231: Chapter 231 Five Thousand Tons Added! The Ninth-Order Uncle Descends from the Sky!

Pitch-black River Styx energy surged behind Zhou Kui, forming a river.

Shadow and Holy radiance intertwined, condensing into a massive Soul-Ferrying Scythe tens of meters long.

The scythe was jet-black, its blade flickering with eerie, holy white light; wherever it passed, space was corroded, leaving fine black cracks.

This already peerless killing move, after fusing with the Origin of Samuel and the Twelve Knights, had increased in power by several notches.

At the bottom of the sinkhole, the few survivors held their breath.

Ye Canglan slumped to the ground, his face ashen.

The Law intensity of this strike far exceeded Samuel's Eighth-Stage forbidden spell.

Ye Xiao, having just pulled up his pants, felt his legs go weak and sat back down into the rubble.

"It's over... we're really going to be wiped out this time..."

However, as the sole target locked onto by the giant scythe, Su Ming's eyes finally turned serious.

He had to admit that after merging with a dozen unlucky souls, the thing this old guy cooked up was actually worth a look.

The pressure was more than a notch stronger than the previous Eighth-Stage forbidden spell.

That Eighth-Stage attack could have scratched his skin, but this scythe, condensed with the full power of a Ninth-Stage, actually gave him a long-lost feeling of insufficient firepower.

How could that be!

Flexing required ease and nonchalance.

If he had to scramble and rely on locking his health to barely cope, his coolness factor would be gone.

He glanced at the interface.

[Host: Su Ming]

[Life Form: Third Life Form · Star Core Embryo]

[True Mass: 1355 tons (+)]

[mass points: 5387100]

Over five million in balance—very wealthy.

"Alright, let's add some intensity for this Boss Zhou." Su Ming muttered to himself.

No need to go all-in; he'd add 5,000 tons first to play with.

Today, he would let this so-called Ninth-Stage True God experience what a real "Materialist Iron Fist" was.

"System! Add points! Add 5,000 tons first!"

[Ding! Starting to add points, body mass is soaring...]

Along with the System prompt, a terrifying physical rule that made even high-dimensional space tremble exploded within his body!

mass points poured down, collapsing into every micro-lattice of his Physical Body.

There was no bloating pain from bones expanding, no tearing sensation from muscles swelling.

The faint, firefly-like Star Core Embryo in his chest suddenly blazed, its temperature and density skyrocketing; from his spine to his limbs, every inch of the electron-degenerate lattice was frantically absorbing the new mass.

Beneath his skin, it felt like molten underground lava had been poured in—scalding, heavy, but not painful.

Instead, there was a feeling of satisfying fullness, as if being filled from within.

It felt great!

Like eating a buffet after three days of starvation!

[True Mass: 2500 tons... 3500 tons... 4500 tons...]

[True Mass: 5000 tons.]

[Point addition complete.]

The interface was brand new.

[Host: Su Ming]

[Life Form: Third Life Form · Star Core Embryo]

[Talent: Mass Origin Evolution (Unique)]

[True Mass: 5000 tons (+)]

[Remaining mass points: 1742100]

[Core Density: 3.3 × 10⁸ kg/m³ (≈ 2200 times the solar core)]

[Average Body Density: 4.8 × 10⁷ kg/m³ (≈ 330 times the solar core)]

[Star Core State: Mature]

[Gravity Precision: Centimeter level]

...

Breaking the 5,000-ton threshold!

The Star Core evolved to the [Mature] stage!

Su Ming felt he had completely transcended the category of living beings!

"Boom—thump!"

A heartbeat, muffled enough to shake his chest, came from deep within his body.

It wasn't the sound of flesh beating.

It was the resonance of mass itself.

The silver-blue Star Core Embryo, originally the size of a firefly, had expanded to the size of a walnut, pulsating steadily, each beat carrying a heavy gravitational pulse.

The core density had more than tripled, reaching 2,200 times that of the solar core; his average body density had also soared to 330 times the solar core.

If he had previously been a highly compressed electron-degenerate "humanoid celestial body," he was now a miniature star wearing human skin.

Su Ming looked down at his hands.

His appearance had barely changed; his height had quietly increased by three centimeters, stopping at 2.1 meters.

His build remained tall and well-proportioned.

Even the muscle lines on his skin were exactly the same as before.

All 5,000 tons of mass were hidden within the extreme compression of the microscopic level; from the outside, he was still that slightly robust teenager.

The most thorough change was the gravitational field around him.

It was no longer just a skill granted by the System, but an instinct inherent to this body.

As the surrounding air slid against his skin, the resistance increased, as if walking in water.

Debris and dust floating by his side had their trajectories bent.

Light did too!

He raised his arm, and the outline of his fingertips was slightly blurred, trailing a faint dark halo.

With 5,000 tons of mass compressed into a humanoid form, the surrounding spacetime structure was already being dragged and deformed by his very existence.

At this moment, everyone at the bottom of the sinkhole sensed something unusual.

They didn't know what had happened in Su Ming's body, but they saw...

Light bending around him.

Air, dust, and even the Ninth-Stage pressure released by Zhou Kui all deflected and dissipated when approaching within half a meter of Su Ming, as if swallowed silently by a deep pool.

Zhou Kui held the giant scythe in mid-air.

Looking at the terrifying figure below, surrounded by an invisible force field that warped even light, Zhou Kui's originally fanatical eyes were finally replaced by unprecedented horror.

This power...

