207: Rahu Devours the Heavens and the Burial Ground of True Spirits
Fei Ling Clan, peak of the Holy Mountain.
The Super Teleportation Formation connecting the continental plates was emitting a deafening roar. Countless Talismans swam through the Void Realm like tadpoles, constructing a stable spatial passage leading hundreds of millions of miles away.
“Respectfully seeing off the Saint Master!”
Below, the Tian Peng Clan Grand Elder led all the clansmen, kneeling on the ground, their eyes filled with fanaticism and reluctance.
In their eyes, this “Li Feiyu” had not only preserved the Tian Peng Clan's status as a major clan but, during the previous “Saint Master Judgment,” he transformed into a thousand-zhang Kunpeng and shattered the Chirong Clan Saint's Lifebound Treasure with a single claw. His terrifying strength had been publicly acknowledged as the Fei Ling Clan's number one Prodigy in ten thousand years.
“Mm.”
Zhou Wannian (Han Li) stood in the center of the Formation, waving his hand with a tranquil expression.
“While I am gone, behave yourselves.”
“If anyone dares to bully the Tian Peng Clan, I'll write them down in my little notebook, and when I return, I will exterminate their entire clan.”
“We respectfully obey the Saint Master's Decree!”
“Buzz—”
White light shot up into the sky.
Zhou Wannian's figure instantly vanished within the beam of light... inside the spatial passage.
This was a bizarre Time-Space Tunnel. All around were rapidly receding multicolored streams of light. Zhou Wannian was wrapped in a thick silver light barrier, and the black wind flag hovered above his head, constantly guarding against potential spatial storms.
“Tie Zhu, calculate the remaining time.”
“Current speed: 100,000 miles per instant. Estimated arrival at the Human Race region of Feng Yuan Continent: three days later.”
“Three days, huh...”
Zhou Wannian sat down cross-legged, preparing to rest his mind.
However.
Just as the teleportation reached the halfway point.
“Beep! Beep! Beep!”
Tie Zhu's alarm suddenly became extremely sharp, and red light flashed wildly across Zhou Wannian's retina.
“Warning! Extremely high-energy gravitational source detected!”
“Super massive biological entity approaching!”
“Spatial passage structure is collapsing! Recommend immediate extraction! Recommend immediate extraction!”
“What?!”
Zhou Wannian abruptly opened his eyes.
The previously stable multicolored passage now began to violently deform and fracture, like a straw twisted by a naughty child.
And in the endless Void Realm outside the passage.
A mouth.
A gigantic, pitch-black maw, too massive to describe and seemingly capable of devouring an entire realm, was slowly opening.
Inside the mouth, there were no teeth, only an endless abyss and gray mist.
Deep within that giant maw, a single, enormous eye was faintly visible, coldly observing the tiny spatial passage, like a human watching a swimming noodle.
The sworn enemy of the Roaming Heaven Kunpeng.
The nightmare that wanders the realms.
The True Spirit—Rahu!
“Damn it! How could I run into something like this?!”
Zhou Wannian's face was pale. He had been swallowed by this thing once in the Human Realm, and he didn't expect to encounter it again in the Spirit Realm!
Moreover, the aura of this Rahu was countless times more terrifying than the one in the Human Realm (which was likely a juvenile)! This was definitely a fully mature True Spirit, capable of contending with Mahayana cultivators or even True Immortals!
“Run!”
Zhou Wannian did not hesitate.
“black wind flag! Spatial Tear!”
He frantically activated his Spiritual Qi, and the black wind flag whipped up a black storm, attempting to tear open the barrier of the teleportation passage and escape into the Void Realm.
But before Rahu's Devouring Law, his spatial Divine Ability was like a baby's toy.
“Whoosh—!!!”
An irresistible suction force arrived.
The entire spatial passage, along with Zhou Wannian inside it, was instantly sucked into the pitch-black abyss of the giant maw, like dust being drawn into a vacuum cleaner.
The world plunged into darkness... “Cough, cough, cough...”
He didn't know how much time had passed.
Zhou Wannian felt as if he had been tossed into a tumble dryer and spun for three days and three nights; his entire body felt like his bones were about to fall apart.
He struggled to open his eyes.
