Swallowing the Stars: Heart of the Martial God

Chapter 200 If you're going to die, die next to me!

The Wind Beast God suddenly spread out nine pairs of azure wings, and the previously stagnant air vortex instantly restarted, rotating several times faster than before. Within the vortex, which was ten light-years in diameter, countless wind blades condensed as if they were solid, tearing apart the surrounding space.

Its rhombus-shaped cyan crystal on its forehead burst forth with unprecedented light, the blue-green light piercing through the silver mist and golden flames, drawing a dazzling streak of light in the center of the battlefield.
This is a sign that it has used all its strength, and it is also its last act of dignity as a primordial beast god.

"Roar—!" The Wind Beast God let out a roar that shook the starry sea. This roar was no longer filled with fear and resentment, but with determination and arrogance.

It flapped its nine wings, and its massive body shot out like an arrow, heading straight for the core of the battle between Ling Xuan and the Dream Demon Ancestor.

The space along the way was torn apart by the airflow stirred up by the wings, forming bottomless spatial rifts, and even the silver mist of the "Dream Ancestor Domain" was shattered.

Ling Xuan and the Dream Demon Ancestor simultaneously noticed the anomaly, and the two temporarily stopped fighting, their gazes falling on the Wind Beast God.

Ling Xuan raised an eyebrow and slightly subsided the golden flames in his palm, clearly somewhat surprised by the beast god's counterattack.

The Dream Demon Ancestor's snake pupils contracted, its snake tail swayed slightly, and its tone carried a hint of mockery: "Just a dying struggle."

Before he could finish speaking, the Wind Beast God had already rushed in.

Its left wing slammed towards the Dream Demon Ancestor, and blue-green wind blades poured down like a torrential rain, each blade carrying the power to tear apart the defenses of the Lord of the Universe.

"Mengcha, go to hell!"

The Dream Demon Ancestor scoffed disdainfully, twisting its serpentine body slightly. The "Dream Scale" armor gleamed with silver light, blocking all the wind blades.

"You're courting death!" The Dream Demon Ancestor's massive tail swept across, carrying the power to distort space and time, and fiercely struck the body of the Wind Beast God.

The Wind Beast God neither dodged nor evaded, but instead fiercely protected its head with its right wing, taking the blow head-on.

With a loud "bang," the right wing of the Wind Beast God was instantly deformed, and blue-green feathers scattered all over the sky. The rotation speed of the air vortex also suddenly slowed down.

But it did not fall; instead, it used the force of the impact to lunge towards Ling Xuan.

"Human, you too, die!"

A beam of extremely condensed azure light shot out from the azure crystal on his forehead, piercing through the golden flames and heading straight for Ling Xuan's face.

Ling Xuan's eyes narrowed slightly, and he raised his hand to strike out with a palm. The moment the golden palm shadow collided with the cyan-blue beam of light, the space trembled violently. The beam of light was easily torn apart by the palm shadow, turning into countless points of light.

The aftershock of the palm strike slammed into the Wind Beast God, sending its massive body flying backward like a kite with a broken string. A deep, bone-revealing palm print appeared on its torso, and bluish-green blood gushed from the wound, leaving a long trail in the void.

"Cough cough..." The Wind Beast God struggled to steady himself. Only six of his nine pairs of wings could still flap, and the light from the blue crystal on his forehead dimmed a bit.

But its gaze grew increasingly intense, fixed on Ling Xuan and the Dream Demon Ancestor, and a low growl escaped its throat.

It knew it was no match for its opponent. Since its birth, it had never experienced such a fierce battle, nor had it ever fought so desperately.

"The primordial universe gave me an invincible starting point... yet I wasted billions of years..." The Wind Beast God murmured to himself, his body flashing with azure light. "But today, I will never be a lamb to the slaughter! Even in death, I will stain this universe with my blood, drawing a glorious end to my life!"

It flapped its remaining six pairs of wings violently, each flap accompanied by a sharp whistling sound that tore through the void, and the blood that had not yet dried on its wings fell off, congealing into scarlet blood beads in the void.

