The Sword of Desolation at this moment grew increasingly imposing, its presence ever more pressuring. The 'Ke' character clone, too, shone ever brighter.

Three-tenths! It was now the three-tenths 'Ke' character clone!

Lu Yuan continued to evade, yet was struck once more by the Son of Desolation. But even though he took this hit and suffered some injury from the Son of Desolation, Lu Yuan's eyes instantly lit up: "Son of Desolation, I truly must thank you." The Son of Desolation was inexplicably confused.

He had been aggressive, holding an absolute advantage, intending to utterly destroy Lu Yuan, yet Lu Yuan suddenly uttered a strange phrase expressing thanks. This caused the Son of Desolation's momentum to falter momentarily.

However, he quickly regained his composure: "Lu Yuan, I must admire your nerve. Even now, cornered as you are, you try to stall for time, using odd words deliberately to buy yourself a chance to counterattack.

Too bad, it's useless. Before me, you have only the fate of utter annihilation." The Son of Desolation was about to summon the Divine Halberd of Heavenly Mandate to inflict even deeper wounds upon Lu Yuan.

Ten moves; only ten moves were needed. Within ten moves, the Son of Desolation was confident he could claim Lu Yuan's life, making Lu Yuan the final stepping stone on his path to civilization.

"You claim I stall for time? What misfortune, I have no interest in delaying things." Lu Yuan roared: "I heard you possess the Heaven-Swallowing, Earth-Devouring Art, which always devours the magic power of others.

Now, you shall witness my Devourment." With a mighty cry, Lu Yuan instantly unleashed a palm strike. This strike seemed to transform into a giant maw in the void, the interior of which was utterly black, like a black hole.

The Primordial War Chariot stabbed straight towards Lu Yuan; the first thing to arrive was the tip of a sharp spear. Upon the Primordial War Chariot were shouldered the Myriad Weapons of Primordial Chaos!

Among these ten thousand weapons, not a single one was a sword; every single one was supremely malicious and fierce. Each one possessed the power to shatter epochs.

And now, this Spear of Primordial Chaos pierced forward. The giant black hole maw in the void, with a grating sound, had already forcefully swallowed this spear whole!

What! This reaction was completely beyond the Son of Desolation's expectation!

However, the Son of Desolation didn't dwell on it too much. Given Lu Yuan's strength, shattering one of the Myriad Weapons of Primordial Chaos was normal.

But the Primordial War Chariot carried not one, but ten thousand weapons. So, press on, Lu Yuan.

I will see you utterly annihilated; this is the consequence of offending the Child of the Epoch. More of the Myriad Weapons of Primordial Chaos stabbed toward Lu Yuan, but the giant black hole maw Lu Yuan had conjured was gulping down more and more of these weapons with sounds of grinding, snapping, and tearing.

The Son of Desolation couldn't help but let out a cold sneer. You dare swallow?

Let's see how much you can take. The Son of Desolation unleashed the Myriad Weapons of Primordial Chaos from his Chariot to their absolute limit.

Ten weapons were swallowed in an instant by the giant black hole maw Lu Yuan had conjured, yet the Son of Desolation continued to sneer coldly, unconcerned. One hundred weapons were swallowed in the blink of an eye by Lu Yuan's conjured black hole maw, and the Son of Desolation still sneered coldly, unperturbed.

After a thousand weapons were swallowed, the Son of Desolation's expression finally shifted slightly. He hadn't expected even a thousand Primordial Weapons to be consumed; this thing Lu Yuan possessed was truly peculiar.

When two thousand Primordial Weapons were devoured by Lu Yuan's black hole maw, the Son of Desolation's expression truly changed, no longer just a slight shift. But the Son of Desolation was also ruthless.

Realizing the situation was evolving in a different direction, he made a swift decision: continue sending the Primordial Weapons. See how many you can swallow; see if you choke to death!

This stemmed from the Son of Desolation's own Heaven-Swallowing, Earth-Devouring Art; he understood that devouring another's magic power couldn't be done too fiercely all at once, or one might choke. He applied the same principle now, genuinely not believing Lu Yuan could devour infinitely.

When three thousand Primordial Weapons were swallowed by Lu Yuan's black hole maw, the Son of Desolation forced himself to remain calm. At this point, he had no choice but to fight desperately.

He had to fight! Four thousand Primordial Weapons continued to be swallowed.

Five thousand Primordial Weapons were still being consumed. Six thousand Primordial Weapons were ceaselessly devoured.

The Son of Desolation finally understood he had gambled incorrectly. The Primordial Weapons couldn't burst or kill Lu Yuan by filling him up, but the matter was already at this stage; he was determined.

If they were swallowed, let them be swallowed. The Myriad Weapons on the Primordial War Chariot weren't that important; the Chariot itself was far more crucial, and the Chariot was incredibly sturdy—even the Son of Desolation himself couldn't move it.

He refused to believe Lu Yuan could swallow the Chariot. Seven thousand Primordial Weapons were swallowed!

Eight thousand Primordial Weapons were consumed! Nine thousand Primordial Weapons were devoured!

All ten thousand Myriad Weapons of Primordial Chaos were swallowed. After consuming these ten thousand weapons, Lu Yuan discovered that his 'Ke' character clone had now reached four-and-a-half tenths.

This was truly substantial sustenance! Advancing from three-tenths to four-tenths was far more difficult than advancing from one-tenth to three-tenths.

Every subsequent character was like this; the later stages were exponentially harder. Perfecting them into true characters was a challenge bordering on the impossible!

And this was already four-and-a-half tenths. Next came the Primordial War Chariot itself.

