Chapter 1067: Before Leaving, Arrival of Shi Feitong

When a being with a primordial bloodline fell, those who shared the same lineage could sense it faintly, sometimes even perceiving fragments of the scene through the extension of that power, or at least the last, strongest thought of the deceased.

Therefore, when Chen Chu slew Voislav, the Shadow War God Race powerhouse who bore the title of an ancient overlord, the news couldn’t be hidden. However, because the fall had been so swift, Voislav’s final thought contained only three words: Human, Chu Batian. Nothing more.

So apart from causing a slight stir on that side, there was no significant reaction. After all, he had merely been a prodigy at the ancient titan level. Worth some attention, yes, but only that. All of this was far too distant to affect Chen Chu in the present.

In the blink of an eye, Chen Chu returned from the Ancient Arena to the Primordial Temple. Instantly, time around him began to flow again, as though nothing had happened at all.

Noticing this, he narrowed his eyes slightly. The primordial colossal beast had fallen, but its remnant power still lingered, shrouding the temple and roaming deep within this segment of spacetime. Unless it revealed itself, even peers of the same level couldn’t detect it.

The reason the Ancient Arena’s power could extend here was because of the mark. However, Chen Chu didn’t erase it. That place, though eerie, posed no great threat to him for now. The benefits outweighed the risks, especially since he still held the right to claim a reward.

Just as Chen Chu prepared to consume the Source of Creation and fuse the Supreme Principle, the distant starry sky suddenly quaked. Upon a crystalline throne over a hundred thousand kilometers wide, a multicolored light egg burst open. From within, a phantom of a ten-thousand-kilometer-long Divine Purple Dragon soared into the heavens, scattering into countless motes of light.

Roar!

An exalted, joyous dragon roar resounded across the void. Amid a rain of seven-colored light, the Little Purple Dragon reappeared. Its body had expanded to over four thousand meters, radiating the mighty aura of a middle-stage titan. Not only had its level had risen from the peak of the mythical level to the titan level, its bloodline had also undergone a metamorphosis.

Originally born with an emperor-level bloodline, the Purple Dragon had absorbed the Destructive Dragon Emperor’s life aura and devoured resources such as the Chaotic Crystal Core from birth to now, gaining considerable enhancement in bloodline. Now, by inheriting the primordial beast’s fractured Dragon Pearl, and with the infusion of its primordial power, the Purple Dragon’s bloodline purification had reached the high-tier emperor level.

One step further, and it would reach the pseudo-heavenly tier once held by the Dragon Emperor. Of course, such a step was beyond the reach of most primordial beasts, let alone the Purple Dragon under normal circumstances.

This bloodline ascension also brought subtle changes to its form. The edges of its crystal-like purple scales gleamed golden, and among its flowing purple mane, streaks of golden hair appeared, drifting nobly in the windless void. The small forked crystalline horn on its head had grown longer and sprouted two more branches, and its claws had become sturdier and more powerful.

Witnessing this, both the Dragon Emperor and Chen Chu felt as though the Purple Dragon had grown overnight from a three-year-old child into a ten-year-old schoolgirl. Their hearts warmed with comfort and pride.

Purple radiance streaked across the starry expanse, and within moments, the Purple Dragon traversed tens of thousands of kilometers to appear before the Dragon Emperor, its voice still carrying childish tones.

Big Brother, I’ve become so powerful now. From today onward I can help you fight. Whoever dares bully Big Brother, Xiao Yi will kill it! I’ll tear them all apart, rivers of blood everywhere.

As the Purple Dragon waved its tiny claws in excitement, speaking like a hardened gangster, the larger and far more fearsome golden-black beast twitched the corner of its mouth. As it spent so long fighting and evolving, it had completely forgotten to give the Purple Dragon proper moral guidance. After all, how could a "little girl" spend every day thinking of battles, rivers of blood, and slaughter? This was far too cruel.

The Dragon Emperor rumbled in a deep voice,

Fighting can wait. It’s about time for us to head out.

With that, it turned its gaze afar. There, a pool a thousand kilometers across floated in the void. Two colossal dragons were curled up within, silently undergoing slumber and metamorphosis. With the primordial power contained in the Heavenly Dragon Pool, their bloodlines had finally reached a critical point.

During their time following the Dragon Emperor, the two had not only advanced in strength at astonishing speed, but their bloodlines had undergone several refinements and purifications. When they broke through to the titan level, the Silver Colossal Dragon’s lineage had already reached the high-tier king level, awakening two top-level innate abilities, only one step short of the emperor level.

Yet to advance from the king level to the emperor level was far from simple. Now, though it and the Golden-Blue Colossal Dragon both showed signs of breakthrough, the Dragon Emperor sensed their bloodlines still had a long way to go before truly reaching the emperor level.

