Swallowing the Stars: Heart of the Martial God

Chapter 155 Fighting the Dream Demon Ancestor

The three powerful races felt that the tide had turned against them. Human reinforcements were coming in strong. In the blink of an eye, three fourth-order universe lords and one top-tier fifth-order universe lord gathered together. In addition, Ling Xuan, whose strength was comparable to the strongest in the universe, was also present. They knew that they were probably doomed today and might be forced into the Ice Peak Lord's peak sealed treasure.

The Thousand Treasures River swelled instantly, its course resembling a giant golden dragon spanning the universe, winding and coiling, firmly trapping the Lord of Catfish.

The myriad treasures in the river shone brightly, surging and surging like violent torrents of energy, crashing towards the Lord of Catfish.

At the same time, the Lord of Ice Peak, controlling the Ice Mountain Palace, exerted the power of suppression to the extreme. The icy cold air and the powerful binding force merged together, attempting to completely subdue the Lord of Catfish.

The Lord of Desolate Mirror and the Lord of Void Gold also unleashed their respective signature skills, with powerful attacks pouring down on the Lord of Catfish Scorch like a torrential rain of pear blossoms.

In an instant, the entire universe was filled with various energies, shining brightly and deafeningly loud.

Seeing that the situation was dire, the catfish king knew that he was powerless to reverse the outcome.

He weighed the options in his mind and realized that he still had a clone, and even if this clone perished, it would not endanger the foundation.

If we can negotiate with humans and sacrifice some treasures in exchange for the freedom of this clone, it wouldn't be too much of a loss.

So, he steeled his heart, instantly gave up resistance, and willingly accepted being suppressed by the human race.

At this critical moment, a powerful and mysterious aura surged forth from the depths of the universe.

This aura seemed to originate from the very beginning of the universe, containing endless antiquity and vicissitudes. Wherever it passed, space was as if it were being wantonly kneaded, twisted, and deformed by an invisible giant hand.

A huge silver phantom streaked across the void like lightning and appeared before everyone in the blink of an eye.

A silver serpent, hundreds of millions of kilometers long, floated in the universe, its body winding and twisting like an endless mountain range stretching across the sky.

The silver scales shimmered with a cold metallic luster, each scale the size of a planet, radiating a chilling aura.

The snake's head was raised high, and its huge vertical pupils, like two blood moons, emitted a cold light, as if they could see through the mysteries of all things in the world and see through all illusions.

The snake's tail, hundreds of millions of kilometers long, suddenly lashed out with earth-shattering power, striking the Ice Mountain Palace like a silver lightning bolt.

Where the serpent's tail passed, space was torn open with a huge rift, countless stardust was scattered and flew everywhere, and a terrifying energy shockwave spread outwards, shattering stars and disrupting the laws of nature wherever it went.

A deafening roar echoed through the universe as the serpent's tail collided violently with the Iceberg Palace.

The Ice Palace shook violently, and most of the ice crystals around it shattered instantly. The powerful recoil sent the entire palace flying backward like a meteor being struck, crashing into a distant galaxy.

Planets along the way were affected by this force and turned into dust. A long energy channel was punched through space, which could not be healed for a long time.

The ice seal on the Catfish Lord, who was suppressed by the Ice Mountain Palace, instantly shattered during this violent collision.

His eyes flashed with divine light, and with a roar, his divine power surged wildly within him. He broke free from the Thousand Treasures River's restraints and flashed behind the giant snake.

"Dream Demon Ancestor!" The Lord of Ice Peak put away his Ice Mountain Palace and stared intently at the terrifying giant serpent before him.

The creator of the giant axe is not in the original universe. At this moment, no one in the human camp can directly confront the Dream Demon Ancestor.

If the Demon Ancestor were to go berserk, the human powerhouses present today would suffer heavy losses, with unimaginable consequences.

"Demon Ancestor, save me!" When the Lord of the Heavenly Wolf saw the Dream Demon Ancestor appear, it was as if he had seen a ray of light in the darkness. He shouted hoarsely, his eyes filled with the desire to survive.

The Dream Demon Ancestor scanned the battlefield, his gaze finally settling on Ling Xuan, and his expression hardened slightly.

