Daqin Zhentiansi

Chapter 1025 The Armor of Ten Thousand Beasts! Applied to my body!

This is the projection of the abyss's will, triggered by the burning of the Bone Corruptor's demonic source!

Although not its true form, its power far surpasses that of a Venerable Realm cultivator, approaching that of a true Abyss Demon!

On the city wall of Jielei Pass, several Heavenly Palace Venerables' expressions changed drastically. They subconsciously took a step back, their eyes filled with horror and fear: "The Bone-Eating Madman has gone mad! He actually dared to invoke such forbidden power! Quickly! Reinforce the pass's defensive array!"

Inside the Blood Mill, Xingheng and Yunji took a step forward simultaneously.

They could no longer perfectly conceal their aura; starlight flowed, and illusory mountain shadows rose and fell, ready to intervene at any moment!

Such power is definitely not something Zhang Yuan alone can withstand!

However, facing these abyssal fingers that seemed capable of crushing the heavens, Zhang Yuan's eyes showed no fear, but instead burned with an arrogant and resolute spirit that could burn away the eight wastelands!

"Abyssal projection? Perfect! With your demonic body, I will prove my Great Dao!"

He suddenly spread his arms wide, raised his head to the sky, and let out a roar that pierced through time and space:

"Armor of Ten Thousand Beasts! Declare it upon me!"

"Roar--!"

"Wow—!"

"hold head high--!"

Within his 365 major acupoints, the primordial beasts' essence, which had long been integrated with his soul, was completely boiling!

The Vermilion Bird's shadow burning the sky, the White Tiger's killing form, the Black Tortoise's posture carrying a mountain, the Qilin's might treading on fire, the Golden Roc's speed tearing through the sky, the Azure Dragon's ability to move clouds and bring rain...

Countless phantom images of divine beasts suddenly appeared on his body, roared, and merged!

A set of ancient, heavy, dark gold divine armor, exuding a chaotic aura and totems of myriad beasts, instantly covered Zhang Yuan's entire body!

On the armor, the patterns of the divine elephant treading the earth bear the power of the earth, the patterns of the Vermilion Bird feathers leap with the true flames of the Dao, the patterns of the White Tiger's claws condense the killing golden energy, and the patterns of the Black Tortoise's shell flow with the divine light of Xuanhuang...

The power of all beasts merged perfectly at this moment, transforming into an indestructible absolute defense and an overwhelming ultimate power!

"Chaos—the creation of heaven and earth!"

Clad in the Armor of Ten Thousand Beasts and standing on the phantom of a divine elephant, Zhang Yuan transformed into a dark golden stream of light that tore through the chaos. Instead of retreating, he advanced and crashed headlong into the abyss finger joint that was slowly pressing down like a giant pillar supporting the sky!

Its speed transcends the constraints of space and time!

Along his charging trajectory, the Burning Dao True Flame automatically parted the sea of ​​fire, and the Profound Nether Thunder Prison made way for him, as if welcoming their king!

"You're courting death!" The will of the abyss mocked coldly, its knuckles pressing down faster, and wherever it passed, everything was reduced to nothingness, and the laws of nature ceased to exist!

"boom--!!!!!"

An impact that defies description occurred!

There was no sound, only absolute darkness and deathly silence that swallowed everything!

It was as if the singularity at the beginning of the universe had erupted at this moment!

The land within a radius of a thousand miles around Chentieling was as if it had been pressed down hard by an invisible giant hand, forming a huge bowl-shaped pit!

The shockwave swept out, blowing away the outer demonic tide and human army formation like dust!

When the light fades.

The scene at the heart of the battlefield plunged all the survivors—humans, demons, the Venerable Ones at the Boundary Barrier, and Xing Hengyunji in the Blood Mill—into a petrified, deathly silence.

Zhang Yuan's figure hovered in mid-air, his Myriad Beasts Divine Armor dimmed, cracked, and deeply dented at the chest, from which pale golden divine and demonic blood dripped continuously.

He was weak and listless, clearly having suffered an unimaginable blow.

however!

Before him, the terrifying, boundless abyss finger joint was covered with huge, spiderweb-like cracks starting from the point of impact!

