Mythical Era: My Evolution into a Celestial Beast-Chapter 685: Supreme Dominance of An Era, the Arrival of the King of Gods (I)

Chapter 685: Supreme Dominance of An Era, the Arrival of the King of Gods (I)

Under the glow of the setting blue sun, the divine region of the Giant Cult had been reduced to ruins.

Mountains had collapsed, the earth had caved in, and massive impact craters, each spanning several kilometers, scarred the land. Everything within a radius of dozens of kilometers had been annihilated by the shockwaves—fires raged, and lava flowed freely.

Above the now-destroyed city of the Giant God, amid the raging sea of flames, Chen Chu emerged, his body wreathed in bands of golden fire, resembling a demon god of annihilation.

Watching as Ji Wuji and Hong Zhen approached from a distance, Chen Chu spoke slowly. "I’m heading to the demonic region of the Demon God Cult next. I’ll take my leave.

"When I destroyed the Giant Cult cities, I didn’t have time to collect some of the resources. If you’re interested, you can go check them out."

With that, Chen Chu shot skyward with a thunderous roar. At more than twenty times the speed of sound, sonic booms exploded in his wake. The friction between his body and the air generated a streak of blue plasma fire over a hundred meters long.

This blatant and unrestrained display exuded an undeniable sense of arrogance—tyrannical, domineering, and utterly unfettered.

Under normal circumstances, powerful beings who had reached the mythical level would surround themselves with laws while flying to eliminate air resistance, or simply distort space and teleport.

Watching the blue streak vanish into the horizon, Hong Zhen suddenly let out a bitter laugh. "Being born in the same era as him is both our fortune and our misfortune.

"An invincible force that can transcend an entire major realm even after reaching the mythical level—his cultivation speed is enough to drive every genius of his generation to despair."

Ji Wuji deeply understood this sentiment and sighed in agreement. "It truly is despair-inducing."

Before meeting Chen Chu, he had been the number one genius of the Military Secret Martial Arts Academy. As a second-year student, he had already broken through to the Seventh Heavenly Realm, achieving perfect compatibility with a high-level cultivation art.

Even after taking half a year to develop his own secret scripture and condense his True Martial Phantom, he still reached the peak of the Seventh Realm in his senior year—an unparalleled prodigy.

With a talent surpassing even Innate Awakeners, he had expected to shine brilliantly in the Void Continent's ruins, overwhelming every young elite of his generation.

However, no one had foreseen the emergence of a monster who had already broken through to the Seventh Heavenly Realm in his first year.

Once they entered the ruins, Chen Chu displayed unbelievable combat prowess and endurance—slaughtering over a hundred thousand high-level void monsters in under ten days, utterly suppressing the entire younger generation.

Then, thanks to Ji Wuji’s gains from the ruins, he walked the path to divinity, breaking through to the Eighth Heavenly Realm mere days after.

Yet before he could even relish his own recent advancement, Chen Chu, who had been at the early stage of the Seventh Realm just over ten days prior, had also broken through—reaching the Eighth Realm and condensing four planar worlds, shaking the heaven and earth.

Now, after more than two months, Ji Wuji had only recently reached the middle stage of the Eighth Heavenly Realm, while Chen Chu had already ascended to become a mythical-level king, slain multiple cult gods and demon kings, and annihilated an entire divine region.

Such unparalleled accomplishments and battle feats made even a genius as proud as Ji Wuji feel utterly hopeless.

In this era of great turmoil, the rise of such a peerless freak was both a blessing and a curse.

The blessing was that Chen Chu’s brilliance was so blinding that he shouldered the weight of all hopes and pressures alone, allowing other young geniuses to cultivate and grow more freely.

The curse, however, was that the presence of someone like him stripped away the external pressure that would have otherwise driven prodigies to surpass their limits.

Ji Wuji’s rapid growth within the mythical world had been due to taking on a mission regarding the Giant Cult, engaging in constant battles with high-ranking bishops and growing stronger through bloodshed.

