Swallowing the Stars, Hu Yanbo's Pre-Godhood

Chapter 206 I'm very happy (Addendum: Happy New Year everyone!)

Upon hearing this, the hidden cosmic lords in the distance were immediately thrown into an uproar!

Charged for blocking the entrance?

And yet he's so self-righteous?

This is blatant tyranny!

But feeling the five terrifying pressures, all his dissatisfaction and anger were forcibly suppressed. Being weaker than them, he could only swallow his anger.

Almost as soon as the giant axe finished speaking, an incomparably dazzling black streak of light, traveling at a speed far exceeding that of the other powerful figures, broke through the air!

Swish!

The black light suddenly slowed down when it was still some distance from the entrance, and the light faded, revealing a strangely shaped sphere that seemed to be composed of countless black polygonal facets.

The next moment, a figure stepped leisurely out of the black polygonal sphere.

This is an elderly man dressed in a simple white robe, with white hair and beard, a kind face, and few ornaments on his body. Only a few lush green vines and crystal-clear green leaves naturally entwine around his wrists and waist, exuding a strong sense of vitality.

An old man in white robes appeared, surrounded by layers upon layers of illusory mountain peaks.

That was the power transformed from the domain-type treasure of the Mountain Dweller.

"Hmm?" The white-robed elder raised an eyebrow slightly: "The power of this domain, though not at its strongest, is not far off."

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Without him making any move, the emerald green vines and leaves on his body suddenly shone with a dazzling green light!

The light was soft yet incredibly resilient, like the boundless vitality sprouting in early spring, spreading in all directions.

Wherever it passed, the illusory images of the towering mountains were forced back.

"With this domain treasure, I can still gain some advantage," the white-robed elder thought to himself. "But..."

He swept his light over the five strongest individuals blocking the entrance.

"With this lineup, I couldn't win against any one of them!"

"Not to mention a whole group." The old man in white robes sighed.

The strongest being in the Holy Land Universe, having lost the support of a smaller universe, is less powerful than other strong beings of the same level, relying more on the enhancement of multiple supreme treasures.

Facing these five powerful and formidable opponents from the Hongmeng Alliance, who are at their peak and possess extraordinary treasures and even more bizarre methods, it would be unwise to force our way in.

"We can only wait for the strongest from the other races to arrive." The white-robed elder watched from afar.

The core of the Tomb Ship is the Corridor of Life and Death.

Tens of thousands of ancient stone pillars stand silently, their tops displaying three-dimensional shadows, some solid and some illusory.

Five crystal-clear pillars, each belonging to a different candidate, are scattered throughout different areas of the corridor.

Each candidate was immersed in their own world of deduction, trying to find a glimmer of inspiration to break the deadlock from the endless changes.

"Ding! Dong!"

The voice rang out, penetrating deep into the souls of every candidate.

All the candidates were involuntarily jolted awake from their deductions and subconsciously looked up.

In the air above the corridor, endless light rapidly condensed into Duan Donghe Wu!

At this moment, Duan Donghe Wu Xuying's expression was one of unprecedented excitement.

He stared intently at the figure in black robes standing quietly beside a crystal pillar in the latter part of the corridor.

Time seemed to have passed for a long time under Duan Donghe's almost frozen gaze, yet it also seemed to have passed in an instant.

Finally, Duan Donghe Wu's voice slowly rang out: "Candidate Humanity, Myriad Phenomena" has met the basic requirements for solving the puzzle!

"What?!"

"Who?! Vientiane? The newcomer?"

"How...how is this possible?! He's only been here a short time!"

"Basic solution requirements? How many games do I need to solve?"

"Are we still figuring out the rules?"

boom!

The deathly silence in the corridor was instantly ignited!

Luo Feng also suddenly looked at the unfamiliar black-robed figure in the distance.

"Teacher?" he wondered to himself.

Because Hu Yanbo didn't contact him privately after arriving, and he was focused on solving the puzzle in the virtual universe, he was unaware of what had happened.

Is this the teacher's alter ego?

At this moment, Luo Feng recalled what his teacher, Zuoshanke, had once said: "Your teacher's world is different."

The more he read, the more he understood the meaning of that sentence.

Just as I grasped the rules and was preparing to solve the problem, the teacher had already quickly passed the first level.

"As expected of a teacher!" Luo Feng suppressed the shock in his heart, and the light in his eyes became even more intense.

The teacher has already paved the way ahead, so he absolutely cannot fall too far behind!

Duan Donghe Wu ignored the shock and uproar of the other candidates; his self-confidence never left Huyanbo.

Looking at Hu Yanbo's calm profile, as if he had just finished a trivial matter, Duan Donghe's joy and anticipation had reached their peak.

"In less than a few months, the number of solutions reached 1,500."

"I can't believe I encountered such a genius in this 'pond' of the primordial universe!"

"My lineage of the Duan Donghe is about to flourish!"

"Daxing!" Duan Donghe could barely contain his smile, then pointed towards the crystal pillar beneath Huyan Bo—

hum!