What greeted his eyes was a dim, gloomy world.
The sky was gray, and the ground was black mud and unknown skeletons. The air was filled with a gray mist called “Yin Nether Qi,” which could not only corrode the Physical Body but also suppress Divine Sense.
“I'm back inside...”
Zhou Wannian gave a wry smile and climbed out of the mud.
This was the space inside Rahu's belly, also known as the Yin Nether Realm.
“Tie Zhu, self-check.”
“Body damage 30%. Repairing... External environment analysis: High concentration of Yin Nether Qi. Unable to absorb Spiritual Qi to restore magic power. Recommend using 'Nether River Divine Milk'.”
Zhou Wannian took out a drop of Nether River Divine Milk and consumed it; his magic power was instantly replenished.
“Since I am here, I might as well make the best of it.”
Zhou Wannian stood up and looked into the distance.
Although this place was dangerous, it also meant opportunity. Rahu devours everything, and its belly must contain many good things.
“Roar—”
A violent roar suddenly came from behind a bone mountain in the distance.
Zhou Wannian swept his Divine Sense out, and his brow slightly twitched.
“That is...”
At the foot of the bone mountain, a giant bird carcass, a thousand zhang in size with azure-gold feathers, was being attacked by a group of parasitic beasts resembling octopuses.
Although the giant bird had been dead for countless years, the pressure emanating from it was still terrifying. Every feather radiated a sharpness capable of tearing the Void Realm.
The corpse of the Roaming Heaven Kunpeng!
“A genuine True Spirit carcass?!”
Zhou Wannian's breathing instantly quickened.
In the Human Realm, he only picked up a Kunpeng feather and refined it into the wind thunder wings. But here... there was an entire one!
“Those octopus monsters...”
Zhou Wannian glanced at the parasitic beasts gnawing on the Kunpeng corpse.
“Nether Beasts? Void Refining Early Stage?”
“Seeking death.”
A cold light flashed in Zhou Wannian's eyes.
“Soul Crying!”
“Come out for the buffet!”
Boom!
The hundred-zhang tall Xing Beast slammed onto the ground.
In this place rich with Yin Nether Qi, the Ti Hun Beast was completely in its element, even ten times more excited than outside.
“Roar!”
The Ti Hun Beast looked at the Yin Qi-filled Nether Beasts as if they were delicious jelly.
It took a deep inhale with its large nose.
“Sluuurp—”
Over a dozen Void Refining Early Stage Nether Beasts were sucked dry of their essence souls, turning into shriveled husks without even a chance to resist.
“Well done.”
Zhou Wannian strode up to the Kunpeng corpse.
This corpse was clearly swallowed by Rahu during the great battle between Rahu and Kunpeng years ago.
“Good stuff...”
Zhou Wannian stroked the feathers, which were as hard as gold and iron.
“These bones can be used to refine the ‘Kunpeng Battle Armor’.”
“These claws can be used to refine the ‘Sky-Rending Claw’.”
“Most importantly...”
Zhou Wannian's gaze locked onto the chest of the Kunpeng corpse.
There, a cluster of azure-gold blood, faint yet eternally inextinguishable, resided.
Kunpeng True Blood!
“With this, my ‘Twelve Transformations of Awakening’ will be able to cultivate the true ‘Kunpeng Transformation’!”
“By then, who below the Mahayana stage will be able to catch me?”
Zhou Wannian was not polite; he summoned the void heaven cauldron and began frantically dismembering and packing away this True Spirit corpse.
Just as he was having a great time.
“Buzz—”
The Yuan Ci Five Elements Mountain inside his body suddenly trembled violently.
“Hm?”
Zhou Wannian stopped moving and looked toward the deeper part of Rahu's abdominal space.
There, floating in a sea of gray mist, was a... stone tablet.
There were no words on the stone tablet.
There was only a single gigantic Talisman character: [Absorb], which seemed to contain the ultimate truth of the Universe.
“That is...”
Zhou Wannian's pupils suddenly contracted.
“Another page of the golden palace jade book?!”
“Or is it the inner page recording the ‘Devouring Law’?!”
Zhou Wannian's heart pounded wildly.
