Swallowing the Stars: The cheat system only comes when I'm almost a god?

Meanwhile, the anger of the elders of the Heaven-Mending Pavilion had not subsided.

The Sacrificial Spirit was able to display his divine power entirely thanks to the pills brought by Little One, and it was also thanks to these precious armors that the Heaven-Mending Pavilion was not destroyed today. Yet the Rain Clan dared to launch a sneak attack on Little One right under their noses...

"How dare you lay a hand on a little one..." Lightning flashed in Mu Yan's eyes. "Rain Clan, you're courting death!"

"Kill!" Old Liu uttered only one word, his silver armor gleaming coldly.

More than a dozen elders attacked at the same time. Their original opponents were already seriously injured and lying on the ground. Now that they were free, they all targeted the Rain Clan camp!

"Wan Lei Yin!"

"Golden Storm!"

"Mountain-Shaking and Earth-Treating Technique!"

"Raging waves!"

"The wind sweeps away the remaining clouds!"

...

Although they are not the most powerful techniques in the sect, these techniques have become incredibly powerful under the blessing of the Divine Armor, with each one displaying power close to that of a sect-defining technique!

Mu Yan unleashed the Myriad Thunders, which transformed into a thundercloud covering an area of ​​a hundred feet in radius. Purple lightning, like a spider web, slammed into the Rain Clan's camp, instantly turning cultivators with cultivation levels below the Inscription Realm into charred remains!

Elder Liu's Golden Storm was even more terrifying. With the support of his silver armor, his divine power condensed into countless tiny flying blades, forming a metallic storm that swept across the area.

Wherever the storm passed, protective divine light and defensive magical artifacts were cut through and pierced, and the Rain Clan cultivators fell like wheat being harvested.

Elder Xiong Fei's Earth-Shaking Technique, combined with his heavy armor, caused the earth to tremble with every step he took.

He slammed his fist into the ground, causing the earth to crack and then close again, instantly engulfing dozens of Rain Clan cultivators.

Elder Shu Yun's Azure Raging Waves was a wide-range killing move. The azure blue ripples spread out, causing the spiritual power within the Rain Clan cultivators to go berserk. Many people's bodies exploded directly, resulting in gruesome deaths.

Another elder unleashed the Wind Sweep Clouds technique, sending a cyan gale like a knife back to the center of the battlefield as the Rain Clan cultivators tried to escape.

……

"stop!"

From the direction of the Rain King's Mansion, a terrifying aura soared into the sky; it was the Rain King, who was about to intervene.

But another equally powerful aura blocked their way.

"Rain King, where do you think you're going?" War King sneered, pointing his halberd diagonally.

The Rain King was shocked and enraged, and the Rain God issued a decree: "Does your Heaven-Mending Pavilion intend to exterminate all the disciples of my Rain Clan?"

The War King scoffed, "Didn't you all intend to wipe out everyone when you attacked the Heaven-Mending Pavilion? Now you want to reason with us? Too late!"

"Do you want to start a war with my Rain Clan?!" the Rain King roared.

"Let's start the war!" Ling Tianhou stepped forward, standing shoulder to shoulder with the War King. "You rats in the gutter, secretly colluding with other forces to stir up trouble in the Stone Kingdom, His Majesty the Stone Emperor should have dealt with you long ago!"

Although they were wary of the Rain God's decree in the other party's possession, the divine armor gave them boundless confidence, making them certain that there were definitely still living gods supporting the Heaven-Mending Pavilion.

Moreover... if the elders in the pavilion were to consider how hard they were working, they would be lucky to get a divine battle armor in return.

With two kings blocking his path, the Rain King was unable to break through for the time being.

In that brief moment of delay, the powerful techniques of the elders of the Heaven-Mending Pavilion had completely overwhelmed the Rain Clan's camp.

"No--"

The piercing screams were drowned out by the roar.

Thunder, storms, landslides, raging waves... all sorts of strange phenomena raged in the area where the Rain Clan lived for a full ten breaths.

When the light faded and the dust settled, only ruins remained.

There were no corpses, because they had all been crushed in the magic.

There was no blood, because the blood had been evaporated or washed away.

Only scorched earth, sunken pits, and residual fluctuations of spiritual energy in the air after the outburst.

All the Rain Clan members who came to besiege the enemy, including three Inscription Realm elders, seventeen Spirit Transformation Realm experts, and nearly a hundred cultivators below the Inscription Realm, were wiped out!

