Published: February 20, 2025
Before the start, Shifei Tong arrived.
The 'Human' with the primordial bloodline had fallen, and as the source of the bloodline, she could sense this in the dark, even extending her awareness to perceive certain images or the strongest obsession at that time.
Thus, the news of Chen Chu slaying the powerful figure from the dark sky war god race, Voislav, who bore the title of ancient overlord, could not be concealed.
However, due to his fall happening too 'quickly,' Voislav's final obsession was only that of the Human Race's Chu the Dominator.
As a result, apart from causing a slight stir on that side, there was not much reaction; after all, he was merely a 'heavenly prodigy' of the ancient realm—someone to be valued, but only to a certain extent.
At this moment, these matters felt too distant and did not affect Chen Chu in any way.
In the blink of an eye, Chen Chu returned from the Ancient Duel Arena to the Primordial Sanctuary, and instantly, the flow of time around him resumed, as if nothing had happened.
Noticing this, Chen Chu narrowed his eyes slightly.
The primordial behemoth had fallen, but the residual power still enveloped the sanctuary, lingering deep within this space-time. Unless it chose to reveal itself, even beings of the same level could not detect it.
The power from the Ancient Duel Arena could extend here because of the imprint left behind.
However, Chen Chu did not erase the imprint of the duel arena.
Though that place was strange, it did not pose any significant danger to him at the moment; the benefits outweighed the risks, especially now that he had the right to choose 'rewards.'
Just as Chen Chu was about to consume his creation power to merge with the supreme rule, the distant starry sky suddenly trembled.
On the crystal 'throne' that spanned over a hundred thousand kilometers in diameter, colorful light orbs exploded, and a ten-thousand-kilometer-long purple divine dragon phantom soared into the sky, transforming into a myriad of light spots that dissipated.
Roar! The high and excited dragon roar echoed through the void.
Amidst the colorful rain of light, a small purple dragon, now over four thousand meters long, appeared, exuding a 'powerful' aura characteristic of the mid-titan stage.
Moreover, it was not just a growth in level from mythical peak to titan; the bloodline of the purple divine dragon had also undergone a transformation.
As a natural-born imperial bloodline, this inherent sanctity had absorbed the life energy of the destruction emperor dragon and consumed resources like the chaos crystal core over this period, allowing the purple dragon's bloodline to gain a certain enhancement.
This time, the inheritance of the broken Dragon Pearl of the primordial behemoth contained primordial power, leading the bloodline of the purple dragon to purify and advance to the high-level emperor.
One step further would be the pseudo-heavenly rank that once belonged to the destruction emperor dragon.
Of course, under normal circumstances, not to mention the purple dragon, many primordial behemoths would be unable to achieve this step.
The enhancement in bloodline also caused subtle changes in the purple dragon's form; for instance, the edges of its crystalline purple scales transformed into gold.
At the same time, among the flowing purple dragon mane, some golden hairs intertwined, moving without wind and appearing even more noble.
The originally small fork of the purple crystal dragon horn on its head had also grown two new prongs, becoming longer, and its four claws underneath had grown stronger.
Witnessing this scene, both the destruction emperor dragon and Chen Chu felt as if the purple dragon had suddenly grown from a three-year-old child to a ten-year-old elementary school student.
Instantly, they felt a deep sense of comfort.
As the purple light flashed through the starry sky, in just a couple of breaths, the purple dragon crossed tens of thousands of kilometers and appeared in front of the destruction emperor dragon, emitting a somewhat childish voice.