Swallowing the Stars: The Birth of a Cosmic God King

A downward-sloping passageway, its walls covered with a layer of grayish-black substance that resembled both metal and plant fibers, cool and smooth to the touch, with an indescribable texture.

Yan Ning walked about fifty meters.

A door appeared ahead—or rather, a rift.

The edges of the tear were jagged, as if it had been torn open from the inside by something.

"A circular spaceship?" Yan Ning frowned.

Judging from the curvature of the passage, it should be the wreckage of a huge circular spaceship, stuck at an angle deep underground.

The spaceship is not made of simple metal.

It is a product of plant fiber combined with a certain alloy.

Is this an extraterrestrial civilization...?

Suppressing his curiosity, Yan Ning was about to study how to enter the spaceship when the Moyun Vine on his shoulder suddenly began to shake violently.

It was excited.

The vines stretched wildly toward the crack, as if urging Yan Ning to hurry up and go in.

"Is there something?"

A vague thought emanated from the Moyun Vine.

It's joy, it's longing, and it's also... the urge to eat!

Yan Ning hesitated for less than three seconds before making a decision.

"open!"

Thirty-six curved blades shot out simultaneously, spiraling and cutting at the crack.

However, as soon as the blade made contact with the spacecraft's material, it encountered unexpected resistance.

That grayish-black substance was harder than an alloy; even a planetary-grade blade could only cut a mark the width of a finger.

"So hard?"

Before Yan Ning could think of any other solution, the crack suddenly opened up on its own.

"?"

The walls of the spaceship narrowed to the sides, revealing a passage large enough for one person to pass through. From the depths of the passage, faint light shone through, carrying a strange life force.

Yan Ning was taken aback.

Without further hesitation, he slipped inside.

The space inside the spaceship was much larger than it appeared from the outside.

It seems to have used some kind of spatial folding technology. Although it appears to be only a few hundred meters in diameter from the outside, the inside is like a huge domed hall, about a hundred meters high, with an area of ​​at least tens of thousands of square meters.

But at this moment, this space is already dilapidated.

The patterns on the walls are mostly dull and lackluster, and in some places they have peeled off, revealing the gray-black substrate underneath.

The air was filled with a faint fragrance of grass and trees, yet mixed with an indescribable smell of decay.

Yan Ning's gaze was quickly drawn to the scene in the center of the hall.

Several people were lying on the ground.

Four of them, all wearing the same base city combat uniforms with the words "Nanjiang Special Operations" embroidered on their chests.

They lay motionless on the ground, with no obvious injuries on their bodies.

But his face was ashen, as if all his life force had been drained away.

Yan Ning remained vigilant and did not approach.

He first manipulated the Cloud Vine to extend a vine, which gently touched the body of the nearest person.

The vines quickly retracted as soon as they made contact.

The message conveyed by the Moyun Vine was "empty".

empty.

This means that there is no longer any life energy in this body.

Yan Ning's heart sank.

He walked over, squatted down, and checked the man's pulse and breathing. There was no movement at all; he had obviously been dead for a long time.

The other two are the same.

Only the fourth one, a young woman with a ponytail, had extremely faint rise and fall of her chest.

Yan Ning did not rush to save her.

Instead, he turned around and began to observe the things in front of him.

A transparent, cylindrical container, about the height of a person, is lying on its side on the ground.

The container lid was broken, and the inside was empty, with only a small piece of withered yellow twig remaining at the bottom.

The branches are about the length of a forearm and the thickness of a finger, and their surfaces are covered with cracks.

But... it's pulsating.

Like a heartbeat, slow and powerful.

With each thud, the cracks on the branches glow faintly, emitting a subtle life force.

The scent was very faint.

But Yan Ning's mental power detected a kind of life energy that he had never felt before, a pure and extreme kind of life energy.

And right at this moment.

Moyun Teng has gone mad!

The young vine on his shoulder suddenly shot out, dozens of tendrils reaching out towards the branch at the same time. Its intent was filled with longing, an emotion so strong that even Yan Ning could clearly feel it.

"etc--"

Before Yan Ning could stop it, the Moyun Vine had already wrapped itself around the branch.

The branches seemed to sense the presence of the Cloud-Piercing Vine, and a bright green halo emerged from the branches, enveloping the entire Vine.

Two streams of plant life collided, merged, and devoured each other in the void...

Yan Ning stared intently at the scene, his thirty-six curved blades hovering in mid-air, ready to strike at any moment.

But what he feared did not happen.

The branches did not resist.

Or rather, it's actively cooperating!

A vibrant green halo flowed along the vines into the body of the Cloud Vine, as if conveying something.

The tendrils of the Moyun vine began to grow wildly.

The color changed from emerald green to dark green, and then from dark green to dark green, with golden lines appearing on the surface.

The whole process lasted about three minutes.

then.

The halo on the branches completely dissipated, and the withered yellow branches shattered into powder with a snap, scattering all over the ground.

The Moyun Vine suddenly expanded.

It went from being the size of a soccer ball to the size of a washbasin.

The number of vines increased several times, covered with golden patterns, and emitted a faint halo of life.

It conveyed a sense of satisfaction—

"tasty".

"...That's it?"

Yan Ning was somewhat dazed by the scene before him.

The incident of the broken seal of the ruins, which troubled the two war gods, almost triggered a riot of beasts, and put the entire Nanjiang Base City on high alert, has come to an end.

Did Moyun Teng swallow the culprit whole?

"That's it?" Yan Ning still couldn't believe it.

Moyun Teng transmitted a new thought: "There's more below..."

Yan Ning's heart jumped again.

"I knew it! How could it be that simple?"

He stood up, glanced at the dying female warrior on the ground, and said, "Never mind, let's go down and check on her first."

Three hundred meters underground.

Yan Ning climbed down a passageway inside the spaceship.

The walls of the passageway were completely rotten and crumbled into dust at the slightest touch.

The deeper you go, the stronger the fragrance of grass and trees in the air becomes, but the smell of decay also grows heavier.

at last.

The very core of the spaceship.

A seed the size of a fist was also suspended in the center of the space.

The vision was even more pronounced than the branch.

dong dong dong-

A powerful surge of life energy is flowing.

Moyun Teng became excited again.

It flew off Yan Ning's shoulder and hovered in front of the seed, its vines stretching out cautiously, as if afraid of disturbing it.

The seeds seemed to sense the presence of the cloud vine.

It stopped spinning, and the emerald green halo receded somewhat, as if it were... scrutinizing.

The two life energies of plants began to communicate.

Yan Ning couldn't understand this kind of communication, but he could sense the emotional changes in Mo Yunteng.

First came surprise, then understanding, and finally a... faint sadness.

The exchange lasted for a long time.

at last.

The Cloud Vine retracted its tendrils and slowly fell back onto Yan Ning's shoulder, conveying a clear thought:

"It is... one of my kind."