The crystal pillar suddenly burst forth with an incomparably dazzling golden light!

The light quickly formed a hazy hemispherical shield, like a miniature magnificent palace, enveloping Hu Yanbo entirely.

On the surface of the light shield, countless complex and mysterious patterns flowed and combined rapidly like living dragons.

Outside the boat of the tomb.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

A violent surge of energy raged wildly near the entrance!

The colorful divine power and the might of the supreme treasures intertwined and collided, turning this already chaotic area upside down!

On one side, the five strongest members of the Hong Alliance, led by the founder of the Giant Axe, firmly guarded the entrance.

On the other side were the Northern True Star Lord of the Eastern Emperor Holy Land, the Shadow Demon Lord of the Heavenly Bell Clan, and the Second and Seventh True Lords of the Divine Eye Clan, who had temporarily reached a tacit agreement!

These five strongest individuals from different factions in the universe are attempting to join forces to break through the Hong Alliance's blockade!

Only the founder of the Giant Axe of the Hong Alliance fought, wielding the giant axe to face these four powerful figures alone.

He fought against four opponents and held his own.

The moment the second and seventh True Lords of the Divine Eye Clan were flung away by the giant axe, their expressions changed drastically!

They learned from the divine incarnation of the Lord of Shadows that the Lord of All Manifestations had not only entered, but had also passed the basic requirements for solving the Rhinoceros Emperor's Bureau.

If this continues, by the time they actually find a chance to get in, Wanxiang might have already passed the inheritance test!

The Second God's face was ashen: "Giant Axe! What price must be paid to get in?"

"Three items!" The giant axe-wielding hand waved its massive hand, "Treasures of equal value to peak-level domain-class supreme treasures!"

"My Hongmeng will immediately clear the way."

"The value of three supreme treasures from the pinnacle of the realm?!" The Seventh True Lord roared in fury, "Giant Axe! You're far too greedy!"

"Greedy?" The founder of the giant axe scoffed.

"How could that be? The two True Lords of your Divine Eye Clan have a thought process speed far exceeding that of the Lord of the Universe. Once inside, their chances of obtaining the inheritance are much greater, aren't they?"

"Then why don't you go in?" the Seventh True Lord roared.

"We have all things!" the founder of the giant axe said matter-of-factly.

"You—!" The Second God was so angry that his divine body flashed wildly.

This is a blatant conspiracy!

Use Vientiane's leading advantage to force them to make a choice!

Either pay the price and hurry in to fight for that sliver of hope, or just stand outside and watch until everything is completely cleared!

The two Divine Eyes quickly communicated with each other using their consciousness. Although they were so frustrated they felt like vomiting blood, reality was right in front of them.

Time waits for no one, and the progress of Vientiane is terrifying!

"Fine!" the Second Allah gritted his teeth.

Without another word, his divine body flashed, and he took out three treasures radiating powerful auras, wrapped in divine power, and hurled them fiercely at the Giant Axe Founder.

The creator of the giant axe laughed heartily, reached out and grabbed, his divine power sweeping over it, confirming it was correct, and nodded in satisfaction.

Then, with a flick of his other finger, a glimmer of light shot toward the Second God.

"Here you go! This is a map of some areas inside the Tomb Ship, consider it a bonus! Hurry up and go in, lest you really run out of time!" Giant Axe said "kindly".

The Second God received that glimmer of light, and the information flowed into consciousness—a simplified roadmap.

Holding the gift, and looking at the giant axe's grinning face, he felt as if the heart of a true god was twitching.

"Damn it! Damn humans! Damn all things! Damn giant axe!" The two Divine Eye True Lords roared and cursed in their hearts.

But the moment they received the route map, their bodies transformed into two streaks of light without hesitation. Taking advantage of the passage slightly cleared by the Hongmeng experts, they rushed into the deep hatch of the Tomb Ship without looking back.

"It seems that some kind of upheaval that we are unaware of must have occurred inside the Tomb Ship!" The Northern Star Lord and the Shadow Bell Demon Lord exchanged a glance as they watched this scene, thinking to themselves.

The Northern Star Master's mind raced. The Eastern Emperor Ancestor was determined to obtain this inheritance. His primary mission was to ensure that the Holy Land would have the opportunity to inherit the legacy, rather than to fight to the death with the Hong Alliance.

He steadied himself and floated backward: "Fellow Daoist Giant Axe, our Eastern Emperor Holy Land wishes to enter this Tomb Ship."

"What price would the Hong Alliance require to make way?"

When he asked this question, the Northern Star Master also felt a long-lost sense of frustration.

How many cycles of reincarnation have passed?

Since the Eastern Emperor Holy Land transcended, has it ever needed to pay any "price" to other forces in order to obtain opportunities?

It has always been others who beg the Holy Land to share information and pray for protection!

This is truly the first time in history that such a thing has happened.

"Hahaha!" Upon hearing this, the founder of the giant axe laughed even louder, as if he had heard something interesting.