The azure light around him suddenly surged, sweeping out like a tsunami. The previously scattered vortex of air instantly reformed, becoming even more violent than before.

Within the vortex, fifteen light-years in diameter, wind blades, like billions of cyan blades, frantically sliced ​​through the surrounding space, even engulfing distant meteorite debris, instantly crushing it into dust.

"Today I'll show you the power of a Primordial Beast God!" The Wind Beast God roared in a low voice, no longer running away or retreating. The rhombus-shaped blue crystal on its forehead burst forth with an extremely dazzling light, compressing and condensing all its power, ultimately transforming it into a blue-green pillar of light that stretched across sixty light-years. Like a celestial river pouring down, it swept fiercely towards the insectoids, mechanical races, and powerful warriors of the Northern Frontier Alliance surrounding the battlefield.

This is not a desperate counterattack, but a resolute counterattack with everything we have, to make these attackers pay a bloody price!
"Quickly dodge!" The Purple Iris Lord's face turned pale, and she screamed in despair. Her pale purple domain spread wildly around her, but it was as fragile as paper in front of the pillar of light. The "Endless Ripple Domain" activated by the Nether Lotus Lord spread out layer by layer. The pale green ripples were torn into countless fragments the moment they collided with the blue pillar of light. Even she herself was blown away by the aftershocks for several light-years.

The situation of the powerful figures from the other three major forces is not much better.

After hundreds of millions of years of hiding and cultivating, the innate wind beast god has broken through to become a fifth-order universe master. Among the powerful beings from various races who came to besiege the wind beast god, only the Lord of Annihilation is a fifth-order master.

The Lord of the Forbidden Realm was crippled by Ling Xuan's attack and nearly perished. He had less than one-tenth of his divine power left, so he dared not block the attack, lest he himself be killed if he was not careful.

The cyan-blue beam of light was unstoppable, like the scythe of death. Wherever it passed, space collapsed violently, forming countless tiny black holes. Zerg warriors were swallowed up by the beam of light in droves, without even having time to scream. Two war fortresses of the Machine Race were directly pierced by the beam of light, and their internal energy cores exploded, turning into two huge fireballs. The divine body of the Northern Frontier Alliance's Universe Lord shattered, turning into countless energy fragments.

The battlefield was instantly shrouded in bloodshed and destruction, and the air was filled with the smell of burning.

Ling Xuan stood in the void, watching this earth-shattering scene. His supreme imperial might not only did not diminish, but became even more solid.

"If you're going to die, die next to me!" Ling Xuan panicked when he saw the Wind Beast God rushing towards the lords of the various universes.

He rushed here alone to establish his authority.

If the corpse of this beast god falls into the hands of other races, they will not only lose face, but also their prestige, let alone establish their authority.

Ling Xuan snorted coldly, his figure flashing like golden lightning, instantly appearing beside the pillar of light.

He raised his hand and clapped, golden patterns flowing in his palm, and the ultimate divine power condensed into a golden palm shadow that spanned ten light-years.

This palm strike landed squarely on the middle of the pillar of light, without any extra movements, forcefully severing the pillar of light with absolute power.

"Boom!" The sound of gold and cyan colliding reverberated through the starry sea. Half of the pillar of light lost its support and dissipated into countless specks of light. The remaining half lost its aim and grazed the edge of the mechanical race's fortress, blasting a desolate planet into dust.

At the same time, the Dream Demon Ancestor also made its move, its giant tail sweeping across, and silver-white energy crashed like a wave against the aftershocks of the light pillar on the other side—its thoughts were exactly the same as Ling Xuan's: the corpse of the Wind Beast God must not be damaged in the chaos, otherwise the struggle of the demon race would lose its meaning.

The Wind Beast God exhausted its last bit of divine power, its massive body plummeting straight down from mid-air like a puppet with its strings cut. Its six pairs of wings drooped limply, and blue-green blood gushed from the wound on its chest, leaving a long trail of blood in the void. Even the blue crystal on its forehead lost its luster, leaving only a faint shimmer.

