The colossal corpse lowered its hand. Wherever it passed, layers of space and time collapsed one after another, until that palm lightly pressed down on the other corpse that was slightly smaller than itself.

Poof!

A tide of pure darkness spread outward from the center of Heng's palm, piercing through the void, rending dimensions apart, and sweeping across a radius of several light-years.

That was the terror of a Seventh-Primordial-Heaven existence. Even the mere collision between two corpses released a destructive force that surpassed the power of a primordial sovereign and annihilated everything nearby, including the abyssal power that Celos had secretly released, which contained traces of its will.

Without the summoning of a soul, the abyssal demon god, who had shown faint signs of struggle, gradually returned to silence, its endless form drifting quietly in the depths of the black void.

Phew. Thankfully, it's suppressed again.

Upon the ridge of a fingerprint that rose hundreds of thousands of kilometers high, on the fingertip of that titanic palm spanning over ten trillion kilometers, stood the Heavenly Azure Dragon Emperor, letting out a small breath of relief. From where it stood on the finger that pressed against the abyssal demon's chest, its field of vision was filled entirely by the corpse beneath.

Back then, in order to ensure the material would remain intact and reach the undying realm of the Seventh Primordial Heaven, Heng had not destroyed Celos completely when it was suppressed. Instead, he had severed its divine soul and will, sealing them within this abyssal corpse and keeping it in a state of living death.

In this way, the abyssal corpse would instinctively draw in and exhale chaotic energy, refining itself until it eventually reached the undying realm of the Seventh Primordial Heaven. By the time Chen Chu appeared, he would have two undying "materials" in hand, one for his human body and one for his colossal beast form, both capable of touching the power of the Seventh Primordial Heaven ahead of time.

Before that, however, Chen Chu needed to deal with the remnants of Celos's divine soul will, to prevent it from reuniting with its true form. If he slipped up and allowed Celos's will to escape and fuse once more with its demonic body, then Chen Chu would become the one being beaten instead.

Although Heng had never explicitly stated it, Chen Chu faintly sensed this was meant to be a kind of trial. It was as if Heng wanted to see whether Chen Chu, now capable of harnessing world origins to rapidly increase his strength and had refined an ocean of world origins to step into a higher realm within the primordial level, could subdue Celos' divine soul by relying on his two true forms.

Honestly, this trial seemed to underestimate him. A mere Abyssal Lord, weakened to the point of barely maintaining power at the Fourth Primordial Heaven, wasn't even qualified to make Chen Chu's two true forms join hands. Moreover, this Celos was incomplete. Even if its divine soul was powerful, it could only channel the principle power of the Abyssal Plane through will alone. It couldn't use its body as the foundation to draw the supreme power of the Abyss into itself and clash head-on with Chen Chu.

Even so, gazing down at the demonic body before it, the Dragon Emperor still felt a trace of awe. Only at such close distance could it truly comprehend the horror of these undying beings' true forms, so vast they defied imagination.

With such a body, even without relying on some power that surpassed the primordial principles, one could crush the universe's celestial bodies with their flesh alone. Every movement could shatter galaxies, and with its palm, it could seize black holes and suppress all of existence.

Before these two undying corpses, even the current chief of the Divine Void Dragons, which had just broken through to the Sixth Primordial Heaven, seemed minuscule. Even Ziyan, whose head alone spanned millions of kilometers, now appeared far less overwhelming.

Ao Tian, w-what is that?!On the Dragon Emperor's shoulder, the Silver Colossal Dragon's four legs trembled violently as it looked at the scene that had just unfolded. Its eyes were wide with horror and shock, mixed with a hint of exhilaration.

The Dragon Emperor exhaled waves of destructive air from its nostrils, its deep, resonant voice shaking the void.This is an undying corpse. Next, I intend to devour it.

Before the Silver Dragon could even respond, the Dragon Emperor had already spread its wings.

Boom!

Its wings stirred the chaos, and the Dragon Emperor shot forth as a streak of divine light, moving faster than light itself, flying straight toward the abyssal head. Below it, mountain ranges tens of thousands of kilometers high streaked past in a blur. Those were the jagged ridges of the dark armor covering the demonic body.

Because this region existed beyond the bounds of time and space, the Dragon Emperor couldn't fold space or teleport; it could only fly. It took half an hour to travel from the corpse's chest to the massive head. Between its brows lay a huge white divine mark, the safeguard Heng had left behind for the Dragon Emperor to refine this demonic body.

From the Fourth Primordial Heaven onward, a cultivator or beast that grasped the ability to open its own divine region or heaven could control the flow of time and space within that domain, trace the past, and gradually occupy all of existence until it alone remained. When one broke through to the Seventh Primordial Heaven,their very essence became the embryo of an eternal being, united with time and space and existing as the one and only across the ages.

Even if its current body were destroyed, its past self would reappear in an instant. It would still exist. That was why the Seventh Primordial Heaven was called the undying realm. It already possessed traces of eternity, the foundation of eternity itself.

The next step was to transcend to the Eighth Primordial Heaven and illuminate all of the heavens, letting one's power stretch invisibly through the Sea of Chaos and cover all infinite worlds, like the three suns and two moons suspended above the mythical world.

Thus, with the aid of Heng's remaining power, the Dragon Emperor only needed to fuse with this demonic body, overwriting Celos's existence with its own. By doing so, it could directly become a pseudo-Seventh-Primordial-Heaven undying powerhouse. When the day came that the demonic body became fully one with the Dragon Emperor, it would have truly stepped into the ranks of the Seventh Primordial Heaven's undying beings.

To countless primordial experts, this was the very definition of ascending to the heavens in one step, yet that path was not its own. For an undying existence to advance even further from there, the difficulty would be a hundred, a thousand times greater than its own cultivation. Perhaps it would remain forever trapped within the Seventh Primordial Heaven, never to progress again.

Roar!

Standing on a solid white rune the size of hundreds of millions of kilometers, the Dragon Emperor raised its head and roared toward the heavens, shaking spacetime. Its wings spread wide, and behind its back, circles of black halos radiating with crimson light rippled outward. In an instant, those expanding rings covered ten billion kilometers, then a hundred billion, and continued spreading.

Soon, a black hole spanning tens of trillions of kilometers appeared above the demonic body's head, and at the same time, a gravitational force far surpassing that of any black hole erupted.

Boom!

The body trembled slightly. Then, at a slow but unstoppable pace, it began to move toward the black hole.

The Dragon Emperor roared once again. Its scales shattered continuously, and scalding dark-golden blood spurted wildly into the void. Activating its divine transformation ability, the Black Hole Devourer, and forcing itself to swallow an undying body was an unbearable strain that exceeded even its limits. If not for the sheer toughness of its body, it would have already shattered apart under the backlash.

Roar! Roar! Roar!

The Dragon Emperor kept roaring, its scales and flesh tearing apart and healing again and again. Its entire body was drenched in its own returning blood, looking ferocious and violent beyond words. With its reckless outburst, the colossal head was gradually pulled into the black hole.

The Dragon Emperor's massive body sank, and a rift over a hundred thousand kilometers long tore open across its abdomen, nearly spilling its entrails. The sight was gruesome and horrifying, as if it could explode at any moment.

Since the beginning of its path of evolution, the Dragon Emperor had never been so grievously wounded. Even when facing enemies two major realms above, it had always escaped with only minor injuries. However, its recovery was just as monstrous. With the power of its Undying Blood, all of those wounds healed in the blink of an eye, only to split open again moments later, spilling more blood.

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