Swallowing the Stars: The Birth of a Cosmic God King

Yan Ning didn't even turn around.

Instead, they continued to charge towards the horde of beasts that were surging forward but whose defeat was becoming increasingly apparent.

One man and one sword, enough to subdue the vast ocean!

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Inside the command center.

Dead silence.

Absolute silence.

When Zhao Zhengguo opened his eyes, he didn't see Yan Ning being smashed into a pulp by the tentacles, but rather the half of the tentacle that was still twitching.

His pupils suddenly contracted.

He opened his mouth, as if trying to say something, but couldn't utter a single word.

Fang Ping's hands were trembling.

It's not fear.

I can't believe it.

He was just saying that Yan Ning was no good, that a second-tier planetary-level being facing eighty lord-level beings was suicide, and that Qin Mufeng was putting on a show at the expense of the lives of 300 million people in Shenghai.

just now.

He felt like a joke!

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The Palace of the God of War.

In front of the holographic screen.

Inspector Lu finally lost his grip on the teacup, spilling tea all over the table, but he was completely unaware.

"What...what kind of swordsmanship is this?"

"I don't know either." Qin Mufeng himself was surprised, and he was only now barely able to come to his senses.

Everyone in the hall gasped.

Yan Ning is only at the second level of the Planetary Realm, yet he can master such terrifying swordsmanship?

Is this sword technique from some kind of ruin? That shouldn't be the case. Apart from the S01 ruin, the other ruins on Azure are all rather lacking.

But if I figured it out myself, what the hell is this monster?

It was hard for anyone to imagine.

envy?

envious?

admire?

The emotions involved are extremely complex.

"It's not over yet," Inspector Liu suddenly spoke, his eyes fixed on the screen. "Look at the ground."

Everyone looked down.

In the image, another shadow appears on the ground.

It's not the shadow of tentacles.

Instead, it was a huge, fast-moving shadow.

Judging from its shape, it looks like a giant beast with wings.

It swept over Yan Ning's head, casting a vast expanse of darkness on the ground.

The drone's camera suddenly shot up, attempting to capture the true form of the shadow.

But next second.

The screen shook violently.

then.

It turned completely into snowflakes.

"The signal is lost!" the operator exclaimed. "The antimagnetic drone... has been destroyed!"

"What destroyed it?"

"N-I don't know. The last image that came back was too blurry; I could only see a golden shadow..."

Silence fell over the hall once again.

A golden shadow?

What kind of monster is that?

Never seen before. Could it be that some kind of unprecedented king-level monster has been born in Shenghai?

Nobody knows.

But everyone realized one thing: their previous doubts, questions, and skepticism towards Yan Ning had vanished.

It all seemed like a joke from beginning to end.

No, to be more precise, we should remove "seems," it's a fucking joke, he's a clown himself!

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Sheng Hai Wilderness.

Yan Ning sheathed his sword, glanced at the shattered drone fragments in the sky, and frowned slightly.

"We almost got a shot of the Golden Horned Beast."

He sighed silently to himself.

It's best not to cause them too much panic.

Some things are better for everyone if fewer people know them. This is a good opportunity to treat Mo Yun to something good.

The corpse of the Deep Sea Demon fell.

The cloud-patterned vine darted in quickly, conveying a satisfied thought: "Master, delicious! So delicious!"

Yan Ning sheathed his sword and looked up at the sky.

The drone is broken.

But it's okay.

Those who needed to see it should have seen it all. One strike instantly killed the Shadow King-level monster of Shenghai. That should boost their confidence, right?

Things you shouldn't see...

They didn't see it.

This is enough.

Yan Ning didn't have much time left, because he was attacking from both sides. Once the Golden Horned Beast started killing, it didn't stop. In just a short while, the number of Lord-level monsters dropped by 40%.

Monsters also have intelligence.

Given this situation, it was only natural that the beast tide was retreating.

