240: The Ninth Cosmic Venerable

"Damn it, if they won't give them to us, offer more money. Double it! I have plenty of money!"

The adjutant nodded in agreement and operated the Terminal to make contact again.

"Hello..."

"Adding more money is useless... even if you can't hold out, you must hold out for me..."

King of Qingcheng was listening to the adjutant's speakerphone and was about to curse when he suddenly sensed an abnormal fluctuation. This fluctuation came from the far rear and was extremely intense.

"This is..."

The adjutant looked puzzled and hurriedly asked, "My Lord, what's wrong?"

King of Qingcheng clenched his fists and cursed, "Damn it, they've all gone crazy!"

"Humanity's ninth Cosmic Venerable is about to be born!"

Hearing this, the adjutant staggered a few steps and slumped onto the ground.

"It's over..."

King of Qingcheng grabbed the adjutant and roared at him, "You, go to the Milky Way Galaxy immediately. I don't care what method you use, you must get me twenty thousand titan ships within ten days. If you can't, bring me your head."

The adjutant looked toward the Abyss, trembling. The swarm was attacking again, and this time, the numbers far exceeded the norm, pouncing toward the fortress as if regardless of the cost.

"The swarm has gone mad."

"Go, now!"

"Yes...!"

The adjutant steeled himself and complied.

From deep within the Abyss came an anxious and sharp screech; it was the roar of the Zerg Queen.

The Zerg had gone completely insane, beginning to assemble at an incredible speed and surging toward the front lines of the battlefield.

The Zerg Queen's massive body began to wriggle, her body emitting a bloody light. Before long, a new Void Insect King was born.

One minute later.

Another Void Insect King was born.

She did not hesitate to consume her origin essence for a desperate final gamble.

If the birth of humanity's eighth Cosmic Venerable could stall the Zerg's conquest, then a ninth Cosmic Venerable would become the Zerg's nightmare.

In deep space.

A True Spirit Dharma Idol spanning a billion light-years radiated nine-colored treasure light. At the center of the idol's brow, Thousand Jin's lips curled up slightly as he threw his head back and let out a long howl.

"Exhilarating!"

"Did you think you could rest easy just by trapping me here, you insects?"

Opposite Thousand Jin, a Void Kun King roared out, "Damned Thousand Jin, don't even think about stopping us!"

Above the Void Kun King's head, a spatial tunnel appeared; it wanted to escape from this battlefield to support the front lines.

"Hmph, trying to run?"

Thousand Jin's True Spirit Dharma Idol threw a punch, shaking the spatial barriers and instantly shattering the spatial tunnel. The law of strength vibrated through the void, completely locking down spatial fluctuations and sealing the ten Void Insect Kings before him within this ultimate battlefield.

"You've trapped me for hundreds of millions of years. Now, it's your turn. If you want to leave, you'll have to step over my corpse."

"You!"

The Zerg's ten strongest combatants were enraged. If they could have done so, they wouldn't have wasted hundreds of millions of years in this ultimate battlefield.

The outer regions of the Abyss, a billion light-years away.

He Ming sat cross-legged in the void, using his divine sense to transmit his voice into the minds of the four Venerables.

"Venerable Qing Ming, and my three masters, help me break through. I need the bodies of Void Insect Kings to shatter my limits."

Venerable Xuan Ming grinned and said, "Easy enough."

Venerable Qing Ming performed a hand seal, and billions of sword lights boiled over, instantly slicing the dozen or so attacking Void Insect Kings into pieces.

Venerable Xuan Ming waved his hand, twisting space to transfer a large number of fragments before the phantom of the imperial seal of china.

The golden dragon of fortune roared out, sweeping up the shredded flesh and dragging it back into the inner universe.

As the space of the inner universe continuously expanded, dilated, and sublimated.

Ten days later.

With a hum... like a divine bell tolling, the entire universe vibrated.

