Swallowing the Stars: The Birth of a Cosmic God King

The spaceship's quantum computer intruded silently.

The azure network firewall is as fragile as paper in the face of cosmic-level technology.

In just a few breaths.

The Illusion Clan then decoded all the encrypted and unencrypted information on this planet.

"Yo."

Gu Li stared at the screen, a playful smile on his lips. "There are quite a few alien ruins on this blue planet. The S01 ruins... its assessment level is at least Heng-level. Once I'm done with this, I can go check if there's anything I can snag."

"Star-level ruins?"

Helian's eyes lit up slightly. "Elder Mo chose this place as his tortoise shell; he certainly didn't pick it randomly. He really knows how to choose a place with good feng shui!"

"And this too."

Gu Li pulled up a file: "Primordial Era, Planetary Level 5, the strongest being in the Azure Plains. There are a total of fourteen Planetary level beings and seven Inspectors on the entire planet. Tsk tsk, a small temple with many turtles, but quite a grand display."

Helian scoffed, "A native is a native, a frog in a well, thinking this little patch of sky is all there is."

Gu Li continued reading, then suddenly stopped.

"Boss, look at this."

On the screen was Yan Ning's information.

His biography, battle record, and combat footage are all included.

Sheng Hai's One-Sword Technique, Northern Qin's Telekinetic Power, Jiang Yuan's Earth-Shattering Technique, Slaying the White Emperor in the North Pole...

Gu Li watched from beginning to end, his pupils shrinking slightly.

"This kid... his talent is quite good, no less than mine."

There was a hint of surprise in his tone, "A celestial-level secret technique? Did you comprehend it yourself, or did you dig it out of ruins?"

"Who cares where it came from?"

Helian glanced at it, unimpressed. "No matter what, he's still just a planetary-level ant! He might have some talent, but that's about it."

He paused, a glint of greed in his eyes.

"Some important people like to collect these 'indigenous geniuses,' so they should fetch a good price. Be careful not to damage them when you clear the area later."

"What if you don't have the talent?" Yin Jiuyou asked from the side.

"If you don't have the talent, just get rid of it!"

Helian sneered, "Anyway, there must be good stuff in the S01 ruins. Elder Mo, that old fellow, won't just randomly choose a place to be a turtle."

The three of them exchanged a glance and burst into laughter at the same time. It really was a time of smooth sailing and good fortune for them!

The relics were a completely unexpected surprise.

Helian's smile vanished, and his tone suddenly turned cold as he said, "Alright."

"Let's finish this quickly. First, confirm Elder Mo's condition, then clear the area. From today onwards, this planet belongs to us!"

……

The Arctic Circle.

The blizzard continued to rage, leaving the world a vast expanse of white.

A jet-black spaceship pierced through the clouds and landed silently on the ice field.

The hatch opened.

Yin Jiuyou was the first to step out of the cabin.

Behind him followed more than ten planetary-level slaves of various races, including humans, humanoids, and strange alien races, each exuding the aura of a planetary-level being.

They're perfect for guarding the gate, scouting, or serving as cannon fodder.

Even so, those who survived after all the suicide missions were far stronger than the Blue Abyss natives.

Yin Jiuyou stood in the wind and snow, his eyes closed, sensing the presence of his kin.

After a while.

He suddenly opened his eyes and burst into laughter.

"There's no mistake! No matter how well that old fellow hides, under the influence of the clan's senses, nothing can be concealed!"

Yin Jiuyou's body trembled and convulsed violently, clearly indicating that he was extremely excited.

"A powerful being of the universe level actually died on such a life-bearing planet!" Yin Jiuyou laughed so hard he almost fell over.

"It's still a garbage planet with a ninth-tier human bloodline! You were so glorious in life, and you've become so wretched in death!"

He lowered his head and looked at the ice beneath his feet.

Below the ice.

Deep underground, a cosmic-level elder of the Illusionary Heart Clan once perished.

Yin Jiuyou's voice turned cold: "Didn't expect that, did you?"

"Once a dog by the Elder's side, now it too has the chance to devour its master's remains!"

He was absolutely certain that Elder Mo was dead!

There was no breath at all.

The soul fluctuations unique to cosmic-level powerhouses completely disappeared!

Yin Jiuyou shouted towards the spaceship, "Boss!"

"That old guy must be dead! I can't sense any life force in him! We've really struck it rich!"

Helian's voice came from inside the spaceship, still cautious: "Better safe than sorry."

Elder Mo is a master of cunning; don't let him lose his life at the last moment.

"receive!"

Yin Jiuyou suppressed his smile, and with a thought, pointed towards the ice layer.

"You, get out of here."

Without the slightest hesitation, more than ten planetary-level slaves leaped into the ice crevice and sped towards the depths of the earth.

Yin Jiuyou stood on the icy plain, hands behind his back, a confident smile on his lips.

"Star-level relics, cosmic heritage, a complete planet teeming with life..."

"This trip was absolutely worth it!"

Just then.

A figure emerged from the wind and snow.

He wore a black combat suit without a mask, revealing his young face.

He had no knife in his hand.

There were no silver fish on its body.

It wasn't even entwined by the cloud vine.

Just one person.

Step by step, we walked out of the blizzard, our footsteps crunching softly on the snow.

Yin Jiuyou frowned.

He was displeased.

Extremely displeased!

The feeling of having an ant interrupt his sweet dream was like finding a fly in his food—disgusting!

"Azure Humans?" Yin Jiuyou narrowed his eyes, sizing up the newcomer.

He recognized him.

The computer's data contains an image of this person; it's the same person we discussed on the spaceship earlier.

Yan Ning.

The Seventh Inspector of Azure, a planetary-level being, wields a knife and is suspected of possessing some kind of eternal-level secret technique.

"What's wrong?"

Yin Jiuyou scoffed, "You think you're the strongest in Azure, daring to come here alone to your death?"

"Or perhaps, after witnessing the wonders of extraterrestrial civilizations, you've developed a desire to serve them? If you behave well, being made their dog isn't out of the question!"

His mental energy swept over Yan Ning's body, confirming the other's cultivation level.

Planetary level, around the eighth rank.

Planetary level, eighth order.

On this native planet, it is indeed a top-tier existence.

But in front of him?

Yin Jiuyou almost burst out laughing.

I am a star level.

A first-tier expert at the Eternal Star level!

Between planetary and eternal stars lies an insurmountable chasm!

Ten or even a hundred Planetary-level Ninth Rank fighters couldn't defeat a single Constant-level First Rank fighter.

This is common knowledge about the universe.

"If you were carrying some kind of electromagnetic cannon or energy weapon from some relic, I might be a little wary." Yin Jiuyou shook his head, his tone contemptuous. "Indigenous, swordsmanship? So what if it's a star-level secret technique? You'd be like a frog in a well looking at the bright moon when you see me."

He had intended to take matters into his own hands and slap the annoying fly to death.

But then I thought—

Why bother?

It's not bad to let the slaves stretch their muscles.

"You," Yin Jiuyou raised his chin, pointing at Yan Ning, "Go. Let this native see what a cosmic civilization is all about."

He paused, a cruel smile curling at the corner of his lips.

"Those who perform exceptionally well will be granted freedom!"