Swallowing the Stars, Hu Yanbo's Pre-Godhood

Chapter 262 I want to train one...

Ten decades have passed in the blink of an eye.

The door to the meditation room opened, and Huyan Bo stepped out.

He stood before the hall, and his sense of cause and effect naturally unfolded.

The scenes of the mainland flowed into my consciousness, and they were clearly different from those before I went into seclusion.

Many of the sources of sin that were once scattered everywhere, as glaring as stains, have been reduced.

The remaining creatures, neither too big nor too small, all kept their presence tightly concealed deep within their lair, not daring to show themselves.

Amidst the clamor, the entire continent was shrouded in a tense silence, as if it had been frightened by something.

Hu Yanbo knew exactly what it was.

It was the commotion he caused while cleaning up the "costs" he had previously paid in advance for the "Great Road of Destruction".

Ten centuries have passed, yet the lingering effects of this commotion still resonate.

Hu Yanbo turned around and glanced at the quiet room.

Inside, one of his clones was still sitting, with the "Great Dao Diagram" slowly rotating in front of him, and the stream of light entering between the clone's eyebrows.

Ten centuries have passed, and the progress of integration remains slow.

Thinking you can perfectly integrate the six branches and enter the second realm just by relying on the Great Dao Diagram is indeed not that simple.

But it doesn't matter.

The purpose of the Great Dao Diagram is to repay debts; integration is an extra step.

I'll leave a clone and a bit of my mental will here to continue my comprehension; if it succeeds, it will be a pleasant surprise.

It's normal if it doesn't work.

Now that the debt has been paid off, it's time to move on to the next step.

Hu Yanbo looked up and gazed toward the valley where his teacher was.

"I'll acquire 20 million Chaos Origin Crystals to repay the advance payment for the 'Mid-Stage God Emperor's Will'."

Should we go directly to those two progenitors?

There are too many variables.

Go ask the teacher first.

More reliable.

The teacher had no choice but to seek out the two progenitors for a deal.

In this world, the term "master and disciple" carries a weight that often transcends blood ties.

Once the thought was settled, the figure of the true self had already disappeared from in front of the hall and headed towards the valley.

The Easternmost Region, the core area.

In a wide and peaceful valley.

Hu Yanbo appeared outside the valley, bowed respectfully, and sent his thoughts inside: "Disciple Hu Yanbo requests an audience with Master."

A moment of silence.

Before us, the seemingly ordinary entrance to the lush, verdant valley rippled gently, revealing a secluded path.

As soon as Hu Yanbo stepped inside, the surrounding scenery changed, and he found himself in a spacious and bright quiet room.

The room was not decorated luxuriously, with only a few futons.

On the prayer mat, Feng hope, dressed in a simple blue robe, had already opened her eyes.

Deep within his eyes, subtle, mysterious patterns flickered.

The Eye of Cause and Effect, the Perception of Life, the Resonance of Spacetime Imprints—several top-level observation methods that require no deduction operate simultaneously in her mind.

The supreme rules indeed protected Huyanbo's fate, making his past and future unclear and difficult to trace and predict.

But Hu Yanbo stood there, face to face, and the traces he exuded were like lights in the darkness for someone like Feng hope.

"this----"

Feng hope's gaze froze.

Centuries?

Only a hundred years?

The young disciple stood there, his body radiating Daoist energy, his life force and causal foundation seemingly solidified, and a strange rhythm that she herself could not fully comprehend—

The combined presence of all of this is no less than that of the "Queen of the Wind City" whom she has painstakingly cultivated for many years!

How is this possible?!

Even with her mindset after experiencing three lifetimes, she felt a momentary, intense disorientation deep within her soul.

This is beyond what can be described as "rapid progress"; it's as if billions of years of arduous cultivation and enlightenment have been compressed into a mere instant!

If she hadn't confirmed that the person before her had an authentic soul and a clear causal connection, she would have almost suspected that some ancient being was impersonating her disciple.

Hu Yanbo could sense the undercurrent beneath his teacher's calm gaze. He bowed again, his attitude remaining respectful:

"I have made some progress and have advanced a bit faster on the path of cultivation."

"I apologize for disturbing your meditation today, but there is a matter I am struggling to decide, and I have come to ask for your advice."

"Speak." Feng hope suppressed her surprise and regained her composure.

It's good that her disciple has extraordinary opportunities, but she's more concerned about what could be making her disciple, who now clearly possesses astonishing strength, feel indecisive and need to come to her for help.

"Due to my cultivation needs, I urgently require 20 million Chaos Origin Crystals," Hu Yanbo stated frankly.

"Twenty million Chaos Origin Crystals?" Feng hope raised her eyebrows slightly, and the mysterious patterns that had just subsided reappeared deep in her eyes.

The perception is correct.

This disciple's aura and foundation in Dao are astonishingly solid, no less than Feng Du's.

But precisely because of this—

Twenty million?

