Mythical Era: My Evolution into a Celestial Beast

Above the sky, beams of golden light imbued with the will of the divine kings descended on the dark demonic clouds shrouding the plane. After the rift was destroyed, the demonic clouds that covered half of the plane lost the support from the will of the demon gods and began to collapse and dissolve under the golden light.

What shocked everyone most was the appearance of Chen Chu's nine identical figures standing high above, each wearing black imperial robes. Every one of them radiated the immense aura of a late-stage heavenly king.

Without hesitation, the nine figures struck, targeting the remaining fourteen demon kings.

Boom!

The figures revealed their Demon God Forms, each with three faces and six arms. They held phantom Eight Desolations Halberds hundreds of meters long, which were wrapped in golden flames and streaks of blue lightning.

"Careful!"

"Run! Don't even think about trying to stop them!"

The targeted demon kings were all struck with terror. Pillars of blazing black flames erupted from their bodies as they activated their origin to unleash a desperate burst of power, forcing back the divine kings that were trying to prevent their escape.

Boom!

A demon king with three heads and six arms exploded, scattering into dozens black streaks of light that aimed for the collapsing sea of dark clouds below.

The other demon kings also fled in a panic. One of them coughed up a mouthful of blood that splattered across its body, forming dark red demonic runes. It burst forth with a speed a hundred times faster than sound and disappeared.

There was only one realm separating mythical-level beings from heavenly kings, and under normal conditions, their power levels weren't drastically different. A late-stage mythical cultivator facing a beginning-stage heavenly king was usually able to hold their ground for several exchanges and could even have a chance to burn their origin and escape if needed.

After all, to reach the mythical level, one had to be a monstrous genius with exceptional talent, someone who had cultivated for hundreds or even thousands of years and mastered countless secret arts and divine abilities.

However, the difference between the beginning-stage and late-stage heavenly king was enormous. When facing a peak heavenly king, who had begun to nurture principles, a mythical-level cultivator was no match. Furthermore, this human monster had already mastered five high-level laws. Knowing they were no match for him, the demon kings could only try to escape.

Boom!

Five golden, crescent-shaped halberd lights streaked across the sky, their radiance intensifying as they expanded. By the time they flashed into view above five of the demon kings, they had already grown to several kilometers in length.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Endless golden flames erupted, forming five suns over five thousand meters wide. Flame dragons coiled around each sun, unleashing unbearable heat and razor-sharp halberd light.

The five demon kings only had time to let out a single miserable scream before their dark domains and their true forms were torn apart by razor-sharp force. Moments later, they were instantly dissolved by the intense heat released by the Heavenly Flame Dragon Burial.

The moment the five suns appeared, eight streaks of blue halberd light, each over two thousand meters long, swept across the heavens and the earth. They moved at a speed of more than a thousand kilometers per second and appeared above the heads of eight more fleeing demon kings.

Poof!

Compared to the blazing destruction of the Heavenly Flame Dragon Burial, the True Lightning Slash stood out for its unmatched sharpness and speed. Its streaks of blue lightning cut through the law domains and true forms of the demon kings, and carved open pitch-black rifts more than two thousand meters wide and over a hundred kilometers long.

When Chen Chu's eight imperial-robed true forms struck from over ten thousand kilometers away, one of the true forms unleashed a boundless sea of blood, covering a range of a hundred kilometers.

Amid the blood-red light, a vast and monstrous face of a demon god appeared. From its mouth, a halberd light more than three thousand meters long, dark gray and wrapped in lightning and flames, slowly descended.

Before the strike even landed, space rippled with layered shockwaves under the force of its power, filling all of the true demons and demon kings with shock and dread.

Unlike the fleeing demon kings, 120,000 elite soldiers of the Purgatory army stood firm atop the churning black clouds of demonic qi. Centered around a demon king at the peak of the mythical level, they formed a Demonic Concealing Array that covered the sky.

The force that had originally stood against these elites was the Heavenly Feathered Fortress, a floating island several hundred kilometers wide that resembled a radiant golden citadel built for war.

A demon king over eight hundred meters tall, clad in a black armor covered with thorns, raised its three heads to the sky and let out a furious roar. Its eyes bulged with rage as it shouted, "You want to kill me? It won't be that easy!"

Boom!

The Thorned Demon King's arm swelled with strength. It channeled the full power of the massive Demonic Concealing Array, transforming into a towering demon god phantom over two thousand meters tall. It gripped a warhammer more than three thousand meters long, wreathed in rolling waves of demonic qi. With a swing upward, it clashed against the descending halberd.

Boom!

In that instant, heaven and earth shattered, and the power of four high-level laws exploded outward. A glowing sphere of four colors rapidly formed, spanning more than twenty kilometers in diameter.

