Chapter 647: River of Blood and a Mythical Colossal Dragon (II)

Chen Chu, who had already ended his cultivation, smiled and said, "Congratulations, An Fuqing. Your cultivation has advanced once again. With some time in seclusion, you should be able to break through to the Ninth Heavenly Realm soon."

He sighed in admiration. "Reaching the Ninth Heavenly Realm in just a year... After more than a decade, another genius has finally achieved this record. When the news spreads, it will shake the entire cultivation world."

Chen Chu wasn’t merely flattering her. In the Federation's current high school generation, aside from himself, An Fuqing stood far above everyone else. Her talent was truly astonishing, for her to have already reached the middle stage of the Eighth Heavenly Realm.

Even Li Hao, who had just entered the beginning stage of the Eighth Realm, was at least two levels inferior to her in terms of talent.

At Nantian Martial Arts High School, Li Hao was regarded as highly talented. However, across all of East Xia, he was only in the second division. What truly distinguished him was his relentless, almost obsessive determination.

Driven by his rivalry with Chen Chu, Li Hao pushed himself to the brink, undergoing relentless life-or-death battles to break his limits. Through sheer determination, he barely managed to keep up with them as they entered the ruins.

Combined with the opportunities he found in the ruins and the battles he encountered in the mythical world ahead of time, he managed to obtain an inheritance and broke through to the beginning stage of the Eighth Heavenly Realm.

However, when Chen Chu saw Li Hao earlier, he could already tell that the other man had reached his limit.

Having forced his breakthrough to the Eighth Heavenly Realm through an inheritance from the ruins, Li Hao now faced a long period of refining two different forces and integrating his newfound power. His cultivation wouldn't advance rapidly anytime soon.

Of course, this "long period" was Chen Chu's perspective. To Li Hao, it would only mean a few months, or half a year at most.

As she listened to the black-haired youth praising her with admiration, An Fuqing couldn't shake the feeling that something was off. After all, the one complimenting her had already reached the peak of the Ninth Heavenly Realm in just a year.

With his level of talent, he would likely reach the king level within a year, as well.

An Fuqing gave a slight nod and said calmly, "I have to thank you this time. Without this opportunity, it would have taken me at least another month to break through to the Ninth Heavenly Realm."

Then, she paused, a faint smile appearing on her lips as she watched Chen Chu, who was clearly expecting her to also compliment him.

Chen Chu was taken aback. "An Fuqing, why aren't you following social norms? I just complimented you, shouldn’t you do the same for me?"

Amusement flickered in An Fuqing’s eyes, but then her brows furrowed slightly. "Chen Chu, are you sure the mythical-level being you fought was Xiao Tianyi?"

"Yes." Chen Chu nodded, then hesitated. "Wait... don’t tell me the person you wanted to kill was Xiao Tianyi?"

An Fuqing's expression remained calm as she nodded. "Yes. Xiao Tianyi grew up with my mother, and they attended Nantian together. They were classmates and close friends.

"But after betraying humanity, he not only severely injured my mother and destroyed her foundation, but before she died, she told me that my grandparents' deaths were also connected to him."

So, all this time, the person she was after was Xiao Tianyi.

Chen Chu was a little surprised. He knew that An Fuqing had a personal vendetta, but he never imagined her target would be someone like that.

Chen Chu suddenly said, "Actually, you’ve already met Xiao Tianyi. That Zuo Jing we encountered on the southern battlefield? He was one of Xiao Tianyi’s avatars."

"Zuo Jing was also Xiao Tianyi’s avatar?" An Fuqing asked in surprise.

Chen Chu nodded. "That’s right. I’m not sure what kind of art he’s cultivated, but he can create multiple independent avatars. There’s probably another avatar among the Purgatory Demon Clan, too."

Saying this, even Chen Chu couldn’t help but be impressed.

The Federation had secret arts for refining or creating avatars, but they came with strict requirements and limitations. Many of these techniques inflicted severe injuries on the main body, which was why it was extremely rare for cultivators to possess avatars.

An Fuqing, however, remained calm. "I never expected to have already crossed paths with my sworn enemy."

Sensing her composed tone, Chen Chu grew curious. "From the way you’re speaking, it sounds like you don’t actually hold much hatred for Xiao Tianyi?"

"I suppose I don't personally feel hatred for him," An Fuqing explained in an indifferent tone. "My mother only told me everything in her final moments, so I never had the chance to truly feel that hatred. But it was her last wish, so I will do everything I can to fulfill it.

"Once we leave this place, I’ll enter seclusion for a while. I need to break into the mythical realm as soon as possible. If I don’t, not only will revenge be out of reach, but I might not even be able to find him."

An Fuqing had originally ventured deep into the Alliance of Gods to investigate the Holy Light Cult and track down Xiao Tianyi, never expecting that, by a twist of fate, Chen Chu would be the one to kill him.

Seeing the determined look in her eyes, Chen Chu didn’t say much. After all, this was her family’s vengeance. "Alright, An Fuqing, I’ll send you out."

