Chapter 928: Fall of The Eternal Tree, Civilization Fragments

Sprawling mountain ranges stretched across the vast earth, blanketed by towering ancient trees. Their thick branches wove together, obscuring the sky and sun, and now and then, the shadows of massive beasts flitted through the canopy.

𝗳𝚛𝚎𝚎𝘄𝕖𝕓𝕟𝕠𝚟𝚎𝕝.𝗰𝕠𝐦

High above, the rich transcendent energy condensed into white misty clouds that drifted slowly on the wind, lending the world an air of serenity. On the plains at the edge of the mountains stood a colossal city belonging to an alien race. Many of its inhabitants were over five meters tall, each bearing a massive blue snail shell on their backs.

A deep and majestic dragon roar tore through the air. The clouds above scattered as two colossal dragons, each with wingspans of over two thousand meters, descended from the heavens. The sudden arrival stunned the aliens below.

"Don’t panic, it’s Her Highness Thorsafi!"

"And Her Highness Saixitia!"

"Their Highnesses have returned!"

"Greetings to the mighty Lord Thorsafi..." After a brief moment of alarm, the alien high priest recognized the Golden-Blue Colossal Dragon and the Silver Colossal Dragon. Immediately, fervent reverence spread throughout the city as all of the aliens looked skyward, bowing toward the two towering and majestic dragons.

The vassals didn’t think much of their sudden increase in size. It felt perfectly natural; after all, these were the divine children of the great lords. Was it not expected that their forms would grow ever more powerful?

Roar! Roar! Roar!

The Silver and Golden-Blue Dragons circled in the sky, unleashing dignified roars as they basked in the adoration of the alien race.

Thorsafi, weren’t you here to see your mother?

A deep, resonant growl echoed across the land. In the next instant, all of the aliens felt a sudden darkness descend upon them as a colossal figure emerged above the sky.

The creature stretched nearly seven thousand meters long, its golden-black body winding like a mountain range. Its wings unfolded, and the lightflame edges extended over ten thousand meters, casting vast shadows in the sunlight. What truly struck awe was the pressure radiating from its body. It forcibly suppressed the very laws of the world.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

In an instant, over a million aliens throughout the vast city collapsed like felled wheat, unable to withstand the terrifying fluctuation of vitality. They were all knocked unconscious, and this was after the Destructive Dragon Emperor had already restrained its ancient aura.

Not far from it, the Azure-White Colossal Dragon, more than five thousand meters long, hovered with wings spread wide. Frigid air coiled thickly around it as it gazed calmly downward.

In response to the Dragon Emperor’s question, the Golden-Blue Dragon below raised its head and softly growled,

Thunder Fiery, my mother is indeed here, but she must be summoned.

As it spoke, the pair of spiral horns atop its head lit up. At the same time, in the center of the city, a massive dragon sculpture began to tremble. It towered over a thousand meters tall and stretched across several kilometers.

The statue was carved from a giant jade-like stone, and suffused with the dense power of belief. Now, in response to the Golden-Blue Dragon’s summoning, it radiated a pure white light.

Hum!

The power of belief turned the world around it completely white. Space began to distort, and within that distortion appeared the faint outline of a world. Even the Dragon Emperor’s eyes showed a trace of surprise. This world was hidden deep within the folds of space, its concealment so clever that it wasn’t even noticeable with the sculpture's divine aura masking it.

Thorsafi, you’ve returned so soon?

A surprised growl echoed as the shadowy world shifted. From within it emerged a dragon phantom over 2,900 meters long, its entire body covered in crystalline red scales.

Its eyes immediately locked on the Dragon Emperor, clearly startled as it thought to itself,

Where did this unfamiliar ancient titan come from? Even separated by a world barrier, the oppressive aura is overwhelming. And Adrienna is here too?

Noticing the wariness in its eyes, the Azure-White Dragon let out a soft rumble before the Dragon Emperor could respond.

Kaotina, there’s no need to be concerned. This is the Thunder Fiery Dragon King of the Dragon Palace. It is also a close friend of Saixitia and Thorsafi.

Dragon Palace... Yes, I’ve heard of it. That was the force Saixitia established in that undeveloped world, wasn’t it? It even dragged Thorsafi with it into the Chaotic Region...

The Crystalline Red Dragon trailed off. Its eyes abruptly widened as it looked at the Silver and Golden-Blue Dragons, both of whom had already broken through to the peak of the mythical level.

How is this possible? You two little ones left just over two day-cycles ago, and now you’ve already reached the peak of the mythical level?

The Silver Dragon immediately raised its head in pride.

Aunty Kaotina, the great Saixitia is a genius. Growing a bit faster is perfectly normal.