Yu Feng, this thorn in their side, was removed long ago. This is also why the Yu Clan appeared on the front lines. They were afraid that the Butian Pavilion would settle scores with them after surviving this calamity.

Dead silence.

The battlefield fell into a deathly silence.

Many of the smaller groups who came to take advantage of the chaos felt their legs go weak, and some even collapsed to the ground.

These people finally understood that the Heaven-Mending Pavilion would not be destroyed today; the Heaven-Mending Pavilion was here to establish its authority!

They wanted to use their blood to tell the entire wasteland that the ancient pure land could not be insulted!

Even though the inheritance of the sect's treasured techniques is incomplete, the foundation of the Heaven-Mending Pavilion remains, and the elders armed with divine battle armor can still unleash terrifying combat power.

Now they're figuring out how to avoid future reckoning...

High in the sky, the screams of the Sky-Swallowing Sparrow and the Qiongqi grew weaker and weaker.

The chaotic energy from the gourd offering had completely enveloped the two ferocious beasts. The green gourd gently shook, and with each shake, the beasts' aura weakened a little, as it was refining their essence.

"Old Vine... spare me... I am willing to guard the mountain for the Heaven-Mending Pavilion for ten thousand years..." The Devouring Sky Sparrow's voice was extremely weak.

Qiongqi pleaded, "I...I can hand over all my treasures..."

"Too late." The gourd spirit's voice was icy. "Those who have violated my pure land deserve to be punished."

The green gourd suddenly trembled, and a wisp of chaotic fire spewed out from its mouth. This was a mutation produced after the chaotic energy condensed. Although it was not as powerful as the divine fire of a true god, it was still something that ordinary cultivators could not withstand.

The chaotic fire landed on the two ferocious beasts, instantly igniting their flesh. Their extremely shrill screams echoed through the sky, but quickly subsided.

Ten breaths later, the flames went out.

The enormous bodies of the Devouring Sky Sparrow and the Qiongqi disappeared, leaving only two clumps of pure primordial blood. The gourd vine wrapped around them and collected them all into the green gourd, where it slowly refined and absorbed them.

Two ferocious beast overlords have fallen!

The Venerables surrounding them were all horrified. With Qiongqi and Devouring Sparrow dead, how could they possibly be a match for Old Vine?

They frantically unleashed their divine light in an attempt to escape, but were tightly entangled by the emerald green vines. Neither the ferocious beasts of Xiling Beast Mountain nor the humanoid creatures of the Primordial Divine Mountain could escape this place!

The gourd spirit ignored their dying struggles, its light dimming as it hung back on the vine.

It looked down at the battlefield, its aged voice echoing in all directions: "Those who offend my Heaven-Mending Pavilion shall be punished!"

Those six simple words sent a chill down everyone's spine.

The elders of the Heaven-Mending Pavilion withdrew and retreated to the mountain gate. The light of their armor gradually faded, but their aura of iron-blooded killing remained.

They stood there like a dozen insurmountable sacred mountains.

Little Shi Hao walked up to the elders and stood close to Huo Ling'er.

The shells on his body were still intact, shimmering with a warm luster in the sunlight.

The boy surveyed the entire room, and no one dared to meet his gaze!

A life of hardship, change starting today!

……

The battle at the Heaven-Mending Pavilion was not yet over, but in the chat group of all the heavens, message notifications were already ringing out incessantly.

The group members all saw through the live stream how Little One overcame the difficulties with their help, and at that moment, they were filled with a strong desire to share.

[Xiao Xun'er: It seems that the Purple Netherworld Longevity Pill really came in handy. Senior Ji Ling's residual aura still shows fluctuations of battle qi.]

A faint smile played on her lips, but her mind was already wandering far beyond.

The little one who is still a bit immature now is the future Desolate Emperor who will dominate all ages. If the Great Thousand Worlds will have problems in the future because of the absence of that "Flame Emperor"... perhaps we can ask him to send an incarnation to directly deal with that evil god.

While she was simply overjoyed, Xiao Meng, who was usually quite mischievous, had a completely different focus.

[Meng Qi: Tsk tsk tsk, look how tightly the little one is holding on!]

[Meng Qi: @Shi Hao, aren't you afraid that the Fire Country Emperor will lose control of his temper and beat you up later?]

[Shi Hao: What did you say? I was clearly protecting the fat girl.]

At the entrance of Butian Pavilion, the brat was still being stubborn, but after feeling an undisguised malicious gaze coming from afar, he unconsciously loosened his grip on Huo Ling'er's arm a little.

