Mythical Era: My Evolution into a Celestial Beast

Boom!

The divine wheel behind Chen Chu blazed with radiance, unleashing a power that made Voislav's eyes widen in shock. The entire arena trembled, even the stone statues in the stands quaking.

Amid the flood of golden-white light, a dazzling black-gold halberd pierced through time and space, appearing above Voislav's head. Beneath the halberd, the heavens collapsed, all things crumbling to ruin. Even the Absolute Barrier that Voislav had just copied shattered with a roar.

Before that overwhelming force even descended, Voislav's body sank heavily, its face twisted in disbelief. "How is this possible?!"

Boom!

Heaven and earth overturned in a deafening blast. At the center of the arena appeared a black hole tens of thousands of kilometers wide, where even existence itself was annihilated.

Above it stood the towering form of a ten-armed demon god, halberd in hand, wreathed in an aura so terrifying it seemed to crush the heavens. With the Supreme Power Principle now advanced, Chen Chu's mastery of power had reached a divine state. Every movement of his hand carried the power to annihilate all, yet not a shred of excess power spilled out. All was condensed into pure domination.

Tens of thousands of kilometers away, Voislav stood weakly, its true form riddled with cracks. Staring at that ten-armed silhouette brimming with divine might, its face grew grim. "It's the same Absolute Barrier, but why could you break mine!?"

If it hadn't blurred its body into the void with its shadowy principle at the last instant, that single halberd strike would have obliterated it. Voislav couldn't accept this.

"I already told you. No matter how powerful the divine ability, its true strength depends on the one who wields it." As Chen Chu spoke, the halberd in his hand gleamed brighter. The entire world shook again.

"Do not think that only you possess great power!" Voislav roared. Dark-blue light blazed across its body, transforming the arena into a vast ocean of dark blue.

Boom! Boom!

Two black saber lights, dozens of times stronger than before, crossed in the sky. They split the world apart, carrying a force that looked down on all creation, unstoppable in its dominance.

It was Chen Chu's own divine ability, the Vacuum Annihilation, but it was useless.

Boom!

Under the Eight Desolations Halberd, glowing with golden-white light, the heavens exploded. Even the Absolute Force Field that Voislav had once again gathered shattered instantly.

The saber lights vanished, replaced by a golden diamond-shaped blast ten thousand kilometers wide, like the detonation of a planet. Voislav howled in fury, crossing its sabers to resist.

Crack!

Under that overwhelming power, its black sabers splintered. Its four arms, black and crystalline, burst apart in sprays of shards, its massive body reeling downward. The void around it collapsed. Its true form cracked under that tyrannical might, and it stumbled, falling to its knees before Chen Chu.

This was Chen Chu's strength now; he had two supreme principles, countless divine abilities, and an overwhelmingly powerful true form. He was absolutely invincible among those of the same realm. Even a primordial descendent couldn't withstand a single strike from his ordinary state.

"To think the great Shadow War God Race would kneel... Human, you deserve to die, to die!" Voislav's fury twisted with terror, the fear of impending death.

Normally, its primordial bloodline allowed it to copy any divine ability of its foes. Combined with its own strength, it had always crushed every opponent it faced, even peers of other peak races. Today, however, though it had copied Chen Chu's powers and defenses, they had collapsed in a single blow.

As Voislav prepared to burn its bloodline and origin for a final desperate strike, a cold sigh brushed its ear. "Too weak."

Behind Chen Chu, nine golden gates appeared, and the dragon-shaped chains wrapped around them snapped one after another. Endless dark-golden vitality surged forth, transforming into dragon shadows that poured into him.

In that instant, an indescribable power descended. Heaven and earth fell into utter darkness, leaving only the blazing dark-golden figure standing tall, eclipsing the skies. Waves of invisible power rippled across the firmament, white shockwaves tearing outward in vast circles.

Boom!

Chen Chu swelled to one hundred and twenty thousand meters. He leaned forward, one colossal arm raised in a fist, then brought it down slowly. Voislav had no time to resist; its body shattered into black dust, erased utterly. The ground collapsed in turn, forming a vast abyssal chasm hundreds of thousands of kilometers deep. The power was so overwhelming that it exceeded the arena's limits. Its boundaries appeared like a mirrored shell, its surface webbed with cracks.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The stone statues in the stands quaked violently, fissures splitting across their surfaces. Wisps of terrifying aura seeped from the cracks, and chunks of stone fell away, revealing scaled bodies beneath, along with faint, bloodthirsty roars.

Hum!

Above, an even larger phantom of the arena appeared, over a million kilometers in diameter. Space and time twisted around it, as if a vast star had fallen from the heavens.

Boom!

As the two arenas overlapped, the collapsing battlefield solidified, becoming sturdier than ever. The statues stilled once more, their cracks vanishing as the petrified seals restored themselves.