Normal, my tail. Don’t I know exactly what kind of creature you are?

The Red Dragon held back the urge to roll its eyes.

Just then, the Golden-Blue Dragon let out a low growl.

Mother, didn’t we just go to the Chaotic Region? We found quite a few law-level resources there, which is why our strength advanced so quickly. This time, we’ve come to invite you to join the Dragon Palace. Although Saixitia founded the Dragon Palace, it’s been growing rapidly under Thunder Fiery’s leadership. Thunder Fiery came from the same undeveloped world that Saixitia originally entered, but its talent surpasses even Saixitia’s. It was only at level 7 when it first encountered Saixitia, but in just nine day-cycles, it’s already grown into an ancient titan, and is unmatched in strength.

Even Aunty Adrienna has joined the Dragon Palace as one of its dragon kings. Saixitia and I are also dragon kings now. There are a total of twelve dragon kings now, and three of the others are also at the ancient titan level. With Thunder Fiery’s talent and leadership, the Dragon Palace will only become more and more powerful...

Not wanting its mother to misjudge the situation and miss out on certain opportunities, the Golden-Blue Dragon laid out everything it knew in a clear and concise manner. However, the more the Golden-Blue Dragon said, the wider the Red Dragon’s jaw dropped. It even began to suspect that it was hallucinating.

That neighboring child’s half-playful, barely established colossal beast empire has suddenly grown into a powerful force with five ancient colossal beasts in just a few day-cycles? Five ancient titans. That kind of force can sweep through the entire Chaotic Region and dominate this vast world. And that so-called Thunder Fiery, a colossal beast from an undeveloped world, advancing from an ordinary level 7 transcendent being into an ancient titan in just a few day-cycles?

Even if it was its own daughter saying so, even with Adrienna nearby, it still found it unbelievable. It had to be false. It was completely impossible. It remembered very clearly that when it had advanced from a level 9 colossal dragon to a mythical colossal beast, it had taken more than a decade.

Breaking through from mythical beast to the titan level had cost it over a hundred years and countless life-threatening trials. If it hadn’t partnered with Adrienna, it would have perished in the Chaotic Region long ago.

***

While the Golden-Blue Dragon’s mother stood slack-jawed in shock at the existence of the Dragon Emperor, a sudden disturbance occurred where the Eternal Divine Region had once been.

At the heart of that world, suffused in crimson light, the once lush and thriving Eternal Divine Tree had withered. Its leaves had fallen, and its branches were broken. Only the golden trunk remained, stretching over a hundred thousand kilometers and floating in the void with a dim glow.

Amid the shattered space and chaotic currents, six demon gods stood tall, each exuding terrifying auras. Dark demonic qi surged wildly around them, creating a dreadful pressure.

The Divine King of Light had already fallen. Even with a cultivation at the peak of the ancient titan level, and reaching the true spirit level after forcibly merging with the Eternal Tree’s main body, he still couldn’t bear the tree’s power. In the end, his true form had collapsed completely.

Though they had successfully exhausted and killed the Divine King of Light, and annihilated the Heavenly Feathered Race, the expressions on the demon gods’ faces—especially Tyretis—were far from pleasant.

Three demon gods had perished in this battle, and every remaining one had been severely wounded during the divine king's desperate counterattack. Their principles had been damaged, including those of the rulers who had led the assault.

Tyretis, the strongest among them, had taken the brunt of the fight. One of its abyssal true forms had been shattered by the Divine King of Light, causing its aura to nearly fall out of the late stage of the demon god level. The loss was devastating.

Standing above the abyssal world in its towering ten-thousand-meter true form, wielding a black demonic saber, Tyretis cast a cold gaze at the golden tree trunk that stretched for more than one hundred thousand kilometers. Its voice was low and heavy as it said, "This Eternal Tree trunk. I want half."

After Tyretis spoke, the other two empire rulers merely paused in silence. None voiced any objection. Seeing this, the three remaining demon gods from the other empires looked displeased, but cowed by Tyretis’s overwhelming demonic might, didn’t dare speak.

Boom!

With a slash of dark saber light that nearly split the world in two, the massive golden trunk trembled violently. As principles clashed, massive waves of energy erupted outward.

Even in death, the tree’s trunk was unimaginably strong. Tyretis, with all its might, could only carve out a single scar that stretched ten thousand kilometers long and sank more than three thousand kilometers deep.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Only after three overwhelming strikes did the golden trunk finally collapse with a thunderous explosion and split into two. A violent detonation shattered the break point, sending wood and light exploding outward.

