Mythical Era: My Evolution into a Celestial Beast-Chapter 735: Eternal Sapling, the Foreboding of An Extinction War (I)

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Chapter 735: Eternal Sapling, the Foreboding of An Extinction War (I)

In the planar worlds, pitch-black tornadoes reached from earth to sky like roaring colossal beasts. Blue thunderbolts stretched for dozens of kilometers, their deafening crashes shaking both heaven and earth.

Here, the raw power of nature was laid bare, shaking the land and making all things tremble.

Atop a divine black mountain, Chen Chu sat cross-legged. The fierce winds howled, making his sleeves crack like whips and his black hair wildly dance. In his hand hovered a golden Battle Order, no larger than a palm.

After the fall of the Tyrannosaur Warlord, who had been besieged by Alekriel’s present and future selves, this Inherited Battle Order had been left behind.

However, this artifact—a relic once gifted by the ancient human race—could only be activated by battle patterns cultivated to the level of laws or by a genuine human cultivator. Alekriel, therefore, had no use for it.

Though called a Battle Order, what it truly contained were seven strands of principle power, capable of sealing all laws and abilities of a target, up to seven times. Over the past millennium, however, Gerald had already used it six times. Only one strand remained.

Its power was also fixed to predetermined targets—it only sealed the target’s mastered laws and abilities. Hence, it had no effect on things like bloodline or physical strength. That had also been the cause of Gerald’s downfall.

For Chen Chu, however, this alone was enough. When that Silver Time Butterfly appeared again, he would seal it, pull it out from the flow of time, and destroy it.

Chen Chu smiled faintly as he stored away the Inherited Battle Order. On his forehead, a red eye linking to hell emerged, glowing an ominous blood red.

One, two... in the blink of an eye, seventeen strands of white light floated before Chen Chu, emanating an aura of primal origin and the source of all things.

Boom!

With a palm strike, Chen Chu shattered the space before him and thrust the seventeen strands of world origin into the core of the planar world, where a hazy yellow radiance swirled.

A dark-red material that resembled a stellar core slowly spun within the mystical yellow glow. The invisible gravitational force it emitted influenced the entire planar world.

The very moment the strands of origin merged into the core, the entire world quaked. Black gales howled through the skies, and lightning thundered above.

Even the golden sun in the sky flared intensely. The crystal wall shook as it absorbed and transformed chaotic void energy hundreds of times faster than before.

In Chen Chu’s awareness, the planar world began to expand. Along its borders, earth and stone emerged from nothing. The world’s spatial bearing capacity increased, its crystal walls becoming thicker and more durable.

Most importantly, the Law of Power brewing at the world’s center surged violently, transforming into an overwhelming might that enveloped Chen Chu and began tempering his true form.

Bathed in this supreme law, Chen Chu’s aura grew ever more terrifying. The surrounding space trembled and distorted under the pressure, shockwaves spreading in all directions.

At the same time, countless insights about the Law of Power surged into Chen Chu’s mind. A thought echoed within his consciousness.

Burn 150,000 attribute points. Enter epiphany state.

Boom!

A boundless power erupted inside him, forming a dense epiphanic aura that enveloped him completely. In almost an instant, millions of thoughts flashed through his mind.

At the same time, darkness spread outward from Chen Chu, transforming a radius of over a dozen kilometers into a void. On either side, world projections with a kilometer-wide diameter emerged—flames blazing, death swirling...

***

While Chen Chu remained in seclusion, countless others outside were busy.

At the southern military base, an aide knocked on the door to Li Yi's office. After saluting, he respectfully said, "General, there’s a package from internal military channels addressed to you."

"A package? What is it?" Li Yi was puzzled.

I haven't ordered anything, have I?

The aide respectfully replied, "It’s a gift from the Divine Might King, a token of thanks for the support you once gave him."

"Chen Chu?" Staring at the opened black package box on his desk, Li Yi felt a mixture of astonishment and warmth. Inside was a golden transparent jade box with four sealed strands of world origin.

He felt astonishment because he had never expected such a precious gift, and warmth because Chen Chu was repaying someone who had once helped him. This act wasn’t about the value of the gift; it was about the unchanging nature of someone who had never forgotten his roots.

In truth, veteran cultivators like Li Yi didn’t nurture or protect the younger generation out of personal interest. Their sole intent had always been the strengthening of the human race.

Thus, within the education system and its various trials, as long as new talents showed promise, they would receive increasing support and protection stage by stage.

It was just that Chen Chu’s progress had been too fast. So fast, in fact, that before Li Yi could even react, he had already been repaid multiple times the value of what he had once offered.

***

In Wujiang City, at 3 PM, pedestrians bustled along both sides of a lively street. The golden autumn sunlight sprinkled down like fine sand, casting a warm hue over everyone it touched.

Outside a thriving dessert shop, Xia Youhui, Liu Feng, Bai Mu, and Li Meng basked in the sun, sipping drinks and chatting idly.

"Old Xia, you've already applied to enter the mythical world, right?" Li Meng asked.

Xia Youhui nodded proudly. "Yeah, I have. But with a full-scale War of Civilizations breaking out at the frontlines, they haven’t announced the assembly date yet."

The others’ expressions were immediately filled with envy.

Bai Mu sighed. "Damn it, the heavens are so unfair. We all started with about the same level of talent, yet you broke through to the Sixth Heavenly Realm in just one year."

