Swallowing the Stars, I am the Lord of the Galaxy

It wasn't just the pressure of will, but also the pressure from above the divine body...

“Crack…Crack…”

A tooth-grinding sound came from inside my body.

The star lowered its head, and it had to stop sinking.

Continue to adapt.

He sat cross-legged with his eyes closed, but the star mark between his brows shone even brighter, resisting the pressure of this distorted spacetime.

"1501 times..."

The Crimson Cherry Palace sank slightly, and the chaotic air currents emitted a metallic twisting sensation.

He remained motionless, letting his divine body cycle between destruction and rebirth. Every cell groaned in agony.

ten years.

century.

When Xingchen opened his eyes again, the starlight flowing in his pupils had taken on a chaotic quality. He slowly rose, his bones making a sound like glaciers cracking.

"continue."

The Crimson Palace sank deeper and deeper, like a seashell diving into the deep sea. 1502 times... 1505 times... 1510 times!

This time it sank even deeper, but at a slower speed.

Three hundred years later.

"2000 times."

When the critical point was crossed, Xingchen's vision suddenly distorted, and he saw his fingers split into seven or eight superimposed images.

Space itself is distorted.

The space in this strange place is incredibly stable, but here, space is still distorted.

It is evident that the pressure is immense, encompassing not only the pressure of willpower but also physical pressure.

Stay put and adapt to the pressure of will.

In fact, physical pressure doesn't put too much pressure on him.

With the Heavenly Tribulation Armor protecting him and his perfect divine genes, plus the Red Cherry Palace outside, he could completely withstand the physical pressure.

However, it's harder to resist something at the level of willpower.

He didn't want to waste this free shock to his will; he was eager to hone his skills and temper his will here as much as possible.

Strive to achieve a breakthrough through sheer willpower.

Fifty thousand years passed.

"3000 times."

The Crimson Cherry Palace has now shrunk to a size of 100 meters, and the pressure at this location is now unimaginable.

He had no doubt that even for ordinary cosmic masters, reaching this position was already the limit.

Only someone like him, who possesses a heaven-defying treasure and a heaven-defying divine body, could withstand it.

As for anything higher, only the strongest being in the universe could arrive.

Now his movements have become extremely slow; even a simple action like raising his hand takes him three months of real time.

But in his subjective perception, he was moving at a normal speed.

"Not even close."

The stars gazed down at the seemingly endless abyss below. There, the chaotic energy had solidified into purplish-black crystals, like countless inverted swords pointing towards the Crimson Cherry Palace.

Two hundred thousand years later.

"3500 times."

At this moment, the Crimson Cherry Palace was like a lone boat in a storm, and the stars had to continue burning their divine power to maintain the palace.

Fortunately, after burning his divine power, the pressure around him instantly decreased significantly and could no longer pose a threat to him.

He simply remained in this state of burning divine power and sank down.

His divine body was enormous, and the amount of divine power he consumed every second was considerable; it could only be him.

The others simply couldn't hold on.

At this moment, his mind was clearer than ever before, and those laws and patterns that were usually obscure and difficult to understand were now as clear as an unfolded scroll.

"So this is the true value of the Abyss of Eternal Calamity..."

Xingchen suddenly realized.

This is not a dead end at all, but a natural sacred place for cultivation.

The extreme difference in the flow of time, combined with the pressure of chaotic air currents, is equivalent to increasing cultivation efficiency by tens of millions of times!

And with that terrifying pressure of will, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to call it a special training ground.

Fifty years passed.

"4000 times."

When they reached this depth, the stars finally stopped.

Because after he arrived at this location, he sensed a soul attack!

That's right, if it continues any further, it will probably no longer be a simple test of will, but a real attack on the soul.

If the soul attack is too strong, it could be fatal!

But Xingchen smiled.

If an ordinary cosmic ruler were to arrive here, they would likely be terrified. The scouring of will at 4000 times the speed of time is comparable to the pressure of the strongest being in the universe, and the deeper soul attack is enough to annihilate any being without a peak-level soul-type treasure for protection.

But he was not afraid at all.

"Soul attack?"

A slight smile played on his lips, and a hint of amusement flashed in his eyes.

"Just in time."

Without hesitation, he manipulated the Crimson Palace to accelerate rapidly, sinking deeper into the abyss.

This time, instead of slowly adapting, he went straight for full speed and began to descend!

boom--!

4001 times...4100 times...4500 times!

The outer walls of the Crimson Cherry Blossom Palace trembled violently, and a shrill scream that distorted spacetime almost tore off eardrums.

And just as the star stepped into the 4500x zone—

hum!

An invisible soul attack suddenly descended!

Chapter 222 Mysterious Sphere

That attack was not a simple mental shock, but a soul annihilation force that went straight to the source, as if an invisible blade was cutting directly at the star's main body through the soul connection of the clone!

If it were an ordinary universe master, his soul would probably have collapsed and his divine body would have disintegrated by now.

but……

The moment that soul attack touched the star's true form—

laugh!

Like ice and snow meeting the blazing sun, they melt silently.

It didn't even cause a ripple.

The essence of the star is like an ancient, unyielding star, standing firm and unmoving.

"That's it?"

He chuckled.

What is his physical will? It is bound to the original will of the primordial universe. His will is the will of a miniature universe!

This little attack is meant to damage his fundamental will.

What a joke.

Do you think you're the Primordial Ancestor? A Tenth-Order True God?

This damage is nothing more than a tickle.

"continue."

The Crimson Palace sank again, this time at an even faster speed.

5000 times...6000 times...7000 times!

The soul attacks grew stronger and stronger, even beginning to materialize—countless distorted phantoms appeared in the void, roaring as they lunged at the Crimson Cherry Palace, attempting to tear apart the souls of the stars.

However, without exception.

All attacks were annihilated the moment they touched his body.

Xingchen didn't feel any pressure at all.

"I didn't expect it to get easier the further down I went. No, that's just how it was for me."

He murmured something, but his gaze grew even more profound.

His microcosm is unique, which is why he no longer needs the protection of soul-type treasures.

If we have to categorize them, the miniature universe is a soul-type treasure, and the primordial universe is also a soul-type treasure, except that it can only be used for defense and cannot be used for attack.

7000 times the time flow rate region.

The Crimson Cherry Palace has finally reached the deepest part of the Abyss of Eternal Calamity.