Swallowing the Stars, I am the Lord of the Galaxy

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He glanced at the Azure Netherworld Venerable wielding the Thunder Spear in the distance out of the corner of his eye, and alarm bells suddenly went off in his mind.

"No, this madman doesn't care about the consumption of divine power at all. My divine body has already lost 17% of its power."

Each clash of blades caused his divine body to tremble slightly. The galactic laws clinging to the black battle blade were like a persistent, insidious erosion of his divine power. Even more terrifying was that his opponent's divine power seemed inexhaustible, showing no signs of weakening.

"Treasures are precious, but life is more important!"

The thought flashed through his mind like lightning. A resolute glint flashed in Thunderstorm Venerable's eyes, and his spear suddenly erupted with blinding lightning as he used the recoil to retreat rapidly.

Chapter 117 Fighting, What Are You Cowardly For?

"Want to go?"

The stars' cold laughter followed him everywhere.

"late!"

Thunderstorm Venerable's heart skipped a beat, but he quickly regained his composure. He was a Thunder Spirit Clan Venerable renowned for his speed; if he were determined to escape, even the most powerful high-level universe Venerable might not be able to stop him!

However, just as he was about to plunge into the dark universe, a strange sense of obstruction suddenly arose. Thunderstorm Venerable was horrified to discover that the surrounding space had become like a swamp, impenetrable even to lightning!

"This is a spatial blockade?!"

He turned his head sharply, and the figure of the Azure Nether Venerable was reflected in his scarlet pupils.

"when."

Thunderstorm Venerable was filled with shock. He suddenly realized that the seemingly frenzied close combat just now was actually to create an opportunity for his companions to set up a spatial blockade!

The figure of Xingchen slowly emerged from the void: "I told you, you can't leave."

Cold sweat beaded on Thunderstorm Venerable's forehead as he frantically considered a way to escape.

Xingchen wasn't going to give him time!

He rushed forward instantly and swung his sword!

"A Milky Way—piercing the sky!"

The battle blade in his hand suddenly burst forth with dazzling starlight. Countless star patterns lit up simultaneously on the jet-black blade, making the entire starry sky seem to pale in comparison to this single strike!

Thunderstorm Venerable hastily raised his spear to block, only to see that the blade light was like a galaxy hanging upside down, slashing straight down with a terrifying power that could crush everything!

"clang--!!!"

Amidst a deafening explosion, Thunderstorm Venerable was sent flying hundreds of thousands of miles, gun and all!

"Damn it."

Thunderstorm Venerable cursed inwardly, a hint of fear flashing in his eyes.

After his outburst, he was no longer furious. Instead, he was very calm. He had to be calm, because the situation seemed dangerous!

Xingchen's figure pursued him like a ghost, his battle blade drawing starlight from the sky: "What? Are you scared already?"

Thunderstorm Venerable barely managed to parry the attack, but was forced back again by the impact. At this moment, the thought of retreating began to take hold, and his fighting spirit was rapidly fading.

"madman!"

Thunderstorm Venerable gritted his teeth.

"I don't want the treasure anymore, you go fight someone else!"

Upon hearing this, Xingchen's starlight pulsed even more intensely: "Fight to the death?"

He suddenly burst into laughter.

"Where is this?"

Before he finished speaking, another slash came down! This slash was even more ferocious than the previous one; wherever the blade passed, even space itself was cleaved into a dark crack!

Thunderstorm Venerable hastily dodged, but was still grazed on the left shoulder by the blade's energy. His divine body immediately suffered another 0.5% loss. Although it wasn't much, the feeling of being slowly boiled like a frog in water was even more alarming to him.

"This can't go on like this!"

Thunderstorm Venerable thought to himself. He constantly scanned his surroundings out of the corner of his eye, searching for an opportunity to break through. But Azure Nether Venerable, wielding his thunder spear, had sealed off the space completely.

Xingchen seemed to have seen through his thoughts, and his attack became even more fierce: "A dignified Thunder Spirit Clan Venerable, is this all the courage you have?"

Every strike carried a mockery, every blow an oppressive force. The Thunderstorm Venerable grew increasingly terrified and desperate with each attack. His prized speed was suppressed by the domain, and his powerful divine body was steadily forced back by the opponent's relentless fighting style.

"boom!"

It was another head-on clash, and Thunderstorm Venerable's arm went numb from the impact. He was horrified to discover that his fighting spirit was fading at a visible rate.

Is this what fear feels like?

Thunderstorm Venerable chuckled inwardly. He couldn't remember the last time he felt fear. A hundred thousand years? A million years? Or even longer?