Thick, filthy demonic blood gushed out of the cracks like a river bursting its banks!

At the very tip of the knuckle, a huge, transparent hole is clearly visible!

At the edge of the hole, there remained crimson flames that burned the laws of fire, inky lightning that pierced through the demon's body, and chaotic energy that crushed everything!

"Crack, crack... Boom!"

Under the gaze of countless stunned eyes, that terrifying finger joint, representing the projection of the will of the abyss, crumbled and collapsed inch by inch like a shattered glass mountain!

It transformed into a rain of filthy demonic blood and shattered bones, which fell upon the earth!

On the throne of bones, the Bone-Eating Demon Lord let out a shrill, desperate howl filled with endless fear and disbelief!

His decaying demonic body seemed to have all its power drained away, instantly withering and dying!

The unfolding vortex of the Demonic Realm of Annihilation lost its support and began to twist and collapse violently!

"No—! This is impossible! The power of the abyss... how could it have been defeated..."

The voice of the Bone-Eating Demon Lord abruptly stopped.

Because a figure appeared before his withered demonic body as if by teleportation.

It's Zhang Yuan!

Ignoring his own severe injuries, he joined his right fingers like a knife, the last wisp of Burning Dao True Flame and condensed Chaos Origin Qi burning at the fingertips, like a divine axe splitting the heavens and earth, and gently slashed at the rotten demon head of the Bone-Eating Demon Lord, which was twisted with fear.

"laugh."

There was no earth-shattering sound.

A thin gray line flashed by.

The withered demonic body of the Bone-Eating Demon Lord, along with the skeletal throne beneath him, silently turned into the finest dust, drifting away with the wind, like a weathered sand sculpture.

Only a tattered demonic banner, made of pale bones, drifted down from the dust and was firmly grasped by a hand covered in cracked divine armor.

The battlefield fell into a deathly silence.

The Demon Tide lost its leader and fell into complete chaos and collapse.

The surviving demons let out terrified howls and scattered like headless flies, pursued relentlessly by the allied forces of the humans and remnants, who were riding high on morale, and were utterly routed.

Inside and outside Chentieling, the cheers of the survivors erupted like a volcano that had been suppressed for millennia! The sound was deafening!

"Fire General is mighty! Victory is assured!"

"Slay the demon! Slay the demon! Slay the demon!"

Ying Wuji leaned on his blood-stained spear, gazing at the black figure in the air, still standing tall and unyielding despite being covered in blood. His tiger-like eyes were filled with tears, and he trembled with excitement.

Wang Meng, Lei Zhen, Zhao Yu...

All those who followed Zhang Yuan were filled with excitement and passion!

On the edge of the Bloodmill Market, beside those two unassuming blue-canopied oxcarts.

Xingheng and Yunji stood with their hands behind their backs, silently watching the figure in the air who had grabbed the demon flag.

The deliberately concealed aura of ordinary merchants that had surrounded the two had long since vanished.

Instead, there is a vastness and profundity that makes the space itself seem to freeze.

Starlight and the phantom images of mountains flowed naturally around them, as if they were the center of this world.

"The Chaos Furnace refines all paths to nourish oneself; the Chaos Heavenly Dao absorbs Yin and Yang to forge primordial energy; the Myriad Beasts Divine Armor gathers the primordial fortune to protect the Dao; at the initial stage of Venerable Realm, one defies the projection of the abyss and finally slays the Demon Lord..."

Xingheng spoke slowly, his voice deep and resonant, carrying a timeless quality that seemed to transcend eternity.

“Junior Brother Yunji, what this boy has shown today cannot be simply summarized by the word ‘anomaly’.”

In his eyes, billions of stars were frantically analyzing every detail of Zhang Yuan's battle.

Ultimately, the image is frozen on that chaotic singularity that annihilated everything and that earth-shattering collision.

"His path is plunder, forging, breaking all existing rules, and creating new life from destruction!"

Xingheng's tone was more solemn than ever before, "This path is extremely domineering and dangerous. The slightest carelessness will lead to death and the annihilation of one's cultivation, with no hope of redemption!"