Boom!

The black stone gate trembled slightly, releasing a powerful suction force that pulled An Fuqing away in an instant.

Once she was gone, Chen Chu sat cross-legged atop the black stone gate, four glowing light wheels manifesting behind him.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

The phantoms of the four worlds expanded, each growing into a vast, illusory realm spanning fourteen kilometers in diameter. As they slowly approached the black stone gate, the four worlds trembled violently, shaking as if they were about to collapse.

As Chen Chu refined Heaven's Gate, in the distant rift world, the Little Purple Dragon floated leisurely on the surface of a vast lake.

Beneath the surface, dozens of merfolks surrounded by a shimmering blue aura were guiding translucent Icefish toward the surface.

Splash!

𝕗𝐫𝚎𝗲𝘄𝐞𝕓𝐧𝕠𝘃𝕖𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝚖

The lake exploded as a two-meter-long Icefish burst into the air.

Eeya! Eeya!

The Little Purple Dragon chirped happily. Moments later, a massive, fifteen-meter-wide dragon head appeared out of thin air, devouring the Icefish in a single bite—then another, and another...

Crunch, crunch!

In no time, all of the Icefish had been devoured.

As the satisfied, two-meter-tall Purple Dragon shrank back down, the new Mermaid Clan leader, Lan Yu, bowed respectfully. "My lord Yiyi, this is the full batch of matured Icefish."

Eeya! Eeya!

The Purple Dragon nodded in satisfaction. Full and content, it wobbled through the air, flying toward the half-built crystal palace in the distance.

Through continuous effort, the Golden-Blue Colossal Dragon had constructed three auxiliary palaces, each soaring eight thousand meters high. Condensed from pure crystal, these magnificent structures shimmered brilliantly, radiating an awe-inspiring grandeur.

The Purple Dragon, merely two meters in size, looked like a tiny bug in comparison as it flew beside the Golden-Blue Dragon. In a childish voice, it called out.

Eeya! Eeya! Thorsafi, I'm so bored!

The Heavenly Azure Dragon Emperor was undergoing metamorphosis in deep slumber, and Saixitia was absorbing law-based resources in preparation for breaking through to the mythical level. At the same time, the Single-Horned Kun and the Red Colossal Beast Zhulong were also in secluded cultivation. As a result, the entire micro-world had fallen into an eerie silence.

With nothing to do over the past few days, the Purple Dragon had passed the time trying to chat with the Golden-Blue Dragon. Through their conversations, it had gradually learned how to communicate.

The Golden-Blue Dragon, its wings spread wide as it carefully sculpted its own grand image, turned its head slightly and let out a low growl.

Roar! If you're bored, go to sleep. When you wake up, time will have already passed.

For colossal dragons, sleeping for dozens of day-cycles was nothing unusual. Time itself held little meaning for them.

For the Silver Colossal Dragon, the tedious process of constructing the palace was boring and troublesome. But to the Golden-Blue Dragon, it was merely a minor task that took less than a single day-cycle.

The Purple Dragon planted its tiny claws on its hips, floating in the air as it roared.

Eeya! Eeya! I don’t want to sleep! The great Yiyi wants to see rivers of blood!

As it spoke, its gaze shifted toward the distant mountain peaks.

The Silver Dragon had grown to over 490 meters, its massive body covered in thick, semi-transparent silver scales. It looked even more majestic and imposing, resembling a towering mountain of silver ice crystals.

At that moment, icy winds howled around the Silver Dragon. With each breath, it released a white frost current, turning the surrounding forests into a frozen wasteland spanning over ten kilometers.

However, at this stage, the Silver Dragon's aura had gradually stabilized, making it still just short of breaking through to the mythical realm.

Unlike the Dragon Emperor, which could evolve directly into the mythical level, colossal beasts like the Silver Dragon still struggled immensely to break through, despite possessing ample resources and an exceptional bloodline

Barring any unexpected events, it would likely need to hibernate for at least one or two more day-cycles before it could fully break through.

Sensing the Silver Dragon’s gradually stabilizing aura, the Purple Dragon suddenly flew over, completely unfazed by the power of laws permeating the surroundings.

Eeya! Eeya! Saixitia, wake up! Let’s go fight!

With a roar, the Purple Dragon flew up to the Silver Dragon, opened its mouth, and unleashed a burst of purple origin power.

Under the influence of the Purple Dragon's Creation Origin, the Silver Dragon’s bloodline surged wildly, and an intense silver radiance erupted from its body, causing the space around it to tremble.

Moments later, black storms laced with ice crystals swirled around the Silver Dragon, unleashing an overwhelming aura of freezing destruction that engulfed the surrounding kilometers.

Boom!

As its high-level laws–Destructive Ice Crystal Storm and Spatial Force–converged, the Silver Dragon erupted with an aura that far surpassed that of an ordinary mythical colossal beast.

Under the overwhelming aura, the entire place trembled. In the distance, the Kun and Zhulong, who had been in deep sleep for days while absorbing god-level resources, were suddenly jolted awake.