Swallowed Star: Lord of the Wolf

Above Thunder City, the ever-changing sea of ​​thunderous clouds continues to surge.

However, deep within the ancient palaces of the Holy City's core area, several extremely obscure and profound thoughts quietly swept across the sky region where the Lei Zhanhou Mansion was located.

"Spatial origin fluctuations... is it the Silent Abyss Shuttle?"

"The aura is pure; it's one of Tian Guang's subordinates. Looks like it's gone to fetch that little guy..."

"Having built a foundation over ten thousand years, he dared to guide the Devouring Thunder Dragon... Such character and courage are truly awe-inspiring."

"Whether it is a dragon or a worm, let's see how this journey to the Blood Prison goes. If it succeeds, my ancient kingdom will gain another deadly blade."

"Just wait and see what happens..."

The exchange of thoughts was swift and secretive, carrying a sense of scrutiny and expectation, before vanishing in an instant.

The holy city remained bustling, and the vast majority of living beings were completely unaware of it.

Only the very elite of the elite were able to capture that fleeting spatial ripple and understand the meaning behind it.

The silent guidance has already stirred up waves at the highest level.

The Jingyuan Shuttle navigated through the crevices of space, while the outside world was filled with bizarre, distorted, and ever-changing light. Inside the ship, however, the ride was exceptionally smooth, without the slightest sense of turbulence or the impact of spatial currents.

The white-robed god-king stood silently at the bow of the ship, like an eternal white reef. The Blood-Hidden Elder sat cross-legged on the hull, his eyes closed, his mind focused, his spirit sinking into his body.

Within his dantian, the Myriad Thunder Star Network slowly circulated, with 10,800 brilliant purple-gold thunder stars forming a vast and intricate power system.

That incredibly resilient chaotic membrane stretched across the core, isolating it from the contamination of the Primordial Will, allowing only pure primordial power to permeate and transform it. The power of withering and flourishing flowed within the sea of ​​consciousness, like an invisible tide, continuously washing away the subtle "Primordial Poison" that had seeped in, refining and transforming it.

His will was like a divine weapon forged through countless trials. In the process of contemplating the Thunder Dragon Soul and resisting erosion for thousands of years, it was tempered into something extremely condensed and resilient, allowing him to firmly stand at the late stage of the first level of the God King realm, and even touch the threshold of the peak.

Time loses its meaning as it travels through space.

After an unknown amount of time, the Jingyuan Shuttle trembled slightly, as if it had stepped onto invisible land. The bizarre and dazzling lights outside suddenly vanished, replaced by a chilling silence and thick darkness.

"The Blood Prison of Ten Thousand Thunders has arrived." The white-robed god-king's calm voice broke the silence.

The Blood-Hidden Elder slowly opened his eyes.

The gaze pierced through the transparent, water-like walls of the shuttle, landing on the most core and forbidden territory of this ancient Thunder Kingdom—the Blood Prison of Ten Thousand Thunders.

The first impression of this place is one of deathly silence.

It is not the emptiness of a vacuum, but a kind of "materialized" deathly stillness that is extremely viscous and contains the aura of bloodshed and thunderous destruction.

The air was as heavy as liquid mercury, and every breath felt like swallowing cold metallic dust, carrying a strong, nauseating smell of rust and the burnt smell of lightning.

Within sight, all light was swallowed up, leaving only a deep, oppressive, dark red hue that seemed to absorb all light sources, like solidified, dried-up scabs that had existed for millions of years.

The ground beneath my feet is not the earth.

Instead, it was an endless, slowly wriggling, flowing... dark red liquid.

This slurry was as viscous as cooled lava, yet it contained the power of violent thunder!
Hundreds of millions of tiny, dark purple lightning bolts, as fine as blood vessels, silently meandered and exploded in the viscous flow. Each faint flash of lightning reflected a huge, twisted shadow floating deep within the flow—the remains of powerful, chaotic bloodline creatures that had long since perished, slowly dissolved by the power of the Blood Prison, and become nourishment!

The outline of the wreckage was grotesque and terrifying; even as a dead object, it still exuded a chilling resentment and unwillingness.

The sky, if it could be called the sky, was an even higher, churning, dark red dome of lava, crisscrossed by enormous spatial rifts that resembled wounds tearing the heavens apart.

From the crack, viscous, deep purple lightning plasma, shimmering with a metallic luster, poured down like a waterfall, crashing into the sea of ​​blood below, splashing up towering waves of blood and destructive energy shockwaves.

Dark purple lightning danced wildly along the edge of the crack, outlining the contours of this world of death.

The air was filled with fragments of chaotic, insane, and destructive will, like invisible venomous bees, constantly trying to burrow into the souls of intruders and drag them into eternal madness.

