Swallowing the Stars: The Birth of a Cosmic God King

Nanjiang Base City, Councilor's Villa District.

Yan Ning is practicing with the curved blade in the training room.

Forty-eight silver blades darted through the air, tracing arcs.

His control became more and more skillful, and the blades worked together more and more seamlessly, dancing gracefully in the confined space.

Yan Ning's goal is 108.

But it's hard.

The ability to control forty-eight meteorites solely through the "Fragment of Meteorite Ink" and the spirit of ancient plants is already a miracle.

If there are no other rare and precious materials that can improve the upper limit of a mentalist's talent.

Slow progress is inevitable.

However, Yan Ning was also open-minded and did not get anxious or go astray, losing his true self.

According to the "Fragment of Meteorite Ink", the first form of the controller requires the simultaneous manipulation of 108 weapons to form a "sword array".

By then.

The attack is no longer a single-point raid, but a comprehensive, all-around attack.

One hundred and eight planetary-level blades erupted simultaneously; even a planetary-level powerhouse would have to think twice before attacking, let alone a war god.

The path of martial arts is long and cannot be rushed.

Stopping to enjoy the scenery along the way or spend time with family is also a good idea.

Yan Ning walked out of the training room and into the living room.

Shen Yao was breastfeeding her daughter, Zhao Zixuan was reading a parenting book, and Su Wanqing was sitting by the window, holding a cup of tea and staring blankly at the sky outside.

Three people, three states, but all quiet and undisturbed each other.

Yan Ning stood in the corridor, watching this scene, and a feeling she couldn't quite describe suddenly welled up inside her.

This house is starting to feel like a home more and more.

The sky outside the window glowed with a golden halo under the setting sun, and the streets in the distance were bustling with traffic. Everything looked so peaceful and serene.

but...

Yan Ning knew that Li Yifeng was not someone to be trifled with. Once he became powerful enough, he would find a pretext to bury him in a place with good feng shui.

He thought to himself that.

First, the other party's deeds were heinous; in a previous life, their evil deeds would have warranted execution ten times over.

Secondly, what kind of logic is there in guarding against thieves every day?

Yan Ning is a man of principle.

If the other party behaves obediently, Yan Ning wouldn't mind sparing their life. After all, an elephant won't care about an ant at its feet.

But... how could the other party possibly be honest?

Yan Ning's low-key and unassuming nature is also partly due to this consideration.

The other party will definitely retaliate.

Having crawled out of mountains of corpses and seas of blood, Yan Ning knew all too well the psychology of this kind of person.

Therefore, by feigning weakness, one can give the enemy a pretext and provide an explanation to the outside world: "Look, the other party provoked me, and I am the one who passively killed them."

"call..."

"I hope I'm just overthinking it." Yan Ning withdrew his gaze, turned around, and walked into the study.

......

Not long after.

On the communication watch, Zhou Zhengyuan sent a new message:

[Young Yan, I heard someone in the Great Northern Wilderness is asking about you. Be careful.]

[I understand, Speaker Xie reminded me.]

Yan Ning turned off his communication watch, leaned back in his chair, and stared into a deep gaze.

"Wow, they're really fast..."

"Li Yifeng".

"The Li family of Beidahuang Base City, the only son of a planetary-level powerhouse."

Li Yifeng's mother is a planetary-level powerhouse, one of the Azure Elders, and ranked seventh in the War God Palace.

Father, a high-level War God Spiritual Master, is also a top-tier combatant, ranked twelfth in the War God Palace.

The Li family has been operating in the Beidahuang base city for decades, and their operations are now tightly integrated.

As for Yan Ning, a newly promoted councilor, he was indeed no match for the Li family.

"But just because it's not good enough doesn't mean I'm afraid."

"bring it on."

"Let me see just how capable you are."

Yan Ning pressed his hand on the windowsill, applying slight pressure, leaving a faint finger mark on the alloy windowsill.

The power of a war god flows through your fingertips!

......

Ten days later.

Life continued peacefully as usual.

During the day, Yan Ning continued to sharpen the arc-shaped cutter head in the training room in order to control more cutting tools.

Zhao Zixuan's belly is getting bigger and bigger, and her due date is in two months.

Everything seems to be moving in a positive direction.

Until evening.

Yan Ning came out of the training room, intending to accompany Zhao Zixuan for a walk in the garden, but saw her sitting alone on the sofa in the living room, her shoulders trembling slightly.

Yan Ning walked over and sat down beside her, asking, "What's wrong? Did someone bully our little Azi?"

Zhao Zixuan looked up, her eyes red-rimmed, clutching her communication watch in her hand.

"My dad... he went to be drafted again."

"He left ten days ago. He said a Lord-level Ironback Golden Crowned Eagle had been discovered in the north, requiring warriors of general level or above to hunt it down. He said he would never go again after this battle and would come back to help me take care of the children..."

A sense of foreboding rose in Yan Ning's heart.

But he gestured for Zhao Zixuan to continue.

"The encirclement and suppression operation ended three days ago."

"In the past, he would always message me as soon as a mission ended to tell me he was okay, but this time... it's been three days and I haven't heard from him at all."

She finally couldn't hold back her tears: "I can't contact him. I can't contact him at all."

Yan Ning reached out and put his arm around her shoulder, letting her lean against him.

"I don't want you to take risks."

Zhao Zixuan clutched his sleeve. "I know you're a councilor now, and your strength is greater than before... but my dad is only a mid-level general, and he hasn't come back. How confident can you be if you go?"

She looked up at Yan Ning, her eyes blurred with tears:

"Martial arts is a profession where you risk your life. I've known this since I was a child, but I don't want to lose you too."

My baby is due in two months, I can't let him be without a father...

Yan Ning looked at Zhao Zixuan's red eyes and felt a sharp pang in his heart.

Yan Ning wiped away her tears and comforted her:

"don’t worry."

"I will handle this matter."

"But..."

"Believe me, it's time for the seats of members of parliament to be moved up."

Yan Ning glanced at the three women and said firmly:

"There's something I haven't had a chance to tell you yet. I've broken through to the God of War level. Wait for me at home. We'll talk about everything else when I get back."

......

Underground training room.

Yan Ning used his councilor privileges to access the recruitment system of Nanjiang Base City.

Ten minutes later.

He then found everything he wanted to know.

This conscription and encirclement campaign in the north was suspicious from the very beginning.

The Ironback Golden Crown Eagle is indeed a lord-level creature, but its activity range has always been in the mountains 400 kilometers to the north, and it has never approached the defense line of Nanjiang Base City.

Under normal circumstances.

Threats of this level should be handled by the War God Palace, not by temporarily conscripting a group of scattered soldiers at the level of generals to their deaths.

But the conscription order was still issued.

The initiator was a mid-level official in the Nanjiang Base City Council, and the reason for the proposal was to "eliminate potential threats in advance".

The proposal barely passed the vote in the council chamber, with only one more vote in favor than against.

Yan Ning flipped through the list of seconders to the proposal and the voting records, his gaze growing colder and colder.

After the proposal was passed.

The list of recruits was finalized quickly.

Zhao Tieshan's name was prominently listed.

Why would a 45-year-old intermediate-level warrior, whose foundation is damaged and whose cultivation has regressed instead of progressed, and who hasn't been on any field missions for half a year, appear on a list of targets for the extermination of lord-level monsters?