Chapter 656: The Meeting of Kings and the Colossal Beast Carrying the World (II)

In what appeared to be an ordinary office, an elderly man sitting in the lounge area slowly opened his eyes. He looked at Chen Chu, who was sipping tea across from him, and smiled.

"No problem. I just relayed your request at the meeting, and they all agreed to contribute their world-type resources to aid in your breakthrough. These resources will be transported here shortly via a fixed spatial passage. They should be enough to enhance your four planar worlds to the level of small worlds."

Chen Chu bowed his head in genuine gratitude. "Thank you, Primordial King, and thank you to all the kings."

The Primordial King shook his head. "Save the formalities. This is our duty. Only by ensuring that the younger generation continues to grow can humanity remain strong."

Afterward, the Primordial King gave Chen Chu some important advice, reminding him of the key points to be mindful of during his breakthrough to the king level.

Meanwhile, at the Thirtieth Legion’s logistics center, inside an independent spatial teleportation rune array, lights flickered as a series of sealed jade boxes continuously materialized.

Aside from those that required jade seals, several crystalline ores and gigantic mineral stones—each spanning several meters in diameter—also appeared.

Before long, all of these resources had been stored inside a bracelet. Thirty minutes later, in another part of the floating city, the door to a seclusion chamber slowly shut.

Inside the chamber, spanning over a thousand square meters and towering a hundred meters high, Chen Chu sat cross-legged. Before him, nearly a hundred god-level resources infused with world power floated silently.

Some of these divine objects resembled soft, intangible clouds, while others looked like meandering galaxies flowing within jade boxes, dazzling and mysterious. There was even one that appeared as nothing more than a withered branch several meters long, its bark cracked and its aura obscure.

Gazing at these resources, Chen Chu exhaled slowly. Behind him, an immense phantom of a yellow world expanded to fill the entire seclusion chamber, followed by golden flames, black gales, and blue thunderbolts.

At the depths where the four overlapping planar worlds intersected, a towering black stone gate stood, radiating an oppressive force that seemed capable of suppressing heaven and earth.

After activating his planar world projection, Chen Chu willed the floating enhancement resources forward. In an instant, an invisible force surged forth, pulling the resources into the projection behind him.

Boom!

The four planar worlds trembled violently...

At the same time, with Chen Chu entering seclusion, the entire Thirtieth Legion's base entered a lockdown, awaiting the moment he would emerge and create his worlds.

Meanwhile, within the Alliance of Gods, in the depths of the Divine Three-Eyed Clan’s region, a towering temple stood, its colossal pillars stretching thousands of meters into the sky.

Eight deities exuding mythical auras stood solemnly on either side of the temple. From the main seat, an immense golden eye materialized—a terrifying will had descended.

The golden eye gazed at a kneeling Three-Eyed youth below, and a deep, authoritative voice resonated throughout the hall. "So, you’re saying that Zuo Sheng was slain by a mere late-stage transcendent human?"

The Three-Eyed youth, who had once ventured into the relic world, lowered his head respectfully. "Yes, Ancestral God. Their battle nearly destroyed half of the ruin. Because of that, we were forced to withdraw before we could find the ancient artifacts."

The golden eye flickered with an ominous glow as its voice echoed again. "To think that, in just a few hundred day-cycles, the human race has produced yet another peerless figure... Tor, you’ve encountered this human before. What is your assessment of him?"

The Three-Eyed youth hesitated briefly before speaking respectfully. "This human is extremely domineering and ruthless. The moment he arrived, he exterminated all of the Divine Children of the Demon God and Giant Cults.

"Furthermore, after entering the inner world of the ruin..."

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At the Chaotic Region, fierce winds howled over a raging ocean, where tsunamis soared hundreds of meters high. Through the storm, a colossal black-and-red beast, spanning a full thousand meters, flew at breakneck speed.

On the colossal beast’s back, a pair of metal-like wings extended to a breathtaking 1,800 meters, while razor-sharp feathery horns gleamed like polished blades. A surge of golden-white flames erupted from behind it, forming flame wings that stretched over 2,000 meters.

With its flame wings propelling it forward, the Destructive Dragon Emperor's normal flight speed surged to more than twenty times the speed of sound, generating a thunderous sonic boom that echoed through the sky.

The sheer velocity caused friction with the air, creating a blue-red fiery shockwave that stretched for dozens of kilometers and left behind a dazzling light trail.

In the Dragon Emperor’s massive front claws, it carried the Single-Horned Kun, dragging it through the sky.

Compared to the Dragon Emperor’s colossal form, the Kun, which measured nearly three hundred meters long, seemed like nothing more than a small child—completely lacking any semblance of majesty. The sight was rather comical.

Feeling somewhat uncomfortable in its captured state, the Kun let out a muffled cry.

Squeak! Squeak! Squeak! Thunder Fiery, I can fly on my own! Why don’t you let me go?

The Dragon Emperor rumbled in a deep voice.

Roar! No. You fly too slow. It’s a waste of time.

Squeak! Alright then...

The Kun sighed in resignation.

Apparently, my speed is now my own fault.

Eeya! Eeya!

Above the Dragon Emperor’s head, a two-meter-long Little Purple Dragon clung happily to a thick, flowing mane, swinging along with the wind as if it were enjoying the ride.

Amid the deafening roar of sonic explosions, the Dragon Emperor traversed thousands of kilometers in just ten minutes, finally arriving over a deep-sea vortex before abruptly diving downward.

Boom!

At twenty times the speed of sound, the Dragon Emperor plummeted like a meteor from the sky. In an instant, the ocean surface within a ten-kilometer radius exploded, generating a massive circular shockwave.

At the center of the impact, endless seawater surged upward tens of thousands of meters into the sky before cascading back down as a colossal waterfall, carrying with it the countless corpses of ordinary fish and mutated beasts.

In the blink of an eye, the Dragon Emperor had plunged thousands of meters underwater. It crashed straight into the vortex, ignoring the immense spatial pressure and distortions surrounding it as it disappeared into the abyss.

Within the distortion, the Dragon Emperor’s vision shifted, revealing a world of lush mountains and clear waters.

However, most of this world had been reduced to ruins. In the far distance, atop the still-intact central mountain range, a towering crimson tree proudly stood, spanning thousands of meters.

Near the colossal tree, the Silver Colossal Dragon, Golden-Blue Colossal Dragon, and Zhulong cautiously approached, studying the red halo surrounding the tree, as if contemplating whether they could break through.

At the base of the mountain range, a dark-red colossal beast, which had previously suffered grave injuries, had now recovered from more than half of them. Its flesh had regenerated, and new scales were growing back at a visible rate.

However, though its surface wounds had healed, the colossal beast’s law origin and life force remained severely depleted, leaving its aura weak.

As the Dragon Emperor descended, the entire micro-world trembled violently—as if, rather than a thousand-meter beast, a hundred-thousand-meter behemoth had just entered.

An unseen pressure rippled outward, changing the world itself. Dark clouds gathered out of nowhere, rolling across the sky. It was as if the apocalypse had arrived.