Li Meng nodded. "Yeah, back during the freshmen’s ranked tournament, I even knocked Old Xia off the platform. Who would've thought he’d surpass me by two whole major realms shortly after?"

Xia Youhui scoffed. "That’s because I was going easy on you. I didn’t want to crush your confidence. Otherwise, even if I just stood there, you wouldn’t have been able to dent my battle shield."

"Yeah, right. Like we didn’t know exactly how strong you were back then."

Liu Feng commented with a sigh, "But if we’re talking real monsters, then that’ll be Chen Chu. Back then, he was just one place ahead of me, but right after, his cultivation shot up like a rocket.

"No, not even rockets go that fast. The way he cultivated felt like he was just drinking water."

Bai Mu nodded. "Yeah. Reaching the mythical level in one year? I wouldn’t dare even dream of that. Hard to believe that guy was actually our classmate."

Li Meng sighed as well. "Do you think we’ll ever have a chance to step into the king level?"

Liu Feng shook his head. "Don’t count on it. It’s not likely. If becoming a king was that easy, the Federation wouldn’t have just a few dozen. There’d be hundreds, maybe thousands."

"Old Liu’s got a point," Xia Youhui agreed with a nod. "Even with me reaching the Sixth Realm in a year, my brother already at the Ninth Realm, and our good buddy Chen Chu already broken into the king level, I’m still not confident I can reach the king level."

"Get lost!" The three flipped him off in unison.

After the joking died down, Li Meng thought for a moment. "In our cohort, aside from Chen Chu, the one most likely to break into the king level is probably An Fuqing, right? I heard she’s about to reach the Ninth Heavenly Realm already."

Xia Youhui shook his head. "An Fuqing isn’t just likely to break through; she absolutely will."

A hint of awe crept into his tone. "She’s already walked the path of kings and even gone quite far on the path of heavenly kings. Her talent is only slightly behind Ah Chu’s.

"If Ah Chu hadn’t been such a freak, An Fuqing would easily be hailed as the number one talent of our generation—not just in East Xia but the entire Federation.

"As for Li Hao, myself, the class monitor, and Lin Yu, we all received the general's inheritance, but whether we can break into the king level depends entirely on our own fortune from here on out."

Just then, a luxurious red sports car pulled up at the curb. The door opened, and a stunning silver-haired woman in a sleek black trench coat stepped out. Everyone around them froze in awe.

She had breathtaking elegance, a tall figure, and flowing silver hair that fell like snow across her back. Paired with her form-fitting coat, she instantly stunned every passerby.

"It’s Yan Ruoyi!"

"She’s here!"

"Quick, take a picture!"

A wave of commotion rippled through the crowd as more and more people recognized her.

This time, however, no one dared to approach for an autograph. Yan Ruoyi was no longer just an international superstar; she was also a Ninth Heavenly Realm cultivator.

To the average person, a Ninth Realm cultivator wasn’t just immensely powerful, they were a near-unreachable figure.

Yan Ruoyi approached Xia Youhui, Liu Feng, and the others with a faint smile. "Xia Youhui, we meet again."

"Hello, Ms. Yan. Are you looking for me?" Xia Youhui stood up, a little nervous. Liu Feng and the others quickly followed suit, clearly awed by her fame and strength.

"Something like that. Chen Chu asked me to bring you all a few gifts." Yan Ruoyi placed a spatial ring and three storage pouches before the four.

The group blinked in surprise. Upon hearing that the gifts came from Chen Chu, however, they didn’t hesitate at all. That guy was a mythical king now—a true powerhouse. There was no need to be modest with someone like him.

After accepting the items, Xia Youhui asked curiously, "Ms. Yan, how did you know we were here?"

Yan Ruoyi smiled faintly. "Simple. Your smartwatches have GPS. I just checked the location."

Every cultivator’s smartwatch functioned like an ID—storing personal information, enabling communication, and, for advanced cultivators with the right access, allowing them to retrieve data on low-level cultivators, including their location.

Once the gifts were delivered, Yan Ruoyi turned and left. As the red sports car drove off into the distance, Li Meng and the others stared after it with envious expressions.

"Chen Chu isn’t just cultivating fast, he’s surrounded by beautiful women too,” Li Meng commented.

Xia Youhui grinned smugly. "Well, naturally. Even men are jealous of how handsome Ah Chu is."

Li Meng lowered his voice. "Speaking of, I think Lin Xue might like Chen Chu, too. Did any of you notice during the opening ceremony yesterday? After it ended, Lin Xue and Lin Yu were blocking girls who wanted to approach him."

Xia Youhui chuckled. "You don’t need to tell me; I noticed ages ago. On the first day of school, the class monitor secretly peeked at Ah Chu seven times. He just didn’t notice."

Liu Feng and the others were shocked.

"What? Lin Xue was already into Chen Chu back then?" Liu Feng questioned.

Xia Youhui rolled his eyes. "Obviously. Why else do you think I kept dropping hints to get them together? I even said some harsh things on purpose just to lure the class monitor over.

"Too bad Ah Chu was all about cultivation back then. And the class monitor, being proud and all, achieved her Foundation Building too fast and left for the cultivation zone. Meanwhile, Luo Fei got even closer to Ah Chu.

"But honestly, besides them, I know a few more girls in class who like Ah Chu. One of them is..."

The guys launched into a full-on gossip session.

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