Swallowing the Stars, Hu Yanbo's Pre-Godhood

Chapter 225 Give me your light!

"die."

Hu Yanbo pointed into the distance and uttered a single word.

With a slight movement of his fingertips, five illusory beast heads quietly appeared and disappeared into the five stiff heads of the Beast Realm.

This is a soul-annihilating technique, activated by the divine power and holy will of the eternal true god Huyanbo. Its power is enough to easily annihilate the soul of the true god of the void.

The will and soul essence of the Beast of the Realm are indeed powerful and resilient. Under normal circumstances, even when faced with soul attacks far exceeding their own strength, they can struggle, resist, and even use their innate secret techniques to save their lives.

But at this moment, they are in a deep mental coma caused by the "Art of Ranks," and their soul defenses are like an undefended city.

The illusory beast head burrowed into its soul core, like a spark falling into an unprotected haystack.

The five pairs of crimson eyes, which had retained a destructive and ferocious light even when the person was unconscious, instantly dimmed completely.

The massive body, having lost all its strength, began to slowly slump.

As the five great Beasts died, their souls were connected to them, and their more than fifty million avatars scattered throughout the surrounding void trembled at the same instant, turning into countless black specks of light that drifted across the sky, leaving no trace.

Only one Beast of the Realm—Mohe, a unique and gifted creature among the Beasts of the Realm, was deliberately left behind by Huyan Bo.

At this moment, it also fell into a coma due to the suppression of the will of the "Lieyuan Technique" and lost control of all its clones.

The countless clones scattered around it, as time passed, involuntarily transformed into streams of light, rolled back, and merged with its original body.

Mohe's hideous true form was then fully revealed, silently floating in the void.

"receive."

With a thought, Hu Yanbo conjured up a palace-like treasure that rapidly grew larger as it spun around, its base opening and releasing a powerful suction force.

The five corpses of the world beasts, along with the unconscious Mohe whose true form had been revealed, were enveloped and suppressed inside the palace's secret treasure.

The interior of this palace treasure is vast and divided into many areas. In one of the specially made cells, a second-tier minor world beast that was captured along the way is being imprisoned.

"Master!" Sensing the arrival of Huyan Bo's will, the enslaved little world beast immediately greeted him respectfully.

Hu Yanbo nodded slightly.

It was after enslaving this beast that Huyanbo learned this from it.

The other beasts did not show any special feelings or hostility towards it because it was enslaved.

It seems they simply believed they had been captured and imprisoned by Huyanbo.

They did not regard it as a common enemy.

This led to Hu Yanbo's subsequent plans.

The core space of the palace's most precious treasures.

Hu Yanbo looked at the unconscious Beast Mohe in front of him, stretched out his finger, and divine power surged at his fingertip. Strange, crystal-clear light spots appeared, which quickly combined and outlined to form an extremely complex secret pattern.

This secret rune is the "Spirit Control Seal," a profound enslavement technique passed down in the Wu Kingdom.

Hu Yanbo flicked his fingertips lightly.

The soul rune transformed into a barely perceptible stream of light, and with a whoosh, it disappeared into one of Mohe's black eyes.

The secret runes entered his body like water droplets merging into the ocean, disappearing instantly without causing the slightest reaction in Mohe's body, or even causing the slightest ripple in his unconscious soul.

Huyan Bo's avatar stood with his hands behind his back, waiting quietly.

"Did we win?"

"Have we defeated all things?"

"We have defeated all things!!"

What greeted the eyes of Mohe was devastation.

Besides the waves of dizziness and weakness that followed, Mohe also saw five corpses of world beasts lying around him in various tragic poses. These were Garuda, Hui, and several other final rivals.

In the distance, in the center of the shattered void, the golden figure, though still frightening, was devoid of life.

"Wanxiang is dead! Really dead! Hahaha! The other competitors are all dead too! Good riddance! Wonderful death!" Mohe frantically tore at the corpses of the remaining world beasts. With each bite it devoured, its injuries healed a little, and its aura grew stronger.

"Only those first and second-tier weaklings are left!"

"I...I'm going to be king!"

"I'm going to be king—!!!"

A strong emotional fluctuation emanated from Mohe. Its body convulsed unconsciously, and strange hoarse sounds came from its throat. The corners of its mouths on its two heads even stretched unnaturally, as if it were laughing wildly.

Inside the palace, Huyan Boping watched all of this unfold.

Suddenly, a strange mark appeared on the center of Mohe's chest, beneath the skin where shadow and solidity intertwined.

The mark was dark gold, shaped like an intricate chain with interlocking links, or like countless tiny runes connected end to end. It appeared for only a moment before disappearing completely, as if it had a life of its own.

