Mythical Era: My Evolution into a Celestial Beast

As he ignited his life essence, Chen Chu opened his eyes once more. "Little Yi, it's time. But go slow, just enough to keep my life essence from dropping too quickly."

Unlike last time, Chen Chu didn't need to feign weakness or pretend his foundation was damaged to deceive the demon gods. This time, with the Little Purple Dragon's help, he could fully exploit the time "bug."

No problem, big brother!Hearing that it could finally be of use, the Purple Dragon perked up with excitement. It eagerly floated over and slightly parted its jaws.

Grrrr!

With a low growl, the Purple Dragon let out a breath of imbued with the power of creation. The energy, as fine as a silken thread, wove its way into Chen Chu's body. At once, his entire aura surged again. Every cell in his body, once drained dry, was revitalized and brimming with life.

With the Dragon Emperor consuming his strength and the Purple Dragon replenishing it, Chen Chu became like a transit station, wildly absorbing the surging power of the time curse.

Even the ancient emperor who once wielded the divine ability of Temporal Reincarnation likely never imagined that someone could condense a temporal true form so quickly using a method like this.

In this state, as long as Chen Chu had enough time, he would soon be able to reconstruct all nine temporal true forms. This meant that he alone would hold the power of ten demon gods.

Of course, that depended on one condition: The Purple Dragon needed to have enough Creation Origin left to give.

While Chen Chu's temporal true form continued to condense at high speed, time moved on. Deep within the Blue Planet, the Life Crystals that had previously been distributed were being recalled and gathered from all regions.

However, by the time the collection was complete, the numbers came up short. Over a month had passed since the new school term began, and most of the Life Crystals had already been redeemed and used by students.

At present, the warehouse had recovered just over 300,000 level 1 Life Crystals, more than 40,000 level 2s, and only a few thousand level 3s. Then, after conversion, the total amounted to the equivalent of around 500,000 level 1 Life Crystals.

As a result, unrest stirred across the various strongholds and logistical bases within the mythical world. Numerous high-level cultivators began venturing deep into the surrounding mountain ranges to hunt colossal beasts to gather more life crystals.

Even in the other two regions under the Expansion Division, the two kings stationed there personally joined the hunt, targeting colossal beasts in an effort to gather the remaining 100,000 level 1 Life Crystals within three days.

This was to ensure there would still be time for Chen Chu to help the Celestial King repair his divine weapon afterward.

In truth, the shortfall in Life Crystals could have been easily covered by killing just three quasi-mythical colossal beasts. Unfortunately, after years of relentless hunting by the human race, colossal beasts had become scarce in the surrounding territories. The high-intelligence, quasi-mythical ones were either long dead or had fled far from those lands.

At the same time, in the central region of the Alliance of Gods, massive battleships filled the sky, blocking out the sun. Colossal beasts circled above, while dozens of alien legions advanced across the land in tight formation.

Among these alien legions were also many colossal beasts as massive as mountains. From time to time, an overwhelming aura beyond the mythical level would sweep through the ranks.

High above the dome of the sky, boundless golden light spread outward. Deep within that radiance stood a faint but towering figure, like a supreme god who ruled from on high, overlooking all living beings.

Among the allied forces stood the True Immortal Jingtai, hands clasped behind his back atop a lavish jade airship. He looked down at the endless waves of marching troops below and let out a quiet sigh.

"Originally, the secret agreement with Divine King Tarodell was for the Alliance of Gods to serve as a rear shield for the human race, and if needed, as one of the fallback routes in case of defeat.

"But who would have thought that one day, the human race would gather enough strength to launch a counterattack against the Purgatory Empire?"

Another mythical-level king from the human race standing nearby smiled and said, "No one expected this day to come, but it proves that our fate is at its strongest. This battle will break through the defenses of the two great empires, extend the strategic depth of the war, and buy us more time to grow. Humanity will prevail!"

The armies of the Alliance of Gods marched with remarkable speed. Since they were already close to the human race's Expansion Division, it took them only two days to reach the position of the Thirtieth Legion.

There, the towering Divine Silver Radiance Tree stood tall, releasing rings of divine light that sealed off the entrances to the forbidden zones on both sides.

The Primordial King had arrived long ago and now stood in midair above the Divine Silver Radiance Tree. He carried an ancient divine weapon on his back, a massive black spiked club that radiated a terrifying aura.

Bang!

Space shattered as the Primordial King appeared ten thousand meters above the ground. He looked out over the golden sea of clouds, smiled, and said, "Tarodell, you've arrived."

Within the golden sea of clouds sat a silver-haired youth, his hair shining like snow. A third eye gleamed at the center of his brow, and he sat calmly upon a divine throne. When the Primordial King greeted him, the youth who ruled over and kept an entire region of the Alliance of Gods in check gave only a slight nod, his expression indifferent. "As agreed, I will act to suppress two of the enemy's demon gods. How many of them you can actually kill in this battle will depend on the strength of your human race and the Heavenly Feathered Race."