It could sense the powerful and unfamiliar force within Ling Xuan's body. This force made it wary and stirred up boundless killing intent deep within its heart.

"Humans, do you want to start a full-scale war with my demon race?" The voice of the Dream Demon Ancestor was as cold as if it came from the deepest hell, carrying an astonishing and overwhelming killing intent.

The moment the Lord of the Dark Demons fell, it keenly sensed that something terrible had gone wrong with this operation.

First, the three-race alliance's cosmic overlords failed in their encirclement and were all killed. Then, they sent three cosmic lords to support the Zerg alliance's Xuan Gu Venerable in their encirclement and killing of Ling Xuan, who had just broken through to the cosmic lord level.

But to everyone's surprise, in less than a day, even the Lord of the Netherworld, who had the strength of a third-tier demon, perished.

This forced it to come and check in person. The Lord of Sirius was even weaker, and it couldn't afford to let the demon race lose another Lord of the Universe.

"Old demon snake, it was your demon race that started the attack on me. If you want to start a war, then let's fight to the death!" Ling Xuan was fearless, and his aura suddenly exploded.

The supreme imperial might, unique to the Supreme Being, seemed to have existed since the beginning of chaos, instantly sweeping across the entire battlefield.

Centered on Ling Xuan, space shattered layer by layer, and dark cracks spread wildly in all directions like the gaping maws of ferocious beasts.

Under this imperial might, the stars shattered like fragile glass, turning into countless stardust that were swept into the endless dark rift.

Upon seeing this, the Dream Demon Ancestor was furious.

This damned human is just a mere ruler of the universe, yet he dares to provoke me!

Do you think you're some kind of giant axe?

The enormous serpent's body twisted violently, causing the universe to tremble violently, as if it were about to be torn apart by this force.

It opened its blood-red maw, and a beam of azure light containing boundless divine power shot out like a missile capable of destroying stars, carrying the force to annihilate the world, towards Ling Xuan.

Wherever it passed, the space was scorched into a long, twisted black passage.

A cold glint flashed in Ling Xuan's eyes, and the three-pointed double-edged sword in his hand instantly emitted a dazzling light.

He bent his knees slightly, faced the blue beam of light, and swung his sword fiercely.

Crimson Sky-Splitting Slash

A crimson blade of light, several light-years long, roared towards the cyan beam of light like a giant crimson dragon.

Wherever the blade's edge passed, space seemed to be neatly parted to both sides, like silk sliced ​​by a sharp blade, revealing a void of darkness.

With a deafening roar, the crimson blade light and the cyan beam of light collided violently.

In an instant, the entire universe seemed to be illuminated, the dazzling light blinding everyone.

A powerful energy shockwave spread wildly in all directions from the point of impact.

The surrounding planets, like fragile bubbles, were instantly shattered by the shockwave, turning into interstellar dust. The energy wave continued to rage, mercilessly crushing all matter in the universe wherever it went. Even distant galaxies were violently distorted and deformed under the influence of this force.

In their first encounter, the two were evenly matched.

Seeing this, the Dream Demon Ancestor became even angrier.

Its massive body, like a silver lightning bolt, instantly closed the distance to Ling Xuan. Its huge snake tail, accompanied by a whistling sound, lashed out at Ling Xuan like a thick pillar of the universe.

Wherever the snake's tail passed, the space was ripped open, forming a long, deep spatial chasm. Ling Xuan's figure flashed, dodging the snake's tail attack like a phantom.

Using the momentum from that flash, he instantly closed in, his three-pointed double-edged sword gleaming coldly, and swiftly thrust it toward the head of the Dream Demon Ancestor.

The blade sliced ​​through the air with a sharp whistling sound, as if it were about to shatter the silence of the entire universe.

The Dream Demon Ancestor reacted extremely quickly, its huge snake head suddenly tilting to the side, easily avoiding Ling Xuan's attack.

At the same time, it opened its mouth and spewed out a silver cloud, which churned and instantly transformed into countless silver snakes. Each of these snakes contained pure divine power, shimmering with a cold luster, and shot towards Ling Xuan like the sharpest hidden weapons.

Wherever the little snakes passed, ripples spread through the space. They moved as fast as lightning, with a sharp whooshing sound, as if they wanted to devour Ling Xuan instantly.