"A sixth-order world beast, its soul essence is indeed powerful. If it hadn't fallen into a deep coma, the 'Spirit Control Seal' might not have been able to be completed." Hu Yanbo sensed that the mark had successfully taken root and was closely connected with the soul essence of Mohe, and felt reassured.

Without this strongest realm beast as a medium, he would have to search the entire universe for those cunning and escaped beasts.

In Hu Yanbo's perception of cause and effect, the lines representing the Beasts were like a school of fish scattered by fright, fleeing wildly in all directions from the exit of the dark place toward the Cosmic Sea.

These unsummoned first and second-tier world beasts, if allowed to scatter and lurk in the vast cosmic sea, would also be a problem.

At that moment, Mohe's eyelids suddenly opened!

In its two single, scarlet eyes, the initial elation and bewilderment of victory slowly focused as it saw Huyanbo standing calmly and exuding an aura of power in front of it.

Mohe blinked, his massive body stiffening as the fervent afterglow of victory deep within his soul clashed violently with the cold reality of the scene before him.

It stared blankly, then muttered unconsciously, "Am I going to become king?"

"It's time to wake up," Hu Yanbo said with some disdain.

"You, how are you still alive?!" Mohe was struck dumb. "We, the six Great Beasts of the Realm, fought a fierce battle with you. Five of us died, and I was also critically injured and on the verge of death. We just... we just managed to kill you. How could this be?"

The immense cognitive confusion left Mohe speechless. He instinctively wanted to retreat, but then felt a sense of closeness coming from the depths of his soul!

"Mohe!"

Hu Yanbo said no more, his mind stirring slightly.

Mohe trembled violently, its body reacting before its consciousness. Its ferocious and enormous body involuntarily lowered, its two heads bowing respectfully: "Master."

"Now that you are enslaved by me, what is the current situation of those escaped beasts?" Hu Yanbo asked.

"Reporting back to the owner, they scattered and fled, still shaken."

"Right now, they are desperately trying to ask me through the mental network what my situation is after the fall of Garuda and the other five, and whether I can still defeat you," Mohe replied respectfully immediately.

"Hmm." Hu Yanbo nodded slightly, his gaze sweeping over the five enormous corpses of the Beast Realm not far away. "In that case, go and devour Garuda and the others' corpses clean."

"Then, tell those little creatures that you were fighting me. Garuda and the others are dead, but they also injured me."

"Take the opportunity to devour their corpses to regain your strength and seek a chance to retaliate."

Mohe was secretly alarmed upon hearing this.

Hu Yanbo continued, "Tell them that once all the remaining Beasts are extinct and all their essence is gathered into you, you will be able to advance to the Beast King level."

"At that time, killing me when I'm injured and restoring the dignity of the Beast Realm will be a piece of cake."

The remaining World Beasts are insufficient in both quantity and quality, making it impossible to support the birth of a second sixth-tier World Beast.

If even the strongest one, Mohe, falls, they will be hunted down one by one in eternal fear, with no chance of survival.

At this moment, the story of "Mohe devouring his companions in search of a breakthrough, only lacking the final source to achieve the king's revenge" is undoubtedly the only rope hanging down from the abyss of despair.

Driven by that slim hope, the Beasts of the Realm would willingly sacrifice themselves, for the sake of that sliver of hope.

Even though the Huyanbo are noble, they are not lowly.

They, the beasts of the realm, also wanted to fight against this unjust fate.

Mohe listened with his head bowed, a chill running through his body.

His master was both powerful and ruthless.

It's a hundred times more terrifying than the Beast of the Realm.

The beasts of the realm are brutal, straightforward, and violent, while their master's schemes are like an invisible net, drawing people unknowingly into the deepest despair.

Hu Yanbo said no more, only waved his hand.

Mohe's massive body immediately sprang into action, lunging at the five corpses of its kin. Shadows spread and began to devour them madly.

At the same time, following Huyanbo's instructions, he transmitted that carefully woven "hope and hatred" through the mental network to every anxious remnant of his kind in the cosmic sea.

"Garuda, Hui, the five of them have perished while severely damaging Wanxiang!" Mohe's voice sounded intermittent in the mental network, as if he were enduring immense pain.

"I'm also seriously injured, but Wanxiang was also wounded in our desperate fight! His aura has weakened considerably!"

"I'm devouring their remains!" Mohe's voice suddenly became urgent and ferocious, revealing a kind of desperate madness.

"Their essence can restore me, even make me stronger!"

"This is the last hope of my people! As long as I become strong enough and become king, I will have the chance to kill the wounded Wanxiang!"

Wash away the shame! Revive the name of my people!

