Published: February 20, 2025
The National Martial Arts Competition!
"This time, I really feel drained..."
In front of the towering black gate that reached tens of thousands of meters, Chen Chu leaned weakly against the stone door, feeling utterly exhausted.
At this moment, his body was covered with blood-red cracks, resembling a shattered porcelain object pieced back together with glue.
This injury was far more severe than when he fell into the Lost World. At the moment he leaped back, Chen Chu's soul power, rule divine power, blood energy, and even life force were completely drained.
And not a single drop remained; he was weakened to the point where even an ordinary demon king could defeat him.
As for those below demon king level, they were not a concern; no one could breach his defenses. Just the immense pressure emitted by his true form was enough to keep opponents at bay without him having to move.
Feeling the extreme depletion of his true form and the waves of tearing sensations coming from his soul, Chen Chu realized he would have to remain weak for at least half a day.
The reason for this half a day was naturally to allow him to recover some strength before finding the first senator and the others to help him break the seal.
At that time, he could activate the temporal-spatial altar to summon the true form of the Destruction Emperor Dragon and bring over the purple little dragon to nurse him back to health.
Having faced off against the two demon gods of Dioreus and staying in the deep crimson state of the Destruction Emperor Dragon for an extended period had nearly burned out his life source.
This level of injury had normally already damaged his foundation.
Although later, due to the growth and breakthrough of the Destruction Emperor Dragon, the evolutionary energy had healed most of his physical wounds, the depletion of his life source could not be restored.
Injuries involving the life source required either a transformation-level divine object for replenishment or breaking through to a higher-level realm in a short time to break the shackles of life and undergo another transformation.
Both of these issues were simple for Chen Chu. Even without the purple little dragon around, he was confident he could break through to Heavenly King level within a short time.
The extreme battle state he had maintained was merely to achieve three birds with one stone.
While feigning weakness to diminish the threat he posed to the demon gods like Dioreus, he had also lured the time silver butterfly into action.
Moreover, after severely wounding a demon god, he had delayed the full-scale war of annihilation led by the two empires, giving him and the federation more time to develop.
In summary, after infiltrating the rear of the Infernal Empire to steal crystals, nearly all objectives had been perfectly achieved.
As Chen Chu leaned against the stone door, lost in thought, his body was vigorously absorbing energy from the chaotic void to recover, and the wounds on his surface were visibly healing.
About an hour later, Chen Chu finally let out a sigh.
After an hour, his rule divine power had recovered to ten percent, and his physical wounds had mostly healed, restoring about twenty percent of his strength.
Feeling the newly replenished 'power' within him, Chen Chu smiled faintly as he stood up and looked toward the world ahead where black winds howled and thunder rumbled.
At this moment, although Chen Chu was within the Earth Fire Wind Thunder Dimension, there was an invisible barrier between him and the entire dimension.
Under the sealing force, the power of rules and the dimensional power could not be mobilized. This was a power related to supreme rules, which could only be broken by forces of the same level.
However, this rule power belonged to a rootless floating entity, and the first senator and the others should have no problem breaking it.
After deeply glancing at the sealed Earth Fire Wind Thunder Dimension, Chen Chu turned and pushed open a crack in the black gate, disappearing from sight.