"But once it succeeds... its future will be limitless! The Heavenly Venerable has been planning for millennia, and the 'blade to break the deadlock' he seeks may just be this kind of sharpness!"

Yunji's gaze fell on the tattered Bone-Eating Demon Banner in Zhang Yuan's hand.

In the depths of his cool eyes, it seemed as if billions of mountains and rivers were being reconstructed and deduced.

He nodded slowly, his voice trembling slightly.

“What you say is absolutely right, senior brother. What’s even more valuable is not only its strength, but also its ‘momentum’ and ‘foundation’.”

He pointed down to the Blood Mill, where order was gradually returning, where survivors of various races mingled with human warriors, their eyes burning with fervor and hope. "Look at this city, this formation, this unity of the army and the people."

"He used war to sustain war, used demons to forge weapons, used profits to gather the remnants of all races, and used absolute power and a just order to forge the scattered sand into an iron plate!"

"This Blood Mill and this Iron Ridge are extensions of his Chaos Dao, and solid fulcrums for him to leverage the primordial order!"

"The Bone-Eating Demon Lord is merely the first stepping stone he used to build this foundation!"

Yunji paused, his eyes gleaming even brighter: "What he seeks is not merely a corner of peace, but rather, to carve out a territory and establish a new order in the primordial world!"

"Such ambition, such methods, such potential... such a talent has not been seen in the Heavenly Venerable's court for a million years!"

The two looked at each other and saw the same determination in each other's eyes.

Without a word, their thoughts converged instantly.

At Xingheng's fingertip, a barely perceptible glimmer of starlight quietly condensed, containing an extremely secret message. In an instant, it traversed endless space and disappeared into the depths of the Myriad Star Palace, which hung high above the primordial world and was elusive and hard to find.

The core of the information can be summed up in just eight words: "In the beginning of chaos, the blade has already been sharpened."

Yunji then lightly stomped his foot on the ground.

A profound and boundless thought, carrying all the images and analysis of the Battle of Chentieling, flowed silently along the earth's ley line energy towards the Zhenyue Hall, which suppressed the core of the primordial earth's ley line.

At the end of his thoughts was a profound question: "Can this child bear the weight of the 'Trial of Chaos'? Can he enter the Heavenly Venerable's gate?"

Upon receiving the message, the two supreme beings who held the power over the primordial world once again turned their gazes to the sky.

Zhang Yuanzheng slowly landed in front of the main hall of Chentieling Fortress.

Deep within the Hall of Ten Thousand Stars.

The Cardinal Star Pavilion.

Inside the Cardinal Star Pavilion, instead of the vast starry sky one might imagine, there was a profound silence.

Countless fine silver threads intertwine to form a net, each thread connecting to a suspended, slowly rotating star projection, reflecting scenes from all realms of the primordial world.

This is one of the important nodes for the Heavenly Palace to monitor the primordial world.

Ling Xuzi, one of the twelve direct disciples under the Heavenly Venerable, who holds partial authority over star orbit monitoring and resource allocation, sat cross-legged at the core of the array.

He wore a dark robe adorned with stars, his face was refined, but his eyes were as cold as ice, unfathomable.

Before him floated a jade slip with constantly changing light and shadow, which was the top-secret information that Xingheng had transmitted back through a secret method.

"In the primordial chaos, the blade was already sharp. Zhang Yuan, at the initial stage of the Venerable Realm, borrowed the power of the Primordial Heavenly Dao to fight against the projection of the abyss and finally slay the Bone-Eating Demon Lord."

"Its path is domineering and dangerous, with a deep foundation and boundless potential. It is suspected to be the 'blade to break the deadlock' and may be able to bear the weight of the 'chaotic trial' and enter the Heavenly Venerable's gate."

The light from the jade slip shone on Ling Xuzi's face, and a faint yet chilling smile appeared on his lips.

"'The Blade of Breaking the Game'? Ha..." He tapped his fingertip, and the jade artifact vanished as it turned into specks of light. His voice was deep, carrying a hint of barely perceptible sinister intent. "The variable that Master sought to manipulate throughout the ages... was actually a human from the lower realm?"

He slowly rose, put his hands behind his back, and walked to a huge star map.