The golden palace jade book is divided into inner and outer pages. The outer pages record miscellaneous studies (Artifact Refining, Talismans), while the inner pages record the Great Dao Laws!
The reason Rahu can devour the heavens and earth—is it because this page of the Heavenly Book is hidden in its belly, being nurtured day and night?
“I'm rich.”
“This time, I've truly struck it rich.”
Zhou Wannian licked his lips, his eyes revealing unprecedented greed.
“I want the Kunpeng corpse.”
“I also want the golden palace jade book.”
“Brother Rahu, apologies.”
“If you eat me, you must pay the price.”
...Half a day later.
Zhou Wannian stood before the stone tablet.
He had already put away the Kunpeng corpse. Now, he intended to take this page of the Heavenly Book.
But this Heavenly Book seemed connected to Rahu's Origin; once taken, Rahu would surely go mad.
“I must secure a retreat path.”
Zhou Wannian took out the black wind flag.
After guidance from Qing Yuanzi and his own refinement, the spatial Divine Ability of this banner had advanced another level.
“Tie Zhu, calculate the spatial weak point.”
“Scanning... Rahu is currently undergoing ‘excretion’ (spraying gray mist). A brief passage leading to the outside world is expected to appear above in ten breaths.”
“Excretion vent?”
Zhou Wannian's mouth twitched.
“Fine, whether it's up or down, as long as I can get out.”
“Prepare!”
Zhou Wannian grasped that page of the golden palace jade book with both hands.
“Get up... now!”
Rumble!
He yanked sharply.
That page of golden jade book was forcibly stripped from the stone tablet.
“Awoooo————————!!!”
The entire Yin Nether Realm was instantly turned upside down.
The Rahu outside let out an incredibly painful roar. It felt as if someone had stabbed its belly and stolen something core.
Raging gray mist swept through its abdomen like a tsunami.
“Now is the time!”
“Go!”
Zhou Wannian shoved the jade book into his embrace, and the wind thunder wings (which had just integrated the Kunpeng True Blood) spread out behind him.
“Kunpeng Transformation: Soaring Nine Heavens!”
Screech!
Zhou Wannian transformed into an azure-gold Kunpeng phantom, reaching extreme speed, and shot directly toward the newly cracked “exit” above... the outside world.
In the endless Void Realm.
Rahu, whose size resembled a planet, was rolling in agony.
“Pfft!”
It suddenly opened its giant maw (or perhaps an exhaust port) and sprayed out a turbid stream of air.
Whoosh!
A faint, imperceptible azure light, mixed within the airflow, was blasted hundreds of millions of miles away... to the Spirit Realm, Thunder Continent.
This was not the Human Race region of Feng Yuan Continent.
This was the Thunder Continent, territory ruled by super clans like the Jiao Chi Clan and the Sea King Clan. It was more chaotic and brutal than the Feng Yuan Continent.
“Boom!”
A meteor streaked across the sky and heavily slammed into a red wasteland.
“Cough, cough, cough...”
Zhou Wannian climbed out of the pit, looking at the unfamiliar red sky and the restless Lightning-Attributed Spiritual Qi in the air.
“Tie Zhu, locate.”
“Location failed. Star map mismatch. Environmental Spiritual Qi composition detected: Lightning Spiritual Qi accounts for 70%.”
“Conclusion: This is not the Feng Yuan Continent.”
“The probability is high that this is... the Thunder Continent.”
Zhou Wannian fell silent.
“The Thunder Continent?”
“Away from the Human Race... separated by two super continents and an Endless Sea?”
“This time, I'm seriously lost.”
However.
Zhou Wannian touched the page of the Devouring Heavenly Book in his embrace and sensed the complete Kunpeng corpse inside his storage bracelet.
He smiled.
“If I'm lost, so be it.”
“Thunder Continent...”
“I heard the Jiao Chi Clan here is very rich?”
“I heard the competition for the ‘Cold Moon Token’ here is more intense?”
Zhou Wannian patted the dust off himself and put on a new face (disguised as an ordinary Lightning Cultivator).
“Since I am here, I might as well make the best of it.”
“Let's set a small goal first.”
“On this Thunder Continent, I'll aim to become a ‘Lightning Venerable’.”
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