He counted on his fingers, calculating with great seriousness: "Simple! The value of the strongest being is the same as that of a top-tier domain-level treasure."

"The little guy I brought along also counts as one item."

"Hmm, you are from the Eastern Emperor Holy Land, with a rich family background and a long history. The title of 'Holy Land' itself is worth something!"

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He held up three fingers, wagged them, and revealed his pearly white teeth: "So, Fellow Daoist Beizhen, if you want to go in, you need three items!"

"You—!" Even with the deep cultivation of the Northern True Star Lord's mind, the muscles on his face couldn't help but twitch, and he almost couldn't maintain his kind and indifferent appearance.

The initial charge per person was barely understandable, but what kind of robber logic is that last line, "The name of this holy site is worth an item"?!

This is blatant robbery!

No, it's even more infuriating than outright robbery. They rob you and then tell you they're robbing you because you're rich, and that they're doing you a favor!

"Giant Axe, isn't that an overstatement?" The voice of the Northern True Star Lord was slightly deep.

"Excess?" The founder of the Giant Axe had a "I'm very fair" expression on his face. "Bei Zhen, the score needs to be settled."

"If people from your holy land go in, does that increase their chances of receiving the inheritance? Doesn't that take up a spot meant for potential inheritors among humanity?"

"It's only fair that we receive some compensation for this potential loss!"

"Besides, our Hongmeng is working hard here maintaining order and stopping thieves, you know?"

"It's not unreasonable to ask for a small tip for your trouble, is it?"

The Northern Star Lord took a deep breath, suppressing the urge to immediately unleash the nine Black Prison Stars.

He knew that arguing with this giant axe, which was like a rolling well, was pointless. The other side had their backs on their eagerness to get in and the fact that the situation inside the boat could change in an instant.

His mind raced, and he made a swift decision.

Having been the strongest being in the Holy Land Universe, he had long since lost his potential in the smaller universes. Even if he entered the Tomb Ship, the chance of obtaining the lost treasures would be extremely slim.

The ones who truly have a chance to be chosen are those little guys inside the Holy Land.

"Alright." The voice of the Northern Star Lord returned to calm, as if the anger from before was merely a passing thought. "I will not enter."

Immediately, two beams of light shot straight toward the creator of the giant axe.

The Giant Axe Founder grinned and grabbed the treasure without hesitation. He briefly examined it with his divine power and nodded in satisfaction.

Then he stretched out that thick finger and waved it at the Northern True Star Lord: "Northern True Path, there is one thing missing."

"If I don't enter, why are there three items?" Lord Beizhen frowned.

The smile of the Giant Axe Founder, the Beggar-faced Man, widened even further: "Because this one thing can allow my Hong Alliance to help you stop the Purple Desolate Holy Land."

"Good!" Upon hearing this, the Northern Star Lord was exceptionally cheerful, and another stream of light shot out, heading straight for the creator of the giant axe.

Despite being two major holy land universes, the relationship between the Eastern Emperor and the Purple Desolation is far from harmonious.

Therefore, the condition offered by the founder of the Giant Axe was extremely attractive to the Eastern Emperor Holy Land!

I get what you can't, I win!

Even if I can't have you, I still win!

The ticket business is booming.

Those who had already entered through the ticket system and knew the difficulty remained silent.

What if you don't know the difficulty level?

Unable to break through the Hongmeng, they could only obediently pay the entrance fee to enter, and then, amidst repeated regrets, they cursed the Hongmeng.

As for why I regret it, besides the difficulty, there's also the "ding! dong!" (a sound effect).

As the sound rang out, all the candidates instinctively tensed up and looked up sharply at the air in the corridor.

As the light converged, the illusory figure of Duan Donghe Wu Na, with his green hair and yellow skin, condensed and reappeared.

This is the second time Duandonghe has made a public appearance since Huyanbo entered the area!

"And who met the requirements this time?"

"It can't be another 'all things' situation, can it?"

"How long has he met the basic requirements?"

"Perhaps they are those few who came from the Eastern Emperor Holy Land? After all, they are direct descendants of the Holy Land, with profound foundations!"

"Could it be the true master of the Divine Eye Clan? Their minds are far more powerful; perhaps they're deducing that the Beggar has a different uncle—"

Inside the corridor, the candidates' minds raced as they speculated about which side would be the lucky winner this time.

But for some reason, almost all eyes, the instant they swept over the illusory image of Duan Donghe in mid-air, involuntarily drifted towards the rear section of the corridor, the area still shrouded in a dazzling golden light shield.

That was the place where Huyanbo lived.

The phantom of Duan Donghe Wu floated in mid-air, his gaze slowly sweeping over the faces in the corridor, some waiting, some tense, and some bewildered.

Finally, the image was once again deeply, deeply fixed on the beggar within the golden light shield.

"I'm very happy."

These four simple words plunged the entire corridor of life and death into a deathly silence more profound than ever before.