Chen Chu paid no heed to any of it. Behind him, one of his arms lifted the blazing sun, and fire swelled within his palm until it became a golden sphere ten thousand kilometers wide, burning furiously. Within the flames, the vague silhouette of a massive black figure writhed and screamed, fading visibly with each passing moment.

After just two exchanges, Chen Chu had realized that this so-called "genius" of the Shadow War God Race was far too weak. It couldn't even withstand a single strike from his ordinary state. He had lost all desire to test his moves, instead choosing to unleash his greatest strength at once, deny his foe any chance to display its abilities, and blast it apart with one punch.

Though his absolute power suppressed Voislav completely, erasing it still required some effort. Such was the essence of an ancient lifeform that had already touched principles and contained a trace of immortality. Unless one possessed a devouring ability like that of the Destructive Dragon Emperor, able to swallow peers whole, killing it outright wasn't instant.

Though stronger than many early true spirits, Voislav was still only at the late stage of the ancient titan level in essence. Very soon, within the burning World-Ending Sun woven from two supreme principles, its divine soul will was fully erased, leaving only the radiant, dark-gold brilliance of Chen Chu's three-faced, ten-armed True Demon God Form standing tall.

The Ancient Arena trembled faintly, celebrating this one-sided duel. High above, invisible principles intertwined. Threads of power streamed from the statues in the stands, converging into a river of white light. It surged toward Chen Chu, condensed into a brilliance like the first light of creation itself, and vanished into him.

This was the Source of Creation the Ancient Arena had promised. Feeling the white river of light within him, and the creation aura it carried, Chen Chu smiled faintly.

This duel had been like stepping outside for him, nothing more than an errand, yet he had gained a Source of Creation with ease. He hoped such chances would come more often.

With a thought, Chen Chu dismissed the Dark Star World-Ending Form. His aura fell away, the dark-golden radiance faded, and he became once again a black-haired youth hovering in the air.

Boom!

Space collapsed, and he was hurled into a space-time storm, vanishing amid seven-colored brilliance.

At the same time, the moment Voislav perished, far away in the pristine darkness of the outer void, a star flickered faintly. Soon, within a palace built atop a black celestial body tens of thousands of kilometers wide, a respectful voice said, "Yes, great Lord of the Shadow Heavenly Region. I shall deliver your decree at once."

Inside the palace, a towering figure a kilometer high sat upon its throne. Its true form, like black diamond, wore a crown upon its head. It bowed reverently as a terrifying will in the void slowly faded away.

Only when that primordial will, heavy with boundless oppression, dispersed did the crowned figure's peak-true-spirit-level aura settle. Its eyes glinted coldly. "Where are the Shadow Guards?"

From the shadows of the palace, figures flickered into view. A dozen phantom-like silhouettes knelt as one before the throne. "Shadow Guards present, greetings to Your Majesty."

"You are to scatter at once. Infiltrate the six human regions and gather every scrap of information on the human called Chu Batian. When the time comes, I shall personally take action to find an opportunity and kill him."

"That human requires Your Majesty to act personally?" The phantoms were visibly startled.

"Yes." The figure's gaze remained icy, its voice low. "This human's talent is extraordinary. In the Ancient Arena he slew one of the Eternal Golden Divine Race, who bore the eternal bloodline. Just now, he cut down our own lord of primordial bloodline. As a member of an enemy race, if he is allowed to grow, he will become a grave threat to us. Go."

"Yes."

Immediately, a dozen streams of azure light shot from the palace, vanishing into the starry void.

"Where is the Intelligence Division?"

"Present, Your Majesty."

"Spread word at once. Chu Batian of the human race has already broken through to the late stage of the ancient titan level and slain one of our primordial-bloodline lords. Make this known everywhere."

"Yes."

Not long after the news of the Eternal Golden Divine Race's loss, word of Chu Batian spread through surrounding civilizations once more. This time, however, the shock was far greater.

Voislav had been at the late stage of the ancient titian level, stronger even than many beginning-stage true spirits. Such a being was called an emperor among powerful civilizations, a true overlord even in the vast world.

Most startling of all, this name had surfaced less than a single day-cycle earlier, when his realm was only the peak of the titan level. To ascend an entire major realm in under one day-cycle was something thought impossible. Yet in both battles, the two prodigies of peak civilizations had fallen in the Ancient Arena, and there could be no mistake in their realms.

Thus, not only the higher-ups of surrounding civilizations, but also the Shadow War God Race and another peak race hostile to humans, issued a death warrant. From then on, if this human ever appeared beyond the chaotic heavens, he would be hunted by countless powers of both clans.

Meanwhile, within the six human regions themselves, unease stirred. They were startled to discover that even they did not know who this ancient overlord named Chu Batian truly was.