Mythical Era: My Evolution into a Celestial Beast-Chapter 745: The Silver Colossal Dragon That Spat, Final Seclusion (II)

Chapter 745: The Silver Colossal Dragon That Spat, Final Seclusion (II)

In Wujiang City, beneath the wooden veranda at the back of the house, Chen Chu slowly opened his eyes.

Having just broken through to the titan level, the Destructive Dragon Emperor had struggled to hold its ground against a creature that had once stood at the peak as an ancient titan. For the past three days, nearly all of Chen Chu’s focus had been concentrated on that battle.

Now that the great fight had come to an end, he could finally breathe a sigh of relief.

Moreover, the Dragon Emperor had formed a contract with the Dark-Red World, and its innate ability had evolved into the high-level law, the Dark-Red Power—a result that left Chen Chu deeply satisfied.

It now possessed the means to contend with a demon god-level enemy, giving him far greater confidence for the next phase of their mission: a venture deep into the Purgatory Clan’s rear territory.

Still, aside from the Dragon Emperor’s Gigantification ability evolving into the Dark-Red Power, there had been little else gained from the battle.

That was because the ancient creature was a petrified-type existence. It no longer belonged to the category of normal flesh-and-energy lifeforms; its very existence had been a materialized manifestation of another kind of principle power.

Thus, when the last remnants of its principle origin collapsed, its body transformed into a mountain range stretching thousands of kilometers, returning to the mythical world, and its presence faded without a trace. That was also why it had escaped the usual backlash when it failed its breakthrough—in truth, it had already died long ago.

That was precisely why no supreme-level powerhouse would ever bother hunting down ancient creatures.

Under normal circumstances, an ancient titan’s body would be a trove of treasures—its flesh rich with principle power, and its scales and bones among the most top-grade materials. Slaying a single one could yield enough resources to stock half of the Federation’s vaults.

Yet these creatures often slept for millennia, moved at glacial speeds, and without mastery of the law’s ultimate technique, they couldn’t even actively wield principle power. Killing them brought no benefit—in fact, it would cost a huge amount of one's own principle origin, and a single misstep could even result in being swallowed and refined alive.

Such a loss-heavy venture naturally had no takers. As a result, the creatures were usually left alone.

Just then, Chen Chu’s wristwatch flashed and projected a new message.

Deep in the void, the fabric of space trembled as the wills of one king after another descended.

Xie Chen and the other eight kings still sat along either side of the chamber. Chen Chu and Ariste, one of the heavenly kings, were seated upon the two main thrones at the head. At the moment, everyone’s expressions looked somewhat grim.

Xie Chen said in a low voice, "We just received word from the front lines—King Orin has fallen, King Qingqiu is heavily wounded, and the Golden Dragon Heavenly King has withdrawn from the battlefield with injuries.

"This war is unusually brutal. The moment the fighting began, the demon kings of the Purgatory Clan all ignited their origins to enter explosive states. So far, the Federation has deployed thirty-five kings and seven heavenly kings, while the Purgatory Clan has sent out forty-seven demon kings and nine great demon kings.

"Even Mech No.1 has been besieged by three demon kings, and the damage inflicted on enemy legions in direct combat hasn’t been ideal.

"Now that the Blue Planet’s stabilization is underway, it’s nearly time for us to join the fray. We need to rotate out the kings whose origins have been severely depleted to prevent their collapse."

Ariste frowned slightly. "It seems the intensity of the assault is due to the Abyssal Battlefield being cut off. The two Demon God Empires have consolidated their forces, which is why there’s such a fierce offensive."

On the frontlines, the death rate of king-level powerhouses had always been high. Even though both sides mostly clashed through top-tier forces, over the years, kings had continued to fall.

This was also why only a few dozen kings remained among humanity. Some of them were deep within the mythical world, no longer a part of the Federation. Others were on separate missions, such as True Immortal Jingtai, who had joined the Alliance of Gods.

Otherwise, with steady accumulation over fifty years, the number of human kings would surely be much higher than this. In the early phase of the mythical era, dozens of kings had emerged in just ten years due to the legacy inheritance from the Void Continent.

Of course, while humanity had suffered heavy losses, the Purgatory Clan had lost just as many demon kings. Chen Chu alone had killed over ten recently.

The battle seemed devastating on both sides, but in the mythical world, this was actually considered a normal death rate.