Ling Xuan's eyes narrowed, and with a flick of his longsword, an invisible barrier of divine power formed in front of him.

The silver snakes crashed against the barrier, making a crisp "clinking" sound, but they couldn't break through even an inch.

But more and more small snakes kept surging in, like a silver tide, continuously crashing against the barrier.

Ling Xuan wielded a three-pointed, double-edged sword, wielding it continuously. With flashes of light, the approaching snakes were shattered one by one.

Each time a small snake is slain, a burst of silver divine power erupts, exploding in the air and forming dazzling points of light.

Ling Xuan and the Dream Demon Ancestor clashed back and forth on the cosmic battlefield, each collision unleashing a massive wave of energy.

Ling Xuan's three-pointed double-edged sword was imbued with the supreme imperial might. Its blade light, like crimson lightning, ripped through the darkness. When the "Crimson Sky Rift Slash" was unleashed, even space itself was torn apart into a void zone of countless light-years.

The Dream Demon Ancestor's silver serpentine body coiled and slithered, and wherever its giant tail swept, stars exploded into dazzling stardust like glass marbles kicked by a naughty child. The silver clouds it spewed out transformed into billions of serpentine streams of light, colliding with Ling Xuan's blade light with a crackling sound. The energy shockwaves stirred the surrounding star field into a boiling pot of chaotic soup.

The Lord of Chaos City hovered above the Thousand Treasures River, gazing at the crimson figure weaving through silver clouds and serpentine shadows, and couldn't help but sigh softly, "In just five thousand years, he has already become a match for the strongest beings in the universe..."

The Lord of Ice Peak nodded slightly and sighed, "This rate of growth is something even my teacher couldn't match when he was young."

The battle between the two intensified, as their basic combat strength had reached the peak of the sixth rank, which was the limit allowed in the primordial universe. Both of them tacitly refrained from burning their divine power.

If one's power exceeds the sixth rank, it is very likely to incur punishment from the original will of the primordial universe, and one might end up as roommates with the progenitor.

Moreover, since Ling Xuan's true identity is actually just an immortal god, their battle caused the original laws of the primordial universe to no longer retreat, but instead greatly suppressed the strength of the Dream Demon Ancestor.

Rumble~
As spacetime became increasingly chaotic, the black worm vortex surrounding the Ancestral God Cult was torn apart, and even this natural barrier of the Ancestral God Cult could not stop the battle between the two strongest beings of the universe.

Just as the two were fighting fiercely, three completely different auras suddenly tore through the battlefield.

In the void to the left, a figure tens of meters tall slowly materialized.

He stands upright, with six thick arms each holding a short, four-sided mace. Three maces are as black as ink, and three are as white as snow. Black and white energy flows endlessly through the maces, forming a series of cyclical Tai Chi patterns.

The most bizarre thing was his head—the front was a fair and benevolent face with a compassionate smile on his lips, inspiring submission in those who looked upon him; the back, however, was a pitch-black and ferocious face, its malevolent aura permeating the air as if it could freeze the soul.

On the right appeared the ancient ancestral god, with a mane as thick as a finger hanging from its ferocious beast head. Its oily green eyes swept across the battlefield, and even the energy flow seemed to be tainted with a decaying aura wherever it touched.

Although he did not make a move, the ancient pressure emanating from his body slowed down the rotation of the surrounding stars by half a beat.

The young ancestral god in the middle was the most eye-catching. His delicate face was set against the crimson armor, and a tail covered with red scales swayed gently behind him. His seemingly childish eyes contained a composure that did not match his age, and crimson light flowed through the gaps in his armor.

"You dare to fight so brazenly on the edge of my Ancestral God's territory? Do you really think we don't exist?" The voice of the two-faced Ancestral God came from both faces at the same time. The gentleness of the front face and the coldness of the back face intertwined to form a strange resonance, causing ripples to spread through the space.

Upon hearing this, Ling Xuan sheathed his sword and retreated, deliberately letting the Dream Demon Ancestor sweep his shoulder with a tail sweep, before staggering back to the three Ancestral Gods.