Countless golden shards scattered across the sky in all directions. The eyes of the distant demon kings and great demon kings lit up instantly, their gazes burning with desire.

Even Zuo Mo, whose true form stood over ten thousand meters tall, reacted with a thunderous movement. It swept its Overlord Halberd across the void and charged toward the largest golden trunk fragment, which had a diameter of several thousand kilometers.

It wasn’t alone. Another great demon king radiating an ominous aura also lunged toward that golden shard.

"Cortes, I’ve already claimed that piece," came a cold voice. The three-headed, twelve-armed great demon king in the distance let out a low snarl. The dark-red war hammer in its hand erupted with blood-colored light as it shattered the void, aiming straight for Zuo Mo.

Zuo Mo, clad in black-golden armor from head to toe, narrowed its eyes coldly. "Seeking death, Tres."

Boom!

The pseudo-world-level war hammer trembled violently from the Overlord Halberd’s overwhelming force. The blood-colored principles swirling around it shattered on the spot.

With a power comparable to a demon god’s strike, the void for ten thousand kilometers around collapsed. Chains of law sequences twisted through the air, forming expanding rings of black and red light that spread in every direction.

The pinnacle great demon king was sent flying tens of thousands of kilometers, its face darkened with fury.

"Tres, need my help?" came a voice from nearby. Another figure stepped out from the void, also radiating the aura of a pinnacle great demon king. This one also had three heads and twelve arms, but unlike typical demon kings, its heads resembled black snakes, cold and malevolent.

"Hmph. Not interested." The great demon king wielding the dark-red war hammer gave the other one a look of disgust before snorting and turning away, flying toward a smaller golden shard. "Back off. I’m taking this piece."

Boom!

The demon king who had just been about to grasp the golden shard vomited blood, letting out an enraged roar as it was blown away. In that moment, the void around the golden trunk fragments and the six mighty demon gods descended into complete chaos.

Amid the greedy stares of the surrounding great demon kings, Zuo Mo, having repelled a pinnacle great demon king with a single blow, calmly retrieved the massive golden shard. As the abyssal world it summoned slowly swallowed the trunk fragment, Zuo Mo finally exhaled in relief.

Perched on its broad, mountain-like shoulder was a girl with four swords on her back. She watched the demon kings and great demon kings scramble over the trunk fragments with visible confusion. "What’s so special about this thing?"

"This is a civilization fragment. That Eternal Divine Tree carried everything of the Heavenly Feathered Race—its homeland world, faith, principles, and even their elusive fate," Zuo Mo said. Its voice was low and resonant, with a touch of softness. "The abyssal power controlled by the Purgatory Clan can refine these fragments, absorb and convert the energy within, and strengthen itself. That’s why the Purgatory Clan wages endless wars and destroys other civilizations. Compared to slowly cultivating, it's much faster to draw in demonic qi, pollute the world, slaughter life for sacrifices, or even plunder the foundations of entire civilizations. Slaughter, in a sense, is the Purgatory Clan’s Dao."

As Zuo Mo explained to An Fuqing, the two other empire rulers in the distance also split the remaining half of the trunk. The deliberately shattered golden fragments sent the demon kings into another frenzy. The long War of Civilizations had finally reached the moment of harvest.

Boom!

Just then, the crimson-tinged world began to shake violently. The fractured land continued to collapse, and the cracked sky shattered completely. With the destruction of the Eternal Tree’s trunk, the Eternal Divine Region lost its final anchor and began to plummet at speed.

A vicious, terrifying roar erupted. From above the fractured red sky, a massive claw reached in.

Boom!

The sky collapsed entirely beneath that horrifying claw into a void more than a hundred thousand kilometers wide, through which the head of an enormous and fearsome colossal beast appeared. Its eyes burned with greed as it stared down at the demon kings, the Purgatory Legion, and the three broken sections of the golden trunk.

The moment the dark-red colossal beast emerged, a terrifying aura close to the true spirit level descended, and every demon turned pale. Even Tyretis and the other demon gods were shaken. "The region hasn’t even collapsed fully, and a dark-red destruction colossal beast has already been drawn in. I’ll hold it off. You guard the legion," Tyretis said grimly.

Boom!

A torrent of abyssal demonic qi burst from Tyretis, transforming half of the world into a realm of dark abyss. The demonic saber in its hand flared with light, and on its blade, five phantoms of wailing, tormented figures appeared. Each phantom exuded the aura of a late-stage or even peak demon god; they were the fallen rulers of alien races who had once died beneath Tyretis’s saber.

As the principles once controlled by those alien rulers ignited, Tyretis’s weakened aura surged. With demonic force enough to tear apart worlds, it charged straight at the dark-red colossal beast.