Chapter 450: Orca Traitor, Genesis of the Emperor (II)

The nine dragons of destruction spiraled in the sky, leaving black scorch marks in their wake and burning through the void with a fearsome display of power.

Amid the violent storm of shockwaves, the Ghostflame Heavenly Consort gazed at Chen Chu in the distance and slowly said, "Young one, be careful. This is my final move—the Annihilation of Nine Dragons."

Roar!

As her voice fell, the nine destructive dragons let out vicious roars and soared into the sky, looming above Chen Chu.

Boom!

Surrounded by the nine dragons, a ring of fire and ice, covering a three-hundred-meter radius, descended from the sky, emitting an aura of destruction.

Even before it touched down, the invisible, twisting force shattered and churned the ground below, forming a massive gravitational vortex that sucked in countless fragments, only for them to be annihilated within the fiery ring.

At that moment, a towering blood-red light surged up from below. A two-hundred-meter-long halberd, sealed with the power of an apocalyptic hell, shot up into the sky, carrying with it the might of a fractured world as it charged toward the fiery ring of nine dragons.

The Ghostflame Consort’s eyes revealed a hint of satisfaction as the halberd tore through the void, obliterating everything in its path. The resulting explosion was like a nuclear detonation at high altitude.

Boom!

In this particular world, where transcendent energy was abundant, Chen Chu's strength could be fully unleashed.

The battle phantom's power was amplified fourteen times. When combined with the fivefold true power boost from the Hellblood Battle Will, the addition of hell’s strength, and the second amplification from the fusion of the battle phantom and demon god shadow, Chen Chu’s full-force strike had already surpassed that of a late-stage Eighth Heavenly Realm cultivator.

However, it was still a bit short of reaching the peak of the Eighth Realm, unless he entered his Battle Demon God form.

After his last battle breakthrough, Chen Chu’s normal full strength was comparable to a late-stage Eighth Heavenly Realm cultivator. When he entered his strongest form, he was no less than a peak Eighth Realm cultivator.

As the phantom of the Ghostflame Heavenly Consort slowly dissipated, Chen Chu's body reappeared three thousand meters away, where a brilliant light flashed overhead, and four origins slowly descended.

Xia Youhui’s eyes lit up with excitement. "Four origins, three thousand meters—Ah Chu has passed the path of kings!"

"So strong! He’s already obtained fourteen origins, right?"

"This guy is too powerful! He crossed the second stage in such a short time."

"Obviously! Passing the second stage just shows he has king-level potential. This guy will definitely reach the pinnacle of heavenly kings in the future. He might even cross the third stage soon."

Many on the mountain platform looked at the faint figure with awe and envy.

While Chen Chu passed two trials and crossed the path of kings, others were also making progress. Bardas and Ji Wuji had both reached more than 1,500 meters, with Bredos close behind.

Meanwhile, Li Daoyi, who had called everyone else "trash," had finished the path of the pinnacle at an astonishing speed, appearing 1,000 meters away.

Suddenly, an origin floated above Li Daoyi’s head and slowly descended onto him.

Seeing this, Xia Youhui couldn’t help but feel envious. "That guy is truly an Innate Awakener. He crossed the first stage so quickly."

Apart from them, there were several others progressing at an impressive pace.

An Fuqing was also nearing a thousand meters, about to complete the path of the pinnacle, while familiar faces like Ji Changkong and Lin Mei were steadily advancing as well.

This group of individuals, who had slaughtered void monsters and accumulated 1,000 points of Purple Spirit to tread the path to divinity, mostly had potential to reach the Ninth Heavenly Realm. For them, the first stage was relatively easy.

The real challenge lay in the kings' projections of the second stage.

At that moment, Ji Wuji looked ahead with a serious expression. He saw a white-robed young man standing with his hands behind his back in the distance, radiating the aura of a late-stage Seventh Heavenly Realm cultivator.

His opponents had all been at the late stage of the Seventh Realm, and these king projections often had the power to cross a major realm.

The projection Ji Wuji defeated earlier had the power of a middle-stage Eighth Heavenly Realm cultivator. If he hadn’t comprehended the rune within thirty minutes, defeating it would have been extremely difficult.

Now, this new projection’s aura was similar to the previous one, but it had two sealing runes swirling around it.

If Ji Wuji couldn't comprehend the runes within thirty minutes and receive the double amplification, they would instead strengthen his opponent's power, making the situation even more troublesome.

