Swallowing the Stars: The Birth of a Cosmic God King

No one can answer this question.

Because it has not been officially announced.

Because Yan Ning has never shown his full strength.

Because every time Yan Ning makes a move, he redefines people's understanding of the "upper limit".

This unknown factor has intensified the debate.

Some believe that Yan Ning is at most a planetary-level 3rd rank, relying on secret techniques and equipment to kill enemies of higher levels.

Some believe that Yan Ning is at least at the fifth level of the Planetary Realm, on par with the Primordial Era.

Some people believe that Yan Ning may have surpassed the Primordial Era, because when the Primordial Era was at the fifth level of the Planetary Realm, it was impossible to kill a third-level King Beast with a single strike.

But all of these are just speculations.

The only certainty is that no one on Azure knows Yan Ning's true strength.

And this unknown.

It is a power in itself!

......

While the outside world was still debating, Yan Ning had already returned to his home in Nanjiang Base City.

"Seclusion? Another seclusion?" Shen Yao hugged Yan Xi, her eyes wide.

"This is a real rest," Yan Ning smiled. "And... I'll go into seclusion to digest some things."

A month of high-intensity combat.

The clearing of the beast tides in the four base cities, from Shenghai to Linhai to Jiangyuan, may seem easy, but it takes a huge toll on mental energy.

More importantly, the Xuanhan Iron Mother needs time to digest.

The breakthrough of the Golden Horned Beast's clone required him to dedicate a significant portion of his consciousness to guide and refine it.

Instead of fighting outside while being distracted, it would be better to go into seclusion for a period of time and focus on thoroughly understanding this iron mother.

"How long?" Qin Xiuyue asked.

"About a month."

Is it safe?

"Safer," Yan Ning nodded. "Safer than fighting outside."

Qin Xiuyue did not ask any further questions.

She glanced at the two silent, silver-white metallic giants in the corner, Mithril Guardians, whom Yan Ning said were guardian puppets brought out from the ruins, with planetary-level fourth-tier combat power.

The more powerful and mysterious her man was, the more infatuated she became.

......

The days of seclusion were more fulfilling than Yan Ning had imagined.

During the day, I spend time with my child.

Yan Xi can already run. She wobbles around the living room, calling out "Daddy, Daddy" in a mumbled but strong voice.

Yan Yang was quieter and liked to sleep on Yan Ning's lap, sometimes for half a day at a time.

Yan Qing inherited Su Wanqing's quietness, rarely cried or made a fuss, and her big eyes were always curiously observing everything around her.

Yan Xiu was still too young, spending most of his time eating and sleeping. Occasionally, he would wake up, stare at Yan Ning with his bright black eyes, and then grin.

At night, they would work hard.

Shen Yao, Zhao Zixuan, and Su Wanqing are all in the best physical condition.

Shen Yao and Zhao Zixuan are already at the fourth level of apprenticeship, and their physical fitness far exceeds that of ordinary people, so there is no problem with their pregnancy.

After consuming the ten-thousand-year-old mutated black root, Su Wanqing's depleted mental energy improved, her inner turmoil dissipated, and she became much more cheerful than before.

She has no objection to the idea of ​​"having a football team's worth of children," especially since it was her own suggestion.

"There are many children in the family, it's lively." Su Wanqing said this with a gentle smile on her face.

Zhao Zixuan has always admired Yan Ning, ever since he was the God of War, and now she listens to him without question.

Needless to say, Shen Yao was the one who clung to Yan Ning the most from beginning to end.

Qin Xiuyue had just given birth not long ago, so Yan Ning wasn't in a hurry and told her to rest well.

then.

Yan Ning embarked on a joyful (yet arduous) "baby-making operation".

While working hard, he also separated his consciousness to control the Golden Horned Beast clone, digesting the Xuanhan Iron Mother in his inner world.

......

A month later.

At home in Nanjiang Base City, the four women successfully became pregnant.

Qin Xiuyue sat on the sofa, holding Yan Xiu in her arms, watching this scene with a slight smile on her lips.

"You're quite efficient."

She glanced at Yan Ning.

Yan Ning touched his nose and didn't dare to reply.

......

The world inside the body.

In one month, 90% of the Xuanhan Iron Mother had been digested.

The final fragment decomposed, transformed, and merged into every cell within the Golden Horned Beast's internal space.

boom!

An invisible aura exploded from the golden-horned behemoth.

Planetary level, eighth rank!

The golden-horned behemoth raised its head and roared silently. Under its pressure, the rock wall developed numerous cracks, and rubble fell down in a flurry.

king.

It is not "like" a king.

He is "the" king!

Before the golden-horned behemoth, an eighth-tier planetary-level creature, all life on Azure Star was nothing but ants.

Including that white behemoth.

"That's enough." Yan Ning withdrew his consciousness from the golden-horned behemoth and grinned.

A planetary-level eighth-tier golden-horned behemoth, equipped with the innate secret techniques of a bloodline at the pinnacle of the universe.

Even if that white behemoth was at the peak of the ninth tier of the planetary level, it would still be an overwhelming victory, even if it had miraculously broken through to the constant level...

They can only end up on your plate!

"It's time to end this."

......

That evening.

Yan Ning posted a message on his personal social media account, which consisted of only one sentence:

[After the rest, soon I will raise my sword and head north.]

The accompanying picture is a photo of a battle sword, the sword that accompanied him in countless battles, with fine cracks on its blade left from the third move of the Nine Forms of Meteor Ink.

The moment the news was released, the entire internet erupted in excitement.

But this time, the uproar wasn't overjoyed or praised; it was overwhelmed with shock, bewilderment, worry, and...advice.

Yan Ning's actions were completely unexpected by the War God Palace. The incident happened suddenly, but they could only contact Yan Ning immediately to ask what his intentions were.

Qin Mufeng's holographic projection appeared in Yan Ning's living room, his face ashen.

"Are you crazy?"

"He's not crazy."

"Do you even know what you're saying? Pointing your sword north? What's north? The Arctic Circle! The lair of that white behemoth!"

"I know."

"You know nothing!"

Qin Mufeng cursed again, "Yan Ning, I don't care how strong you are now, but you need to understand that that white behemoth is something even I and Hong Huang together can't defeat! If you go alone, what if..."

"There's no chance of anything going wrong; I'm confident."

What makes you so confident?

"The confidence I had a month ago is different from the confidence I have now," Yan Ning said. "I've become stronger again this past month."

Qin Mufeng opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but looking into Yan Ning's calm eyes, he swallowed his words back.

I've known Yan Ning for quite some time now, and this grandson-in-law of his has never really made any boastful claims.

"Are you sure?" Qin Mufeng's voice lowered.

"Sure."

"Then... I'll go with you."

"No need," Yan Ning shook her head. "If you go, I'll have to take care of you."

Qin Mufeng's face darkened for a moment, but he ultimately did not refute.

......

Upon receiving the message, Zhao Zhengguo remained silent for a full ten minutes.

Then, he dialed Yan Ning's number.

"Director Yan, I know I'm not in a position to advise you. But I still want to say this: the 30 million people of Shenghai owe you their lives."

If anything happens to you, we'll never be able to repay you in this lifetime.

"Nothing will happen," Yan Ning said.

How can you guarantee that?

"I promise."

Zhao Zhengguo opened his mouth, but finally sighed: "Then...you come back alive."

"it is good."