From a bird's-eye view, the once overwhelming, gray torrent of beasts is being compressed, driven away, and forced back from three directions simultaneously.

Three points.

Three monsters.

A top-tier bloodline in the universe, the Golden Horned Beast.

Peak of the third tier of the planetary level, Moyun Vine.

And Yan Ning, the human wielding a battle sword and empowered by a planetary-level arc blade disc.

The three formed a triangular formation, supporting each other, and slowly advanced through the herd of beasts.

In the direction where the golden-horned behemoth was located, corpses were piled up like mountains.

It is only a little over two meters long, which seems "small" in front of the lord-level monsters that are often more than ten meters long, but every pounce and every tail swing will take the lives of dozens of monsters.

An aura of power originating from the depths of one's bloodline.

It can exert absolute suppression over lower organisms.

Ordinary monsters, faced with the Golden Horned Beast, didn't even have the courage to run away; they could only tremble and wait for their deaths.

In the direction where the Moyun Vine was located, the vines spread wildly across the ground, in the air, and among the ruins, like a swarm of golden pythons.

Each vine was like a straw, piercing into the monster's body and frantically devouring its life essence.

Monsters entangled by the Cloud Vine will be sucked dry within seconds, then flung away by the vine, becoming worthless empty shells.

The area where Yan Ning's main body was located was the quietest.

There was no roar from the Golden Horned Beast.

There was no hissing sound from the Moyun vine.

Only the edge of a blade.

The silvery-white blade light drew graceful arcs through the air.

With each arc of the arc, a lord-level monster fell.

A knife.

One.

Absolutely no exceptions!

The same type of organization is experiencing significant staff reductions.

They didn't die in battle; they were crushed, drained, or cut in two.

The stench of blood was so strong it was almost unbearable. The blood on the ground had formed streams that meandered through the ruins and eventually flowed into the sea, turning the near-shore waters a dark red.

Even the most frenzied and bloodthirsty monsters will become somewhat sober in the face of such a massacre.

Not to mention, there are three monsters at the same time in Sheng Hai.

The cleaning speed is astonishingly fast.

The herd finally gave out.

The order to retreat came from the depths of the beast horde, originating from a planetary-level fourth-tier king beast.

Retreat towards the deep sea!

Heading towards the deep sea!

Like the receding tide, the herd of beasts surged wildly toward the sea.

Taking advantage of the chaos, the golden-horned behemoth plunged headlong into the deep sea.

Its golden vertical pupils gleamed with excitement in the seawater.

The deep sea is also its home ground!

Those monsters that escaped back into the sea were not met with safety, but with an even more frenzied hunt.

The vines of the Moyun vine reached the seashore, hesitated for a moment, and did not go into the water.

It is, after all, a plant-based life form.

Although it is not afraid of seawater, its maneuverability in water is far inferior to that on land.

"Master, we can't eat the ones from the sea anymore," came the regretful thought from Moyun Vine.

That's enough.

"You've eaten enough today. Let's talk after you've digested it."

Moyun Teng contentedly shrank back into Yan Ning's collar, the golden patterns on its vines shining even brighter.

Its aura is rapidly rising, having already reached the peak of the third tier of the planetary level, just one step away from the fourth tier.

Yan Ning looked down at his feet.

The corpse of the Deep Sea Demon Octopus lay across the ruins, three of its four tentacles broken off, and the last one still twitching unconsciously.

Yan Ning bent down.

One hand grabbed the tentacle and lifted the several-ton corpse.

The beast's blood was still dripping, falling to the ground drop by drop, creating small craters.

He raised his head and looked in the direction of Sheng Hai Base City.

The setting sun is perfectly round on the horizon.

The crimson sunset was reflected on the sea, turning the entire ocean into the color of blood.

The sea breeze, carrying a salty, fishy smell, wafted over me, ruffling my clothes.

The one-sided clearing operation that lasted for most of the day has come to an end.

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