Swallowing the Stars: The Birth of a Cosmic God King

When the news spread, the entire internet was in an uproar.

It wasn't just a simple celebration.

It's more like a sense of relief at surviving a catastrophe.

"Director Yan isn't going! He's not going!"

"#YanNingDontGo# should be removed! Replace it with #LongLiveDirectorYan#!"

"It's not 'Long live the Emperor,' it's 'Peace and safety!' Director Yan, I just hope you're safe and sound."

"A mountain can be pushed forward slowly, but it must not collapse. I will remember this sentence for the rest of my life."

Blue Daily spoke out again, with only one sentence:

"He heard it."

Image caption: Yan Ning holding Yan Xiu, sitting on the balcony with their backs to the camera, the rising sun in the distance.

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......

In the deep sea.

The golden-horned behemoth opened its eyes, a glint of light flashing in its golden vertical pupils.

"Not going? Who said I'm not going?"

Yan Ning's consciousness chuckled within the body of the Golden Horned Beast.

"If the main body doesn't go, then the clone can go, right?"

The golden-horned behemoth swung its tail and plunged into the deep sea, swimming silently toward the North Pole.

Sunlight cannot penetrate this seawater, which is hundreds of meters deep.

But the golden light shone brightly in the darkness.

......

Beiqin Base City.

Located in the north-central part of the Azure Continent, it is surrounded by mountains and vast forests.

Unlike the marine monster tides of Shenghai, the threats to Beiqin come from the sky and the mountains. The number of flying monsters among birds is the highest in the world, and the density of land monsters is equally astonishing.

According to the latest federal statistics, the total number of monsters on the outskirts of Northern Qin is in no way inferior to that of Sheng Hai.

In fact, the complex terrain makes the clearing operation even more difficult.

Yan Ning took the Mithril Guardian out of the system space, activated it, and set it to "Guardian Mode".

Two silver-white metal giants stood silently in the corner of the living room, their deep blue eyes scanning the surroundings.

"They will watch over you while I'm away."

Yan Ning told his four wives, "I will not take action unless I am in life-or-death danger, but once I do, nothing below the fifth level of the planetary realm can get close to this house."

Shen Yao hugged Yan Xi, her eyes slightly red: "Brother Ning, didn't you say you weren't going?"

"I meant not going to the Arctic region," Yan Ning smiled. "Northern Qin is in the south, not the Arctic region."

Zhao Zixuan rolled her eyes at him: "That's just sophistry."

Don't worry.

Yan Ning hugged each of the four children. "Bei Qin doesn't have that white behemoth. For me, it's just a change of scenery to practice my swordsmanship."

He paused, glancing at Qin Xiuyue, who remained silent in the corner.

"Xiuyue, please keep it a secret from your grandfather."

Qin Xiuyue nodded without saying anything more.

She knew better than anyone else that once this man made up his mind, no one could stop him.

......

Beiqin Base City.

Operations command center.

On the huge holographic screen, the topographic map of the area surrounding Northern Qin was covered with dense red dots.

The density is so high that it makes one's scalp tingle.

"Director Yan's private plane has landed," the staff officer reported. "He didn't bring many people with him, just himself."

"Alone?" Lin Beiyue, the councilor of Beiqin, frowned.

Lin Beiyue, a peak advanced war god, is sixty years old and has spent most of his life operating in the north, known for his steadiness.

He had naturally heard about and was well aware of the commotion Yan Ning had caused in Shenghai.

The instant kill of the deep-sea demon octopus with a single strike was truly astonishing.

But Northern Qin is not Shenghai.

The beast tide in Shenghai is mainly composed of sea monsters, which are large in size and relatively slow in movement.

The beast tides of Northern Qin consisted mainly of birds and wild animals from the mountains and forests. They were fast, had diverse attack methods, and were difficult to defend against.

Did he make any requests?

"have."

"First, don't send anyone to follow him. Second, the drone must be a super-antimagnetic model; ordinary ones won't work."

Lin Beiyue was taken aback.

It's understandable that they don't want anyone to follow them; after all, experts often have some quirks.

But what about a drone with super-strong anti-magnetic capabilities?

This level of strength is enough to withstand the powerful magnetic field interference and is a special type of equipment that can withstand the king beast. It is extremely expensive, and there are only three of them in the entire Northern Qin.

