C1368 Nightmare Descends
The Chaos Roc, in its original form, had eyes like the sun and moon, with the stars beneath it appearing minuscule by comparison. It roamed the void, effortlessly absorbing the chaotic energies of the starry expanse. With a mere breath, it transformed a swath of the sky into an energy vacuum, creating a void zone akin to the Deep Starfield. Those who could see and feel its power were profoundly shaken.
It seemed to everyone that such an original overlord was too powerful to continue existing. Their presence was a devastation and upheaval to the world's order and the balance of all beings—they were the very embodiment of disaster!
"Chaos Roc!" Alonso, wielding his silver war pike and navigating the depths of the Muddy Devil Embryo, let out a cry of alarm for the first time. As the grand commander of the Asura Clan, he had been orchestrating his strategies in secret, unfazed by the arrival of the Great Sword Immortals, Jun Chen, the Death Bird, or even the Ghost King Tianzang.
But the sudden appearance of the Chaos Roc in its primeval state, and its swift obliteration of two icy stars within the Firefly Starfield, resulting in the tragic deaths of many Asuras, truly shocked him.
"Yuv Qian!" He refused to use Tianzang's name, instead attacking the base of the Aura Altar with his spear. A barrage of silver lightning bolts erupted within the Muddy Devil Embryo, accompanied by a thunderous boom.
Alonso's golden eyes locked with Jun Chen's mid-air visage, and golden flames ignited within them. These flames spread contagiously, engulfing the starry currents flowing through Jun Chen's body.
He touched his forehead, and a radiant light, marked with the laws of his bloodline, cut through the Muddy Devil Embryo's filth, reaching deep into the Death Crane's spectral essence.
Crack! The sound of the Aura Altar's base splitting was Alonso's cue. He surged forward with his spear, breaking free from the heavy shackles of the Tears of Blue Devil.
"Lollar!" Alonso called out. In an instant, Lollar, another Platinum Asura, and a fleet of Galaxy Ancient Starships were enveloped by a barrier of space-time, completing a cosmic shift.
Seven or eight Galaxy Ancient Starships, accompanied by two Platinum Asuras, materialized behind the Chaos Roc in the blink of an eye.
Cannon fire burst forth from the ancient starships like meteors.
The tail fin of the Chaos Roc bore the brunt of hundreds of meteor-like cannon blasts. Lollar and the other Platinum Asura, wielding their quasi-relics, launched an assault on the savage Starry Behemoth.
"Heh!"
The Chaos Roc, resembling a massive fish, sneered malevolently as one of its fiery red eyeballs, blazing like the sun, burst from its socket and wreaked havoc among the ancient starships.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Its single eyeball shattered the seven or eight Galaxy Ancient Starships to pieces.
The weaker Asuras, with only Seventh or Eighth Level bloodlines, whether born in the Dark Domain or elsewhere, were obliterated in a single encounter, bursting into a shower of blood.
Before hitting the ground, the blood shower evaporated into a mist, with their souls and blood utterly vanishing.
The "scarlet sun," comparable to a complete Domain Boundary, morphed into a gaunt, blood-soaked old man.
The elder's form dwarfed that of Jun Chen and the Violent Bear, being hundreds of times larger.
His blood-red hands, oozing with the divine luminescence of the sun, spun through the void like grinding wheels, instantly creating a bizarre vortex of countless Sun Essence Fire whirls.
Before Lollar and the Platinum Asura could even react, they found themselves caught within the vortex.
Insignificant as mosquitoes in comparison, Lollar and the Platinum Asura looked up at the old man, locking eyes with his blood-red gaze.
They were instantly struck with vertigo, their consciousness blurred, their Asura bloodlines suppressed, and their hearts ceased beating.
Boom! Boom!
Lollar and the Platinum Asura couldn't endure for long; their blood and bones burst into glimmers of light.
The old man, bearing a resemblance to the Chaos Roc, licked his lips contentedly and cruelly inhaled.
The blood and souls of the two Platinum Asuras were drained in a single breath.
Yet, he appeared to be still yearning for more...
"Chaos Roc!"
Alonso bellowed in rage.
Whoosh!
The scarlet, emaciated elder contracted back into the great eye, merging once again with the Chaos Roc's eye socket.
Roar!
