Swallowing the Stars: Primordial Heavenly Dragon

Chapter 16 A Powerful Enemy Appears

"What kind of secret technique is this?"

The immortal demon said in great surprise.

As the smoke cleared, a giant golden dragon coiled upwards, protecting the members of the Qiuyan Squad.

Yan Yong sensed the danger the moment the opponent launched the attack, and with his innate secret technique activated on its own, he quickly stood in front of everyone.

However, time was ultimately limited, and there wasn't enough time to protect He Kong and Fei Yu behind them.

"Hahaha, that's great, everyone's alright, that's wonderful!" Seeing that her companions were all unharmed, Fei Yu burst into tears of joy and then collapsed.

"Everyone, come into my world ring." Yan Yong looked coldly at the demon immortal who had caused all this.

"Fire Dragon Boy, are you really okay? Why don't you take the brothers and retreat first, I'll hold them off." He Kong felt that only he, as a peak Immortal Army Lord, could hold off the enemy and buy time for his teammates to escape.

"Boss, trust me," Yan Yong said confidently. "Besides, one of these people is a Marquis-level Immortal, and he's also a member of the demon race's royal family, 'Ziqian Wanshe.' Only I can defeat them."

"Then I can't let you face this alone. You should take the brothers and leave quickly. I'll try to stall for a little longer," He Kong urged anxiously, and then prepared to burn his immortal divine power to fight.

"Boss, since we can't escape, let's fight side by side one last time." Yama refused to leave no matter what and stepped forward as well.

"Me too." The big black bear held an axe in both hands, but looked at Nico with a slightly worried expression.

"Hmph." Nico glanced back with red eyes, then resolutely summoned her telekinetic weapon.

"That's right. Since we're brothers, there's no question of anyone leaving to cover the retreat." The others also drew their weapons, showing no intention of fleeing.

"Hahaha, how touching." Ziqian Wanshe laughed mockingly. "What I like most is torturing and killing your team of loyal and devoted humans, watching you collapse as your cherished companions are torn apart bit by bit and stuffed into my mouth. Just thinking about it makes me feel incredibly satisfied."

The demon race wasn't in a hurry to make a move. Since they had already surrounded the area, their cruel nature made it the easiest way for them to derive pleasure from slowly torturing their opponents.

Having been in this universe for over three hundred years, Yan Yong's attitude towards alien races was simply that they were "non-human" beings to be trained in battle, just like a hunter treats its prey.

Today is the first time I've felt the position of being an "enemy," and the hatred in my heart is about to burn away my reason.

Over the past three hundred years, he had been playing and joking around with his teammates in the Qiuyan Squad, and he had almost forgotten which universe he came from. In this starry sky, strength reigns supreme, and only the strong can control their own destiny.

Even the "strongest in the universe" can only live for three reincarnation eras; a long period of comfortable life is not conducive to one's growth.

"Captain, weren't you curious because my fire laws are like what the primordial universe fed me?" Yan Yong suppressed his anger, stopped his teammates, and put the fallen Fei Yu into his world ring.

"In fact, the primordial universe did more than just feed me the complete laws of fire."

As he spoke, an overwhelming aura shot straight into the sky, and the surrounding space, which was originally like flowing water where people could move freely, began to freeze.

"This... such a powerful aura, far surpassing the aura of a Marquis or Immortal." He Kong and the others were shocked.

"Promise us, Fire Dragon, that if things go wrong, we will rush out of the World Ring immediately." Sensing this momentum, He Kong and the others no longer hesitated and quickly relaxed their bodies, allowing Yan Yong to collect them into the World Ring.

"What's going on? How come there's a King-level Immortal here? Could it have been hidden in this human's world ring all along?" Ziqian Wanshe and the others hadn't reacted yet, thinking that it was a human King-level Immortal who had been hiding in this team, and was the bodyguard of one of the important figures here.

Rather than believing that a realm lord could exude the aura of a king-level immortal, they were more inclined to believe that there was a hidden super genius of the human race here who could be closely protected by a king-level immortal.

"Demon race, you're lucky this time. I didn't conceal my World Lord aura beforehand." Yan Yong's figure slowly rose higher. Since he hadn't hidden his identity, he naturally needed to finish the battle quickly to prevent these demon race from realizing what was happening and exposing his information. After gaining his freedom, he still needed to conceal his identity and impersonate an immortal to fight on this extraterrestrial battlefield.

"hold head high."

A deafening dragon roar erupted from Yan Yong's mouth.

The divine light in the eyes of the nine immortal demons vanished instantly, turning them into a pile of corpses.

The Heavenly Dragon Eight Sounds, a secret innate technique, is just that domineering.

"You can come out now." Yan Yong released his teammates from the ring.

"So fast?" Yama exclaimed in disbelief as she looked at the pile of immortal corpses of the alien race.

"This is a soul attack? Fire Dragon, are you actually a super soul master?" The only illusionist in the team exclaimed in surprise, her slightly parted red lips exuding a faint charm.