Then suddenly, the sphere imploded. A vortex appeared at its center, crushing everything within and collapsing space itself. An immense gravitational force twisted space and time, and swallowed everything within a hundred kilometers in the blink of an eye, leaving behind a void of pure darkness.

In that zone, even the laws of heaven and earth vanished. All things ceased to exist, as if an entire chunk of the world had been bitten away, along with the 120,000 elite true demons and the demon king that led them. The strike was so horrifying that even the Heavenly Feathered divine kings inside the golden fortress felt a chill run down their spines.

Only a few seconds passed after the nine imperial-robed true forms made their move. Everything happened so quickly and intensely that the fourteen demon kings didn't even manage to resist. However, they were only suppressed, not killed. They were prime meals for Mech No. 1; to kill them would be a waste.

Black flames ignited in places where the demon kings' true forms exploded. Within the blazing flames, they began to recondense, one after another. However, each of them was now bound by solidified chains of flame and thunderbolt laws. It was as if they were encased in glowing cocoons that suppressed the origin of laws within them.

Above their weakened forms hovered a projection of a black seal ten meters wide. The Soul-Suppressing Imperial Seal made the demon kings' divine souls tremble with the law power it contained. They couldn't muster even a shred of strength, and their eyes were filled with nothing but despair and terror.

The nine figures in imperial robes raised their hands and clenched their fists.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Some of the demon kings had their arms shattered, others had their chests blown open. Storage rings, black demon scales, strange bones, and other storage equipment flew from their bodies.

"Luo Fei, they're yours now," said a cold, indifferent voice. Then, without a sound, the nine figures in imperial robes vanished, leaving the countless Purgatory true demons and Heavenly Feathered warriors in a daze.

At the edge of the plane, Chen Chu, with three faces and eight arms, stood tall in the void holding a halberd. Positioned a thousand kilometers apart, he and Anstira blocked the two great demon kings from the left and right.

Chen Chu's nine imperial-robed true forms silently reappeared. Spreading out in all directions, they surrounded the two great demon kings to prevent them from fleeing. Seeing this, Great Demon King Bardi and the Six-Horned Great Demon King turned grim.

Staring at the eight-armed demon god that stood within a sea of golden flames, Bardi said, "Human, your strength is formidable, but we're confident we'll wound you severely before you kill us. You are not of the Heavenly Feathered Race. There's no need for you to fight so desperately for them. Step aside, and we can offer you a generous reward."

This offer from the great demon king caught Chen Chu slightly off guard. He hadn't expected that, even in such a desperate situation, they would still threaten him.

Before Chen Chu could reply, Anstira's calm and resolute voice echoed from the distance. "Ally, these great demon kings are cunning and treacherous. You must not trust a single word they say. This is nothing but a stalling tactic. I'll block them. Strike freely and don't hold back."

"You are merely great demon kings, yet you dare threaten me?" A deep voice boomed across the heavens. In an instant, a terrifying aura erupted. Ten overwhelming presences, including Chen Chu's own, burst forth at once, shaking the entire plane to its core.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Blinding light illuminated half the plane. Ten massive Great Suns, each a hundred kilometers wide, swept across the sky. The destructive force they radiated caused space and time within a thousand-kilometer radius to warp and tremble.

Roar!

Under the intense threat of death, the two great demon kings let out frenzied roars. Blood gushed from their bodies as they simultaneously burned half of their origin and ignited their bloodline essence.

In an instant, their auras exploded, and their massive true forms expanded to over 1,700 meters tall. Surrounded by boundless rolling demonic qi, they appeared like apocalyptic demon kings descending to destroy the world.

At the same time, their eight arms each raised a different ancient relic: a weathered stone pagoda, a bizarre bone greatsword, and a shattered bronze machete, all radiating the aura of ancient ruins. A vast and chillingly ancient presence instantly spread through the void.

As the ten Great Suns descended, the phantom of an ancient alien race appeared behind Bardi, sword in hand, radiating an aura of unwavering guardianship. At the same time, a murky river snaked through the void, as if summoned from the underworld. Beneath it, a massive ghostly skull emerged, clutching a broken stone pagoda in its mouth.

In that moment, trapped within a warped and sealed space-time, the two great demon kings unleashed all of their power, but the blazing force of the ten falling Great Suns instantly engulfed them.

Boom!

The full-force strike of the Solar Core Explosion from the nine imperial-robed true forms, combined with Chen Chu's main body unleashing the demon god combat ability World-Ending Sun, caused the entire plane to quake violently.

As the ten suns merged into one, it was as if a true star had been born. A massive luminous ring, over a thousand meters wide, began to rotate, radiating endless light and heat.