That gap lay in the journey from wielding two top-level innate abilities to four. Without external aid, the two could at most elevate one of their abilities to top level through the Heavenly Dragon Pool’s power. So...

Boom!

The void above their heads collapsed. Two massive dragon claws, wreathed in golden-red lightning, descended from the heavens.

Crack, crack!

Under that supreme principle suppressing the starry sky, the space around the Silver and Golden-Blue Dragons froze solid, compressed tightly. In an instant, two kilometer-wide amber-like crystals appeared in the void, as though each contained a miniature world.

Seeing this, the Purple Dragon tilted its head in confusion.

Big Brother, why are you sealing them up? The dragon pool metamorphosis is an opportunity.

The Dragon Emperor slowly growled,

If they evolve in concert with my bloodline’s heavenly gift, their lineage might just break through to the emperor level. Of course, only with a bit of chance. So certain preparations are required. For instance, when I break through to the true spirit level, they must be placed by my side.

Once they left here, the Dragon Emperor would enter its slumber to break through to the true spirit level. When that happened, with the force of its breakthrough, combined with the awakening might of its heavenly-tier bloodline aura, the two colossal dragons would almost certainly awaken their emperor-level bloodlines.

Big Brother, aren’t you being far too good to Saixitia and Thorsafi?

Even the Purple Dragon couldn’t help feeling a little envious. However, what it envied was not that the two colossal dragons would soon advance to emperor-level bloodlines, but that the Dragon Emperor was so considerate toward them, thinking everything through so carefully.

"Not the same."

A calm voice sounded in the void. Chen Chu, his long hair draping over his shoulders, appeared above the Purple Dragon’s head. He reached out to pat its mountain-like crystal horn. "When I break through to the true spirit level, I plan to enter the outer heavens ahead of schedule. By then, the only one who can go up with me is you, Xiao Yi. Which means someone must remain here in the empire to hold the line."

As Chen Chu finished speaking, the massive Dragon Emperor slowly nodded.

Compared to Catasthea, Saixitia and the others share deeper bonds with the Dragon Palace, as well as with Baxia and the rest. Thus, even if we depart, there will be no need to worry about their safety within the Chaotic Region.

Because its strength had advanced too quickly, many beasts from the Blue Planet’s oceans which had once followed the Dragon Emperor, such as the Single-Horned Kunpeng and the Deep Sea Dragon Turtle, had long since been unable to keep pace. Even the Silver Dragon, which it had always carried along, could no longer match its footsteps.

Therefore, before departing, the Dragon Emperor needed to make preparations to ensure that these Blue Planet beasts would remain safe in its absence. After all, the Dragon Palace's current stability was upheld only by its suppression. Once it left, the ancient titans such as the Magma Dragon or the Black Qilin would never submit to the Silver Dragon. Then the Dragon Palace, if not torn apart, would fracture into separate factions.

The Silver Dragon had the protection of its parents, so it would be fine. But for mythical-level dragon kings such as the Dragon Turtle, things were more troublesome. Among colossal beasts, after all, the law of the jungle reigned supreme.

Chen Chu patted the Purple Dragon’s horn. "Come, Xiao Yi. It’s time we went out."

Alright, Big Brother.

The Purple Dragon nodded obediently, then let out a long roar, shooting out and rushing through the gate in a streak of purple light. Since the Purple Dragon had already guessed his true identity, Chen Chu no longer hid the secret of their shared existence from it.

Boom!

As Chen Chu and the Purple Dragon flew out of the Primordial Temple, a raging temporal storm came roaring toward them. It crashed against the Absolute Force Field spanning ten thousand kilometers, erupting in thunderous booms like mountains collapsing and seas surging.

Behind them, the Dragon Emperor emerged from the temple and turned back toward the colossal structure floating in the depths of time. Then, it suddenly opened its savage maw.

Boom!

Above the temple, a vast dark-golden black hole manifested, like a celestial hound devouring the moon, slowly engulfing the million-kilometer temple.

The materials used in the temple’s construction, and the energy it contained, were great nourishment for the Dragon Emperor, so it naturally wouldn’t let it go. However, just as it was about to be swallowed, the temple shuddered violently. The ornate carvings and principle runes etched on its surface burst into dazzling light, radiating a world-shaking force.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Even as the Terminal Dark Devourer released its swallowing might, the temple, now showing a hint of instinct, resisted. Yet little by little, it was forced under, its brilliance drowned, until its power quaked through this segment of space-time.

The Dragon Emperor was determined to pluck every feather along the way, refusing to leave even scraps behind.

***

At the entrance of the forbidden zone battlefield stretching over two million kilometers, above a mountainside city under construction by the Faerie Race, endless black flames appeared.

