Swallowing the Stars: Heart of the Martial God

Chapter 59 Battle Against the World Lord (Please continue reading!)
Upon arriving outside the city, Ling Xuan examined the spatial ring that he had taken from the lord.

This ring is not large, covering only a few kilometers, far less than the world ring on Ling Xuan's hand.

It didn't contain much; it mainly contained treasures and precious materials that a Domain Lord could use, as well as some currency from the Blood Luo Continent.

"It's all trash, yet they're hiding it like treasures." Ling Xuan, whose own secret realm was overflowing with riches, looked down on the lord's collection of treasures.

"Is this the Blood Crystal?" Suddenly, Ling Xuan's gaze was drawn to a triangular prism-shaped blood crystal.

As an important credential for this trial mission, Ling Xuan had already used his authority to find out the physical characteristics of the Blood Crystal, and now he recognized it at a glance.

"Let's fuse one to test its strength first." Without hesitation, Ling Xuan's fingers swept across his left palm like a knife.

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Make a cut, and bright red blood flows out along the wound. Before the wound heals, place the Blood Crystal on the wound.

The crystalline substance was instantly soaked in scarlet, as if a sleeping beast had been awakened.

In an instant, the Blood Crystal burst forth with a blinding red light, as if the gates of hell had been blasted open.

A surge of energy, as violent as that of an ancient beast, rushed wildly into Ling Xuan's body through the wound.

His pupils shrank to pinpoints, his handsome face instantly contorted and deformed, and veins bulged on his neck like coiled venomous snakes.

"Damn it!" Ling Xuan gritted his teeth and roared, his muscles tensing like a fully drawn bow, every inch of his skin fighting desperately against this brute force.

"Boom!" A deafening roar exploded in my mind, as if a thousand troops were galloping in.

"kill!"

"kill!"

A violent roar filled the air, and countless phantoms wielding sharp blades bared their fangs and brandished their claws, crashing wildly into his consciousness like a tidal wave.

Will and consciousness are different. Consciousness depends on the strength of mental power, while will is purely caused by personal beliefs.

Even the divine sense cultivation of a Dao-Slaying King and the ordinary soul treasure, the Spirit Pivot Tower, deep within his soul could not help him.

Willpower Impact is an attack that bypasses the soul's defenses and strikes directly at one's own will.

Unless there are specific defensive measures.

"Is that all you've got?" Ling Xuan's eyes blazed with fighting spirit, his eyeballs bloodshot.

The indomitable will originating from ancient humans erupted with a thunderous roar, and his powerful will transformed into millions of valiant warriors, clad in black armor and wielding long spears, forming an indestructible battle formation.

Shouting battle cries, they charged fearlessly against the overwhelming killing intent and the surging, tyrannical will.

The two forces clashed fiercely, and in the end, the warrior completely crushed the fierce foreign will.

The moment the tyrannical will was finally and completely crushed, the true mysterious power within the Blood Crystal was fully awakened.

Countless slender, silk-like red energies, like greedy venomous snakes, flicked their tongues and frantically rushed into Ling Xuan's meridians.

His body trembled violently, as if sieves, his facial muscles twitched uncontrollably, and his skin sometimes congealed into a hard, black crust, and sometimes cracked inch by inch, with blood gushing out like a spring.

Ling Xuan's arm swelled wildly at a visible speed, the veins sometimes transparent like crystal pipes, gleaming with an eerie luster, and sometimes bursting with golden light, like flowing magma.

The fingernails grew wildly like unsheathed blades, then rapidly contracted, causing the entire palm to twist and deform, and the bones emitted a teeth-grinding "crackling" sound, as if they were about to explode at any moment.

Black hair burst forth from under his skin, instantly transforming him into a hideous hairy man.

However, the next second, all the hair retracted, replaced by patches of black scales that gleamed with an eerie light, spreading like armor from the fingertips all the way to the whole body.

The excruciating pain of both fire and ice struck simultaneously. Ling Xuan felt as if he had been thrown into scalding lava, every inch of his skin burning; then he was instantly plunged into an ancient ice cave, the chill biting to the bone, his blood almost freezing into ice.

He bit his lower lip hard, the taste of blood filling his mouth, his gums bleeding profusely, yet he still managed not to cry out in pain, only letting out a low growl from deep in his throat.

After an unknown amount of time, the strange occurrence finally subsided.

Ling Xuan gasped for breath, like a fish out of water, his body soaked in sweat and blood, and collapsed weakly to the ground.

Despite having mentally prepared himself, the excruciating pain of fusing with the Blood Crystal still far exceeded his expectations. "Let's test it out first," Ling Xuan said, eagerly trying out the effects of the Blood Crystal.