The imperial seal of china expanded ten thousand times over, radiating dazzling treasure light. The golden fortune formed ripples like a tide, gradually spreading in all directions.

Universe Venerable level reached.

The cultivation speed increased from the limit of one hundred million times to one billion times!

Because of the human emperor phantom, He Ming had already gathered a massive amount of fortune previously. Coupled with the Starsea Fleet establishing its prestige on the front lines, it had also condensed the fortune of a large number of high-end human combatants.

As soon as the imperial seal of china advanced, the cultivation speed skyrocketed from one hundred million times to three hundred and seventy million times!

Venerable Chi Tian's eyes flashed with brilliance as he watched the fortune surrounding He Ming surge another three times over!

He thought to himself, 'It seems I was right. This little fox's power originates from fortune. The series of abnormally high welfare policies in the Milky Way Galaxy were to gather fortune, as was the Starsea Fleet's support of the front lines. The more prosperous the fortune, the stronger the power.'

Venerable Chi Tian waved his hand, projecting the human emperor phantom ten times larger into the center of the Eastern Universe, so that every human in the entire universe could see this phantom just by looking up.

That phantom suddenly spoke, its voice echoing to every corner of the Eastern Universe.

"I am the Human Emperor. I shall suppress the Zerg and guard the borders of the human race."

The Daoist sounds resonated continuously as if possessed by magic. Every ordinary person who heard this sound knelt down and bowed in devout worship.

He Ming raised an eyebrow slightly, and his lips couldn't help but twitch... While he really wanted to do something like this, he couldn't bring himself to do it; it felt somewhat embarrassing.

He hadn't expected Venerable Chi Tian to pull such a stunt.

Venerable Chi Tian: "Little fox, what are you embarrassed about? Now is not the time for shyness. Focus on your improvement; we will protect you."

Venerable Bai Hua and Venerable Xuan Ming glanced at each other, having their own suspicions.

He Ming no longer hesitated and operated the Star Guidance Technique with all his might.

The massive amount of fortune acted like He Ming's clones, absorbing Star Power and transmitting it to his main body at all times. This was the greatest secret behind the cultivation speed of the imperial seal of china.

If it were an ordinary Immortal Level, they would have exploded and died instantly if they tried to endure this for even a moment.

But He Ming had the blessing of the Human Dao's fortune and had forged an Immortal Golden Body, so he could naturally withstand it.

After breaking through to the Universe Venerable level, there was even less need to worry about such issues; he could still endure it even if the Star Power increased tenfold.

Inside the Star Palace.

The underground formation disk opened, and a vast amount of nine-colored brilliance surged out.

This was the foundation prepared by the Human Alliance over hundreds of millions of years to cultivate an eighth Cosmic Venerable.

Compared to the main body's predatory advancement method, the clone's promotion appeared much smoother.

Vast amounts of nine-colored Star Power poured into the body, and the speed at which his aura rose was staggering.

Outside the palace, the six personal disciples of the Venerables gathered together. Looking at the nine-colored brilliance faintly surging from the palace, their expressions had long since gone numb... If He Ming's advancement from the third to fourth rank of the Star Lord Level... and even his breakthrough to the Realm Lord Level and Immortal Level was barely acceptable...

Then looking at the current situation, he was clearly preparing to break through to the Universe Venerable level!

Throughout human history, who among those who wanted to ascend to Cosmic Venerable hadn't spent hundreds of millions, or even billions of years of bitter cultivation to successfully attain the Dao?

But here was such a monster, going from the third rank of the Star Lord Level to a half-step Cosmic Venerable in less than two hundred years.

"He..."

The scene of her battle with He Ming on the arena at the top of the Star Tower involuntarily surfaced in Qing Lan's mind.

She still remembered that one sentence to this day.

"This farce should end."

Previously, she always thought He Ming was just acting tough.

But now it seemed that people of her generation really were like a group of naughty children playing around in his eyes...