Eight-Star Ancient God, Tu Si Exposed!

Very soon, the monstrous insect noticed Di Tian.

It let out a piercing shriek, brandishing its scythe-like forelimbs as it pounced at Di Tian.

Had this been when he had first arrived, Di Tian probably would not have lasted even a single exchange against a Void creature of this level.

But now, he had absorbed some of Wangyue's mucus, and his body was undergoing astonishing mutations.

"You're courting death!"

Di Tian released a low dragon roar.

Rather than retreating, he charged head-on at the monstrous insect.

His dark-purple dragon claw tore through the air and slammed viciously into the creature's carapace.

Amid a teeth-grating screech of metal scraping against metal, the insect's hard shell was forcibly ripped open.

Thick green insect blood sprayed out, splattering across Di Tian's scales.

Di Tian paid it no heed. He bit down on the creature's vital point and frantically devoured the energy within its body.

The insect let out a miserable shriek, its sharp forelimbs carving deep, bone-revealing wounds across Di Tian's body.

This was a primitive brawl without any flashy soul skills.

There was only the purest collision of strength and the tearing of flesh and blood.

After an incomparably brutal battle, the monstrous insect's movements finally began to slow.

Covered in blood, Di Tian stood atop the creature's enormous corpse.

He threw back his head and released a savage roar.

Beyond the Sky Screen, all the soul masters of Douluo Continent were stunned speechless.

The once-unrivaled Beast God was now fighting insects across a monster's body like a stray dog.

A deep chill rose in everyone's hearts.

That was the overlord of the Star Dou Forest who had lived for eight hundred thousand years.

Yet now, he could only cling to life by consuming the mucus secreted by a monster and competing with parasitic insects for territory.

Within Spirit City, Bibi Dong watched Di Tian gulp down insect blood on the screen, her body trembling faintly.

She suddenly felt that the continental hegemony Spirit Hall had plotted for generations was utterly laughable before a cosmic behemoth like that.

"What is the power we take such pride in, really?"

Bibi Dong closed her eyes bitterly, the pride in her heart shattered to pieces.

On the Sky Screen, Di Tian's parasitic struggle for survival continued.

He did not know where this Wangyue would take him, nor did he care how many savage parasites he would encounter along the way.

He only knew that he had to survive. He had to become stronger.

Strong enough that one day, he could truly tear off a chunk of flesh from this colossal creature.

Meanwhile, in the broader dark-red expanse, Wangyue continued greedily gnawing on the Ancient God's body.

It remained utterly unaware of the mutations taking place in the tiny ant upon its body.

The gap between them had long since become so vast that it did not even need to look down.

The images on the Sky Screen remained fixed on that canyon of dark-purple flesh.

Dragging his enormous, scar-covered body, Di Tian struggled to crawl between the mucus and the walls of flesh.

A long time had passed since he had slain that Void insect.

The newly grown dark-purple scales on his body had become thicker and tougher.

The terrain across the body of this starry behemoth called Wangyue was far more complex than he had imagined.

Di Tian climbed downward along an enormous crease in its skin.

He discovered that the surrounding environment was undergoing a peculiar change.

The hard outer skin was gone, while the surrounding walls of flesh began to soften and emit a faint blue glow.

This was deep within one of Wangyue's thick pores.

Yet to Di Tian, it resembled a vast abyss leading deep into the earth's core.

The farther down he went, the denser the energy in the air became.

The violent aura of a starry beast pressed down on Di Tian so heavily that he could barely breathe.

Yet unprecedented madness burned in his golden vertical pupils.

"Fortune is found amid danger. If I want to survive, I must gain more power."

Di Tian gritted his teeth and allowed the pressure of the flesh walls to tear open his wounds once more.

Finally, at the bottom of the abyss, he saw an enormous conduit radiating a dazzling blue light.

This "pipeline" stretched across the walls of flesh, thick as a surging mountain range on Douluo Continent.

Blue light flowed across its surface, and every flicker was accompanied by a vast, boundless pulse of life.

This was one of Wangyue's peripheral nerve fibers.

Even though it was merely the most insignificant of peripheral branches, the energy contained within it vastly surpassed the combined total of the entire Star Dou Great Forest.

Di Tian stood before that blue-glowing mountain range, so tiny that he was not even comparable to a grain of sand.

He could clearly hear the tsunami-like roar of energy coming from within.

"Devour it..."

Only this single mad thought remained in Di Tian's mind.

He forcibly activated the Black Dragon bloodline that had only just mutated within his body.

