His entire being was depleted, the negative energy accumulated over years within his acupoints pouring out, all used to forge the Primordial Black Hole that devoured the meteor condensed from the Black Gold Planet.

At this moment, due to the immense expenditure of power, his spirit and divine body were utterly exhausted; yet, a formidable Metal Quintessence Sharp Force was gestating within his Primordial Realm.

This was not an ultimate truth that transformed into his sacrificial altar; it existed solely within his Primordial Realm, granting it a new dynamism, causing it to gradually approach perfection...

He remained immersed in the profound shock.

Relying on the Devouring Ultimate Truth against his foe at that critical juncture was a desperate gamble that he hadn't expected to truly succeed. His Origin Celestial Fire had not fused as thoroughly with Black Ge, preventing him from easily mobilizing the Origin of the Ancient Continent. Thus, facing Black Ge’s earth-shattering strike, he had agonized over the decision to employ the Bloodthirsty Ultimate Truth. This Devouring Ultimate Truth was the most wondrous and elusive, its true essence something he had never fully grasped.

But this attempt today yielded an unexpectedly marvelous effect.

The Planet of Metal nurtured from Black Ge's Primordial Realm was swallowed by the Black Hole, directly mirrored within his own Primordial Realm as if it were indigenous, achieving perfect unity with his realm.

A sudden realization dawned upon him: If the Devouring Ultimate Truth could absorb elements from another's Primordial Realm, could all the other special ultimate truths—Metal, Wood, Water, Fire, Earth, Sound, Light, Gravity, Illusions, Deception—also be incorporated into his own?

His Primordial Realm resembled a miniature cosmos, containing expanding space, brilliant stars, life, and death. If he added Metal, Wood, Water, Fire, Earth, along with Sound, Light, Gravity, Illusions, and countless emotions, wouldn't it gradually align perfectly with the true starry expanse?

Would the Primordial Realm then truly be perfect, indistinguishable from the real sea of stars?

His eyes clouded with thoughtful confusion as he sat quietly, absorbing the sudden flash of inspiration.

The colossal corpse, built from hundreds of thousands of bones, lay beside the manor, towering like an ancient giant, taller even than the stone towers. Over it flowed a torrent of corpse Qi, making the Black Iron City feel as though it were situated on an ancient battlefield where corpses littered the plains, the chilling Qi sweeping across the land.

The powers from various factions housed within the thirteen stone towers now revealed themselves, their expressions complex as they gazed upon the massive effigy of bones.

Philete...

A piercing shriek traveled from afar, transforming into a streak of light that arrived instantly.

"Black Iron City does not tolerate your insolence!" Tie Dun, the representative for the Giant Wave Chamber of Commerce in Black Iron City, rushed over, his face grim. He shouted, "Black Iron City belongs to the Giant Wave Chamber of Commerce. Anyone disturbing the order within the city is challenging our Giant Wave Chamber of Commerce!"

Tie Dun roared, his gaze sweeping over the crowd, only to change abruptly as he was deeply shaken by the giant corpse constructed from hundreds of thousands of bones.

The giant corpse had no eyes or mouth; its head alone, formed by tens of thousands of bodies, was immense.

At this moment, the head twisted towards Tie Dun, and a sea of corpse Qi instantly enveloped him.

"Philete! You are Philete, the leader of the Corpse Force!"

Tie Dun’s face turned ashen in horror, as if confronting a terrifying demon, and he screamed desperately, "What are you trying to do? I am with the Giant Wave Chamber of Commerce! As the Bloodthirsty leader, you should respect the rules!"

"I smell the scent of Sealing Silence upon you."

A terrifying soul divine sense raged through Black Iron City like countless storms. This divine sense originated from the giant corpse, transforming into a current of air that pierced through immense distances, reaching a mysterious location on Giant Wave Star.

From that mysterious place, a serene aura emerged, responding to Philete's soul divine sense.

However, no one could hear this response except Philete, nor did anyone else know of it.

But the seasoned experts immediately grasped one fact: Philete and the man from the Giant Wave Chamber of Commerce... had communicated.

The giant corpse soon demonstrated this!

Tie Dun, wrapped by the ceaseless flow of corpse Qi, had his vitality instantly extinguished. His eyes bulged, and just as his soul altar attempted to flee, it was seized by a massive hand forged from countless bodies by the giant corpse and violently crushed.

Tie Dun’s altar instantly shattered, dispersing into a shower of glittering light that vanished entirely.

The person in charge of Black Iron City was effortlessly slain, pulverized by the soul projection of Philete.

In the thirteen stone towers, warriors from the Thousand Illusions Sect, Shattered Hall, Celestial Water Palace, and Nether Emperor Clan watched coldly; not one offered a word of dissuasion.

Philete's ruthless method was commonplace in their eyes. Many old experts even showed a flicker of surprised amusement, as if Philete’s temper had softened considerably, his former explosiveness now much milder.

This was because Philete had bothered to communicate with the person from the Giant Wave Chamber of Commerce before killing Tie Dun.

Back then, the eight great leaders of the Bloodthirsty lineage, save for their respect for their master, Bloodthirst, never gave anyone face; a fit of rage could devastate a star domain, resulting in billions of lives perishing alongside them.

Philete’s current action clearly indicated a significant retraction of his aggression, causing quiet astonishment among those familiar with his ferocity.

"He dares to kill even someone from the Giant Wave Chamber of Commerce; this person is too tyrannical!" Audrey of the Nether Emperor Clan murmured lightly.

