Chapter 934: Blood Prison of the Eight Desolates, Return to the Federation

Roar!

Vicious colossal beasts bellowed, shaking heaven and earth. Beneath the dim, chaotic azure skies, tens of thousands of colossal beasts soared through the air like a swarm of locusts. The smallest among them measured over a hundred meters long, while the largest was as massive as a mountain.

Each of these beasts was clad in black scales, their arms shaped like a pair of slashing blades. The edges of the blades vibrated at hundreds of thousands of times per second, radiating an unbearably sharp aura.

When these colossal beasts gathered together, the resonance created by the vibrating blades formed a synchronized humming roar that shattered even the ambient laws of the world. Space itself grew unstable under the synchronized resonance, becoming riddled with rifts.

These beasts are so annoying. Ao Tian, kill them all,

The Silver Colossal Dragon roared, nauseated by the buzzing tremors.

The Golden-Blue Colossal Dragon growled from the other side,

Killing them would be a pity. This horde possesses group coordination abilities. If we can subdue them, we could form an elite legion.

The largest among them, a golden-black beast with a massive frame, slowly nodded. Its amber-gold vertical pupils gleamed coldly as its gaze locked onto the leading beast, whose body stretched over 2,800 meters long.

From this late-stage titan, the Destructive Dragon Emperor sensed that the dark light coiling around it seemed to embody the very concept of sharpness. With the surrounding level 8 beast legion amplifying its resonance, this creature stood its ground, even when facing an ancient-titan-level being.

However, with such limited strength, it was still unworthy of flying in front of the Dragon Emperor.

Boom!

Golden-red lightning arced around the Dragon Emperor, and an aura erupted that collapsed the void and crushed the heavens. The laws of heaven and earth disintegrated under the pressure of its heavenly-tier bloodline. Principles quaked violently, and golden-red waves infused with the power of the Chaotic End swept out in expanding circles across the world.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

All non-mythical colossal beasts in front of it froze, then were instantly knocked unconscious and fell from the sky.

Roar!

Two black-armored mythical colossal beasts, each a kilometer long, along with the titan-level beast, let out fearful roars. The domains around them shattered in a cascade of collapse and failure. In the next moment, all three colossal beasts plunged from the heavens like meteors, cloaked in black light, and slammed into the ground below.

Boom!

The land within a radius of over a thousand kilometers collapsed. A blinding explosion rose like a nuclear mushroom cloud. Countless fragments of dirt and stone were hurled outward in every direction, sweeping away even the transcendent black-armored beasts.

In two craters, each dozens of kilometers wide, the two mythical black-armored beasts lay sprawled and motionless. Their limbs were limp, and their bodies trembled with a fear that stemmed from the soul.

Compared to the mythical beasts, the black-armored titan beast king fared slightly better. It could still stand, barely. Golden-red shockwaves still shrouded the titan's body like a thin veil. The weight of a world bore down on it, suppressing it completely. All it could do was let out violent, aggrieved howls.

A massive golden-black claw silently appeared above its head and came crashing down.

Boom!

An even greater explosion erupted as heaven and earth split apart. The titan's skull smashed through the fabric of space, forming a crater hundreds of kilometers wide.

Amid the wild shockwaves, the seven-thousand-meter-long Dragon Emperor stood behind the titan black-armored beast, its right claw pinning it into the earth. Its fearsome jaws slowly parted.

I am the Thunder Fiery Dragon king of the Dragon Palace, Lord of the Dragon King Palace. You now have two choices. Submit, or die.

S-Submit!

Feeling the deadly aura and intense killing intent behind it, the late-stage titan hurriedly let out a low roar. It feared the terrifying creature behind it might bite down at any second.

The Silver Dragon, watching from afar, growled with some regret.

What a pity. This one didn’t lose control. The great Saixitia was hoping to turn this place into a river of blood.

The Dragon Palace's standard for subduing colossal beasts was clear. They had to be mythical level or higher, and retain a measure of independent will and clarity of mind. Those whose consciousness had descended into violence and chaos couldn’t be relied on to follow orders in future wars, even if they could be suppressed by overwhelming force.

Seeing the titan choose submission, the Chaotic End principle surrounding the Dragon Emperor finally began to recede, and the pressure crushing the world disappeared. The dragon claw pressing down on the titan’s skull also gradually relaxed.

The beast, having brushed against death, nearly collapsed. Its legs buckled, and it had to steady itself before it could stand straight again. The scales on its head had shattered, the bones beneath had caved in, and its muscles, lined with dark-edged sharpness, were exposed. It had only been a breath away from having its skull crushed by the Dragon Emperor.

Without the suppression of any principles, the wounds on the colossal beast’s head began healing rapidly. The two colossal dragons also flew over and landed on either side of the Dragon Emperor. Their gazes were curious as they looked at the black-armored beast, whose appearance was still savage and fierce.

The Dragon Emperor opened its maw slightly, speaking in a deep and resonant voice.

This is the empire’s great dragon king, Saixitia, the King of Storm and Frost. And this one here is Thorsafi, the Crystal King.

Great dragon king?

