108 Sealing Stars

Everywhere they passed, the Alien Race's Sealed Kings hurried out of their way, not daring to stop them.

"Blood Fiend, Golden Flame, go collect the stars. I'll have my clone hold the line."

Yan Ning said in a low voice.

He was quite favorably disposed toward these two human powerhouses, who had just helped him hold off two Sealed King Invincibles.

"Got it!"

The two Sealed King Invincibles immediately split up and flew toward two other Sealing Stars.

Yan Ning's Black Hole Clone hovered in the center of the battlefield, its terrifying pressure enveloping the entire area.

Boom!

Blood Fiend King struck first, sweeping his blood-red spear and forcing back the dozen or so Alien Race Sealed Kings surrounding the star.

Seeing this, those Sealed Kings immediately backed off, knowing better than to keep competing for it.

Nearby, golden flames blazed around Golden Flame King. Space warped wherever he went, and the Alien Race powerhouses hurried out of his way.

Yan Ning nodded in satisfaction.

With him holding the field, the outcome of this contest was no longer in doubt.

Yan Ning flashed into existence on the surface of a Sealing Star.

Crimson-gold flames spread from beneath his feet, making the entire star gleam like a burning fireball.

"This one's mine!"

The thousands of Alien Race Sealed Kings competing nearby felt as if they'd been struck by lightning and immediately retreated.

"Get lost!"

The Black Hole Clone let out a low roar. Its million-kilometer body leaned forward slightly, and its terrifying pressure made space begin to warp.

How could the Alien Race Sealed Kings dare to linger? They fled in panic, clearing out the area within a million kilometers in the blink of an eye.

"Why are we so unlucky? Why'd that monster have to pick this one?"

"Come on, let's go! There are plenty more. We still have a chance!"

Yan Ning snorted and knelt on one knee atop the star, pressing his right hand against its surface.

Crimson-gold Immortal Divine Power surged from his palm, flowing along the secret patterns like a living thing.

"Hum—"

The Sealing Star shuddered violently, its surface patterns lighting up one after another.

With no one else interfering, claiming it was easy.

Yan Ning's Immortal Divine Power slipped inside effortlessly, leaving a soul imprint at the star's core.

"Collect!"

At his quiet command, the Sealing Star disappeared into his possession.

"Got it. Thirty treasure points."

"Next."

Yan Ning turned his gaze toward another star not far away.

Yan Ning's figure flashed repeatedly through the starry sky, and each time he appeared, another Sealing Star acknowledged him as its master.

His movements grew more practiced, and he claimed the stars faster and faster.

"The thirty-sixth!"

With a quiet command, another star turned into a streak of light and vanished into him.

The Alien Race Sealed Kings nearby had long since grown numb to it. They watched from a distance, without even daring to approach.

"That guy... how many stars is he going to take before he's satisfied?"

A Demon Clan Sealed King murmured.

"Shh! Keep your voice down!"

His companion hurried to stop him.

"Are you trying to get yourself killed?"

Yan Ning paid them no mind and continued his harvest.

His Black Hole Clone hovered silently in the starry sky like a guardian deity, intimidating anyone with ill intentions.

"The fifty-seventh!"

As he continued claiming the Sealing Stars, they kept sinking lower.

I need to hurry.

Yan Ning could sense that the Sealing Stars were somehow connected. The more he collected, the easier it became to claim them.

"The eighty-ninth!"

Blood Fiend King and Golden Flame King had already stopped what they were doing. They stared, dumbfounded, as Yan Ning gathered the stars like a farmer reaping a field.

They had each collected only three or five, while Yan Ning seemed to have no end in sight.

"That guy's a real monster."

Blood Fiend King swallowed.

"The one hundred and eighth!"

As the final star vanished into him, the entire starry sky suddenly shook violently. All the Space Rifts began rapidly shrinking.

Everyone present started rushing toward the exits below.

It's time to leave.

Yan Ning didn't hesitate either. He recalled his Black Hole Clone.

Then he rushed down toward an exit as well.

Yan Ning emerged from the Space Rift, and the view before him suddenly opened up.

A vast, boundless grassland stretched before him. Emerald waves of grass rolled in the wind, and a few low hills were faintly visible in the distance.

"This will do."

He flashed into the center of the grassland and landed on a flat patch of ground.

He sat cross-legged as the crimson-gold flames around him slowly faded.

"Phew..."

After letting out a long breath, Yan Ning began to recover. He'd just fought several battles in succession and collected 108 Sealing Stars. Even he felt a little tired.

Let's take a look at these Sealing Stars first.

His consciousness entered his World Ring. The 108 stars hovered quietly in the air, seemingly linked by some profound connection.

Ancient secret patterns flowed across the surface of every star, radiating a heavy pressure.

As expected, they're a complete set.

Yan Ning nodded to himself.

Too bad I don't have the Star Chart. I can't bring out their full power.

The Sealing Stars could only unleash their greatest power with the aid of the Star Chart.

He tried activating one of the stars. At once, a heavy pressure welled up from within him, and the surrounding space warped slightly.

With a casual wave, a phantom star crashed down, leveling a hundred-kilometer hill a thousand kilometers away.

"Not bad. Even a single one has the power of an Ordinary Heavy Treasure."

Yan Ning nodded in satisfaction.

If only I could get my hands on the Star Chart.

He shook his head.

Why would I need a Star Chart? I've got the Chaos Bell. I wouldn't even want the Star Tower.

For now, the Sealing Stars would do just fine.

Yan Ning then took out Irene's World Ring.

His consciousness carefully searched through the World Ring as mountains of treasures flashed past his eyes.

He made a rough estimate.

All this was worth about seven billion Hunyuan Units.

Among the mountains of treasures, Yan Ning's gaze settled on an unusual picture.

"What's this?"

The ancient-looking picture bore the clear imprint of a vicious claw mark.

The mark was dark gold, its edges gleaming with an eerie blood-red light, as if it contained some terrifying will.

"This is!"

The moment Yan Ning sent his consciousness into the picture, everything suddenly went black!

In an instant, his consciousness seemed to be pulled into a Primal Universe before the dawn of time.

In that void, a terrifying colossal beast beyond description slowly appeared.

It was a ferocious beast as large as a planet—no, larger than a planet. Its entire body was covered in dark-gold scales, each one streaked with Blood Secret Patterns.

Wings spread behind it, blotting out the sky. Every beat caused space and time to collapse!

Most terrifying of all were its foreclaws. Each of its five talons was as vast as a Star River, their tips gleaming with a chill that could tear the universe apart!

"Roar—"

The beast roared, shattering the Star River, then suddenly raised a foreclaw and slashed down toward Yan Ning!

The strike looked slow, but was in fact impossibly fast.

Space and time collapsed layer by layer wherever the claw passed. Countless chains of laws snapped, and the entire Primal Universe trembled beneath its strike!

"Not good!"

The hair on Yan Ning's body stood on end. The Chaos Bell in his sea of consciousness suddenly rang out!

"Clang—"