Planetary Origin

Canglan Planet.

Northern Region.

A desolate expanse.

The ground had long been covered in crimson vines and twisted rocks, while the air was thick with the cloying stench of humus mixed with demonic baleful intent.

Hua Qiang stood at the edge of a split in the earth. His Mystic Iron Battle Boots crushed a piece of rubble glowing with faint blue light, reducing it to powder in an instant.

He raised his head and looked into the bottomless rift. Deep within lay the veins of Canglan Planet, and the place where the Planetary Origin was said to be hidden.

"Three days at last. I finally found the entrance."

Hua Qiang gripped the Dao Sword. The dark golden runes flowing across its blade echoed the Star Force surfacing on his arm.

Three days earlier, when he had slain the Nine-Headed Demonic Python that had occupied Black Wind Valley, he had sensed a faint yet pure power of origin within its inner core.

Following the guidance of that power, he had found this fissure leading into the heart of the planet.

The instant he leaped into the fissure, all surrounding light vanished. Only the faint glow of the Dao Sword illuminated the path ahead.

The inner walls of the rift were coated in viscous dark-green fluid, which sizzled with corrosion as it dripped down.

Hua Qiang circulated his protective true qi, keeping the splashing liquid at bay. Yet an increasingly distinct insect hum reached his ears—the unique wingbeat of Underground Demonic Insects.

"Perfect!"

The corners of Hua Qiang's lips curved upward. With a flick of his wrist, the Dao Sword carved a sweeping arc of golden sword light.

Dozens of palm-sized bloodsucking insects suddenly shot out of the darkness. Their bodies were pitch-black, their compound eyes glimmered crimson, yet the instant they