The titan-level black-armored beast’s eyes filled with astonishment as it looked up in a daze. The Silver Dragon stood only 1,400 meters long, significantly smaller than itself.

The Dragon Emperor found its bewildered expression very satisfying. At this point, the title of great dragon king carried little functional weight for the Silver Dragon, but the Dragon Emperor kept it out of sheer amusement. Every time a titan or ancient beast heard that a mythical-level beast held the title of great dragon king, the look on their faces was always worth it.

It didn’t pay any attention to the possibility that the other dragon kings or beast subordinates would resist. With it here to suppress them, any rebellion would be stifled on the spot.

Staring at the colossal beast before it, whose shoulders stood over eight hundred meters tall, the Dragon Emperor let out a low rumble.

You’re quite strong. I only used a little strength just now, and I didn’t crush your head.

The titan froze for a moment, then bowed respectfully.

Thank you, King, for showing mercy.

From now on, you are the Black-Armored Great General of the empire. You will continue to command your race. This will serve as your token.

As the deep voice echoed, a red token resembling jade, dozens of meters wide, slowly materialized and floated toward the titan-level black-armored beast.

This so-called identification token was made from the bark of the Red Divine Tree. After being tempered by the Dragon Emperor, it carried traces of its own principle.

The empire is currently expanding. Five ancient-titan-level dragon kings are each leading their own legions to sweep across the region. You are to lead your subordinates of level 9 and above to this coordinate. If you encounter unknown mythical-level beasts or higher, present the general's token to verify allegiance.

Understood, my king.

The mention of five ancient-titan-level dragon kings gave the titan a sudden sense of gravity.

After subduing this beast horde, the Dragon Emperor and its group departed again. Their massive forms quickly vanished into the dim horizon. The Chaotic Region was vast—absurdly so, if measured in square kilometers. The Dragon Emperor’s current campaign strategy required only colossal beasts at level 9 and above.

The beasts they had already subdued would be sent ahead to gather at the edge of the Chaotic Sea. When they returned, it would mark the beginning of their campaign against the Purgatory Clan. Otherwise, dragging along all of the subdued beasts would only slow them down. However, leaving them behind without orders would make it difficult to regroup efficiently later.

To prevent these beasts from getting lost, each token refined by the Dragon Emperor was embedded with a navigation function. It recorded the routes they had taken, identified dangerous forbidden zones where mythical beasts couldn’t pass, spatial faults where anything below the ancient titan level needed to take detours, and more.

Unifying the entire Chaotic Region and gathering all mythical-level beasts and above was not a simple boast. It involved a complicated array of logistical and strategic concerns. If not for the Dragon Emperor’s thorough preparation and foresight in having Saixitia lead a few ancient beasts, the operation would have taken years to complete.

***

While the colossal beast empire was undergoing its furious expansion, the final stage of weapon enhancement on Chen Chu’s side was nearing completion.

Numerous fleets hovered above the aerial and oceanic void. At the forefront, the massive Orbital Battleship 1 burned with brilliant white flames. Suspended within them was a halberd over three thousand meters long, massive as a mountain, and cast in golden-black metal.

Around the halberd surged crimson blood light, forming a translucent red world phantom resembling the face of a great demon god. The phantom radiated intense blood glow and an ominous murderous aura.

This was the world of the Eight Desolations Halberd. Unlike the planar world that Chen Chu had developed within his body, a world-level weapon’s world wasn’t entirely real. It existed in a liminal space between reality and illusion.

It was a kind of principle force that carried special world attributes, born from the weapon’s intrinsic nature. The immense demonic face clearly aligned with the special characteristics of the Eight Desolations Creation Halberd, echoing its earliest killer move: Ghostly Wails and Godly Roars.

As the projection of the weapon’s world gradually grew clearer, a chief god aboard one the Heavenly Feathered Race’s golden warship drew in a breath of cold air, his expression shaken. "That weapon’s level is already approaching the threshold of a complete world."

Anstira slowly nodded. "His talent for weapon forging is equal to his cultivation. A genius unseen in eternity. As long as he doesn’t fall, he will certainly ascend as an ancient god."

"I feel the same." Bordea nodded deeply. The first time he had seen Chen Chu, the latter had only just joined the expeditionary force. Back then, his cultivation was merely at the peak of the mythical level, and his weapon was just a legendary armament used by mythical-level warriors.

However, in less than a day-cycle, not only had Chen Chu broken through to the middle stage of the chief god level, he had also forged his own world-level weapon with that cultivation base.

Such a terrifying talent. It was hard to imagine that he came from an ordinary civilization.

Behind him, the Heavenly Feathered divine king, bearing ten golden light wings, spoke slowly. "Though our homeland has been destroyed, the Eternal Divine Tree’s sapling has already been planted. There is still hope. Choosing to ally with the Human Federation was an extremely wise decision. If we can survive the threat of the Purgatory Clan and ride the human race’s momentum, perhaps our people can produce an ancient god and gain a chance to become a ruling civilization."

At those words, the surrounding Heavenly Feathered mythical-level and chief-god-level powerhouses all stirred with spirit. Hope lit up in their eyes.