His face revealed just the right amount of grief and indignation: "Three Ancestral Gods, please bear witness! This junior was besieged and killed by the combined forces of the demon race. The Lord of the Nether Demons has already fallen by my blade, but the Dream Demon Ancestor is relentless. This junior had no choice but to resist!"

If we could fight four against one today, even if we couldn't hurt Meng Cha, we could definitely make that old serpent lose face.

Although the three ancestral gods are weak, the primordial universe is their home turf. With the support of the Five-Colored Aurora Lake and the primordial universe, even the strongest beings in the universe might not be their match in a one-on-one fight.

"Lies!" The Dream Demon Ancestor's enormous serpentine eyes stared intently at Ling Xuan, its silver scales bristling with rage. "How dare a mere human distort the truth! Today, I will grind you to dust!"

"Oh?" The two-faced Ancestral God moved all six arms at once, his black and white short maces forming a net. "Meng Cha, do you think my Ancestral God Cult is blind? Your three races united to besiege Ling Xuan on the Meteor Plain, and later you gathered ten Universe Lords to attack him. Now even you, the strongest being in the universe, have to get involved?"

The front face still wore a smile, but the back face was filled with murderous intent. Three black maces lit up at the same time, and the surrounding temperature plummeted.

The ancient ancestral god let out a deep roar, his oily green eyes locking onto the Dream Demon Ancestor: "This is the territory of the Ancestral God Sect, and it is not the place for the demon race to run wild."

The young ancestral god flicked his tail, and his crimson armor shimmered with light: "Either stop, or..."

He didn't finish his sentence, but the threat in his words was obvious.

The Dream Demon Ancestor felt the pressure emanating from the three Ancestral Gods, and its serpentine body tensed slightly: "My demon race has already given you enough face! When Ling Xuan was in your Ancestral God Sect, we did not send any experts from outside the Ancestral God Sect to attack him, and we have never violated the rules of your Ancestral God Sect."

What, is your Ancestral God Cult now going to abandon its principle of neutrality and form an alliance with humanity?
Furthermore, while the three of you are strong, you are not yet the true strongest beings in the universe!

Knowing the true nature of the Ancestral God Sect, it was unwilling to easily break ties, yet it couldn't bring itself to back down.

"But in the primordial universe, we are not afraid of you." The six short maces of the two-faced ancestral god suddenly crossed, and the black and white energy burst out, forming a domain that covered several light-years.

Within the domain, black and white light points flickered alternately, as if countless miniature universes were being created and destroyed. "My 'Two Elements Mace Domain' is just missing a target to test its moves."

"Meng Cha, you've gone too far! Ling Xuan is a key figure being groomed by my Ancestral God Sect!" the old Ancestral God rebuked angrily.

The young Ancestral God also appeared ready for battle, prepared to fight the Dream Demon Ancestor at any moment.

"Our Ancestral God Sect has always adhered to neutrality. Meng Cha, do not spout nonsense here."

Seeing the three ancestral gods' auras, which were completely different yet equally powerful, the Dream Demon Ancestor finally felt the urge to retreat.

It knew that if it really took action, it would inevitably pay a heavy price, and the losses would outweigh the gains.

Moreover, if a conflict were to actually break out with the three ancestral gods, the demon race would find it difficult to survive within the Ancestral God Sect. Unlike the human race, the demon race is an advantageous group in the Path of the Beast God and cannot abandon the cultivation of the Path of the Beast God.

However, admitting defeat in front of so many powerful figures would be a disgrace to the demon race.

Just then, Ling Xuan suddenly spoke up, "Three Ancestral Gods, this junior dares not trouble you to take action. However, this Dream Demon Ancestor is being extremely aggressive, and I implore the Ancestral Gods to uphold justice for this junior..."

He deliberately feigned weakness, positioning himself as a victim and placing the Ancestral God Cult on his side.

The two-faced ancestral god smiled slightly: "Ling Xuan, you may step aside."

He then turned to the Dream Demon Ancestor, his malevolent aura almost tangible, and said, "Either get out, or... stay here."

The Dream Demon Ancestor stared intently at Ling Xuan, then glanced at the three Ancestral Gods who were standing ready for battle, and finally let out an angry roar, "What about the matter of the Nether Demon and the Heavenly Wolf? My demon race lost a Lord of the Universe, is that all we're going to do?"

(End of this chapter)