A dense power of dark devouring gathered around his dragon claws and fangs.

Di Tian leaped into the air, his massive body lunging viciously at the blue-glowing nerve fiber.

He opened his abyssal maw lined with fangs and bit down without hesitation.

Hiss!

His dragon teeth pierced the nerve fiber's thin outer protective membrane.

At that instant.

Di Tian's movements completely froze.

He failed to absorb even a single drop of energy.

Instead, what flooded back into his mind was a vast torrent of memories beyond description.

Those memories were too immense—so immense that the moment his soul touched them, it gave a cracking sound under the unbearable strain.

Wangyue had originally been a strange existence born alongside the Ancient God Tu Si, and it was devouring the Ancient God's body.

What this nerve carried was not merely Wangyue's violent instincts.

It also contained a lingering trace of the undying obsession and memory fragments belonging to the eight-star Ancient God Tu Si.

Boom!

Di Tian's consciousness was forcibly dragged into a boundless, vast starry sky.

The billions of living beings on Douluo Continent also plunged into this grand dreamscape, so immense it was suffocating, through the Sky Screen's perspective.

Everyone held their breath.

The starry sky was profound, with countless dazzling cultivation planets glittering amid the darkness.

And at the very center of that starry sky stood a figure so colossal that it could not be measured.

It was a giant whose entire body was bronze-colored.

His feet stood upon a river of stars, while his head reached into endless nothingness.

Planets unimaginably massive in the eyes of the people of Douluo could only orbit around this giant's waist.

At the giant's brow, eight dark-purple star points slowly revolved.

The eight-star Ancient God, Tu Si!

He did not unleash any dazzling soul skills, nor did he wield any magical treasures.

He merely stood there quietly, and the entire starry sky seemed to tremble around him.

A primordial, tyrannical power of pure flesh—power capable of tearing the universe apart with bare hands—crossed endless ages and struck directly at everyone's souls.

Suddenly, countless cultivators emerged from the depths of the starry sky.

They rode magical treasures capable of destroying heaven and earth, wielding all manner of earth-shaking divine abilities as they charged toward Tu Si like a swarm of locusts.

Any one of those cultivators, if picked at random, radiated a pressure sufficient to collapse the Divine Realm.

Tu Si raised his head.

Within those enormous eyes, like suns and moons, lay an absolute indifference that regarded all things as mere grass and dogs.

He slowly raised his right hand and clenched it into a fist.

It was such a simple motion—a single punch.

Yet the laws of the entire starry sky instantly collapsed beneath it.

Rumble!

There were no flashy lights or illusions.

As Tu Si threw his punch, the starfield before him collapsed and shattered across a vast expanse like a fragile mirror.

Tens of thousands of cultivation planets, along with the immortal mighty figures filling the heavens, were reduced directly to cosmic dust by the wind of that punch.

There was no room for resistance.

Absolute power. Absolute crushing dominance.

"This... this is an Ancient God..."

Douluo Continent, Star Dou Great Forest.

Sky Azure Bull Python Da Ming and Titan Giant Ape Er Ming both had weak legs at this moment, prostrating themselves on the ground and trembling.

They had always believed that the Titan Giant Ape's strength represented the pinnacle of soul beasts' physical bodies.

But compared to the giant in the image, who had shattered a starfield with one punch...

The colossal beast bodies they had been so proud of were not even comparable to a single mite in his pores.

On Sea God Island.

Bo Saixi clutched her head in agony, blood flowing from all seven orifices.

Even though she was only watching a fragment of memory through the Sky Screen, the utterly boundless grandeur of it had pushed her spiritual power to the brink of collapse.

"Our world... is not even as significant as a speck of dust."

God Realm Committee.

The God of Destruction and the God of Evil had gone pale.

They controlled the lightning punishments and destruction of the Douluo universe.

Yet before Tu Si's punch, the God King authority they had been so proud of was nothing more than a laughable toy.

Within the image.

Di Tian's condition was far more miserable than everyone else's.

He was at the center of this torrent of memories.

The pressure of will belonging to an eight-star Ancient God was madly scouring his soul.

"AAAAAHHHH!"

Di Tian let out an incomparably shrill scream.

Copious amounts of black blood sprayed from his seven orifices as his massive dragon body rolled and struggled wildly atop the blue nerve fibers.

His golden dragon eyes were filled with dense bloodshot veins, on the verge of bursting apart completely.

"I can't hold on..."

Di Tian's consciousness began to blur.

The pride of the Black Dragon clan had been ground into dust before the image of that punch shattering the stars.