At the same time, within Mech No.1, the last traces of grey crystalline dust around Luo Fei disintegrated. She had completed refining her Chaotic Crystal Core, and her aura had become even more powerful. Now, aside from the dark-golden patterns spreading across her body, Luo Fei also bore traces of grey divine inscriptions that emitted a profound and obscure aura.

She gazed silently at the world beyond, her eyes settling softly on the face reflected in the white flames—flawless, handsome, and calm. Her voice was low as she murmured, "When we return, I won’t be fighting beside you anymore."

Luo Fei’s cultivation had reached the peak of the Ninth Heavenly Realm, just one step away from breaking into the mythical level. That step was crucial for both her and No.1.

She needed to return to the Blue Planet to complete it. From now on, she would no longer appear on the battlefield. Her true goal, her true mission, had never been to repel the Purgatory Demon Clan’s invasion. It was to prepare for the second mythical surge.

Boom!

Blood-red light erupted violently from the Eight Desolations Halberd. The white flames forged from enhancement energy surged even brighter. The demonic face abruptly collapsed within the burning brilliance and transformed into a stream of blood light, merging into the halberd.

The white flames vanished, and the halberd rapidly shrank, finally transforming into a normal weapon 4.6 meters long that gently descended into Chen Chu’s hand. Even he could feel the weight; it was as if he were holding a world. At the same time, a transparent string of text appeared before his eyes.

[Weapon]

Eight Desolations Creation Halberd(World)

Level: Pseudo-World-Level +2. A powerful weapon containing near-complete principle power, condensed from the Eight Desolations Blood Purgatory World.

Top-Level Traits: Heavy, Durable, Sharp, Creation

Standard Functions: Demon-Slaying Blood Light, Adjustable Size

Blood Purgatory Light: All attacks are greatly enhanced by the weapon’s incomplete principle power.

World Pressure: A gravity field formed by the weapon’s extreme mass and density, capable of crushing all things.

- Hint: When another pseudo-world-level weapon is fused into it, this weapon will reach true world level and possess a complete principle power.

This round of enhancement had elevated the halberd in every aspect, including a substantial boost to the incomplete principle force within it.

With just one more fusion or devouring of a pseudo-world-level weapon, the Eight Desolations Halberd would officially ascend to the world level.

Such speed in forging weapons would no doubt make countless demon gods and divine kings burn with envy.

𝕗𝗿𝕖𝐞𝐰𝗲𝕓𝐧𝕠𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝐨𝚖

Even in the Purgatory Empire, only the six rulers of the empires wielded world-level weapons. The weapons of other demon gods were only pseudo-world-level, roughly equivalent to those of pinnacle great demon kings. Even pseudo-world-level weapons weren’t easily attainable. Forging one required a massive amount of resources.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Figures began appearing around Chen Chu in flashes of light. Two human heavenly kings, five kings, and three divine kings from the Heavenly Feathered Race, along with several chief gods and mythical-level powerhouses, had appeared.

Instantly, the radiance of law and principle filled the space around him like a sea of rainbow light, making it hard for the cultivators aboard the orbital battleship to even breathe. This was with all those powerhouses restraining their auras.

The Golden-Winged Divine King smiled and said, "Congratulations, Lord Divine Might. Your weapon has reached completion."

Chen Chu gave a small smile. "My breakthrough in cultivation and weapon forging took a bit longer than expected. I apologize for keeping everyone waiting."

"Haha! That’s nothing to worry about. The growth of your strength is far more important."

"To think that Lord Divine Might is also so talented in weapon forging! You even managed to fuse a great demon king’s weapon with your own."

"Hardly. My innate talent for forging is average. What allowed me to refine this pseudo-world-level weapon was a special gift I possess. However, this forging ability consumes a great deal of origin. Even I can’t use it lightly." As Chen Chu spoke, his aura visibly weakened.

"I see!" Even so, the surrounding powerhouses couldn’t help but marvel at the strength of this ability. They surrounded Chen Chu, offering their congratulations.

Standing at the pinnacle, surrounded by formidable beings, Chen Chu had become the center of admiration. From the fleet, many cultivators watched this scene with awe, including Li Daoyi, Gabriela, Xia Zuo, and other talented individuals. This was the kind of greatness they all aspired to.

"Everyone, be advised. The fleet is about to enter a temporal rift for jump travel."

Wooo!

A deep and resonant horn sounded. Led by the Human Federation’s orbital battleship, the fleet, which stretched over a thousand kilometers, began to enter the temporal rift in an orderly manner.

As the power of spacetime distortion activated, Chen Chu and the others aboard the battleship felt a sudden, overwhelming sensation of weightlessness. In the blink of an eye, they emerged on the other side of the forbidden zone. Here, golden sunlight bathed the world. Below stretched an endless sea of prairies, where a gentle breeze swept through and carried the fresh scent of grass and trees.

Soon after, all of the Heavenly Feathered Race’s golden warships also completed their jump. The sky filled with densely packed ships casting vast shadows over the land.

Watching this scene, a quiet emotion stirred in Chen Chu’s heart. At long last, he was home.