This wasn't Source Energy, let alone some high-dimensional Formation!

This kid... could he have already surpassed the limits of [Silver Blood]?!

"Impossible... This is absolutely impossible!!!"

Zhou Kui roared hysterically in his heart, cold sweat instantly soaking his bone armor.

That Envoy... had clearly decreed an oracle back then!

[Silver Blood] was already the absolute maximum value that any carbon-based life in this three-dimensional Universe could reach!

There was absolutely no possibility of exceeding it.

It was a genetic shackle placed on low-dimensional species by the Creator, a "Wall of Sighs" that Mortals could never reach, let alone break through with their own power!

The only way to surpass Silver Blood was to abandon the three-dimensional Physical Body and accept the extradition and grace of a higher dimension!

But now...

This teenager before him hadn't just surpassed Silver Blood; he was even using pure physical mass to forcibly twist and bully the Laws of this space!

Could he have already broken through that Wall of Sighs?!

A ridiculous and terrifying thought exploded in Zhou Kui's mind.

"He is not some Silver Blood container at all..."

Zhou Kui murmured, his voice breaking in his throat.

All his schemes, betraying the Divine Court, plotting against the Tongyuan Society, twenty years of laying out his plans—the ultimate evolution he pursued was nothing but a joke in front of the other party.

Am I the clown again?

(Still a clown, still a heartbreaking monologue... hhh)

Su Ming had no interest in listening to a mental patient's monologue.

He clenched his fist.

The knuckle collision made no sound.

The extremely dense lattice locked even the vibration internally.

But he could feel how much terrifying kinetic energy was packed into his fist.

No need for Source Energy support, no need for Law amplification!

With a 5,000-ton degenerate Physical Body, throwing a punch the moment he broke the sound barrier would have a kinetic energy equivalent to the detonation of a tactical nuclear bomb with a yield of over ten thousand tons.

If he added [Mass Heavy Cannon] with five times the mass...

Forget about the Ninth-Stage; one punch would create a new geological landscape in Black Spider Canyon.

Originally, adding up to 5,000 tons was just a conservative decision.

If he couldn't hold back, he might punch a hole through the canyon.

Now, feeling the steady pulse of the mature Star Core in his chest, and looking at the "fake Ninth-Stage" in the sky whose giant scythe was shaking in terror...

Su Ming felt he might have added a bit too much.

Using a sledgehammer to crack a nut!

He glanced at the effect of [Mass Amplification Lv3] on the interface.

The pain of spending over three million vanished instantly.

Three percent of 5,000 tons.

That was 150 tons a day.

It was equivalent to lying in bed doing nothing every day, and having the absolute mass of three heavy main battle tanks appear in his body out of thin air.

This compound interest was much more satisfying than earning interest in a bank!

Su Ming raised his head and grinned, revealing a mouthful of white teeth.

"Although it's a bit of a waste to smash a fake like you..."

"But I just recharged so much money, I have to hear a bang at least."

Before his words faded, the ground beneath his feet silently sank, and he was about to turn into a silver-blue stream of light and shoot into the sky!

However, just at this moment...

"Boom!"

A heaven-shaking loud noise came from above the sinkhole!

It wasn't Zhou Kui's giant scythe, nor was it Su Ming's charge.

It was a more overbearing, more unreasonable loud noise.

The space above the sinkhole was torn open by a hand, creating a pitch-black crack hundreds of meters long.

A Ninth-Stage pressure, overwhelming and all-encompassing, poured down through the crack.

Zhou Kui's phantom of the River Styx, which spanned the sinkhole, groaned and collapsed inch by inch under this pressure, rolling back into his body.

His figure swayed, almost falling from mid-air, and he spat out a mouthful of blood, his face filled with disbelief!

Ninth-Stage Middle Stage!

Not some fast-tracked product like him who relied on eating the Origin of dead people, but a veteran powerhouse with such a solid Foundation that he could directly crush his Law Domain!

Immediately after, a voice filled with monstrous rage exploded throughout Black Spider Canyon along the spatial rift.

"Who the fuck dares to touch my nephew?!"

"Do you really think my Western Frontier has no one left?!"

Before the voice faded, a figure wearing a black trench coat, with a Physique as sturdy as a mountain, stepped out of the rift.

Dark and spatial Laws intertwined around him, forming a warped force field that isolated all the surrounding Ninth-Stage pressure.

Marshal Dingxi!

Huo Tianxing!

Ye Canglan at the bottom of the pit let out a long sigh of relief, his tense nerves finally relaxing, and he fell backward stiffly.

"Dad!"

Night Crow supported him.

"Marshal... finally... arrived..." Ye Canglan looked at the figure in the sky, a smile finally appearing on his ashen face.

On the other side, Ye Xiao jumped up directly from the ground, pointing at the sky with snot and tears.

"Wahahaha! I knew it! My big brother has someone backing him!"

Young Master Gu Lingfeng moved his lips, lacking the strength to reply, but the corners of his mouth curled up too.

...

Across the whole scene, perhaps only one person was confused!

Su Ming froze in place, looking up at the tough guy in the black trench coat who was full of presence.

He wore a look of utter bewilderment???!!!

Nephew...?

Calling who...?

Me...?

"Wait, Big Boss, did your spatial navigation go off course?"

He pointed at his own face, then at the sky.

"I don't even know where my biological father is buried, so where did a Ninth-Stage uncle pop out from?"

"Putting on a family reunion show at a time like this, are you trying to trick me out of custody or are you eyeing my assets?!"