It struggled to turn its eyes, looking at the severed beam of light and the ravaged battlefield around it. Its lips parted slightly, as if in resentment, but it could no longer utter a sound.

Would Ling Xuan give it a chance to breathe?

With a flash, the Supreme Emperor's might, like an invisible shackle, instantly locked onto the Wind Beast God's body.

He raised his hand and unleashed a palm strike, the golden palm shadow carrying an irresistible force, slamming it hard onto the head of the Wind Beast God.

With a crisp "crack," the Beast God's skull shattered, and blue-green blood mixed with brain matter gushed out, splashing into the void.

The Wind Beast God's pupils instantly lost their luster, and its massive body, having completely lost its support, crashed heavily into the void, stirring up ripples of energy. This flesh and blood body, at the level of a universe master, was devoid of life and floated quietly in the sea of ​​stars, radiating an alluring life energy.

"The Wind Beast God is dead, his body belongs to my human race!" Ling Xuan's supreme imperial might spread out, and golden imperial runes flickered in the void, deterring the powerful figures of the surrounding races from making any rash moves.

He stepped forward, intending to put the beast god's corpse into his storage space.

"Emperor Yan, this beast god's corpse belongs to my demon race!" The Dream Demon Ancestor's voice was filled with intense greed and anger. His serpentine body shot out like silver lightning, and his giant tail, carrying the power to tear through space, swept straight towards the corpse of the Wind Beast God. "This beast god has had most of its power consumed by my demon race. How can we allow your human race to possess it all?"

Ling Xuan's eyes turned cold as he dodged the snake's tail, simultaneously striking out with a backhand palm, the golden palm shadow aimed directly at the Dream Demon Ancestor's face: "I killed it with my own skill, why should I give it to you? If you want it, then use your strength to take it!"

"Bang!" The palm shadow collided with the snake tail again, and the energy storm spread in all directions. Ling Xuan and the Dream Demon Ancestor retreated several light-years each, and intense fighting spirit ignited in their eyes.

Meanwhile, the powerful figures from various races around them could no longer contain themselves.

Now that the two strongest individuals have made their move, if they do not act soon, they will not even get the leftovers.

The Beast God's corpse is definitely out of the question; anyone who dares to lay a finger on it will surely face fierce attacks from the two strongest beings. However, the flesh and blood torn apart in the previous battle can be contested.

The two remaining war fortresses of the Lord of the Sky-Splitter fired traction beams, locking onto one of the Beast God's wings, attempting to drag it towards their side; the Lord of the Universe of the Northern Frontier Alliance wielded his longsword and charged towards the Zerg army, with Zerg warriors falling one after another amidst the flashing blades; the Lord of the Purple Iris and the Lord of the Nether Lotus also joined forces to unleash their power, attempting to snatch the Beast God's wing from the side.

The Lord of Changjiu was the weakest and could only hesitate, far from the core of the battlefield, wondering whether to go forward.

"A bunch of ants dare to covet it?" Dream Demon Ancestor roared, and his "Dream Ancestor Domain" instantly unfolded around him. Countless snake shadows condensed within the pale silver domain and shot towards the powerful figures of various races like a rainstorm. Wherever the snake shadows passed, insect warriors fell in droves, the guiding beams were torn apart, and the powerful figures of the Northern Frontier Alliance retreated one after another.

Ling Xuan focused on protecting the Beast God's corpse, and his supreme imperial might transformed into an invisible barrier, repelling all the forces of the various races that approached.

He struck the mechanical race's war fortress with a palm strike, the golden palm force smashing a large hole in the fortress's outer shell, destroying it on the spot; he then forced back the Northern Frontier Alliance's Universe Lord with another palm strike, the aftershocks of which shook the opponent's divine body violently.

Seeing this, the Dream Demon Ancestor's snake eyes flashed with a calculating glint. Instead of attacking Ling Xuan, its giant tail suddenly coiled around the torso of the Beast God's corpse—it wanted to take advantage of Ling Xuan's obstruction of the various races to forcibly seize the corpse.