"My friends." Mohe was extremely solemn at this moment.

"For the people, for the final glory."

"Self-destruct! If all the World Beasts die, then I will be the only World Beast left, and the Supreme Rules will recognize me as the King!"

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"Give me your strength!"

These words, like a final clarion call, heralded the self-destruction of the Beasts.

"Mohe, everything is in your hands!" In the distant cosmic sea, a Beast of the Realm was fleeing in panic toward Liuchong Mountain, its soul filled with endless sorrow and its last hope.

Immediately, a powerful burst of destructive energy erupted from its location.

"Mohe, I believe in you!" Another Beast of the Realm, fleeing desperately towards the Lost Sea, let out a short but resolute roar before self-destructing as well.

"You shall protect the last glory of our Beast Realm!"

"Kill that progenitor of all things!"

"We, the Beast Clan, swear never to be slaves!!"

One after another, cries of anger, resentment, or final pleas from the souls resounded in the network of the mind, only to quickly fade into silence.

One after another, the Beasts scattered throughout the Cosmic Sea, ignited by the hope woven by Mohe, chose to self-destruct.

"I, Mohe! I will definitely protect the last glory of my noble Beast Clan!"

"Serve my master well, the progenitor of all things!"

The beasts enslaved by Huyanbo self-destructed under his command.

Of all the world beasts in the entire cosmic sea, only Mohe remained.

"roar--!!!"

Mohe, who was immersed in the exhilarating feeling of his power rising wildly, suddenly had his two ferocious heads jerk up at the same time.

An overwhelming pressure descended, enveloping Mohe.

"Hmm?" Hu Yanbo, who had been observing quietly, also seemed to sense something and looked up.

"Has the supreme rule descended?"

As if to confirm his whisper.

"With a whoosh, the two massive sixth-order world beast corpses, which had been mostly swallowed by the Mohe River, instantly melted away."

"Rumble~~~"

Immediately afterwards, powerful auras of destruction emerged out of thin air, surging out from the void like rivers flowing into the sea, and began to pour wildly into Mohe's body!

Each aura faintly revealed the blurry phantom of a realm beast—there was Garuda, there was Crawler, and there were many more ordinary realm beasts that Huyan Bo had never paid attention to and that he could kill with a single blow—their forms were similar, but the details were different.

These are the final marks left by all the fallen Beasts within the Supreme Rules.

At this moment, these marks are being drawn by the supreme rules, converging as the final piece of the puzzle towards Mohe, the sole survivor.

"Roar~~!!!"

Mohe couldn't help but let out an even louder and more excited roar.

The already complex blood-red patterns on the body surface began to spread, combine, and evolve automatically, becoming even more intricate and mysterious, as if an invisible hand was drawing some kind of supreme scroll.

On the foreheads of both heads, a single, curved, and sharp horn slowly protruded from the center!

The horn was not pitch black; its tip emitted a soft, pure white light, creating an eerie yet harmonious contrast with the destructive aura of darkness surrounding it.

Immediately afterwards, the void around Mohe's body changed naturally, and countless dazzling white light runes appeared out of thin air!

These luminous patterns circled and danced around Mohe, enveloping its transforming body.

Even with his Eternal True God powers, Hu Yanbo could no longer clearly see the specific changes in Mohe inside Guangwen with his naked eye; he could only sense a powerful force!

A growing, increasingly terrifying pressure emanated from the ball of light.

The surrounding white light patterns appeared and disappeared intermittently, with old patterns constantly dissipating while newer, more complex patterns were born and added.

After a long while, the overwhelming pressure of the supreme rules that enveloped all directions slowly receded like the tide.

Om-!

The billions of white light patterns surrounding Mohe trembled in unison, then, like swallows returning to their nests, they all instantly disappeared into Mohe's body.

The intense light faded, and the oppressive aura receded.

Only then was Hu Yanbo able to see clearly what the Beast King looked like after his transformation.

There stood a tall, fair-skinned creature with two hands, two feet, a head, a mouth, a nose, two eyes, but no ears.

On its forehead grow two snow-white, sharp horns that curve upwards.

At first glance!

"Uh...isn't this just a little brat with horns??"

Hu Yanbo looked him up and down, raised an eyebrow slightly, and commented.

"It didn't make me feel particularly noble or beautiful!"

Having just completed his transformation and feeling the unprecedented surge of power within him, Mohe lowered his head instinctively upon hearing Huyanbo's evaluation, and the kingly majesty that had just gathered around him instantly vanished.

"It seems that even the Beast King is no match for me in essence!" Hu Yanbo thought to himself.

"System, after influencing the original will of the universe, what new influence has it had on the supreme rules?"

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