Chapter 1064: The Shadow War God Race, Chen Chu’s Death Warrant (I)

Inside the temple’s dark starry void, Chen Chu’s towering true form of seventy thousand meters sat cross-legged. Three faces and ten arms made him resemble an ancient demon god suppressing the heavens.

Behind him, a golden divine wheel thirty thousand meters in diameter rotated. Its edge was entwined with strands of golden, purple, black, and yellow light bands, burning like flames. As it turned, the radiance filled the starry sky, as if it had become a resplendent multicolored world.

"So this is the feeling of an advanced principle." Chen Chu slowly opened his eyes.

In his right eye, a golden-white lightning bolt flickered, shining with a heavy and overbearing force that could break all laws. His left eye reflected a hazy, primordial world, as though creation had just begun, exuding an ineffable profundity. He felt an illusion of unmatched might, as if with a single movement he could burst apart the entire world.

Refining that Primordial Creation Origin had seemed to take only seven days, but under warped, accelerated time, Chen Chu felt as though he had cultivated for nearly half a year. In those six months, the two supreme principles he cultivated had evolved to the advanced stage, and his realm leapt from the beginning stage to the late stage of the ancient titan level.

At the same time, tempered by those two supreme principles, his True Primordial Demon God Form had been strengthened further, becoming incomparably powerful. Just sitting in the void, the invisible weight of his aura distorted the surrounding starry sky, forming a space-time vortex spanning tens of thousands of kilometers.

Silently sensing the surge of power within, Chen Chu narrowed his eyes. By now, the path of principles had nearly reached its end. What remained was to merge his true form with the principle world, break through the peak of the ancient titan level, shatter the shackles of heaven and earth, and ascend as a true-spirit-level being of principles.

However, under normal circumstances, this step would take a long time. Divine King Tarodell was said to have spent several centuries to advance from the late stage to peak, and even longer to take that final step to the semi-true-spirit level.

Even though Chen Chu considered his talent peerless, he estimated that under normal progress, it would still take him over a decade. Since he held mastery of two supreme principles, he would need to complete two separate fusions. The time and difficulty multiplied geometrically, possibly extending the process to decades.

Therefore, he pondered silently, once he left this place, he needed to find more Life Crystals. They still carried immense value. By burning attribute points to enter an epiphany state, his cultivation speed could increase a hundredfold.

Now that the Purgatory Demon Clan had been annihilated and the surrounding vast territories brought under the Human Alliance's control, with his current status, a single command would mobilize forces. Not only divine kings, but all chief gods and heavenly kings could be rallied.

Hundreds of kings, heavenly kings and chief gods striking together could sweep across billions of kilometers in a short time, harvesting an ocean of Life Crystals. With that, his cultivation speed would remain astonishing.

A faint smile appeared on Chen Chu’s face at the thought. Then he turned slightly to glance around.

Amid the radiant, multicolored starry sky, a golden-black colossal beast stood, radiating the aura of the peak of the ancient titan level. Its body swelled with violent fluctuations as it visibly grew stronger.

In the past days, the Destructive Dragon Emperor had devoured thirty-six crystal planets, each ten thousand kilometers across, increasing its length from just over twenty thousand meters to more than thirty-seven thousand. Though its body appeared half the size of Chen Chu’s seventy-thousand-meter true form, the two couldn’t be compared. One condensed principle power, while the other was a flesh-and-principle fused evolutionary being.

In stored energy and raw might, they were on different tiers. In overall strength, the colossal beast still held the advantage, particularly since the Dragon Emperor’s accumulated evolution points had reached two million. It could enter its evolutionary slumber at any moment and break through to the true spirit level.

However, the Dragon Emperor felt it could still consume more before evolving, perhaps even devour this enormous temple, so it would have greater reserves when stepping into the true spirit level.

From mythical level, to titan level, to ancient titan level, these could be seen as one great arc. However, breaking through to the true spirit level meant that both power and life stage would step into a higher level entirely. Thus, this breakthrough would be immense, and the Dragon Emperor’s slumbering metamorphosis would last even longer.

All that remained now was to wait for the Little Purple Dragon to complete its inheritance, and for the Silver Colossal Dragon and Golden-Blue Colossal Dragon to emerge from the Heavenly Dragon Pool. Then they could consume the temple and depart.

Thinking of this, both Chen Chu and the Dragon Emperor looked into the distance, where an immense crystalline throne rivaling Jupiter hovered. There, the seven-colored light egg pulsed stably. The Purple Dragon was almost ready to emerge.

Hum!

Suddenly, the gray mark on Chen Chu’s arm, which represented the Ancient Arena, flared with light. Instantly, the surrounding time froze, and his form began to sink.

This time, however, Chen Chu didn’t allow himself to be summoned. With a thought, the golden-white divine wheel behind him blazed, suppressing space-time and restraining that pulling force.

Gazing coldly at the flashing gray mark on his left arm, Chen Chu’s will echoed through the void. "Give me a reason I cannot refuse to fight a life-and-death duel."

The Ancient Arena allowed no escape once entered. Only by slaying the opponent could one leave. The loser perished, while the victor received seemingly fine but ultimately random rewards.

Once the arena’s principles activated, not even primordial power could break them, but as long as entry had not yet occurred and the principles had not fully engaged, Chen Chu could refuse, even erase the mark from his arm.

The last time, at the peak of the heavenly king level, he had been drawn in again and slain a warrior of the Eternal Golden Divine Race, also at the peak of the heavenly king level. Its strength had almost rivaled a late-stage ancient titan, yet the reward had been underwhelming, unworthy of the risk. Therefore, if the reward this time proved meager, Chen Chu would not only refuse, he would erase this useless mark entirely.

Sensing his determination, the distorted void solidified, and gray patterns began to surface. Those gray principle patterns gathered before Chen Chu, forming a row of twisted, ancient characters. At once, a surge of information emanated from them. [Slay the opponent, and you shall obtain a Source of Creation.]

Source of Creation.

Chen Chu’s gaze flickered slightly.

This was a world-creation-level natural treasure, on par with a primordial origin, containing incomparably pure creation power. It was enough to let Chen Chu directly complete the fusion of a supreme principle, nearly equivalent to raising his cultivation by an entire realm. This reward was finally worthy, enough for him to strike and slay a peerless enemy of the same realm.

He gave a slight nod. The golden divine wheel behind him withdrew its brilliance, the suppressive force vanished, and the surrounding space twisted. His figure sank downward without end.

At the instant space froze and Chen Chu vanished, the Dragon Emperor, equally bound in time, slowly turned its head, golden vertical pupils glinting coldly. That arena was indeed mysterious and formidable, but it posed little real danger to Chen Chu. With his current strength, he could at any moment draw upon the Supreme Hell and escape through its coordinates, or else summon the Dragon Emperor’s true form to arrive and crush any foe.

After all, the colossal beast was him, and he was the colossal beast. Such power remained within the scope of principles. Until now, Chen Chu had never faced an equal of his realm who could suppress him, much less one who could defeat or kill him.