Jilata glanced at her strangely, pondered for a moment, and then said, "Philete has always been extremely violent. Back then, his rage meant the death of billions; when he was truly enraged, even Bloodthirst found it difficult to dissuade him, and he would attack others instantly without showing favor to anyone."

"Now, he has restrained himself too much. Perhaps it is because... his main body is still imprisoned. Ten thousand years have eroded much of his savagery," Jilata sighed bitterly, a hint of fear flashing in his eyes as he looked at the giant corpse.

"Philete, the leader of the Corpse Force, the Devil of the Past, now also understands restraint," Lena of the Celestial Water Palace sighed softly, murmuring, "If the Bloodthirsty lineage had shown even a little restraint back then, they wouldn't have allowed the Divine Race to rise. To deal with them, two-thirds of the warriors perished ten thousand years ago, countless ultimate truths were lost, and many figures renowned throughout the heavens fell. The price paid for them was too great, too immense; the universe has yet to fully recover after ten millennia."

Lena's eyes were deep and inscrutable as she looked towards the youth meditating with closed eyes beneath the manor, secretly wondering: Would another bloody storm be stirred up? How should the Celestial Water Palace choose?

"Master, he won! I knew he would win!"

Cecilia’s bright eyes shimmered with an extraordinary light, her expression holding a trace of enchantment. She looked down at the young man, smiling charmingly, her face flushed, her alluring figure seeming feverish.

"He has indeed won. The Bloodthirsty lineage has proven to us that even after ten thousand years, they remain immensely powerful," Lena nodded lightly.

"Then does the Celestial Water Palace have a choice?" Cecilia asked.

"I must discuss this with the Palace Master upon my return; she will make the final decision. Alas, this world will become increasingly chaotic," Lena seemed reluctant for Shi Yan's victory, perhaps hoping to maintain the current order, unwilling to see the Bloodthirsty lineage rise again to replace the Divine Race.

Because the ferocity of the Bloodthirsty lineage in those years surpassed even that of the Divine Race today; that era was a nightmare for all warriors.

Countless peak experts lived under the shadow of the Bloodthirsty lineage, unable to breathe freely.

That era was one she never wished to experience again in her life...

"Adjust yourself. Someone will guide you later. Xuanhe and I have gathered the lineage inheritors scattered across the sea of stars. We will go to the Holy Land to set up the altar for your final preparations to ascend."

A divine thought suddenly echoed in Shi Yan's mind. As this thought resonated, the surging, terrifying corpse Qi emanating from the giant corpse standing in the manor slowly dissipated, transforming into long rivers that flowed into the vast sea of stars, vanishing through the domain sea passage beside Giant Wave Star.

Philete's aura disappeared.

The oppressive terror enveloping Black Iron City finally seemed to dissipate, and at this moment, many secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

The faint shadows hovering above the thirteen stone towers suddenly materialized. Figures descended from the sky, all bearing friendly smiles, heading toward Shi Yan.

"Gu Lian of the Thousand Illusions Sect. It is a true honor to witness the Bloodthirsty inheritor today; this trip was not in vain."

"Xing Ming of the Shattered Hall."

"Lena of the Celestial Water Palace."

Figures approached with smiles, their auras peaceful. They stood beside him—some male, some female, some powerful elders from the high-level sects, others younger onlookers of ordinary cultivation. They looked at him with astonishment, their gazes meticulously scanning every inch of his body, seemingly trying to decipher all his secrets.

"Cecilia of the Celestial Water Palace," a charming voice said, speaking after the others had introduced themselves, followed by a light laugh.

Shi Yan, whose concentration had been momentarily disrupted, focused his gaze and showed a genuine smile towards the graceful figure in the back of the crowd. "When did you arrive?"

"I arrived very early. I've been watching you from above," Cecilia replied softly, the light in her eyes shimmering, filled with aqueous affection.

"Audrey of the Nether Emperor Clan."

At this moment, another cool voice sounded. The next instant, Audrey emerged from the crowd, dressed in a cyan gown, her long hair cascading over her shoulders, her bright eyes cold and clear, her temperament aloof and mysterious.

Like a clear, cold moon.

Upon hearing the name Audrey of the Nether Emperor Clan, the elders and juniors from the Thousand Illusions Sect and the Shattered Hall immediately focused, consciously clearing a path for her, allowing her to walk directly to Shi Yan, disregarding protocol.

"It has been a long time," Audrey walked over, her usual cold arrogance maintained as she spoke in a detached, cool tone.

"Indeed, it has been some time," Shi Yan looked up but remained seated, "Congratulations on breaking through to the Initial God Realm. The Nether Emperor Clan is truly worthy of its name."

He looked deeply at Jilata behind Audrey.

From Jilata, Shi Yan sensed a power fluctuation not weaker than Starfire, and this fluctuation seemed slightly stronger than Starfire itself. Shi Yan immediately judged this person to be at least at the level of Starfire.

Such an individual was capable of threatening his life; he had to be vigilant and treat this with utmost caution.

"The young man is quite impressive. Defeating Black Ge proves you are indeed qualified to inherit the Bloodthirsty legacy," Jilata narrowed his eyes, looking at Shi Yan, then at Audrey, a strange, subtle light flickering in his eyes, suggesting he was formulating some hidden thought.

"Thank you for the praise, Senior," Shi Yan cupped his hands in a salute. "The battle was too draining; please forgive me for not being able to properly entertain everyone. If you don't mind, please wait a short while."

"No trouble, no trouble at all."

Warriors from the Thousand Illusions Sect and the Shattered Hall expressed their agreement.

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