If Fengdu were given 100,000 Hunyuan Crystals, it would be enough to support her for an entire cycle of reincarnation.

Why would my second disciple need so many?

Is it related to the profound mysteries of the Great Dao that he cannot fathom?

Seemingly sensing the deep confusion beneath the teacher's calm gaze, Hu Yanbo said no more, his mind stirring slightly.

"Buzz—!"

There was no overwhelming momentum, no earth-shattering phenomena.

It was merely a change in "quality" that quietly descended upon this quiet room.

It was as if an unfathomable, tranquil starry sky had replaced the original space, and an absolute majesty that transcended all things silently spread out.

This is not targeted oppression, but simply the natural manifestation of existence itself.

But it was this "natural expression" that made Feng hope's clear eyes suddenly narrow!

This will—

She knows this level all too well!

This is her level!

Throughout the entire Origin Continent, there are only a handful of beings who clearly possess such a will.

And recently, there happened to be one who, with such irresistible willpower, silently crushed many great sinners who dominated their respective regions, stirring up a monstrous wave that swept across the continent.

"Is it you?" Feng hope asked.

She looked at Huyan Bo and continued, "When I left the pass, I already knew about all the major events that had occurred on the continent over the past ten centuries."

"Half of the other sinners on the continent have died, and many of the most heinous sinners have perished."

"The person who did it was very thorough, leaving no trace."

"I originally thought it was some reclusive god-king who had it." Feng hope paused for a moment, waiting for Hu Yanbo's reply.

On the mainland, two powerful individuals whose mental wills underwent a qualitative change emerged in a short period of time?

The possibility is too small.

If it really does appear, then she guessed wrong.

After that one "yes," the valley fell silent for a few breaths.

Feng hope's gaze remained fixed on Hu Yanbo, without moving.

Even though she already had some guesses, after knowing the answer, she still needed a few breaths to reconcile the image of the respectful disciple before her with that of the "mysterious powerhouse" who single-handedly swept across the continent and left the ancient capital helpless.

Over a hundred years—from the Chaos Realm to possessing this level of strength.

This speed, let alone in the Origin Continent, would be considered a monster among monsters even if thrown into the Holy Realm, where geniuses abound in the Hunyuan Space.

She stared at Hu Yanbo and finally spoke again, her voice very soft: "Your talent and ability, even among the many legendary god emperors in the Holy Realm, can be considered to be far ahead."

After Feng hope finished speaking, there was another moment of silence in the quiet room.

Looking at Huyan Bo, who stood with his hands at his sides, a clear understanding formed in her mind:

This child is no ordinary person.

What he needs now is not guidance, but resources.

It is a massive amount of resources, enough to unleash his terrifying potential.

Twenty million Hunyuan Crystals was a huge sum of money for her.

She served in the Reception Hall of the "Primordial Holy Realm" for three cycles of reincarnation. Including her past savings, the amount of Chaos Crystals she could use was only this much.

During this period, I did not exchange for any pleasures, nor did I participate in any unrelated adventures.

He broke each Hunyuan Crystal in half and painstakingly collected it bit by bit, just to save up enough money.

She originally planned to use this money when the Great Dao was about to advance to the middle stage of God Emperor.

Now, I've almost saved enough money.

but----

Feng hope shifted her gaze from Hu Yanbo to her loosely clenched palm.

Using this money to buy rare treasures is the proper, methodical approach.

Steady, clear, but slow.

Invest this money in this disciple of mine.

She raised her eyes and looked at Huyanbo again.

The disciple stood there, her aura calm, but beneath that calmness lay a growth rate and unknown potential that made even her heart tremble.

Investing in him is a huge gamble.

Gambling on his future is far more rewarding than any rare treasure could bring her.

Feng hope gently closed his loosely clenched hand into a fist.

"Twenty million Chaos Origin Crystals, right?" she said, her voice steady and calm, but the "right?" was no longer a question, but a statement.

"I'll help you figure out a solution to this."

She made her choice.

Rare items can be collected during the next rotation.

But the opportunity to invest in a disciple with unlimited potential may only come once.

Watching Hu Yanbo bow and leave, Feng hope sat alone in the quiet room.

-

Instead of feeling empty about the loss of resources, the fire that had been lit in his chest burned even more clearly.

She looked down at her hand, which she had loosened after making a clenching motion.

Twenty million—is that enough?

Huyanbo turned around and stepped out of the valley.

The problem of 20 million has been solved.

The stone that had been blocking my chest for so long seemed to have been suddenly removed, and a clear and comfortable feeling spread from head to toe.

He had considered other options before.

Find the progenitor, confront him head-on, and then proceed with the transaction!

Relying on the secret treasures of infinite space might be enough to maneuver, but that's a gamble.

Nothing compares to how comfortable things are now.

The teacher took it after it was slightly exposed.

It's convenient, clean, and it also adds another layer of weight to the bond between master and apprentice.

This deal is a good one.

With his mind at ease, he lingered, his figure vanished, and he returned to the palace.

