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In The Age Of Mythology I Evolved Into A Stellar Behemoth

Chapter 711: True King of the Dark Apocalypse, Suppressing the Nine Nether 🌌

Published: March 1, 2025

In the shattered chaotic void, powerful primordial pressures swept through the space, resonating and distorting time as the original brilliance shimmered in a dazzling array of colors. However, none could break through the darkness that enveloped the entire battlefield, resembling a magnificent painting etched against the starry sky.

Under the gaze of the top powers from the Five Great Pinnacle Civilizations and the thirty-six top civilizations, Chen Chu, with his black hair flowing like a river of stars and adorned with the emperor crown, slowly opened his eyes. Within his immense eyes, deep as planets, three pupils emerged.

Instantly, a terrifying pressure spread, causing all present to avert their gazes from those eyes. Even the silver-blue figure, standing at the immortal realm of eternity, instinctively avoided Chen Chu's gaze, a reflex from deep within its soul.

At this moment, Chen Chu resembled an ancient, unmatched emperor, exerting pressure over all civilizations on the ancient battlefield, looking down upon the world.

Only the True Emperor of Radiance and the Eternal End Dragon were unaffected, as they glanced at Chen Chu, the latter softly speaking, "Chen Chu, what do you think?"

Chen Chu slowly nodded, "The fragments of divine souls cannot lie. Indeed, there lurks a wounded immortal from the Nine Nether on the seventh level."

Hiss!!

The sound of people gasping echoed through the void. As the silver-blue figure and the Heaven's Punishment Clan exchanged their opinions, everyone subconsciously leaned towards Luojia's lie, dismissing the notion of an immortal monster above because it was too terrifying.

The Nine Nether was already synonymous with terror, let alone the existence of an immortal being.

At the primordial eighth heaven realm, with a will that reincarnates immortality, power began to project across the heavens.

The strength of an existence at this level was terrifying, evident from the tragic fates of Luojia and the other ancient powers.

The immortal beings stood tall on the pinnacle of the ancient battlefield, directly crushed by that Nine Nether monster, reduced to nourishment and suppressed in the burial ground, slowly refined.

The presence of such a monster on the ancient battlefield was akin to a doomsday sword that could fall at any moment. The day that Nine Nether monster awakens will be the day of extinction for all civilizations on the ancient battlefield, and all lives will be engulfed in an instant.

At this moment, the silver-winged sky ant, with a grave expression, swept its gaze across the crowd, saying solemnly, "Everyone, we cannot stay here. We must leave immediately."

Now that the seal on the seventh level has shattered, that immortal monster may have been stirred. If we delay, no one will be able to escape."

"The Supreme Heavenly Flame makes a valid point; however..." At this, the Supreme Heavenly Flame's eyes revealed a hint of struggle.

Other alien powers were similarly hesitant to abandon the ancient battlefield stronghold they had managed for hundreds of thousands of years.

The existence of the ancient battlefield was immensely important to these civilizations, whether they were primordial powers, true sovereigns, or the true spirits beneath them.

Here, there were rare chaos supreme treasures from the Chaos Sea, the source of supreme chaos, countless heavenly materials and earthly treasures, and the eternal aura from the battle with the eternal behemoths, which helped these civilizations grow at an astonishing pace.

In the endless world, a primordial star-level power could dominate an era and suppress a vast world, claiming the title of ancestor.

For those civilizations in the endless world, the primordial was like a god of creation, existing for billions of years, immortal and indestructible.

Yet, on the ancient battlefield, just one pinnacle civilization had three to five primordial powers stationed.

The number of primordial powers in the peak civilization was even counted in dozens, with numerous true sovereigns and emperors. Every pinnacle civilization needed a sovereign to suppress.