On the star map, the golden light of the beacon tower representing the Chentieling area seemed particularly dazzling to him at this moment.

Zhang Yuan's rise was too rapid and too dazzling.

The twelve direct disciples under the Heavenly Venerable have long since formed a stable structure and chain of interests.

Each disciple represents the pinnacle of a star field, the destiny of a clan, and even the authority of a great Dao.

One more?

Or is it a human race whose roots are in another world, who acts domineeringly and is uncontrollable?

"The Chaos Trial Grounds..."

A cold glint flashed in Ling Xuzi's eyes.

That forbidden land was a purgatory used by the Celestial Venerable to temper his disciples and select the true core members, and it was also a sacred place to obtain unparalleled opportunities.

Limited spots available, fierce competition.

If Zhang Yuan is truly chosen by his master, with his terrifying potential, he will surely become the nightmare of all competitors once he enters the trial arena.

More likely, it will directly threaten the status and resource allocation of his Lingxuzi faction.

"Too much sharpness is easily broken," Ling Xuzi muttered to himself.

A wisp of dark starlight condensed at his fingertips, containing a terrifying Daoist aura of star desolation and the withering of all things.

He didn't intend to take action personally immediately; that would be too foolish and would easily leave traces.

But using others to do his dirty work and using one enemy to devour another is precisely the kind of tactic he is most adept at.

With a slight thought, a corner of the star map in front of him suddenly magnified, revealing a star field shrouded in scarlet demonic energy, with space twisted and shattered—the Rift Abyss Demon Realm.

Although the Bone-Eating Demon Lord is dead, the Abyss Demon Lord behind him is the real behemoth and the source of the Abyss Bounty Order.

“Junior Brother Xingheng’s report mentioned that Shigu was the vanguard of the Rift Abyss’s bounty… It seems that the Rift Abyss is also very eager for that Chaos God-Demon Body.” Ling Xuzi’s sneer deepened.

With a flick of his finger, the wisp of light, imbued with the Daoist essence of extinguished stars, silently pierced through layers of spatial barriers.

Like the most venomous snake, it was precisely launched into the depths of the Rift Abyss Demon Realm, to a specific demon nest node responsible for receiving "special intelligence".

The glowing light did not contain specific instructions, but rather a carefully disguised and distorted "revelation".

Zhang Yuan slayed the Bone-Eating Corruptor and severely injured the Abyss Projection. The potential of his Chaos God-Demon Body had already alarmed the supreme beings of the Heavenly Palace.

Zhang Yuan is highly regarded within the Heavenly Palace, and is suspected of being listed as a core candidate for the "Chaos Trial".

Its foundation is in the Blood Mill of Chentieling, which is in a critical period of expansion. Although it has beacon towers and golden nets for defense, its core strength has been consumed by the Corrosive Bone.

Furthermore, two important figures from the Heavenly Palace are secretly observing the situation. These two individuals may be conducting an assessment, or they may become obstacles.

The opportunity is fleeting. If they wait until they pass the trial and receive personal instruction from the Heavenly Venerable, then the Demon Realm will never have the chance to seize the body of the Chaos God and Demon.

This information was partly true and partly false, cleverly presenting Zhang Yuan's value, threat, and "fleeting period of weakness" nakedly to the Rift Abyss Demon Clan.

This further suggests the internal divisions within the Heavenly Palace regarding Zhang Yuan, enough to ignite the fury of the Rift Abyss Demon Lord, a mixture of greed and fear.

“Go,” Ling Xuzi said indifferently as he watched the ghostly light disappear completely into the depths of the Demon Realm. “Let the sharper blade of Rift Abyss test the quality of your ‘blade’.”

"If it can be severed, it will save countless troubles; if not... it will also be a good opportunity for Master to see whether this 'blade of breaking the deadlock' can truly withstand the bloodshed and carnage of this primordial chess game."

He turned around, and the Starry Sky Cardinal Pavilion returned to absolute silence, as if the undercurrents that had just occurred had never happened.

Only on that star map, the beacon fires of Chen Tieling seemed shrouded in an ominous shadow under Ling Xuzi's cold gaze. (End of Chapter)