This Chariot was exceedingly tough. Lu Yuan clicked his tongue.

With only a three-tenths 'Ke' clone, he might not have been able to deal with the Chariot, but now, with a four-tenths 'Ke' clone, he was significantly stronger than moments before. Lu Yuan showed no mercy, activating the four-tenths 'Ke' clone, chewing at the Primordial War Chariot with continuous grinding and tearing sounds.

In no time, devouring the War Chariot proved immensely satisfying. The 'Ke' clone would have great uses later.

To say nothing else, while he had defeated the Son of Desolation today, it was partly because the Son of Desolation was already injured and partly due to his surprise attack. Facing the Son of Desolation again in the future would not be easy to win.

Moreover, the Desolation Dao also had the Lord of the Ancient Desolation Civilization, a master of civilization who could awe even transcendent epochs. The stronger the 'Ke' clone became, the more confident Lu Yuan would be against the Lord of the Ancient Desolation Civilization.

Lu Yuan ate with relish. In a short while, he had completely devoured the Primordial War Chariot.

After consuming this innate spiritual treasure, Lu Yuan noticed his 'Ke' clone growing even stronger. The clone was no longer at four-and-a-half tenths; it was now a six-tenths 'Ke' clone!

Six-tenths! With this level, the 'Ke' clone faintly held the aura of the main body, no longer feeling entirely like a mere clone—this was, after all, a six-tenths clone.

Exhilarating! Lu Yuan felt thoroughly satisfied.

The 'Ke' clone had leaped directly from one-tenth to six-tenths recently—what a monumental advancement! If he hadn't encountered the Son of Desolation unleashing the Primordial War Chariot, an innate spiritual treasure, and devoured this treasure, he wouldn't have achieved such progress.

But everyone else was left speechless with shock. Be it the Son of Desolation, Wan Si Jimo (Third on the Heavenly Rankings), or Fang Zhuishou (Fifth on the Heavenly Rankings), all were stunned.

Innate Spiritual Treasure! This was an Innate Spiritual Treasure!

Among magical artifacts, this was the strongest echelon, born in the Primordial Chaos during the destruction and rebirth of an epoch, only then worthy of the title Innate Spiritual Treasure. The quantity of Innate Spiritual Treasures for any single epoch was fixed, never exceeding five.

And now, this Innate Spiritual Treasure had been literally eaten alive. Furthermore, although the Primordial War Chariot was a lower-grade Innate Spiritual Treasure, incomparable to artifacts like the Pangu Banner or the Taiji Diagram, it was still an Innate Spiritual Treasure nonetheless.

Every Innate Spiritual Treasure carried immense renown. Not to mention that the Primordial War Chariot was an artifact layered with legendary tales, far from ordinary.

Back in the day, the Lord of the Ancient Desolation Civilization drove this chariot, wielding the 'War' character, sweeping across all directions and leaving behind countless legends. But now, this Primordial War Chariot, an Innate Spiritual Treasure renowned for ages, had been utterly devoured by Lu Yuan!

How could anyone accept this? The Son of Desolation was lost in stupefaction.

Not only him, but Wan Si Jimo and Fang Zhuishou were equally dazed. Wan Si Jimo murmured, "Innate Spiritual Treasure?

An Innate Spiritual Treasure is just... gone?" He looked at Fang Zhuishou in disbelief, hoping for confirmation, but Fang Zhuishou was in a nearly identical state.

Lu Yuan, having consumed the Innate Spiritual Treasure, the Primordial War Chariot, felt truly refreshed. He strode forward several paces, facing the Son of Desolation: "Son of Desolation, what moves do you have left?

You have already been defeated by me." Lu Yuan thrust his sword, directly piercing the Son of Desolation's right arm. The Son of Desolation now bore four wounds.

At this point, the Son of Desolation was completely outmatched by Lu Yuan. Lu Yuan radiated majestic might.

The Son of Desolation muttered: "How is this possible? Wait, I possess the Life-Binding Lock spell.

If you seek the other Civilization Body, you cannot kill me." He was attempting to use trickery again, believing that as long as he survived temporarily, just as when he was captured by King Kunpeng, he would eventually counter-kill Lu Yuan, just as he counter-killed King Kunpeng. This, he thought, was the destiny of a Child of the Epoch.

Lu Yuan roared: "The Life-Binding Lock spell? Unfortunately, it cannot stop me.

Civilization Body Sensing." This time, Lu Yuan infused his magic power into Shi Feixian's body, instantly capturing a vague sense of the precise location of the other Civilization Body. With a loud shout, his long sword shot out.

This sword strike pierced through boundless space and time, channeling the entire essence of the sword intent to its extreme, striking into this single blow. The sword pierced through the Son of Desolation's Minor Thousand World, and with a wave of Lu Yuan's hand, he pinpointed the location of the other Civilization Body, Wan Wan, within that Minor Thousand World, capturing the white-robed, barefoot woman Wan Wan from the Son of Desolation's realm and simultaneously sweeping her into his own New Sword World.

Others truly could not overcome the Son of Desolation's Life-Binding Lock spell, but Lu Yuan, possessing Shi Feixian as a Civilization Body, leveraged the mutual sensing between Civilization Bodies to find Wan Wan—a task akin to finding a single pebble in a vast, boundless ocean—thereby shattering the Son of Desolation's final sliver of hope. Lu Yuan looked at the Son of Desolation: "Your time to die is here.

Son of Desolation, the title of Child of the Epoch is hereby stripped from you." (First chapter delivered.) (To be continued)