Boom!

A true-spirit-level oppressive might erupted, filling the heavens and earth. Hundreds of thousands of Faeries were instantly pressed to their knees, their bodies trembling beneath the weight.

Even the faerie general guarding the new city wore an expression of shock and horror, unable to believe its eyes as it gazed at the figure standing amid the black fire.

Isn't the great war over? Where did this powerhouse suddenly emerge from?

Amid the flames that twisted principles, Shi Feitong lowered her gaze, sweeping over the beings below. They were humanoid figures resembling humans, yet with feathered ears.

These... are the new "humans" born in this land?

A hint of doubt flickered in her eyes.

She had traversed billions of kilometers, across even the shattered territories of the Purgatory Demon Clan, to arrive at the coordinates given to her by the True Void Emperor. Excitement had welled within her, but now, as she beheld the beings below, hesitation clouded her gaze.

They seemed far too different from the ancient humans, not only with their feathered ears, but also their bodily structures and the life aura they exuded. If the civilization that arose tens of thousands of years after in her homeland looked like this... then perhaps Chen Chu, whose life form matched theirs, wasn’t here after all.

Before Shi Feitong could speak, two distant ancient-titan-level auras erupted tens of thousands of kilometers away. The sky blazed azure as a colossal lotus formed. From within stepped the figures of Faerie King Xuntian and Faerie King Yintian.

When their eyes fell on the blurred figure wreathed in a sea of black fire, twisting heaven and earth, their expressions grew solemn, and even reverent. "Faerie King Xuntian and Faerie King Yintian here. We pay our respects to the unfamiliar true-spirit-level emperor."

"Faerie Race..." Shi Feitong’s voice sounded slowly. "So you are the cultivation civilization that has risen again, tens of thousands of years after our homeland?"

Homeland?

Xuntian and Yintian exchanged a glance, doubt flashing in their eyes. As Shi Feitong was shrouded within the flames of a true spirit, they couldn’t see her features or form clearly, which left them baffled by her question.

After a moment’s hesitation, Xuntian respectfully said, "My lord, the Faerie Race’s homeland has already been destroyed. We only recently migrated to this place. Perhaps you are mistaken?"

"You... are not the new generation of humans?" Shi Feitong faltered.

"Humans." The two Faerie Kings froze. Then Yintian, visibly shaken, asked in shock, "My lord, are you a powerhouse of the human race?"

Boom!

Endless black flames erupted, burning across the skies and blanketing hundreds of thousands of kilometers. The inferno split apart in the center, revealing Shi Feitong’s figure. She wore a flowing purple gown, her black hair billowing within the flames. In her eyes burned a black sun, radiating a pressure that threatened to incinerate heaven and earth. "The humans of this place, where are they?"

The might emanating from Shi Feitong, far surpassing that of ordinary true spirits, made Xuntian’s eyes widen in fear. However, it drew in a deep breath.

Boom!

Layers of azure petals unfurled from its body, blossoming into countless runes of principle that resisted the oppressive weight threatening to crush the world.

Caution filled its gaze as it slowly said, "My lord, before we answer your question, could you first tell us what relationship you have with the human race?"

"Indeed. Otherwise, we refuse to answer." Yintian raised a pagoda in its hand, its aura linking with Xuntian’s and forming a stance of resistance. At the same time, its other hand crushed a divine jade, transmitting news of this unfamiliar true spirit’s appearance to forces over a million kilometers away.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Around a golden divine tree towering hundreds of thousands of kilometers high, ancient auras erupted, tearing open space as mighty presences rushed toward the entrance of the forbidden zone battlefield.

Seeing the two faerie kings dare to counter her with a question, a dangerous gleam appeared in Shi Feitong’s eyes.

This is bad.

The two faerie kings tensed inwardly. In truth, the moment they glimpsed Shi Feitong’s appearance, they had already formed a suspicion. The more they learned of the Human Federation, the more unnatural that race seemed; its strength in certain aspects was abnormally strong.

Thus, they had decided to put on an act, to appear firm and unyielding, hoping to leave this newly emerged human powerhouse with the impression that they were trustworthy allies. However, it seemed this human’s temper was far harsher than expected, or perhaps simply more domineering than the courteous Chen Chu or Qian Tian.

Fortunately, Shi Feitong didn’t strike. Instead, her voice commanding, she slowly said, "I am the vice palace master of the Jiantian Palace, under the Flamewheel Divine Region, one of the six divine regions of the human race. I have come here in search of the homeland of my people. Now, tell me what you know of the humans here immediately. Otherwise, I will not hesitate to erase every trace of your civilization’s existence."

Indeed, compared to the Human Federation, the ancient humans who established divine regions and dynastic systems under six true emperors were far more domineering in their ways.