Xingchen suddenly sheathed his sword and stood up, his eyes revealing obvious disappointment: "That's it? What are you chickening out for? Weren't you just comparing your divine body with mine? Keep going!"

Thunderstorm Venerable was stunned, then filled with shame and anger. But more than anything, he felt an indescribable sense of frustration—the other party was actually disappointed? Disappointed that he hadn't been beaten to death?

"you."

Just as Venerable Thunderstorm was about to speak, he saw Starry Sky wave his hand listlessly.

"never mind."

Xingchen sighed.

"I thought we could have a good fight, but I didn't expect you to be so useless."

These words were like a sharp knife, piercing the pride of the Thunderstorm Venerable. But he had to admit he was truly afraid. Faced with this reckless madman, who would be willing to gamble with countless years of their life?

Unfortunately, he was overthinking it.

Xingchen wasn't going to let him off the hook.

He was quite interested in a servant of a middling Venerable.

"Azure Sky".

Xingchen's voice suddenly turned as cold as ice that had been frozen for millennia.

"kill him."

As soon as he finished speaking, a blinding azure light suddenly erupted from Venerable Qingming's body. He spread his hands, and ten dark blue claw blades shot out from between his ten fingers—a set of claw-shaped treasures radiating terrifying energy!

"what?!"

Thunderstorm Venerable's pupils contracted sharply, alarm bells ringing in his mind. But before he could react, Azure Nether Venerable had already unleashed his divine power, activating all his powerful treasures!

"Your master wants you dead! Then go and die!"

Ten claw-like blades traced bizarre trajectories, easily tearing space apart as if it were thin paper. Thunderstorm Venerable hastily raised his spear to parry, only to see the claw shadows pierce through his defenses and strike his divine body squarely!

"Tsk-!"

Amidst a teeth-grinding tearing sound, Thunderstorm Venerable was horrified to discover that twenty percent of his divine body had been instantly annihilated!

"A High-Rank Venerable?! No... this is already infinitely close to a Universe Overlord! You have burned your divine power!"

Thunderstorm Venerable roared in his heart.

"Die!"

He frantically channeled his divine power to try and dodge, but at that critical moment, he heard a strange fluctuation coming from behind him.

He turned around in horror!

"boom!!!"

Ten thousand kilometers away, a divine body comparable in size to a star suddenly exploded! It turned out to be a trap set up by the star at some unknown time, a divine body compressed to the extreme!

The shockwave from the explosion instantly swept across the entire star field. Thunderstorm Venerable didn't even have time to scream before he was hit head-on.

His divine body melted and vanished at a visible speed, like ice and snow under the scorching sun...

"No...impossible..."

The Thunderstorm Venerable's mind was still functioning, but his body had already disintegrated uncontrollably.

When did this happen? What kind of weapon is this?!

Ah!

As the aftershocks of the final explosion dissipated, only the fragmented divine body of the Thunderstorm Venerable remained, floating silently in the void. His consciousness had fallen into slumber, his divine body was more than 97% depleted, and the last embers of his life were like a candle flickering in the wind, ready to be extinguished at any moment.

Xingchen slowly walked to the remains: "The Thunder Spirit Clan's Venerable is nothing more than this. My current strength should be no less than that of an ordinary high-level Venerable."

He reached out and grabbed the Thunderstorm Venerable's last divine body, storing it within his miniature universe. Within that faint wisp of purple lightning, one could still vaguely sense a struggle filled with resentment.

"Master, are you going to enslave him?"

Xingchen nodded.

"You can enslave me later. I'd better reserve more slots for enslavement."

Venerable Qingming nodded.

"Yes."

Although he was not skilled in soul-related secret arts, it was still easy for him to enslave a Venerable who had already fallen into a divine slumber.

Chapter 118 Ferocious Beasts of the Secret Realm

"Let me see the treasure you just brought."

Xingchen extended his hand, and Venerable Qingming respectfully handed over the purple lightning spear.

As soon as Xingchen held the gun, he felt a violent surge of lightning power flow through his palm. Fine purple electric sparks spontaneously erupted from the tip of the gun, tearing cracks in the surrounding space.

"What a gun!"

Starlight shimmered in Xingchen's eyes as he carefully examined the ancient runes on the gun. Each rune seemed to contain the true essence of thunder from the beginning of the universe, and faint thunderous roars could be heard emanating from within the gun.

Having analyzed numerous treasures, and now having deciphered some of the information about supreme treasures, he can discern some clues about these secret patterns.

"The quality is indeed excellent; it has already reached the threshold of a high-grade treasure."

Xingchen commented with satisfaction.

Upon hearing this, Venerable Qingming respectfully replied, "Master has discerning eyes. This 'Purple Divine Spear' is indeed a top-grade item among ordinary treasures."