Under normal circumstances, as the protagonist of his own journey, he would have continued his struggles against the Giant Cult, gradually rising until he became the key force that led to its downfall.

But then Chen Chu appeared, obliterating the entire region in one swift stroke. He would have even slain the Sky-Lifting Giant God Gai without hesitation, had it not been for the deity’s absence.

Now, Ji Wuji needed to find another battlefield—one that could push him forward.

Perhaps the frontlines...

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Spanning over twenty thousand kilometers, the region of the Demon God Cult had been forged by the combined power of three demon kings. Within it, over a dozen mountain ranges stretched endlessly, and hundreds of rivers coursed through the land.

Yet now, this once-thriving region was shrouded in black demonic qi, swirling like mist. The ground burned, lava seeped across the land, and everything had been corrupted—transforming the region into a vision of hell. fгee𝑤ebɳoveɭ.cøm

Within this vast territory, countless mutated beasts roamed, while millions of aliens, tainted by the demonic qi, lived in scattered tribal settlements.

Among the alien races of the mythical world, even an average adult possessed the physique of a Fourth Heavenly Realm cultivator. Weaker races had long been wiped out—either devoured by colossal beasts or swept away by sudden natural disasters.

Compared to human traitors who established cults in service of themselves, the three demon kings had continuously expanded their influence ever since the foundation of the Demon God Cult, eroding the world itself to build vast armies and consolidate their power.

At the heart of the demonic region, outside the three demon kings' fortresses, stood an army of a million elite demonized aliens.

These warriors were led by True Demons at the Ninth Demonic Mark, while those at the Eighth Mark commanded units of ten thousand as captains. Together, they formed ten legions, each a force of one hundred thousand.

At the center of each legion stood an immense demonic banner, towering a thousand meters high. The symbols drawn upon these banners were not mere insignias, but the seals of powerful forbidden weapons.

Under the dominance of these banners, the overwhelming demonic qi released by the legions intertwined and formed ten colossal demon arrays, each radiating an aura of ominous might.

Between these arrays, the three demon kings revealed their true forms, each a towering figure over three hundred meters tall, with three heads and six arms. Around them, surging demonic aura blotted out the sky, forming vast black demonic clouds that engulfed the land.

Like Brute, the demon kings had also received intelligence that Chen Chu had already infiltrated the Alliance of Gods, and in mere moments, had slain both the God of Shadows and the Eternal God.

According to their informant, the combat strength Chen Chu displayed had already surpassed the mythical limits, reaching a level comparable to a beginning-stage king of gods—a terrifying existence.

Standing atop a fortress, Demon King Gormos, his body wreathed in dark-red flames that formed a crown behind him, spoke with an icy tone. "To have just broken through to the mythical level yet already possesses the power of a beginning-stage great demon king... No wonder even His Majesty Deorus has issued a kill-on-sight order for him.

"But the Human Federation actually believes that Chu Batian can easily crush us? They are far too naive. We are not like those worthless weaklings."

As part of an ancient and formidable civilization, the Purgatory Clan’s demon kings were vastly superior to beings like Akunus, one of the cult gods who had been hunted down by humanity.

Among them, the strongest of the three, Anselm, was a peak demon king wielding the Spear of Hell, a high-level law. When standing within the demonic region, he could even go toe-to-toe with an ordinary great demon king.

The other demon king, Ramiel, was a late-stage demon king alongside Gormos. They had each mastered one middle-level and two low-level laws. Under the guidance of their ancestral demonic scriptures, the fusion of these three laws could unleash destructive power on par with high-level laws.

With the battlefield amplifying their power, their combined strength was enough to challenge an ordinary great demon king head-on. Even if Chen Chu’s strength was defiant of the heavens, they were unafraid—they could simply wear him down.

After all, this was their region. They did not fear attrition.