This explained why monstrous talents like Xia Zuo, who were in their twenties and had already reached the Eighth or Ninth Heavenly Realm, hadn’t come.

Once cultivators reached that point, it became much harder to fight across realms, because everyone was a top-level genius with deep foundations, not to mention the king projections.

In this context, those with lower cultivation, such as those at the beginning stages of the Sixth and Seventh Realms, had a greater advantage. After all, the lower the cultivation level, the easier it was to fight across realms.

Outside the relic, both Xie Chen and Ji Yongning looked expectantly.

"Chen Chu has already entered the path of heavenly kings and begun to contemplate the world. I hope he can succeed within a day; this is a rare opportunity."

Ji Yongning said slowly, "He was able to create a top-level secret scripture in just a month, so his comprehension is not low. He should have a good chance."

Having the potential to become a heavenly king did not necessarily guarantee success. Many geniuses with the potential to be kings in the past had their journeys cut short or faltered along the way.

The third stage was a chance to touch upon the realm of the heavenly king.

Although it was only a simulation, passing this test was akin to planting a seed—one that would sprout when one reached the peak of the king level.

***

The wind howled, and waves surged over the sea as over a dozen mutated orcas, ranging from ten to forty meters in length, leapt out of the water, surrounding a mutated school of fish.

Under these orcas’ selective attacks, peak level 2 and 3 mutated fish were continuously slaughtered.

After killing these fish, the orcas didn’t consume them. Instead, they gathered them and brought them before a black orca, fifty-one meters long.

Very soon, the water in the area was stained with blood. Once the twenty or so peak mutated fish were killed, the orcas loosened their encirclement, allowing the remaining thousand or so lower-level mutated fish, mostly level 1, to flee.

Squeak! Squeak! Squeak! General San, there aren't many peak-level mutated fish in this group.

The leading late-stage level 6 mutated orca swam respectfully toward Hu San, making low-pitched squeaking sounds.

The black mutated orca wagged its tail.

Squeak! Squeak! It's fine. We have plenty of time. Everyone, take a break, and then we’ll go find the next school of fish.

Just as Hu San was happily eyeing the twenty or so low-level mutated fish corpses and preparing to tear them apart to collect crystals, a terrifying pressure enveloped all of the orcas.

From the dark depths of the sea below, a colossal beast, resembling an ancient mosasaur and covered in blue scales, slowly emerged. It measured over two hundred meters in length.

Under the middle-stage level 9 and nearly king-level bloodline pressure, all of the mutated orcas trembled in fear, unable to move.

This seemed to include Hu San at first; however, after being subjected to the emperor-level pressure of the Thunder Fiery Dragon Emperor, it was able to fake its fear now.

The mosasaur coldly observed the group of orcas, then focused its gaze on Hu San and growled.

Roar! Are you the leader of these mutated creatures?

Hu San trembled and replied in a low voice.

Squeak! Squeak! Yes, mighty one, what can I do for you?

The mosasaur was quite satisfied with its apparent timidness and growled slowly.

Roar! Is there a colossal beast empire called the Dragon Palace in the sea ahead?

Hu San immediately nodded.

Squeak! Squeak! Yes, there is such a force of colossal beasts. They are brutal, often committing massacres on the surrounding creatures. It's terrifying.

The mosasaur's eyes remained cold as it continued to growl.

Roar! If those colossal beasts are so savage, why are you still in this sea?

Squeak! Squeak! I’m currently leading my group to migrate away from here.

They had indeed reached the edge of the Dragon Palace's territory, over two thousand kilometers from the World of Water and Fire, so it seemed they really were migrating.

Hu San suddenly turned fierce, its voice full of hatred.

Squeak! Squeak! Squeak! Those hateful colossal beasts killed my father. When I grow stronger, I will lead my group back to seek revenge.

Roar! Those colossal beasts killed your father?

The mosasaur-like colossal beast's gaze flickered.

Hu San nodded furiously.

Squeak! Squeak! Yes, they killed my father. I will avenge him. I must defeat that Black and White Dragon King.

Squeak! That guy is also a colossal orca beast. I will defeat him and become the only orca ruler of the ocean.

Looking at the black little orca before him, and hearing about the Black and White Dragon King, the mosasaur glanced at the group of level 4 and 5 ordinary mutated orcas. Suddenly, it let out a low growl.

Roar! Do you want to become stronger? Do you desire power?

Hu San’s eyes lit up, and it eagerly nodded.

Squeak! Yes, I want to become stronger.