.

I won about ten treasure points in one go, and with some food and drinks, it didn't cost me much money at all.

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Within the plane of the Sky Bridge.

Meng Jingrong was unaware that he had helped the Lord of Yanlong Kingdom win more than ten treasure points.

At this moment, he is suspended in the Milky Way, facing a new round of choices.

"This time, I choose the mentalist—the illusionist!" Meng Jingrong said solemnly.

"Phew~~~"

A large number of purple light spots floated out from the Milky Way and condensed into a human figure once again. This time, the purple-clad person also stood on the Xuan Yu Luan Pan and carried the light blue Yun Chi Huan Pan on his back.

"Your Highness Meng Jingrong, it is my honor to meet a Domain Lord-level challenger." The gatekeeper hovered above the starry river, exuding an elegant and composed demeanor.

"It's an honor for me to fight against the guardian of the 18th floor," Meng Jingrong replied with a smile.

"I must remind Your Highness that only those who have comprehended one of the three major branches of the laws of spacetime and whose soul will has reached the level of a King can possibly pass my test."

The man in purple was very elegant. "However, I will let Your Highness experience firsthand just how terrifying a Soul Master who has stepped into the threshold of becoming a King truly is."

The moment the words left his mouth.

The guardian's aura surged, and a vast spatial illusion spread out like a tidal wave, instantly enveloping Meng Jingrong in the distance.

The scene before Meng Jingrong suddenly changed. Time began to flow backward and disordered. Space folded into layers into a cage, and countless illusory stars, illusory killings, and illusory past events flashed by one by one.

Strands of corrosive power originating from his soul pierced his sea of ​​consciousness like fine needles, aiming to stir up his obsessions, fears, and inner demons, and imprison him directly in this endless cycle of reincarnation.

"hehe."

Meng Jingrong chuckled softly, and a wisp of 'chaotic power' quietly emerged from his body. He casually slashed his fingertip across the void.

Wherever his fingertips passed, the raging turbulence of time instantly subsided, and the solid spatial cage shattered inch by inch like a mirror!

All the illusory scenes vanished like bubbles, leaving no trace!

The next instant, Meng Jingrong saw the purple figure in the distance again.

"How is this possible!" The purple-clad man, who had remained calm and elegant throughout, suddenly changed his expression. "Even if one's soul has broken through to the King-level, it's impossible to instantly see through an illusion!"

"The one I fear least is a master of the soul," Meng Jingrong said with a slight smile.

"kill!"

The previously elegant figure in purple suddenly flashed a sharp glint in their eyes and uttered a low shout, "Soul Secret Technique—'Azure Nether Thorn'!"

A colorless and invisible cone-shaped soul attack instantly entered Meng Jingrong's sea of ​​consciousness.

However, within Meng Jingrong's sea of ​​consciousness, a wisp of 'chaotic power' enveloped his soul, making it incredibly stable. The Azure Nether Thorn was like a mud ox sinking into the sea, unable to stir up the slightest ripple.

"I've already said, soul attacks are useless against me."

Meng Jingrong spoke calmly, his inner force erupting suddenly, and he drew the Zhenyuan Spear horizontally through the air.

The power of countless stars and the laws of spacetime converged wildly along the body of the Zhenyuan Spear, instantly transforming into a nebula-like rainbow that stretched across the void.

The spear's light, a blend of pale purple and dark gold, resembled a reversed galaxy.

Wherever the spear passed, space folded and time seemed to freeze slightly, and the entire galaxy was enveloped in the light of the spear.

"The first move of the Galaxy Strategy—Nebula Piercing the Sun!" Meng Jingrong said in a deep voice.

At this moment, the purple-clad gatekeeper also unleashed his full power!

Behind him, a pale blue cloud-like dragon-shaped disc unleashed 10081 shadow blades. The densely packed shadow blades intertwined and condensed in the void to form a gigantic phantom of a dragon thousands of kilometers long!

"Cloud Dragon Illusion Disc, Second Form - Dragon Shattering the Realm!"

The moment the giant dragon was formed, an invisible and intangible spiritual force swept past Meng Jingrong.

This time, however, protected by a wisp of 'chaotic power,' the illusion was as gentle as a breeze, and it couldn't even pull Meng Jingrong into it.

The dragon raised its head and roared, its enormous tail lashing out at Meng Jingrong, shattering the void in its wake.

The next instant, two world-destroying attacks collided with a deafening roar!

The dazzling, blazing nebula-like spear beam pierced the sun and collided first with the ferocious dragon tail that swept across the battlefield.

"boom--!!"

A deafening roar exploded, echoing throughout every inch of the eighteenth level of the Sky Bridge.

The energy shockwave spread wildly in all directions from the point of impact, like ripples on water, and the nebula dissipated wherever it passed.

The purple-gold starlight spear and the pale blue dragon tail collided violently, the violent energy waves clashing wildly, tearing at each other and annihilating one another.