Around this Great Sun, shockwaves of destruction formed nine golden rings, each tens of kilometers thick and stretching out for tens of thousands of kilometers. The floating islands shattered, melted, and were completely annihilated.

The explosion's aftermath was so fearsome that Anstira's expression changed. Behind her, three pairs of white flame wings spread open, creating a white glowing sphere ten kilometers in diameter to protect himself.

Boom!

As the golden rings swept across the sky, the glowing white sphere compressed by the law-bound world trembled. The surrounding space shattered, and the overwhelming force blasted it thousands of kilometers away.

The sheer magnitude of the energy fluctuations stunned every living being across the plane. Still recovering from the shock of over a dozen demon kings being suppressed effortlessly, all eyes now turned toward the explosion.

Though separated by tens of thousands of kilometers, all of the true demons, Heavenly Feathered warriors, and even the transcendent human warriors couldn't help but notice the radiant light from the explosion.

While everyone stood dazed and awestruck, Mech No.1 was brimming with excitement.

Roar!

No.1 let out an excited and savage roar, transforming into a streak of dark-golden light that flashed through the air and appeared instantly before one of the demon kings. It reached out its hand.

Boom!

The six-hundred-meter-tall demon king, along with its surrounding space, collapsed and shrank to just over ten meters from the pressure of an invisible force. Then, No.1 grabbed and ate it. In the sky, a blood moon appeared and fell.

After consuming the demon king, blood-red light surged from No.1's body. The five-hundred-meter tall mech grew larger, as its aura became even more monstrous. Its powerful muscles strained against the remaining armor on its body, sending sharp cracking sounds through the air.

However, the armor covering Mech No.1's chest, shoulders, and lower body had been forged specifically to restrain it, and had some flexibility. As its body expanded, the armor stretched and expanded with it.

After devouring three demon kings earlier and a fourth one just now, No.1's body rapidly grew past six hundred meters in height. From its tailbone, a long, bone-spiked tail emerged. The vicious aura radiating from it instantly snapped the surrounding stunned true demons back to their senses.

Dozens of true demons at the peak of the Ninth Demonic Mark roared out, "All legions, regroup with the main battle corps at the rift passage below and wait for the demon gods' support!"

There were about fifty thousand true demons in the main battle corps, which consisted mostly of Sixth Demonic Mark demons. Seventh Mark demons served as commanders of a thousand, while Eighth Mark demons acted as commanders of ten thousand. The entire force was led by Ninth Mark true demons, with a total number of around fifty thousand.

This force of transcendent warriors, with commanders at the Ninth Heavenly Realm or even quasi-mythical level, could unleash a combined power strong enough to directly challenge mythical-level beings. On top of that, there were over one hundred thousand additional demonized vassal troops, organized into multiple groups.

Combined, they still represented a formidable force. While they were trapped, they were an elite army; they just needed to hold on a little longer, and the demon gods would surely intervene.

The Heavenly Feathered Race warriors were well aware of this too. After being thrown back by the blast wave, Anstira raised her longsword high and yelled, "Crush those demons! Don't let them regroup!"

"Kill! Slaughter every last one of these wicked demons!"

The twelve divine kings of the Heavenly Feathered Race, who had been suppressed throughout the earlier battle, roared in unison. Wings of light flared wide behind them, radiating brilliance as they dove toward the Purgatory legions. From a distance, they looked like towering angels, each hundreds of meters tall, with wings of gold, silver, or white.

"Charge!"

"Kill them all!"

Following behind the ten divine kings, elite warriors of the Heavenly Feathered Race let out crazed battle cries. Their eyes were bloodshot as they surged toward the Purgatory Empire's elite forces. Without demon kings to lead them, these demons were like slabs of fat meat waiting to be carved.

At the same time, the human race's battle-patterned army split into sixty regiments of ten thousand each. Under the command of skilled cultivators, they spread out in all directions, launching strikes on various Purgatory legions.

The reason they came to support the battle was to test how well the battle patterns worked when combined with data from the unmanned army. Naturally, they didn't want to miss the chance to run this test.

Roar!

The now even more fearsome-looking Mech No.1 let out a vicious roar and charged toward another demon king that Chen Chu had suppressed over three thousand kilometers away, crushing any demons it encountered along the way.

The blood-colored light surrounding No.1 had grown terrifying. It ignored all defenses and exploded outward with overwhelming force, sweeping across a hundred-kilometer radius and reducing every living being within to blood mist.

The sheer brutality and terror of the slaughter made the distant Heavenly Feathered warriors scramble out of No.1's path in panic. Even the mythical-level warriors of the Heavenly Feathered Race looked at it with apprehension, unwilling to block its way.