Star Dou Great Forest, Core.
Xiong Jun, who had previously been clamoring that "the name of the Heaven-Devouring Demonic Art is awesome," was now silent.
The bloodthirsty excitement in his enormous, bell-like eyes had vanished, replaced by an animalistic, instinctive wariness...
A hint of fear.
"Damn it..."
Xiong Jun muttered, his voice much lower, "Swallow... swallow someone else's secrets? This... this is way more ruthless than tearing my opponent apart in a fight!"
Bi Ji's face was also filled with unbearable pain and horror.
As a symbol of healing and life, she is most acutely aware of the cruelty represented by the phrase "devouring the source."
"This is no longer killing... this is severing all possibilities for a life, obliterating the Fortune bestowed upon us by heaven and earth..."
Her voice trembled slightly, "What... ruthless plunder."
The wrinkles on the aged face on the trunk of the Myriad Demon King Tree seemed to deepen, and the branches rustled. "The origin... for us Soul Beast, is the power inherited deep within our bloodline, a unique talent evolved over countless years."
If it is devoured and refined...
He didn't finish his sentence, but all the Ferocious Beast felt a chill run down their spines.
The light in Di Tian's Golden Dragon eyes flickered uncertainly.
He proclaimed himself the supreme ruler of Soul Beast on the continent, possessing immense strength and vast knowledge.
However, the realm and methods described in the " Heaven-Devouring Demonic Art " still made him feel a gap in level.
That is not merely the application of power, but a blatant interference with and seizure of the essence of life and the rules of the universe.
"Plunder all living beings to enrich oneself."
Di Tian spoke slowly, his voice like a dragon's roar carrying a heavy tone, "Such actions are indeed the ultimate in 'ruthlessness'."
Although its path is domineering and fierce, and should not be imitated, those who can walk this path and reach the summit possess a willpower and decisive methods that are truly admirable.
Even the proud Di Tian had to admit that the Ruthless Great Emperor was an existence beyond his imagination that he had to face squarely.
Shrek Academy.
The excitement on Ma Hongjun's face had long since frozen, his mouth slightly open, unable to close for a long time.
He imagined the scene of "devouring the source," subconsciously touched his stomach, and shivered.
"First, draining someone's Soul Power in one gulp is one thing... but... they even stole their entire foundation? That's... that's terrifying!"
Oscar's playful expression vanished, replaced by a look of lingering fear.
"This technique... it's practically the nemesis of all geniuses!"
No matter what your Innate Full Soul Power or top-tier Martial Soul is, if you encounter it, your very essence will be sucked away... Just thinking about it sends chills down my spine. No wonder the world has its enemies...
Xiao Wu's face turned pale. "No wonder... her name is Ruthless."
As Soul Beast Transformation, she is more sensitive to her own origin and can better understand the fear of being plundered.
Tang San took a deep breath, the light in his Purple Demon Eye Eyes flickering slightly.
A barely perceptible heat flickered deep within his profound pupils.
"To create such a heaven-defying cultivation technique with Mortal Physique... this empress's talent and temperament are truly beyond description."
He muttered to himself, " The Heaven-Devouring Demonic Art..."
Its core concept is close to the level of "Tao," representing the most thorough and direct grasp and application of the essence of life and power.
Tang San's right hand unconsciously went to his chest, and his Soul Power quietly accelerated through his meridians.
His tone remained calm, even carrying his usual caution and rationality, but deep down...
A long-suppressed desire for absolute power and control was quietly stirred by this description.
That blood-soaked imperial road was indeed suffocatingly heavy.
But behind this heaviness lies the ultimate power to break free from fate, escape constraints, and turn the impossible into the possible...
The cost is certainly terrible.
However--
If there were a method that could devour countless origins, integrate the strengths of all heavens, and ultimately forge an unparalleled foundation for the Dao...
The thought flashed through his mind, but was immediately suppressed deep within by an even stronger will.
He didn't say anything more, but slowly cast his gaze into the distance, the purple light in his eyes flickering uncertainly, still burning hot.
Ning Rongrong, however, still had stars in her eyes.
She was not unmoved, nor was she unaware of how domineering and cruel the "devouring of origins" was.
But amidst the overwhelming discussions of fear, what she cared about was something entirely different.
"You... only see 'plunder'?"
Ning Rongrong's clear voice, tinged with a hint of disapproval and reproach, broke the slightly heavy atmosphere.
She slightly raised her chin. "What I see is 'possibility'!"
She turned to her companions, especially Xiao Wu, whose face was pale, and Ma Hongjun, who was still shaken. Her tone became exceptionally serious, even carrying an almost devout longing:
"An ordinary woman with no special physical attributes or extraordinary background, simply because she refused to submit and wanted to protect, was able to create such a defying path through her own wisdom... Isn't that the most remarkable thing?"
Her gaze was fixed on the void, as if it could penetrate the barriers of the world and see that peerless figure standing tall in the long river of time.
"So what if the whole world is against her? Being at odds with the whole world... it sounds so lonely and terrifying, but was she ever afraid?"
Ning Rongrong's voice softened, but sounded even more resolute:
You say she's ruthless, that she cuts off any possibility for others.
But if she hadn't been ruthless, hadn't seized every possible opportunity in dire straits, wouldn't she have lost all her 'possibilities' long ago?
"She's not some cruel monster."
In Ning Rongrong's eyes, little stars almost overflowed, a light mixed with worship, longing and strong resonance. "Don't say anything about how terrible it is to devour the origin."
That was merely her 'method,' a 'path' she forged for herself when she had nowhere else to go.
What's truly remarkable is that unwavering determination to keep going and reach the very top!
If it were me...
She paused, her voice lowering, yet carrying an unprecedented clarity, "If one day I also face a desperate situation, needing to protect the most important thing, I... I also hope that I can have a little bit of her courage and determination."
Even a one in ten thousand chance would be good.
This "fan declaration," so different from the general public's shock and contemplation, left everyone stunned.
Ma Hongjun scratched his head. " Rongrong, you really have wild ideas..."
Oscar touched his nose and smiled wryly, "The young lady's perspective is indeed unique."
The purple light in Tang San's eyes paused slightly, and he gave Ning Rongrong a deep look.
He never expected that this usually pampered young lady could extract the purest yearning for power from the most brutal descriptions.
This understanding is perhaps more direct and clearer than his subtle emotional response.
Ning Rongrong ignored their reactions.