The raging energy turbulence was like an invisible noose, enough to easily tear apart the body of a Chaos Realm cultivator.

This place is a cage for raising ferocious beasts, a furnace for refining bloodlines, and the final graveyard of countless powerful lives—the Blood Prison of Ten Thousand Thunders!
Jingyuan shuttled through this desolate, blood-red world, like a speck of dust.

Its existence seems to have stirred some dormant will.

"Roar--!!!"

A deep, suppressed roar, seemingly emanating from the depths of the Netherworld's core, suddenly shattered the deathly silence. This roar was not directed at Jingyuan Shuttle, but rather resembled an unconscious, painful scream, carrying the rage and madness originating from the very core of life!

The sound pierced through the viscous air, causing the spatial ripples outside the Jingyuan Shuttle to fluctuate violently.

With that roar, Blood Shadow's keen senses detected that, extremely far below, deep within the Blood Sea, an unimaginably massive silhouette twitched slightly.

With just a tiny movement, the dark red lava in that area churned violently as if boiling, and countless buried giant skeletons were thrown and crushed.

Even though they were far apart and even though the Jingyuan Shuttle separated them, they could still clearly feel a terrifying pressure that was cold, greedy, and filled with absolute contempt, sweeping across the area like a real tsunami!

Pseudo-Ultimate!

That was the World-Devouring Thunder Dragon, whose power had been sealed away by the Emperor, leaving only its instincts. It stirred up the boundless sea of ​​blood with just one turn of its body during its slumber.

The white-robed god-king remained standing still, head bowed, like a statue, showing no reaction to the oppressive aura that was enough to make even a god-king change color.

He simply controlled the Silent Abyss Shuttle, like a nimble fish, silently breaking through the viscous flow and chaotic energy currents, stealthily heading towards a specific coordinate deep within the Blood Prison.

The sights along the way became increasingly horrifying. Xueyin saw some "complete" cages floating in the sea of ​​blood—spherical cages formed by countless giant purple-gold chains forged by the hands of emperors!
The chains were driven deep into the depths of the sea of ​​blood, drawing upon the power of the Blood Prison to strengthen themselves.

Through the gaps in the chains, one could vaguely see various forms and terrifying auras of primordial bloodline creatures sealed inside the cage.

Some of them were asleep, while others were frantically ramming against their cages. Each impact caused the chain runes to flash violently and the space to tremble. These were all god-king level primordial beasts, the "living bloodline reservoir" accumulated by the Thunder Ancient Kingdom over countless years!
"Not only is the World-Devouring Thunder Dragon imprisoned here, but there are also some other creatures with thunder bloodlines," the white-robed god-king explained, a rare occurrence.

"Roar-!!!"

Another, more violent and clearer roar rang out, filled with endless pain and rage.

The Jingyuan Shuttle suddenly accelerated, breaking through a dense, impenetrable crimson lightning mist, revealing a vast and open vista before it.

Ahead, a relatively isolated black "lake of thunder" appeared.

This Thunder Lake, though only a billion miles in diameter, is insignificant in the boundless sea of ​​blood, but the aura it exudes is far deeper, purer, and more... greedy than the surrounding sea of ​​blood.

The lake water was as black as ink, viscous like melted asphalt, constantly spewing out huge, silent bubbles that burst. When the bubbles burst, what spewed out was not water vapor, but arcs of black lightning that condensed into a tangible form and exuded a terrifying aura of annihilation.

In the center of the Black Thunder Lake, nine towering purple-gold pillars stand!

The surface of the giant pillars was covered with mysterious and complex lightning patterns, exuding a vast imperial might that suppressed everything. Countless thick chains wrapped with golden lightning runes, like the tendons of a giant dragon, extended from the nine giant pillars and plunged deep into the churning black lightning lava lake below.

Dense array of sealing runes flowed along the chains, forming a vast net covering the entire Thunder Lake.

The chains were taut, the runes shimmering, clearly enduring the fierce struggle of the terrifying being below!

In the core area suppressed by the nine-pillared chains, the black lightning magma churned violently, as if some enormous creature was trying to break free from the hellish lava.

“Crash——!!!”

A massive explosion of black lightning erupted!

A massive dragon claw, covered in thick, dark purple scales that seemed to devour all light like a black hole, suddenly emerged from the lake. The claw was as large as a mountain, its fingertips as sharp as hooks that could tear through the void, and it was wrapped with viscous black lightning.

Even the part that was protruding emanated a suffocating aura of a divine king!
Immediately following, accompanied by the ear-piercing clang of chains being stretched to their limit and the frenzied flashing of runes, an incomparably ferocious and enormous head suddenly rose from the boiling black lightning.