Next, we just have to wait for good news from the teacher.

Just as Huyanbo calmed down and waited patiently.

An excited voice came from the perception of cause and effect.

It's Luo Feng.

"Teacher! I'm about to break through!"

This thought, like a key, instantly unlocked the passage to home.

Although Hu Yanbo's true form was on the Origin Continent, his consciousness seemed to follow this thought, instantly traversing endless time and space, and descending outside the primordial universe to the perspective of that divine incarnation.

At this moment, many familiar figures were already floating around Luo Feng's miniature universe.

Chaos, darkness, the teacher of the Desolate Mirror — and the giant axe.

"What would it be like to break through the cycle of reincarnation and arrive at that legendary ancient civilization?" the Chaos City Lord murmured, his eyes filled with longing and awe.

Due to the supreme rules, those who have already passed through reincarnation cannot say much about what happens after reincarnation.

All imagination can only be based on the ever-expanding universe before us and the transformation trajectories of the two individuals before us, to speculate and to outline.

"The Primordial Ancestor, the Primordial Ancestor of All Things, and now the Primordial Ancestor of the Milky Way, Luo Feng—" The Dark True God looked at the increasingly vast universe, his voice somewhat hoarse.

"After they reincarnate, they achieve breakthroughs time and time again in their miniature universes."

Even the slowest of them all, the original teacher, the Dark God, couldn't help but shake his head and smile when he said the word "slow".

"After the last breakthrough, the diameter of the universe reached 470 billion light-years."

He raised his hand, first pointing to Luo Feng's sky-covering universe, then his arm made a huge arc, pointing far into the depths of the chaotic air currents to the tiny point of light that looked like a backdrop—the Eastern Emperor's Holy Land.

"Look over there," he said, lowering his hand, his voice filled with emotion, "that person's holy land, through countless cycles of reincarnation, how big was it again? Thirty billion light-years?"

The Demon God looked around and clicked his tongue: "If it weren't for those two old guys, Zi Yue and Dong Di, I would have thought that after we went through reincarnation and went to the ancient civilization, we were all incredibly talented."

"That's true."

After the rampaging demon god finished speaking, a burst of laughter erupted around him.

Giant Axe grinned, his fleshy face beaming with a smile.

But the smile didn't reach his eyes. His gaze swept over Luo Feng's still expanding universe, then quickly returned to his side. His hands, hanging by his sides, began to unconsciously exert force.

The fire in my chest burned even brighter.

I'm genuinely envious, and I'm also genuinely happy.

But more than anything, something was stuck in his throat—the fact that he had become a true god before the original ancestor was sealed away;

Watching Huyanbo catch up from behind, overtake him, and disappear into the distance, I still think I'm the real god.

Now, even Luo Feng's miniature universe is catching up with his teacher's —

How can I be a true god?

This fact is stuck in my throat; I can't swallow it down or spit it out.

hum!

Just as this emotion reached its peak, something deep within his soul seemed to shatter with a "crack".

Before he could even think, the hand gripping the axe handle moved on its own.

He raised his arm and casually waved it towards the boundless chaotic void ahead.

Without a flash of axe light or a whistling sound, this swing was so light that it barely disturbed any wisps of chaotic airflow before being completely swallowed up by the massive energy absorption of Luo Feng's universe.

But the giant axe's eyes suddenly lit up as the axe blade cut through the air.

It became.

That invisible, intangible membrane that had bound him for countless years has broken.

When the mind is at ease, the skill of the axe comes naturally.

Almost at the same instant, in another part of the cosmic sea, the small universe that belonged to him, the "Giant Axe Founder," was trembling violently, and the cosmic membrane was suddenly bulging and expanding outward in the chaotic airflow!

Although this commotion is like a drop of water in the ocean compared to the vortex that devours the starry sea in Luo Feng's universe, the change itself speaks volumes.

The laughter and chatter of the Chaos City Lord, the Dark God, and others around them abruptly ceased.

"Giant Axe, you—" The Chaos City Lord was the first to react, his pupils shrinking slightly, his voice filled with surprise and doubt.

The Dark God's divine sense had already swept over the giant axe's entire body, and then suddenly hurled it into the depths of the cosmic sea, but he could not "see" anything; the distance was too great.

But that swing of the giant axe earlier was definitely not an illusion.

"A breakthrough has been achieved." The founder of the giant axe uttered three words, with a sense of understanding and complex emotions.

The rampaging demon opened its mouth, looked at the sun-blocking "giant egg" in the distance, then at the giant axe, and finally just scratched its head, muttering, "Well, this won't be the next one, will it?"

Giant Axe shifted his gaze from Luo Feng's still expanding universe to another direction.

That direction is where the path to reincarnation is located.

He remembered what Huyanbo had said.

"If you can create a tenth-tier secret technique, you can break through and come here to challenge."

"I've always been here."

The giant axe withdrew its gaze, waiting for the miniature universe to complete its transformation before it too would go and experience the splendor of the ancient civilization.