The Primordial King nodded with a faint smile. "Of course."

The Primordial King paid no attention to Tarodell's attitude. As someone who had lived for countless years and reached the peak of the ancient level, Divine King Tarodell possessed unfathomable strength. Even if the three supreme cultivators of the human race joined forces, they still wouldn't be a match for him.

Even though Tarodell's power was slightly weakened outside of the Divine Region, the Primordial King, who had recently broken through to the middle stage of the ancient level, still did not dare underestimate him. Even with a complete ancient divine weapon in hand, there was no guarantee that he could defeat the divine king. Tarodell's strength was simply too overwhelming.

Boom!

As the divine tree burst into brilliant light, the entrances to the forbidden zones on both sides began to shake. The ground trembled, mountains swayed, and a massive passage slowly opened through the terrain.

Led by the Primordial King, the alien legions soon crossed beyond the stronghold of the Human Expansion Division and officially stepped into human territory.

However, instead of heading straight to the Sky Battlefield, the alien armies, under the Primordial King's guidance, took a slight detour.

Within just half a day, the legions approached the temporary stronghold where the Heavenly Feathered Race and the orbital fleet were stationed.

Before the two forces even drew close, the powerhouses on both sides had already sensed each other. In an instant, more than a dozen terrifying auras erupted above the Heavenly Feathered Race, sending beams of light soaring into the sky.

High above, the endless golden sea rippled as countless strands of invisible pressure spread outward, suppressing the laws of heaven and earth. They clashed head-on with the three powerful auras approaching from the distance.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

As the pressure of the four ancient-level beings collided, the entire area shook violently. The void rippled, and heaven and earth roared in unison. In that moment, everyone felt their minds tremble as a deafening explosion echoed through the skies. Golden and white divine light flooded the world, drowning everything in its radiance. No one knew how much time had passed before the world finally fell silent.

Ten thousand kilometers above the ground, the three-eyed youth remained seated on his divine throne, watching the three divine kings of the Heavenly Feathered Race with a calm gaze. His eyes lingered on Tolstoy, whose golden light-wings stretched wide behind him, blazing like a halo. "As expected of a civilization that has fought against the Purgatory Empire for centuries. Your strength is remarkable."

Tolstoy's expression was solemn as he slowly replied, "Your strength also came as a surprise to me, Your Excellency."

As they spoke, faint smiles emerged on both their faces. Through this brief confrontation, both Divine King Tarodell and Tolstoy had gained a deeper understanding of each other's capabilities.

In Tarodell's eyes, all three divine kings of the Heavenly Feathered Race were strong. Tolstoy, the one standing directly across from him, was especially formidable. He had reached the late stage of the ancient level, just one step below Tarodell. More than that, there was a hidden power within him that even Tarodell found vaguely threatening.

Tolstoy and the other two divine kings were even more shaken. This divine king from the Alliance of Gods was powerful to a terrifying degree. That kind of overwhelming strength Tarodell held was something they had only ever felt once before, and that was from the Divine King of Light.

At that moment, the Primordial King smiled. "Now that everyone is acquainted, it's time to move forward with the plan. We will march to the frontlines and crush the two Purgatory Empires completely."

At once, every expression turned solemn. "Mobilize the army."

Boom!

As that commanding voice echoed through heaven and earth, the fully prepared orbital fleet, the Heavenly Feathered fleet, and the alien legions of the Alliance of Gods surged forward together. Their advance unleashed shockwaves like crashing seas and collapsing mountains, rolling toward the Sky Battlefield with overwhelming momentum.

However, just as the grand army began to advance, Tarodell's gaze suddenly shifted. He narrowed his eyes toward a distant region shrouded in darkness that stretched across the horizon like a barrier between worlds. For the first time, his expression grew grave. From that place, he sensed a powerful and deeply unsettling aura.

Noticing where Tarodell was looking, the Primordial King chuckled lightly. "No need to worry, Divine King Tarodell. That area is where our Divine Might Heavenly King is currently in seclusion."

Tarodell's eyes flickered. "Divine Might Heavenly King... is that the genius from your race who crushed the Demon Cult Alliance right after breaking through to the mythical level, then entered the Purgatory Empire, faced two demon gods head-on, and returned unharmed?"

The Primordial King nodded. "Yes. During the expedition to support the Heavenly Feathered Battlefield, he broke through to the heavenly king level."

Tarodell slowly said in a thoughtful tone, "Heavenly king... For a genius like him, I doubt that's all he is."

The Primordial King simply smiled in response, offering no further explanation. In truth, he didn't know what Chen Chu was doing over there, either. Chen Chu had only said that the army didn't need to wait for him, and that he would arrive before the battle began.