Sitting cross-legged, Ling Xuan began to comprehend the fundamental laws of the universe. He could clearly feel that his affinity with these laws seemed to have increased by about three levels.

"This is truly a wonderful thing. It can even improve someone with my talent by such a large margin." Ling Xuan was pleasantly surprised, as the journey to this Blood Luo World had taken considerably longer.

His current gains are satisfactory.

"Let's see how many I can fuse using my physical talent. The more I fuse, the more benefits I'll get." Ling Xuan got up again, preparing to go to other territories' main cities to continue hunting down these lords for Blood Crystals. "What a pity, this lord only has one. So poor."

Ling Xuan flew above the clouds, then took out the Crimson Flame Dragon King and headed to the next territory. After arriving, he put away the spaceship and flew below the clouds.

With the speed of the Crimson Flame Dragon King, Ling Xuan's travel speed was greatly reduced. In addition, with his cultivation having broken through to the third level of the Immortal Platform, hunting down these ordinary Domain Lord-level lords became very easy.

In just one year, Ling Xuan was like the Grim Reaper descending, wreaking havoc in this world.

He traveled through various territories, and wherever he went, lords fell one after another, and he collected hundreds of Blood Crystals into his possession.

Even though many territories were on high alert and strengthened their defenses, they still could not withstand Ling Xuan's hunt.

On this day, in Black Mist Territory, Ling Xuan, as usual, swiftly ended the life of the Black Mist Lord with a single stroke, and casually took the Lord's storage device into his hand.

Just as he was about to leave, the originally clear sky suddenly changed color, and dark clouds rolled in, quickly covering the entire world. Thick, inky darkness instantly enveloped the earth.

Immediately afterwards, a terrifying pressure descended from the sky, causing dust to fly everywhere and surrounding buildings to collapse with a roar.

Ling Xuan looked up and saw a verdant world, a thousand miles in diameter, appear out of thin air in the sky. Mountains, rivers, exotic flowers and plants were clearly visible in the world, and a rich life force emanated from it, yet it also carried a chilling sense of oppression.

"Little mouse, I've finally caught you." A deep, cold voice came from the emerald world, and a figure in black robes appeared.

This person exuded a powerful aura, his robes billowing in the wind, as if a sovereign had descended.

"World Lord level?" Ling Xuan's heart skipped a beat. Only a true World Lord level could use this kind of world projection technique.

The black-robed world lord stared greedily at Ling Xuan, licked his lips, and sneered, "To be able to slaughter so many domain-level beings at only the Cloud Realm level, you must be a top-notch genius among the extraterrestrial races."

"Killing you will grant me a vast amount of resources from the Temple of Immortality, perhaps allowing me to ascend to the highest heavens and attain the eternal and immortal status of a god."

In his eyes, Ling Xuan was already a piece of fat meat that he could slaughter at will.

"Just you?"

Ling Xuan snorted disdainfully, and his blood and qi instantly boiled, surging like a tide, soaring straight to the sky, as if to break through the oppressive heavens.

The invisible Dao essence flowed around him, spreading out like ripples. The five great deities in the Dao Palace manifested simultaneously, their bodies radiating divine light, chanting ancient scriptures in unison.

The sound of the scriptures was as loud as a bell, shaking the void. With the blessing of divine power, Ling Xuan actually withstood the terrifying suppression of the other party's world projection and slowly straightened his body.

"Interesting. It seems you are indeed highly regarded among the extraterrestrial races, possessing a treasure capable of countering a world projection." Upon seeing this, the black-robed world lord's eyes flashed with surprise, then he sneered, "However, a world projection is merely an insignificant aspect of my world-level abilities. No matter what treasure you possess, it will all become mine today."

"What a coincidence, I see you're quite valuable too. As the world lord of a realm, you must possess a considerable amount of Blood Crystals, right? Perfect, I can have them at your disposal."

Ling Xuan's words were never weak, and he was now firing on all cylinders.

"Ha, ignorant of the immensity of heaven and earth!" The black-robed world lord laughed in anger, and suddenly stretched out a palm. The power of the entire emerald green world surged wildly in an instant, gathering in his palm like hundreds of rivers flowing into the sea.

In the blink of an eye, a gigantic hand that blotted out the sky materialized, carrying a destructive force, and pressed down fiercely on Ling Xuan.

"You're still far from being a master of palm techniques!" Ling Xuan shouted, advancing instead of retreating, and slamming his right palm forward.

In an instant, a deep, resounding sound echoed in the void, as if an ancient divine bell had been struck.

"Void Great Handprint".

P.S.: There's another chapter tonight, please read on. Stay tuned, we'll continue with three updates a day.

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