Chapter 1055: Creation Origin, The Call from The Bloodline (I)

"Everyone, calm yourselves." The instant the atmosphere between the human race’s powerhouses and the colossal beast empire turned tense, Faerie King Xuntian appeared between both sides, holding an azure lotus and hurriedly attempting to smooth things over.

Divine King Tarodell also slowly emerged, endless golden light gathering behind it into the form of a world. He looked toward the solemn-faced Zhenwu. “Your Excellency Zhenwu, and all of you from the human race, whatever matter there is, we can discuss it slowly. Do not act rashly."

The Purgatory Demon Clan had already been annihilated; the Human Alliance had won a great victory. What the four civilizations needed to do now was recuperate and usher in a new golden age. There was no need for any further conflict at such a time.

Although these divine kings and faerie kings also felt it was a pity that Chen Chu had died, they hadn’t expected that colossal beast to take advantage of his weakened state to devour him... or perhaps, this had been the reason it was willing to travel billions of kilometers from its distant imperial territory to lend its aid in the first place.

After devouring Chen Chu, its strength had inexplicably soared to an indescribable height, allowing it to so easily slay the Primordial Ancestor. Otherwise, with the Ancestor’s might at the peak of the true spirit level, not even a normal semi-primordial existence could have killed it if it had wanted to flee.

However, the humans and the colossal beasts weren’t familiar with each other, and with the current terrifying might of the Divine Fusion Dragon Emperor, the Dragon Palace cared nothing for Tarodell or Xuntian’s words. Seven ancient-titan-level dragon kings whipped up fierce gales and air currents as they flew over.

The Ancient Magma Dragon lowered one of its heads and rumbled deeply at the human side’s gathered heavenly kings and monarchs.

Do you wish to fight?

Compared to the humans, who had only two ancient-titan-level powerhouses, nine titan-level heavenly kings, and roughly thirty mythical kings, the colossal beast empire was clearly superior in numbers.

Zhenwu’s expression was cold. "Our race’s strongest has fallen to the jaws of the Thunder Fiery Dragon King. Though our strength is not your equal, we still require an explanation. We wish to know whether the Thunder Fiery Dragon King and Chen Chu had some kind of agreement."

Just as Zhenwu said, Chen Chu’s death couldn’t simply be ignored. If the humans shrank back in fear before the Dragon Emperor’s invincible might and pretended nothing had happened, what standing would they have in the mythical world from now on, and what talk of unity could there be? Even the alliance with the Heavenly Feathered Race and the Faeries would be jeopardised. At the very least, the humans would no longer be able to lead it.

Before the Silver Colossal Dragon or the other beasts could speak, a solemn, low voice sounded from above. In an instant, the entire world trembled beneath that terrifying pressure.

An agreement? One could say so.

A brilliant radiance poured down from the sky, blanketing the entire Forbidden Zone Battlefield. The shattered land transformed into a world filled with dazzling nine-colored splendor.

In that instant, none dared move. Even the colossal beasts of the Dragon Palace stood frozen, their wills rigid, and the principles within them solidified and unable to be mobilised. Before that unseen, pervasive might, even Tarodell, a semi-true-spirit-level divine king, instinctively held its breath. Because of the great distance, they had known that the Divine Transformation Dragon Emperor was strong—unmatched in fact—but they had no clear concept of just how strong. Now, with it summoned, they understood the meaning of terror.

It was the difference between a colossal dragon and an ant, not even on the same plane. It only needed a single breath to erase them.

So this is the power of a primordial colossal beast!

All of the faerie kings and divine kings were aghast.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The world quaked violently. From hundreds of thousands of kilometers above, a colossal beast slowly lowered its head. Its ferocious visage was like an apocalyptic planet descending from beyond the atmosphere, shattering the void and sending out concentric rings of black shockwaves.

In an instant, the clouds and mist within a million kilometers dispersed, leaving a vast, pitch-black void through which that towering, nine-colored form was revealed.

The beast’s body was so immense that the Dragon Emperor could no longer descend into the lower surface-world. Its draconic head finally stopped at an altitude of 150,000 kilometers.

This was with its cultivation only at the semi-primordial level. Otherwise, it would already have been repelled to the outer space of the mythical world.

The Dragon Emperor’s terrifying black-and-white vertical pupils gazed down on the world below as it rumbled deeply, its voice shaking heaven and earth.

Once, Chen Chu and I shared a special encounter. Each of us obtained a portion of power. My becoming so powerful was due to consuming Chen Chu’s portion and using it with my own to temporarily enter my current state. He also has not completely fallen. He merely exhausted his strength holding up the heavens. At present, his true form is preserved within my inner world. There is still hope of revival.

The secret that his true form and colossal beast body were one and the same was naturally something Chen Chu would not reveal. The soul split into two, allowing for two complete and perfectly matched existences without any of the limitations of avatars. This innate ability was Chen Chu’s greatest secret; unless he later achieved complete Divine Fusion, this would not be told to any person or beast.

"Chen Chu hasn’t completely fallen? He can be revived!?" Heavenly King Xuanwu and the others were overjoyed, their faces lighting with excitement.

Even the Celestial King, whose true form had unfolded into a thousand-kilometer God Mech, hadn’t expected Chen Chu to still be alive. They realised they had misjudged the colossal beast.

While the human powerhouses were reeling, Tarodell and the other divine kings, as well as the ancient-titan-level dragon kings of the colossal beast empire, were also somewhat surprised. Compared to Chen Chu’s life or death, they were more curious about the opportunity the Dragon Emperor had spoken of.

What kind of power can cause a late-stage ancient-titan-level beast’s cultivation to leap in an instant to the semi-primordial level, with strength comparable to that of a true primordial beast? And it seems like this current state is only temporary.

While the Time Dragon and other beasts were still reeling from this revelation, the Silver Colossal Dragon curiously roared,

Ao Tian, you and that human’s talent are both so outrageous, is it all because of that so-called opportunity?

One could say so

. The Dragon Emperor replied vaguely. It then looked toward Zhenwu and the others, slowly rumbling,

Chen Chu’s injury came from the Heavenly Dao’s power in the Blue Planet's world. Reviving him will be a little troublesome. I need to awaken Xiao Yi and see if its Creation Origin can bring Chen Chu back. If not, we will have to think of another way.

Zhenwu was somewhat moved. He bowed deeply toward the colossal beast above. "Thank you, Thunder Fiery Dragon King. We humans will remember this favour for all eternity. From this day on, whatever the order may be, no matter what is asked, we will go through fire and water without hesitation."

“Thank you for your great kindness, Thunder Fiery Dragon King." All of the mythical and heavenly kings wore solemn expressions and offered a respectful salute toward the towering figure above.

The Dragon Emperor replied,

There is no need to be so formal. My relationship with Chen Chu is closer than with my brother. Naturally, I will not stand by and watch him die.