The head resembles a giant dragon, yet it is filled with a primal, violent, and pure destructive beauty.

Enormous, purplish-black scales layered upon each other, each one as if meticulously carved from obsidian, with sharp edges and a terrifying quality that seemed to devour light. Two gigantic horns, curving backward and wreathed in dense black lightning, resembled two demonic blades tearing through the sky; each flash of black lightning from their tips caused the surrounding space to collapse silently!
What's most unsettling is those eyes.

The enormous, vertical pupils, the size of asteroids, were cold and devoid of any emotion, like two massive black diamonds embedded in an abyss. Deep within those pupils, there were no emotional fluctuations befitting a normal intelligent being, only the most primal and pure—greed for "food"! A thirst for destruction! A furious rage against all constraints! And, the utmost contempt for the tiny life that had intruded upon this place!
This is a World-Devouring Thunder Dragon at the first level of the God-King realm.

Even though most of its power was suppressed by the chains, the pressure emanating from its life essence still caused the Devouring Thunder Dragon bloodline aura within Xue Yin's body to instantly become agitated and boiling, and the chaotic membrane to tremble violently, as if it had been strongly summoned by a more powerful being of the same origin.

"Awooo—!!!" As if sensing the same source of energy within Blood Shadow's body, the ferocious beast, bound by chains, let out an even more ferocious and bloodthirsty roar.

Its enormous head thrashed wildly, its gaping maw, filled with sharp teeth, spewed out jet-black lightning that could corrode even the body of a god-king. The terrifying power pounded against the chains, causing the nine giant pillars to flash wildly and groan under the strain.

Those cold, black, vertical pupils were fixed on the Jingyuan Shuttle, or more accurately, on the Blood Shadow Elder inside the shuttle. His gaze was filled with a desire to devour this "food" along with the faint source of its own power.

"Quiet." A calm, unwavering command suddenly rang out, piercing through the roars of the ferocious beasts and the tremors of space.

The white-robed god-king had appeared outside the Jingyuan Shuttle at some point, hovering in mid-air above the violently churning black thunder lava lake, only a thousand feet away from the ferocious and raging dragon head.

At this distance, the breath spewed by the World-Devouring Thunder Dragon was enough to form a destructive storm, but his white robe sleeves remained completely still amidst the raging energy turbulence.

He held a silver compass in his hand—a "boundary-determining compass".

The compass shimmered with light, and countless tiny runes spun and rearranged like a galaxy.

hum!
An invisible wave, yet containing the immense power to suppress the universe, spread out from the Boundary-Stabilizing Disc. This wave precisely enveloped the frantically struggling Devouring Thunder Dragon.

“Roar…Woo…”

The terrifying roar abruptly ceased, as if an invisible hand had gripped its throat. The struggle of the massive head of the Devouring Thunder Dragon abruptly froze, and the ferocious rage in its eyes was forcibly suppressed, replaced by a cold, imprisoned fury and resentment.

The countless runic chains binding its body shone brightly, firmly fixing it in its half-exposed position above the lake, rendering it immobile. Only from deep within its throat continued to emit a low, resentful hiss, like muffled thunder.

The white-robed god-king ignored the ferocious beast's threatening growl, as if he were inspecting an object.

His gaze swept over the imprisoned thunder dragon, confirming its condition, then turned towards the direction of the Silent Abyss Shuttle, speaking calmly, his voice penetrating the shuttle and reaching Blood Shadow's ears:

"The seal is secure, and the target 'Greed' has been confirmed."

His voice was devoid of any emotional fluctuation, as if he were reading a cold, unresponsive dialogue.

"Guest Elder Xueyin, the imperial decree is valid. According to the Emperor's decree, your bloodline cultivation target is this Devouring World Thunder Dragon at the first level of the God King realm. You may extract non-lethal primordial materials from the target 'Greedy'."

Blood Shadow nodded; he had already learned about it before coming.

Unlike those Chaos Realm creatures, the Devouring Thunder Dragon cannot be killed in one go. Chaos Realm creatures are far more precious. If it is killed and the cultivator is unable to fully absorb the Chaos Bloodline, then this material will be completely wasted.

Therefore, before confirming that Blood Shadow could accommodate a complete Devouring World Thunder Dragon bloodline, he could only take cultivation materials from living Devouring World Thunder Dragons, such as scales, blood, and bone marrow.

Compared to the near-ultimate Devouring Thunder Dragon in the endless distance, this one is just a 'little baby'.

Even so, going back several dozen cultivators who had coveted the Bloodline of the Devouring Thunder Dragon, none of them were able to truly and completely absorb it! (End of Chapter)