"Don't even think about it!" Ling Xuan instantly sensed it, his figure flashed and he blocked in front of the corpse. The golden patterns on his palm surged, and a golden palm shadow went straight for the giant tail of the Dream Demon Ancestor. At the same time, he grabbed one of the wings of the Beast God with his other hand, trying to pull it towards himself.

Upon seeing this, the Dream Demon Ancestor suddenly coiled its snake body around Ling Xuan, its silvery-white energy transforming into chains, attempting to entangle Ling Xuan's arm.

Ling Xuan snorted coldly, and his supreme imperial might suddenly erupted, breaking the snake body chains. At the same time, his palm shadow struck out again, forcing the Dream Demon Ancestor to retreat and defend.

"Meng Cha, do you really want to die?" Ling Xuan was furious. The golden patterns around his body trembled violently due to extreme anger, and even the void beneath his feet showed fine cracks.

"Emperor Yan, you are indeed a super genius unseen throughout history. All the major powers in the Cosmic Sea believe you can survive the cycle of reincarnation, but you are, after all, only a Lord of the Universe, not the strongest being in the universe." The Dream Demon Ancestor sneered, his serpentine body shimmering with silver-gray light, the patterns of the Supreme Treasure Armor faintly emerging beneath his scales. "Don't say that this is the Primordial Universe, where you can only unleash sixth-tier combat power. Even in the Cosmic Sea, with my Supreme Treasure Armor, what can you do to me?"

Seeing Ling Xuan's ashen face, it felt even more pleased.

Making the demon race's mortal enemy feel so frustrated was more gratifying to the demon race than obtaining the beast god's corpse.

"Hmph~" Ling Xuan laughed angrily, and suddenly slashed his brow with his fingertip.

In an instant, golden light shone brightly between his brows, and a vertical mark slowly cracked open. A golden halo spread out from the mark, enveloping his upper body like the rising sun.

The moment the vertical mark fully opened, a golden eye containing chaos and order suddenly appeared. The pupil of the eye reflected the trajectory of the birth and death of billions of stars. The terrifying pressure of will spread out as if it were a tangible thing. Even the powerful figures of various races fighting each other in the distance subconsciously stopped, their hair standing on end.

"Emperor Yan, you really dare!" The Dream Demon Ancestor's expression changed drastically, no longer showing his previous ease and composure.

The moment the Heavenly Eye opened—the void suddenly froze, as if the entire primordial universe had solidified at that moment.

A terrifying pressure far exceeding that of a universe master surged from the depths of the starry sea. An invisible force pressed down on Ling Xuan's shoulders like the sky was collapsing, instantly compressing the extreme imperial might around him to its limit, and the golden patterns dimmed by more than half.

This is the primordial will of the original universe, a power devoid of emotion and driven only by instinct. It was alarmed by the forbidden power released by the Heavenly Eye and, just as it suppressed the Primordial Ancestor in the past, began to passively suppress this "abnormal fluctuation."

"Om-"

The Heavenly Eye was not suppressed in the slightest, and a golden beam of light, condensed to the extreme, suddenly shot out from its pupil.

This beam of light, though seemingly thin, carried terrifying energy capable of tearing through space and time, scorching a dark trail through the space along its path, completely swallowing even the light itself.

The beam of light ignored the distance and shot straight at the Dream Demon Ancestor—even the most powerful and precious armor would find it difficult to completely withstand such a level of energy impact.

The Dream Demon Ancestor's expression changed drastically. He subconsciously activated his armor for defense. The silver-gray light shield instantly expanded to its limit, and the surface patterns flickered wildly. However, it shattered like glass the moment the golden beam touched it.

The beam pierced through the armor and slammed into its serpent head. The massive body of the Dream Demon Ancestor was sent flying uncontrollably, leaving an energy trail several light-years long in the void.

"Ah~" Dream Demon Ancestor roared in pain, but the next second he burst into maniacal laughter, "Hahaha, Flame Emperor, you have angered the primal will, just like your human race's ancestor, await your death!"

(End of this chapter)