[Yan Lingji: Watching others fall in love is indeed much more interesting than watching those scheming and fighting. The feelings of young people are pure and direct, as warm as fire.]

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The Qin state launched a war of unification, and the process of conquering the six states was accompanied by countless conspiracies and schemes.

As a lucky charm of the Qin state, she also had to start working. When she transformed into a nine-tailed fox to persuade the people of other countries to surrender, she witnessed all sorts of methods, which made Yan Lingji very tired.

[Ye Fan: The little one has really grown up.]

Ye Fan: But then again...

He changed the subject, his tone now carrying a hint of fighting spirit.

Ye Fan: The power displayed by those Venerable Realm beings in the live stream is truly enviable.

Qiongqi, the Devouring Sparrow... and the aura of the Tuoba family's ancestor are all quite strong.

If I weren't afraid that interfering across the river of time would cause violent upheavals, I would really like to go and lend a hand, to personally assess the laws of this chaotic ancient era.

[Maoshan Lin Jiu: Fellow Daoist Ye is still as bold as ever.]

In Tengteng Town, Guangxi, Uncle Nine, who was about to clean up this zombie town, wiped away non-existent cold sweat.

[Maoshan Lin Jiu: This humble Taoist observes this battle and feels utterly insignificant. Even if I were to fully recover the cultivation I gained in my reincarnations, I fear I would be no match for a single warrior from any faction on that battlefield.]

Han Li: Ninth Uncle is absolutely right.

Han believed that with his current Golden Core stage cultivation, without the reliance on numerous magic treasures and talismans, his strength was roughly equivalent to that of the Rain Clan Spirit Transformation stage cultivators who were killed by the Fire Emperor with a flick of his finger.

The path of cultivation in this world is indeed vast.

His voice was calm, yet filled with deep emotion, which further strengthened his resolve to cultivate in a low-key manner.

[Ancient One: In any case, it is always comforting to see a predetermined tragedy reversed and lives saved.]

The Ancient One's voice was gentle and full of wisdom.

[Gu Yi: I have seen too many timelines where the entire world has slid into the abyss because of the prejudice or arrogance of certain individuals.]

It feels wonderful to see so many lives that should have faded away extended because of a single act of kindness and help from someone else.

She didn't care at all what would happen to the forces that attacked the Heaven-Mending Pavilion.

To the Supreme Sage who protects the Earth from invasions from all dimensions, the invaders deserve only to be buried in the dark dimensions to keep Dormammu company.

[Angel Yan: Little Dot and the people of the Heaven-Mending Pavilion had a happy ending, which is something to be happy about.]

[Angel Yan: In addition, this experience of watching the battle has made me more clearly aware of the core differences in the development paths of technological gods and pure fantasy cultivators.]

We angels, and indeed all known god-like civilizations in the universe, rely excessively on peripherals such as dark matter computers or super celestial computers. However, if these peripherals are cut off or interfered with, individual combat capabilities will plummet.

She seemed to be talking to herself, or perhaps seeking advice from the wise members of the group.

[Angel Yan: As for the elders of the Heaven-Mending Pavilion, their power originates from the runes they comprehend and the cave heavens they cultivate.]

Weapons and armor are merely supplementary to them; even without their armor, they can still fight powerful enemies with their formidable physiques and magical techniques.

It seems that one of the future evolutionary directions of the Angel Civilization may be to seek to deeply bind supercomputers to individuals, and to evolve in sync with the individuals as they upgrade... similar to the intelligent life forms in the Swallowed Star world.

In this way, external equipment is no longer a weakness, but a truly powerful and wieldable tool.

Just as the group members were either joking or deep in thought...

[Meng Qi: @Lin Yuan, stop lurking!]

[Meng Qi: Didn't you say you sent a powerful clone to help? The battle's almost over, why haven't we seen it yet? Could it be lost?]

[Meng Qi:]

After the message was sent, the group chat fell silent for a moment, as if everyone was waiting for a response.

A few breaths later.

Lin Yuan: No rush.

The two simple words popped up, conveying a sense of complete control and composure.

[Lin Yuan: The bigger fish hasn't shown up yet, and we need to keep our trump cards hidden until the crucial moment. Let them jump around a bit longer.]

These words raised even more expectations within the group.

Clearly, the turmoil surrounding the Heaven-Mending Pavilion is far from over.

Lin Yuan's divine power clone is like the Sword of Damocles hanging in the unknown, waiting for the moment when it truly needs to be cut down.

In the live stream, the little one grinned and showed a bright smile.

He knew he wasn't fighting alone; behind him was a "home" spanning countless realms.

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