Published: February 19, 2025
CHAPTER TRANSLATION:
Exploding the Ancient Human Race's Trail
Under the gaze of tens of thousands of eyes at the scene, a black crack over two kilometers long shook violently, and a monstrous dragon head with a diameter of over seventy meters slowly emerged.
Then came its massive body, three hundred meters tall, crashing to the ground like a small mountain, causing the earth to tremble violently within a radius of several kilometers.
In an instant, a mythical-level pressure spread out, causing all beings below the seventh level of heaven to tremble, and ordinary people fell to their knees, their legs giving way.
The mythical behemoth had transcended billions of creatures, referred to as a god, and the difference in genes and bloodlines made even those watching the livestream feel a sharp intake of breath.
"This is a mythical-level creature, so terrifying! Its size is even larger than the one North Frost killed yesterday."
"Can Tian Nan City hold its ground this time?"
At that moment, millions of viewers gathered at the Tian Nan City television station were shockingly observing the ferocious creature, with the viewership numbers skyrocketing.
“Quick, come look! An alien army has invaded Tian Nan!”
“Something has happened; the aliens have invaded Blue Star!”
Soon, the number of viewers for this battle surpassed ten million.
With the Federation no longer restricting extraordinary information, the global Federation official website was filled with countless live streams and video clips of cultivators and exotic behemoths at every moment.
As Tian Nan City faced the crack crisis, only two 'ninth-level of heaven' experts appeared, causing many to grow anxious.
A mythical-level behemoth was the ultimate life form that even conventional nuclear bombs could only injure, not kill. If it breached Tian Nan, it would cause enormous casualties.
Just like the earthly giant python fifty years ago.
While others were overwhelmed with shock, Chen Chu focused his gaze on the mythical behemoth and the Tyrannosaurus King on its back, taking a closer look.
Different from the dragons of the East and West, this mythical Tyrannosaurus behemoth resembled a T-Rex, covered in thick purple scales, with sharp black bone spikes growing on its back.
Riding on the Tyrannosaurus was Kavalora, towering a hundred meters tall, exuding an astonishing heavy pressure.
Both the Tyrannosaurus King Kavalora and the mythical behemoth bore battle runes resembling symbols, complex and profound, resonating with each other, making their auras seem as one.
Under the amplification, the mid-mythical Kavalora's aura was comparable to that of a late-mythical being, surrounded by shining purple divine light, forming a battle rune halo covering a radius of three kilometers.
Just as Chen Chu was observing those special battle rune halos, Kavalora appeared, its eyes displaying shock as it stared at the indigenous beings in the distance.
“God!”
No, it wasn't a god. Kavalora suppressed the panic in its heart and calmed itself down.
These indigenous beings looked similar to 'gods' in form, but they were too weak—weak enough that a single breath could wipe out a bunch of them. Those weapons posed no threat whatsoever.
Only a few indigenous beings in the distance had an aura comparable to elite Tyrannosaurus warriors. How could such a weak indigenous civilization be a god?
However, when Kavalora's gaze fell on Chen Chu, ten kilometers away, it instinctively felt its heart skip a beat despite the weak aura emanating from that indigenous being.
A sense of unease from the mythical-level life form's instincts surged forth, an impulse ignited.
That indigenous being was very strong.
Kavalora's expression became serious as it let out a thunderous low roar: “Be careful, something's off! All 'humans' gather around this king and activate the battle runes.”
“Yes.”
The twenty Tyrannosaurus aliens of seventh-level heaven strength in front moved forward, while over ten thousand aliens behind spread out to the sides, forming a formation around Kavalora.