Divine and Demonic Tombs, in the depths.
The twisted "Calamity Thought Collection" frantically struggled within the belly of the Calamity-Devouring Beast, letting out shrieks that could tear apart souls.
The body of the Calamity-Devouring Beast, originally swollen like a ball, began shrinking violently at this moment, with each contraction accompanied by the restructuring of bones and the mutation of flesh.
"Uh…"
Bai Ling knelt on the ground, clutching her chest tightly with both hands, the excruciating pain connecting her heart and mind with the Spirit Beast made her almost suffocate.
But what terrified her even more was the scene that poured into her mind in an instant.
After devouring countless grievances of gods and demons, the consciousness of the Calamity-Devouring Beast seemed to connect to some ancient line of causality.
Before Bai Ling's eyes, the scenes were fragmented and chaotic.
She saw a starry sky stained with blood, saw a towering god and demon roaring.
But as the scene shifted, she surprisingly saw…
Lin Chen.
That Lin Chen, enveloped in darkness powerful enough to destroy the world, standing on the corpses of gods, and the sword in his hand was dripping with…
Her blood?
"No… this isn't real…"
Bai Ling abruptly opened her eyes, her pupils shrinking violently, gasping for air heavily, cold sweat soaking her back.
At that moment, a beast's roar shook the heavens and the earth, pulling her back to reality.
"Roar——!!!!!!"
The evolution of the Calamity-Devouring Beast was complete.
The previously bloated body had entirely disappeared, replaced by a graceful giant beast with a slender form, its entire body covered with scale armor like black crystals.
Its limbs were long and powerful, the tips of its claws gleaming with a ghostly blue chill.
Most bizarrely, its back had grown three pairs of wings formed purely of dark energy, and with each flap, tiny fissures appeared in the surrounding space.
And at the center of its forehead, the original single horn had transformed into two curved demonic horns, with a black orb exuding a chaotic aura suspended between them.
Abyssal Demon Lord·Heaven-Swallowing Beast!
Immortal Beast, Level 100!
A surge of extreme darkness burst from its body, instantly sweeping across the entire Divine and Demonic Tombs.
Lin Chen, riding on Xiaobai, hurried over from a distance, and upon seeing this scene, his eyes couldn't help but brighten:
"It succeeded?"
Bai Ling slowly stood up, looked at the newly transformed Spirit Beast before her, but her eyes held a hint of unexplained complexity?
"What's wrong?"
Lin Chen acutely sensed Bai Ling's odd behavior and asked with a frown.
Bai Ling opened her mouth, the blood-stained scene couldn't leave her mind, but ultimately, she just shook her head, forcing a smile:
"It's nothing… it's just that the process of evolution was too painful, leaving me a bit exhausted."
Lin Chen gave her a deep glance, pondered for a moment, and did not inquire further.
Everyone has their own secrets, and since Bai Ling was unwilling to speak, he wouldn't press.
"Let's go."
Lin Chen mounted Xiaobai, his voice low:
"A month's time should be up, the Tree Ancestor… has probably set out."
"Mm."
Bai Ling put away the complexity in her thoughts, leaping onto the back of the Heaven-Swallowing Beast.
The two beams of light instantly broke through the barrier of the Divine and Demonic Tombs, speeding toward the outside world.
When the two rushed out of the back mountain of the Spirit Academy and saw the empty summit of the main peak, their hearts both sank.
The Great Elder had informed them of the Tree Ancestor's departure.
"Still a step too late."
Lin Chen clenched his fists, gazing northward.
At this time, the Great Elder, looking at the aura of Lin Chen and Bai Ling, was startled inside, and he asked, breathing rapidly: "You…."
Lin Chen smiled and said:
"This time, it's thanks to Senior Demon Bull, he gave us a great opportunity…"
"Good, good."
The Great Elder was overjoyed at the news.
"Then we shall depart first," Lin Chen said.
The Great Elder nodded, and Lin Chen and Bai Ling rose into the air, sitting on Xiaolan, quickly flying toward the direction of the Fallen God Mountain in the north.
...
Willow City.
The true center of Eight Trigrams' Nine Cities had been destroyed by the previous Celestial Capital, but the Nine Netherworld Snake once built a city there, which was Willow City,
The subterranean structure of Willow City also shared the same design as the Eight Trigrams' Nine Cities.
At this moment, the sky above Willow City was densely covered with dark clouds, flashing with lightning and rolling thunder.
Now, the entire city was devoid of people, like a dead city.
In the central square of the city, a massive altar rose from the ground.
Gu Ning, donned in a black robe with gold patterns, his hair disheveled, stood wildly in the center of the altar.
At his feet, what should have been the vibrant Earth Vein of Willow City appeared in a withered, desolate gray color.
Around him, several Patriarchs from the Celestial Capital, faces pale, watched as eight disciples of the National Master's Institute guarded the eight positions of the altar, continuously injecting their Essence Blood and Spiritual Power into the formation.
After the Tree Ancestor left, Gu Ning brought people here immediately.
Now, only by letting the Spirit Dragon enter the Immortal Beast Realm, does the Celestial Capital bloodline have a chance of survival.
Gu Ning abruptly lifted both hands upward.
Rumble——!!!!!!!
The entire Willow City trembled violently, as if a magnitude ten earthquake had occurred.
Following that, nine mournful dragon cries echoed from deep within the earth, seemingly weeping!
Nine golden dragon phantom images, condensed purely from Earth Vein Spiritual Energy, were forcibly drawn from beneath and twisted in agony, finally converging on the Spirit Dragon above Gu Ning's head!
"Roar——!!!!"
Gu Ning's life-bound Spirit Dragon let out a cry of utmost pain, its body beginning to crack, golden dragon scales falling off, bleeding profusely.
This was the price of defying the heavens to change fate!
"Hold on! As long as you endure, you will become the true Ancestor of Ten Thousand Dragons!"
Gu Ning's eyes were blood-red, recklessly burning his lifespan, forcibly channeling the immense power of national destiny into the Spirit Dragon.
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
Around the altar, several disciples of the National Master's Institute, weaker in cultivation, couldn't withstand the backlash of the formation and exploded, becoming blood mist, merging into the formation.
Gu Youshan and others, witnessing this hell-like scene before them, were filled with dread in their eyes.
Gu Ning was a madman, but now they could only place their hope on Gu Ning.
Finally, after devouring the last golden dragon of national destiny.
"Boom——!!!!"
A pillar of golden light, connecting heaven and earth, erupted from the center of the altar, shooting straight into the sky, dispersing the covering clouds in an instant!
In that golden light, a brand new giant dragon slowly opened its eyes.
Its body length exceeded ten thousand meters, wholly transformed from mundane gold to an extraordinarily noble purple-gold color.
Its dragon horns resembled a majestic crown, emanating an imperial aura that commanded all beings to bow.
With just a slight movement of its tail, the surrounding space shattered like glass.
Primordial·Ancestral Sacred Dragon!
Immortal Beast!
Level 100!
Gu Ning, feeling the power sufficient to control the world, laughed madly to the sky, his laughter filled with unmatched arrogance:
"Hahahaha! It's done! It finally succeeded!"