The void collapsed on a large scale, and dark spatial cracks spread rampantly, tearing apart the entire star field like a spider web.

The turbulent currents of time surged wildly, the chaotic flow of time distorting and blurring everything around, and the violent aftershocks swept in all directions, even causing distant stars to explode.

"Hiss hiss hiss!"

The spear's edge was blocked layer by layer, its speed slowed down, but it still pressed forward relentlessly, piercing the dragon's tail bit by bit, inch by inch, with great difficulty.

The dragon scales crumbled inch by inch, and the pale blue dragon body phantom continued to twist.

After a stalemate lasting several breaths, the enormous phantom of the dragon finally collapsed and dissipated.

At this moment, the power of the spear light was reduced to one-hundredth, but its speed soared again, like a river of starlight. The man in purple had no time to escape. The spear light swept across and directly turned into a sky full of starlight.

The Skybridge has reached the 18th floor!

Meng Jingrong was panting heavily, but his eyes were bright.

He knew that if he chose to be either a martial artist or a controller, with his current strength, he would have no chance of passing through.

And the illusionist was precisely the one he had a firm grip on.

The power of chaos, combined with his king-level soul will, made him completely immune to all the gatekeeper's soul techniques.

A Soul Master who has lost the ability to attack with his soul is like a tiger without teeth and claws, his strength greatly diminished.

As expected, even though the power of his "Star River Strategy" secret technique was only close to the threshold of becoming a king, he was still able to defeat this gatekeeper head-on.

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"Wow, we actually passed the 18th floor?"

The ruler of Yanlong Kingdom, Zhang Dazui, was stunned for a long time.

"It feels a bit unreal."

Many cosmic venerables could not believe it.

Even the usually composed Palace Master of Heartmark Palace was slightly taken aback at this moment, a hint of surprise flashing in her originally calm eyes.

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The cosmic-level geniuses standing on the island were utterly shocked.

After all, among this group of geniuses, the one currently ranked first, 'Luochen', only managed to pass the 8th floor despite his best efforts.

Even including the "Liepan" who broke through to the Hengxing level, there are only 9 people who can pass the seventh level.

"The gap is just too big," Cang Tu sighed, his tone tinged with helplessness.

Cao Xuanzhi was ten meters tall, with a single black horn between his eyebrows and inverted triangular eyes. His brows were furrowed, and he said jealously, "Damn it, I've only made it through seven levels, not even a fraction of his level! What kind of monster is this Meng Jingrong?!"

"From now on, I won't compete with those two freaks anymore." Luo Chen, dressed in a white robe, muttered to himself as he stood there. "Just pretend they don't exist, so as not to discourage myself."

After passing through the 18-story Sky Bridge, Meng Jingrong then conquered the Domain Lord-level Sky Mountain, gaining another 30 billion points.

However, these 30 billion points can only be used by those who have reached the Realm Lord level.

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The Northern Sea Universe Kingdom.

Guanlan Star, Fengyu Marquis's Residence.

At this moment, deep within the main hall of the Fengyu Marquis's mansion, a chilling aura permeated every corner as if it were a tangible presence.

Feng Yuhou sat upright on the throne, his sinister face slightly distorted with shock.

"How is that possible!"

The gasp was tinged with a barely perceptible tremor.

"He's only a Domain Lord level, how could he possibly have passed the 18th level of the Sky Bridge!" Feng Yuhou found it unbelievable.

You should know that he was once a super genius in the virtual universe company "Starry Sky Secret Realm", so he naturally knows what passing through the 18th floor of the Bridge to Heaven means!

The 18-story Heavenly Bridge represents a profound understanding of the laws, a sign that one has reached the level of becoming a King-level Immortal.

Even now, having advanced to immortality, he can only barely pass the 17th level.

"Feng'er, your father is incompetent and ultimately unable to avenge you."

Feng Yuhou murmured softly, his voice filled with endless regret and self-reproach.

When he arrived at Ziwei Star, all he saw was a desolate, deserted star.

In a fit of rage, he destroyed the Purple Star.

Even so, it was difficult to quell even a fraction of the anger and pain in his heart.

Then, relying on his authority in the Ministry of Commerce, Mu Chen followed the slightest clues and, after thirty years, finally found Hei Zhi, who had fled to the edge of the human race's territory.

Unfortunately, the black-haired creature was merely a soul servant, and he ultimately gained nothing.

Finally, when Mu Chen finally tracked down Meng Jingrong, the latter had already hidden in Mother Ancestor City.

"If only it could have been ten years earlier!"

A deep sense of resentment and bitterness flashed in Mu Chen's eyes, and the air in the hall seemed to freeze.

Unfortunately, it was too late; there was no chance left.

A resolute glint flashed in Mu Chen's eyes, and a fake smile appeared on his face. "At this moment, the most important thing I should do is go and apologize to His Highness Jingrong."

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