"What does he need that for?" Lin Beiyue asked, puzzled.

"They didn't say, maybe they'll need to do a promotional video later."

Lin Beiyue was silent for a moment, then waved his hand: "Give it to him, give him whatever he wants."

Furthermore, notify all War God squads to remain in place and stand by. Without my order, no one is permitted to approach Director Yan's combat zone.

"Yes."

......

The outskirts of Northern Qin.

Yan Ning stood on a mountain ridge, looking down at the dense forest below and the distant mountains.

The wind howled, mingling with the distant roars of monsters.

The air was filled with the stench of humus and blood.

"The environment is indeed more complex than that of Sheng Hai."

"But it's okay."

Yan Ning raised his right hand.

The 196 blades of the curved blade disc flew out from his waist, like small silver fish, swimming slowly around him.

"With the Golden Horned Beast gone, it's a good time to practice my mental powers."

People only know that he uses a knife.

Nine strokes of the meteorite ink, one stroke to suppress the vast sea.

But many people seem to have forgotten that Yan Ning is a double-ranked planetary-level expert!

Martial artists and spiritual practitioners have always progressed side by side.

"Let's begin."

Yan Ning flashed and leaped down from the ridge.

......

Beiqin Base City.

Operations command center.

On the holographic screen, three super-strong anti-magnetic drones have taken off and are transmitting images from different angles.

The moment the image stabilized, the entire command center fell silent.

What did they see?

It's not a blade's edge.

It wasn't close combat either.

Instead...

A school of silver fish!

196 blades, each like an independent silver fish, darting and dancing at an astonishing speed through the sky, through dense forests, and through mountain streams.

They don't fly around randomly; they have a clear division of labor: some are responsible for cutting, some for pursuing, some for blocking escape routes, and some for issuing warnings.

Like a well-trained army.

Yan Ning didn't even make a move.

He simply stood in the center of the battlefield, his hands behind his back, his gaze calmly fixed on the scene ahead.

Those silver blades seemed to be an extension of his will, striking wherever he pointed, his mind and the blade moving as he intended.

A lord-level bird swooped down from the sky at a speed so fast that it was almost impossible to see with the naked eye.

But before it got within 300 meters of Yan Ning, three blades were already fired from three directions simultaneously.

The blade pierced its wings, head, and heart.

The lord-level creature didn't even have time to let out a scream before turning into a cloud of blood mist.

A giant bear, an S-class lord and over fifteen meters long, charged out of the dense forest, its every step shaking the earth.

Dozens of blades swept in like a silver storm, piercing the bear's mouth, nose, eyes, and ear canals, strangling it inside its skull.

The giant bear's body stiffened abruptly, then it collapsed to the ground with a thud, blood flowing from its seven orifices.

Not a single drop of blood splattered on Yan Ning.

He didn't even blink.

One head, two heads, three heads...

Lord-level monsters fell like wheat being harvested.

The efficiency is astonishing.

In close combat, a martial artist can decapitate someone with a single strike, demonstrating astonishing fighting prowess.

However, the mentalists' ability to control the battlefield demonstrated an overwhelming advantage in this large-scale purge—

Wherever the blade strikes, not a blade of grass grows!

Moreover, Yan Ning's mental power seemed to be inexhaustible.

From the beginning until now, his aura has remained unchanged, and the speed of the silver fish has not slowed down at all.

"Is...is this even human?" someone murmured to themselves in the command center.

Lin Beiyue stood in front of the screen, his lips trembling slightly.

He had met many spiritualists.

The Northern Qin base city alone has three mentalists, all of whom are at the War God level.

However, their limit is controlling three to five blades, and the control distance is no more than two hundred meters, with a continuous combat time of no more than ten minutes.

What about Yan Ning?

196 blades.

The control distance is at least a thousand meters!

The battle has been going on for over an hour now, and there's no sign of it stopping!

What's even more terrifying is that those blades weren't just flying out randomly slashing; they were coordinated with precise tactical intent!

What kind of powerful mental strength and precise control would this require?

"A martial artist and a spiritualist who cultivates both..." Lin Beiyue's voice was somewhat hoarse, "...can they even achieve this level?"

No one could answer him.

Because no one has ever seen such a monster.