In this world, the mythical level was just the starting threshold. All across the realm, there were countless mythical and titan-level beasts, along with mythical-level alien beings.

The Purgatory Clan waged war constantly to expand their territory. In such a situation, their demon kings died at an alarming rate.

In the conflict with the Heavenly Feathered Race, three Demon God Empires had joined forces. Even though they held the advantage in every aspect, they still sacrificed dozens of demon kings just to wipe out over a hundred mythical-level powerhouses from the Feathered Race.

Chen Chu said, “Everyone, I won’t be joining the battle on the Sky Battlefield this time. I’ll be focusing fully on breaking through to the middle stage of the mythical level.

“After that, I plan to use the passage in the Tyrannosaur Race’s former home to infiltrate deep into the Purgatory Clan’s rear territory and destroy their demon cities from within, to relieve pressure on our frontline.”

With Chen Chu’s current strength, going to the Sky Battlefield wouldn’t change much. Even if he summoned the Dragon Emperor’s true form, it wouldn’t make a decisive difference.

As both sides still held back considerable forces behind the lines, Chen Chu entering the main battlefield would immediately draw attention from peak great demon kings or even demon gods.

On the other hand, if he slipped into the rear of a Demon God Empire while the enemy’s main force was on the frontlines, his abilities meant he could rampage freely. In the early stage alone, he could likely kill over ten demon kings or great demon kings in ambush.

Beyond that, he could also summon the Dragon Emperor to deliver devastating strikes, enough to annihilate entire Purgatory Clan cities.

Such destruction could force at least one demon-god-level being to retreat to deal with the threat, significantly easing pressure on the front.

The other kings already knew of Chen Chu’s plan. After a brief silence, Xie Chen said seriously, “Chen Chu, be careful. Prioritize your own safety.

“As long as you’re not surrounded by more than two great demon kings, no one should be able to stop you from retreating with your current combat strength, but don’t get careless.

“The Purgatory Clan has existed for a very long time. Their foundations run unimaginably deep, and they’ve excavated a vast number of ruins, mastering more legacies than we can count.

“For instance, they may possess causality-based abilities. Even if you erase your presence temporarily, they might still be able to lock onto you.”

Chen Chu nodded solemnly. “Rest assured. I won’t underestimate them.”

Watching Chen Chu, prepared to venture alone into the Purgatory Clan’s rear, the other kings couldn’t help but look on with admiration. None of them dared to attempt the same; it wasn’t about lacking courage, but lacking the strength to escape intact.

Ariste asked, “Chen Chu, how long until you reach the middle stage of the mythical level? Is there anything we can assist with?”

He had a favorable view of this responsible young newcomer.

Chen Chu thought for a moment. “Three or four more days. As for help, there's nothing that I can think of.”

Once someone reached the mythical level, progress relied mainly on one’s own cultivation. Only rare law-level or principle-level enhancement resources could significantly boost progress, and the Federation no longer possessed any of those—they’d all been used up.

However, just as Chen Chu finished speaking, the other kings were visibly stunned. One of them even exclaimed, “What?! Three or four days? Did I hear that right?”

Even Xie Chen couldn’t help but say, “Chen Chu, it’s only been, what, ten days since you broke through to the king level?”

Chen Chu nodded. “Yes. To be exact, I became a king eleven days ago. But don’t be too surprised. My rapid progress likely relates to my success in world creation.

“Aside from comprehending a supreme law, I also imprinted many insights deep into my soul, ones I didn’t have time to fully process. On top of that, I’ve already walked the entire path to divinity once before.

“So this is more like an outburst from long-term accumulation. After I became a king, all those foundations were released, which accelerated my progress. Once I finish absorbing them, my cultivation speed will return to normal.”

“...Makes sense.” Hearing this, Xie Chen and the others gradually nodded.

Though Chen Chu had only been cultivating for a year, his accumulation was truly staggering. Just the gains from his path to divinity alone were comparable to a heavenly king’s. So yes, it made sense... sort of. Kind of. Not really.

One after another, the kings’ will projections dispersed in stunned silence.

At the same time, after retracting his own projection, Chen Chu entered the pocket dimension to receive the Life Crystals from the Dragon Emperor’s side, preparing for his final seclusion.

Once he broke through to the middle stage of the mythical level, it would be time to start his rampage.