He tried to release the dragon teeth biting into the nerve, hoping to sever this terrifying connection to the memory.

But the Ancient God's obsession was like an enormous vortex, firmly sucking his soul into it.

He could not escape at all.

The mutation of his physical body continued, but his soul was shattering inch by inch beneath the impact of that realm.

If this continued, within three breaths, this overlord of Star Dou would suffer the fate of having his soul scattered.

Just as Di Tian was about to perish completely.

A sudden change occurred.

Wangyue's vast, boundless body suddenly let out a furious roar in the outside world that shook the starry sky.

It seemed to have encountered some powerful enemy, or perhaps eaten something that caused it pain.

With that roar, the muscles on Wangyue's surface contracted violently.

The blue-glowing nerve fiber spasmed sharply as well.

A powerful repulsive force erupted from within the nerve.

Bang!

Di Tian's enormous body was violently flung away by that repulsive force like a cannonball.

His dragon teeth came loose from the nerve, and the torrent of memories that had nearly caused his brain death was finally forcibly cut off.

Di Tian crashed heavily into the flesh wall above the abyss, rolling more than a dozen times before coming to a stop.

Not a single piece of flesh on his body remained intact. Large patches of scales had fallen away, and golden dragon blood dyed the surrounding mucus red.

But he had survived.

Di Tian gasped for breath, his chest heaving violently.

Though his eyes were filled with exhaustion and lingering fear, a wholly different, profound gleam had appeared in the depths of his vertical pupils.

Even if it had lasted only a few breaths.

He had personally experienced the realm of an eight-star Ancient God.

That physical power which broke all rules had been planted like a seed deep within his shattered soul.

"Ancient God..."

Di Tian lay in a pool of blood, letting out a hoarse, crazed laugh.

He laughed at his own weakness, and at the fact that he had finally caught a glimpse of the true great path to the heavens.

Compared to the kind of power that could treat stars like marbles, what was the throne of the Star Dou Great Forest worth?

The audience of Douluo Continent watched the Black Dragon King in the Sky Screen, drenched in blood and laughing wildly.

An indescribably complex emotion rose in everyone's hearts.

They saw humiliation. They saw despair.

But at the same time, beneath that cosmic-level oppression, they saw the savage growth that belonged to lowly lifeforms.

Di Tian had not died within the giant beast's nerves.

He had endured the wash of the Ancient God's will.

In this dark-purple world of flesh and blood, this black parasite was undergoing a terrifying transformation beyond ordinary comprehension.

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[Seventh batch of explorers, fourth status update: Survived with severe injuries, currently comprehending laws.]

A blood-red notification appeared on the Sky Screen at just the right moment.

Soul Masters across the continent swallowed hard.

They began to feel an anticipation for what came next, mixed with fear and fanaticism.

Just then, the image on the Sky Screen suddenly began to flicker and shift.

Blood-red light slowly flowed across the Sky Screen.

Everyone's attention was forcibly pulled away from Di Tian's miserable state.

The screen split in two, and the image on the left gradually became clear.

It was the place where the twin rulers of the Far North, the Ice Empress and the Snow Empress, had descended.

This world was a crystalline, translucent azure blue.

There was no sun. Instead, an incomparably massive star of ice hung suspended in the sky.

The two landed within an immortal sect floating in the depths of the starry sky.

This sect was boundless in scale, its endless jade palaces appearing and disappearing amid the wind and snow.

Goose-feather snow drifted through the air.

But upon closer inspection, every single snowflake had actually condensed from pure laws of heaven and earth.

The instant they landed, the Snow Empress and Ice Empress shuddered uncontrollably.

The two ice-and-snow emperors who had ruled the Far North for hundreds of thousands of years actually felt cold here.

"How is this possible..."

The Ice Empress's delicate face was filled with disbelief as she looked down at her hands.

The snowflakes falling around them landed on her skin, leaving behind piercing frostbite marks.

Their prideful ultimate ice was suppressed here as though it had encountered its ancestor, utterly powerless to resist.

"The chill here contains a rule we cannot comprehend."

The Snow Empress's stunning face became more solemn than ever.

Without hesitation, she unleashed her origin power.

"Emperor's Chill Sky: Snow Dance, Shining Sun!"

The Ice Empress followed immediately after, emerald light shooting into the sky.

"Perpetual Ice Domain!"

The two overlords of the Far North joined forces, attempting to establish an absolute domain of their own within this unfamiliar immortal sect.

The gale howled as the most powerful ice-and-snow force on Douluo Continent spread madly in every direction.