The Violent Bear, guarding Yu Yuan's true form, bellowed furiously as its body was enveloped in the pervasive sword intent.
Dozens of sword lights, one after another, burst forth from the expansive river of sword light.
These were the same sword lights that had previously attacked Du Yuan, shattering his Dharma form and thwarting his efforts to refine it.
Now, the sword lights were even more piercing, imbued with the intricate sword intent of the changing seasons, the passage of time, the cycle of rebirth, and the resurgence of life.
Du Yuan, Jee Ningshuang, and Yue Mu had managed to escape the icy world below and had returned to the starry sky.
As they watched the sword lights soar from the river above them, crossing over their heads, they were enveloped by the profound sword intent, leaving them with complex emotions.
These were the legacies of the Sword Sect's sages, collected and brought together by Nie Qingtian.
They seemed to witness the peerless Great Sword Immortals, who would rather burn themselves out than let the Sword Sect's light dim, striving to expand the Boundless Human Race's territory and secure another supreme seat.
They saw the sacrifices of countless Great Sword Immortals and Nie Qingtian's tireless search.
Demian, Ciara, and the two Platinum Asuras who had previously besieged them, now joined them in the starry sky, gazing into the distance.
The conflict between them had been put on hold due to the emergence of the Chaos Roc and Alonso's command.
"Chaos Roc!"
All four Platinum Asuras ground their teeth in fury, their anger ablaze.
Lollar was gone, their comrade was gone, and so were many followers and subordinates who had been loyal to them, including some of their own descendants.
They had all perished in an instant.
The Chaos Roc, manifesting as a gaunt old man with one of its eyes, had slain them all.
Two realms within the Firefly Starfield had also been obliterated, with tens of thousands of Asura Clan members dying without even a moment of pain.
This savage, bloodthirsty Starry Behemoth had become the nightmare of all.
The Chaos Roc had instantly maxed out its hatred meter.
Yet, there was no recourse against it.
Its other eye, transformed from the Absolute Cold Moon, emitted a chilling light.
The fins on its back appeared to harden into a layer of icy armor, seemingly impervious and colder than the toughest steel.
The dozens of sword lights cascaded down like a spectacular meteor shower, trailing rainbows and etching the universe's marvels.
Crack! Crack! Crack!
The thick ice encasing his fins shattered piece by piece, yet with a vigorous shake of his massive form, the countless fragments tumbled away, leaving his fins unbroken.
A crimson and a silver-white eye gazed indifferently at the Violent Bear and remarked, "It's unfortunate that you are not a true primordial beast, nor are you a descendant of one. Consequently, your bloodline has never transcended its limits."
As the Chaos Roc spoke, it continued to advance toward the Violent Bear and the celestial body.
"Had you been born in the Boundless Expanse, you would have already ascended to a Demon God. The Boundless Expanse is a realm so unique it could have freed you from the constraints of your bloodline. Alas, you were not born there, and no amount of intelligence can fundamentally transform your essence."
Deep within the Dragon Slash Platform, Yu Yuan, with his imposing Yin God presence, watched the Chaos Roc intently.
Thousands of soul filaments departed from the platform, mingling with the myriad sword lights in the river, absorbing the essence of the sword intent and the 'Optimus Nine Slashes' transformed into sword light.
He understood that his mastery of the 'Optimus Nine Slashes' granted him control over these sword lights.
Were he to employ it against Ciara, Demian, Yue Mu, or Du Yuan, the outcome might be swift and decisive.
Yet, the Chaos Roc, having returned from the Star River, had grown significantly more formidable.
Its size had increased tenfold!
Such a Chaos Roc stood on par with the highest Primordial Spirits of the Boundless Expanse, alongside the White Divine Tiger, the Qilin, and other mythical creatures.
Even compared to the Empress of the Deep Starfield, the Void Spirit Succubus, and the Fallen Divine Tree, the Chaos Roc seemed a notch above.
Chen Qinghuang had not yet returned to her zenith, the Void Spirit Succubus's true form had not fully integrated with her spirit, and the Fallen Divine Tree was only beginning to sprout.
Without the Optimus Sword at his disposal, and with his current power and state, even harnessing the sword light from the river seemed futile against the Chaos Roc.
Yet, what the Chaos Roc truly desired was his Yang God form!