"No, this is my innate secret technique. I had a fortuitous encounter before, which gave me the complete laws of fire and such a powerful innate secret technique." Yan Yong shook his head lightly.

"No wonder." All the previous strange occurrences seemed to have an explanation.

"Hahaha, Fire Dragon Brother, you've kept this from me, Old Bear, for so long!" The black bear, who had survived the ordeal, laughed loudly.

"Haha, Brother Fire Dragon has his own difficulties. This extraterrestrial battlefield is full of alien races. It would be bad if some powerful people noticed us." He Kong expressed his understanding.

"Exactly, not everyone is a big, stupid bear who can't keep his mouth shut." Nicole tugged at the black bear's clothes; she had almost given up hope just now.

"Thank you." The man of few words, Yan Shi, patted Yan Yong on the shoulder gratefully.

Qingshan held the unconscious Feiyu in his arms and said, "Brother Huolong, you saved my life this time. From now on, you can have as much 'Qingshan Soup' as you want."

"Get out." Yan Yong, who was already in a heavy mood, couldn't hold back any longer.

"Ha ha ha ha."

Seeing that Yan Yong had finally cheered up, everyone burst into laughter.

"Brother Fire Dragon, you single-handedly killed all nine Immortal Demons. Don't let us do it this time. We are all safe and sound thanks to you."

"Alright, then I won't be polite." Yan Yong put the nine immortal corpses of the demon race into his world ring. He hadn't thought much of the spoils of the World Lord team before, but the immortal team was still somewhat acceptable to him.

Knowing that his teammates definitely wouldn't want these spoils, Yan Yong didn't mince words.

As planned, the group returned to the military base in a triangular spaceship.

"Finally back! This time, I almost threw this bear meat away on the battlefield!" Back at the military base, the big black bear was the first to rush out of the spaceship and shout loudly.

Throughout the journey, Yan Yong kept thinking about whether to say goodbye to his teammates. The enemies they had encountered this time made him realize the importance of strength. But if he didn't say goodbye, even with his teammates' strength, he wouldn't dare to go to a battlefield like the "King's Meat Grinder" to hone his skills. If his own strength didn't improve, sooner or later a crisis beyond his capabilities would come, and by then it would be too late.

For three hundred years, he has received much help from his teammates, and even including his previous life, he is only about three hundred years old. The long-term interaction has made his feelings for these teammates exceptionally deep.

"Brother Fire Dragon, is something on your mind?" He Kong, the team's leader, asked with concern as he looked at Yan Yong, who had been silent the whole way.

"Nothing much, it's just that this demon race team we encountered was a bit exciting." Yan Yong forced a smile.

"Come to my room tonight," He Kong said, giving Yan Yong a deep look before finally speaking.

P.S.: The protagonist has gradually adapted to the battles in this extraterrestrial battlefield, and it's time to say goodbye to the Qiuyan Squad. Today's second chapter, plus tomorrow's first chapter, are all about saying goodbye. The most important part of this process is the protagonist's psychological transformation—the psychological shift from a transmigrator to a truly living, breathing person in this universe. Therefore, some readers might find the protagonist sentimental or cowardly, but without experiencing certain things, the protagonist cannot grow. Just as his goal in honing his skills in the extraterrestrial battlefield is to improve his abilities, the protagonist's character is inherently gifted with maxed-out physical talent, so both his skills and mental fortitude need to develop. Combat can only hone skills; mental fortitude cannot grow on its own. This is the significance of these two chapters. Similarly, the author's writing ability also needs to improve. The romance in the next chapter is a trial run; if the feedback is poor, I will write less or even omit it. I will only consider writing it again when I feel my writing ability has improved. Finally, thank you all for your support and encouragement.

After two months, I finally gave up on Chapter Seventeen and deleted it.

Chapter 17 originally described the farewell to the Qiuyan Squad and the specific process of the squad members actively persuading Yan Yong to leave. I originally intended to elevate the emotional impact, but it wasn't well-written. Please skip to Chapter 18.

The protagonist has gradually adapted to the battles of this extraterrestrial battlefield, and it's time to bid farewell to the Qiuyan Squad. Today's second chapter, along with tomorrow's first, will both be about saying goodbye. The most important aspect during this time is the protagonist's psychological transformation—the psychological shift from a transmigrator to a truly living, breathing person in this universe. Therefore, some readers might find the protagonist sentimental or cowardly, but without experiencing certain things, the protagonist cannot grow. Just as his goal in honing his skills on the extraterrestrial battlefield is to improve his technique, and given the protagonist's inherently maxed-out physical talent, both technique and mental awareness need to develop. Combat can only hone technique; mental development cannot grow on its own. This is the significance of these two chapters. Similarly, the author's writing ability also needs to improve. The romance in the next chapter will be a trial run; if the feedback is poor, I will write less or even omit it. I will only consider writing it again when I feel my writing ability has improved. Finally, thank you all for your support and encouragement.

(End of this chapter)