Chapter 1159: Awakening of the Dragon Emperor, a Crazy Discovery (II)

Chen Chu turned back. Looking at the purple-haired girl, drained after releasing such a burst of spiritual force, he flashed a bright smile across his handsome face.

"I suddenly find these demonic beings rather interesting. Let’s continue."

As he spoke, Chen Chu lifted his right foot slightly, then stomped down.

Boom!

The underground maze shook violently. The earth split apart, the passage collapsed, and a gaping rift thousands of meters wide and plunging hundreds of kilometers deep tore through to the lower depths.

As boulders crashed down and dust filled the air, Chen Chu held Amitya in his arms and descended straight into the nineteenth level of the maze.

Roar! Roar! Roar!

Across a grassland where weeds grew several meters tall, hundreds of demonic beings let out ferocious howls. They were three meters tall, with dog heads atop human-like bodies, dark-skinned, and each wielding a stone pillar.

The energy surging from their bodies was equal to the Fifth Heavenly Realm. With eyes glowing blood-red, they rushed in waves toward the two who had fallen from above.

In Chen Chu’s arms, the purple-haired girl cried out, "Be careful, Chu! These dog-headed demons have fangs sharp enough to pierce dragon hide. They’re extremely dangerous."

"Danger is only for others." Chen Chu spoke calmly, stretching his hand forward with a light press.

Boom!

In an instant, billions of low-frequency tremors rippled through the air. For ten kilometers ahead, every stone, grain of soil, and trace of matter disintegrated into dust.

Hundreds of dog-headed demonic beings were annihilated in a single breath. From the air, piles of black crystals, scraps of metal, chestplates, pauldrons, and two long sabers clattered down.

At the same time, vast amounts of heavenly gift descended above Chen Chu and Amitya.

As the energy merged into his body, transparent text that only he could see appeared before Chen Chu’s eyes. [Detected large quantities of world origin. Convert to origin points?]

Chen Chu’s gaze flickered, and he willed.

Convert.

Silently, the heavenly gift within his body transformed into another energy. On his transparent attribute page, the number beside origin points leapt from 0 to 11.

Even Chen Chu’s breathing grew heavy at the sight. A trace of killing intent seeped from him.

The rewards for slaying these demonic beings were immense.

In previous planar battles, when Chen Chu had slain abyssal demonic creatures, it had taken ten thousand Sixth-Heavenly-Realm demonized vassal aliens just to gather a single strand of origin, which was just enough to yield ten origin points.

Killing an abyssal great demon king provided thirty strands of origin, convertible into more than three hundred origin points.

Yet now, simply by erasing four hundred maze demonic beings equivalent to fifth-tier beings, the rewards from this world equaled a full strand of origin.

That was hundreds of times greater than rewards from slaying abyssal beings of the same level.

Which meant, if Chen Chu were to kill a mythical-level Demon King here, he could gain hundreds of strands of origin at once. And if he slew a titan-class Great Demon King, the reward would be in the thousands.

Such rewards already rivaled those from killing a true-spirit-level ancient god of the Abyssal Plane.

What made even Chen Chu’s breathing quicken was the fact that as long as the Underground Palaces of Evil Gods deep beneath this world remained unbroken, the maze demonic beings would never cease.

These demonic beings were condensed from the power that leaked from the evil gods, shaped under the operation of the world’s principles. Killing them was, in essence, weakening the evil gods themselves.

And when the evil gods were weakened to a certain point, warriors who had grown strong through slaying demons would storm the palaces and kill them.

A cycle with no end.

Boom!

The earth split apart as Chen Chu’s fist struck, forming a fist imprint dozens of kilometers wide.

The power exploded outward like a nuclear blast, sending waves of destruction that tore apart everything within hundreds of kilometers. Every demonic being in that range was shattered into nothingness.

The tremendous commotion instantly shocked all warriors across thirty levels of the maze above and below, leaving them bewildered about what had happened deep down.

Amidst the smoke and falling stone, Chen Chu stood cold and indifferent atop a boulder, cradling the purple-haired girl in his arms. His black hair drifted without wind, his presence like that of a world-ending demon king.

"S-So powerful!" The purple-haired girl trembled with excitement.

With Chen Chu’s repeated strikes wiping out swathes of demonic beings, Amitya, as the summoner, could clearly feel her strength rising.

The heavenly gift within her had long since reached the threshold to advance to four stars.

With the torrent of energy pouring into her, it was almost overflowing. She could not help but look up. "Chu, I feel like I’m about to reach four stars, to awaken my Valkyrie power."

"No rush. Let’s keep going deeper. I want to see the full picture of this maze."

Boom!

Still holding the girl in his arms, Chen Chu drove straight downward, tearing open a channel thousands of meters deep and plunging directly into the forty-seventh level.

Crackle!

Lava surged and toxic smoke filled the subterranean world. Tens of thousands of demonic beings dwelling within the magma raised their heads.

Before they could react, a terrifying shockwave crushed everything, shattering even the flat planes of stone across a thousand kilometers.

Yet such a range was nothing but a sliver of the vast forty-seventh layer.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

Chen Chu’s hair flew wildly as torrents of heavenly gift poured down upon him. The slaughter of millions of second-tier demonic beings converted into more than a thousand origin points.

Counting the rewards from the thirty levels he had smashed through before, sweeping aside vast numbers of demons along the way, in just half an hour Chen Chu had harvested over ten thousand origin points. This was the same as killing a true-spirit-level ancient god on the planar battlefield.

Such a harvest made even Chen Chu’s eyes redden. "This world is nothing less than a treasury of origin."

And all this origin stemmed from alien evil gods, from Hell Apostles, from abyssal great demons of the Supreme Abyss.

This was a world that hunted the power of supreme planes.

In truth, its very existence seemed designed to secretly collect the forces of the supreme planes through the hands of Hell Apostles and other agents.

For reasons unknown, Heng had vanished not long after reshaping this world.

Without anyone to claim it, the endless slaying of alien evil gods over hundreds of thousands of years had caused the accumulation of origin to grow so immense that it could grant transcendent power to countless ordinary humans, or condense equipment at will.

And because of this world’s unique power system, the bestowed strength did not vanish. When warriors died, their power simply returned to the world.

In such a cycle, the amassed origin was enough to make even Chen Chu’s heart pound with madness.

If he could take it all, not only would breaking through the primordial level be easy, he and the Dragon Emperor’s body could condense the Third Primordial Heaven in one go, becoming dual Third-Primordial-Heaven monarchs in one breath.

***

Roar!

In the mythical world, a colossal beast, which had now grown to ten million meters in length, like a mountain range stretching for ten thousand kilometers, suddenly opened its eyes and let out an earth-shaking roar.

Its vast body moved, rising slowly, its invisible aura making the heavens and earth tremble violently.

Roar! Ao Tian, you broke through?

Awakened by the commotion, the Silver Dragon, still cloaked in a turbid sphere of light while undergoing bloodline purification, stirred.

The Dragon Emperor parted its jaws, fiery red light glowing from its mouth, and its deep voice rumbled through space-time.

Not completely, but I’m ready to change my sleeping place.

The Dragon Emperor’s primordial-level true form had completed its transformation. The framework for its second life-bound ability had already finished its rune-evolving process, and it had passed the most dangerous stage.

Staying within the mythical world no longer mattered.

What mattered now was Chen Chu. That world’s origin was something he had to seize.

So the Dragon Emperor’s true form prepared to rend through space and descend. If ordinary means failed, then by absolute force it would tear the world apart and devour everything.

The temptation of leaping to the Third Primordial Heaven in one step was enough to drive even Chen Chu to madness.