Mythical Era: I Evolved Into A Stellar-Level Beast - Chapter 738

Chapter 738: Chapter 327: Entering the Mythical World, Black Oblivion King’s Altar (Requesting Monthly Votes)_3

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Boom!

With a flap of its Thunderbolt Wings, the air within a kilometer range exploded in an instant, forming a ring of tangible shockwaves.

In the roaring gale, the Thunderflame Emperor Dragon rocketed into the sky in an instant, piercing the clouds and soaring ever higher like a straight beam of dark blue radiance.

With sonic booms surrounding the Thunderflame Emperor Dragon, layer upon layer of shockwaves formed, tearing through cloud after cloud, quickly reaching an altitude of tens of thousands of meters, hundreds of thousands of meters…

Roar! Surrounded by thunder, the higher the Thunderflame Emperor Dragon flew, the more it couldn’t help but let out an excited roar.

As a ‘Emperor Dragon’ Giant Beast, it had the ability to fly long ago, but to avoid conflicts with humans, it mostly coiled itself within the deep sea.

Upon arriving in this vast and limitless world, it finally had no more concerns and could soar through heaven and earth without restraint.

“Roar! Tim Abott, wait for the Great Sethia.”

Watching the Thunderflame Emperor Dragon disappear into the sky in the blink of an eye, the Silver Giant Dragon, surrounded by a black cyan storm, burst forth with a terrifying speed and chased after it.

Just as the Thunderflame Emperor Dragon’s figure pierced through layer after layer of cloud mist, aiming to fly ‘beyond’ the sky of the mythical world and oversee the Earth below, suddenly a heavy oppressive sensation came over it.

And as it flew higher, reaching over a thousand kilometers in altitude, that invisible, heavy compressive force surged hundreds of times, preventing it from flying any higher.

Boom, boom, boom!!

In the thin air and freezing temperatures at one thousand kilometers altitude, where alloy-tearing fierce winds howled, they exploded upon hitting the Thunderflame Emperor Dragon with a resounding boom.

Amidst the howling fierce winds, the Thunderflame Emperor Dragon looked up at the ‘sky’ still a great distance away, its gaze somewhat solemn, “Is this the limit, then?”

In a reflective mood, the Thunderflame Emperor Dragon looked down and saw the endless cloud mist and the faintly visible mountain ranges on the distant horizon.

Most importantly, from a thousand kilometers high, the undulating mountain ranges didn’t have the curvature of a planet; they looked like a boundless, flat expanse of Earth.

Indeed, this was the vast and endless mythical world.

At this moment, dusk was approaching, and seeing this, the Thunderflame Emperor Dragon suppressed the urge to continue exploring the mythical world, turning its gaze to the distance.

There, the horizon was a foreboding dark red, and ominous black clouds lingered, emitting an ominous aura.

Boom! With a spread of its wings, the Thunderflame Emperor Dragon descended from the heavens with sonic booms, quickly locating the Silver Giant Dragon at seven hundred kilometers altitude.

“Roar! Sethia, let’s go check that out.”

Inside the Cultivation Room, Jack Clark slowly opened his eyes, contemplative, “It seems the mythical world isn’t as ‘terrifying’ as I imagined, but it’s certainly full of mystery.”

Since it was temporarily safe over there, and there was no combat, Jack’s gaze shifted to the page where he still had over twenty thousand Attribute Points remaining.

“Burn 1000 Attribute Points to enter an epiphany state.”

Hum! As the Epiphanic Intent Realm enveloped him, Jack couldn’t help but recall countless memories from when he initially started Cultivating Inner Eye.

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Next came the insights from the Eight Desolate Purgatory Halberd Skill, along with the battles he had experienced along the way.

In his mind, these memories transformed into dozens of ‘Jack Clarks,’ practicing sword skills and halberd skills, as well as the routes of power circulation for those techniques within his body.

Combining his own True Dragon True Force, the power of the Five Great Rune God Seeds, the Prison Blood War Intent, the Doomsday Purgatory Rune, etc., he began to forge his own high-order combat techniques.

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Under the pitch-black night, the Earth split open, and the scorching magma flowed through the cracks, emitting a dark red glow as it burned.

By the side of the blazing magma river, there were over a thousand stone houses made of gray rock, standing 10-20 meters tall. These formed a rough-style small town.

At this moment, thousands of different races gathered at the edge of the town, engaged in a grand ceremony.

Most of these ‘different races’ were over 3 meters tall, resembling dinosaurs standing upright, covered with red scales and donned in black armor or beast hides, both male and female.

In front of these beings, there was an altar made of stone, with a foundation 500 meters wide and 300 meters tall. The altar was carved with dark red runes all around, and at the very top stood a 50-meter-tall statue of a Black Colossus.

The Black Colossus had some Western Dragon characteristics, but appeared even more ferocious and menacing than the dragons, covered in thick scale armor with sharp horns crowning its head, unmistakably the King of Obsidian Destruction.

On the left side of the altar, each 10-meter-wide step was filled with the flesh and blood of Unique Beasts. The blood flowed down the altar, emanating a strong stench of iron and decay.

On the right side, the steps were lined with an assortment of neatly arranged Unique Beast bones. Some creatures were over 10 meters in length, others over 20 meters.

At the back of the altar, the steps held the skins and furs of Mutated Creatures, also arranged very neatly, appearing quite eerie.

As for the front of the altar, there were thousands of small creatures kneeling on the steps in a praying position. However, they had all been eviscerated, long dead, with faces covered in fine green scales filled with horror and despair.

From afar, the altar resembled a mountain of corpses made from countless Mutated Beasts and smaller creatures.

And the statue of the King of Obsidian Destruction standing atop the altar looked like a Demon God from Hell, with dark red runes flickering faintly beneath it, emitting a fierce and terrifying aura.

At this time below the altar, an Elder of the different races, adorned with colorful feathers, raised both hands high, uttering a string of foreign language, seeming to be praying, singing, and shouting all at once.

Behind him, all the beings of the different races looked toward the statue on the altar with frantic and frenzied eyes, their faces looking somewhat savage as they also continually shouted loudly.

Under the prayers of these beings, the red glow from the dark red runes on the altar grew brighter and brighter. Reflected by the light, the bones and flesh began to dissolve into a strange energy that seeped through the cracks of the altar and into the ground beneath.

Boom! A terrifying power within the statue was triggered. Amidst the trembling of the Earth, endless dark purple flames burned, spreading outward from the statue, consuming everything in its path.

The ground became dry and cracked wherever the flames passed, grass and trees withered to ash, and in the increasingly crumbling rifts of the ground, dark red magma surged out as flames burned.

Meanwhile, as the bones dissolved, blue and green crystals appeared between the rune nodes, rich in Life Energy, which the altar absorbed. These crystals merged with the bones and flesh, transforming into dark purple Hellfire with a sinister attribute, corroding the surrounding Earth and polluting everything.

Instantly, the different races became even more fanatical, their eyes brimming with bloodlust and madness. Under the burning of the purple flame, not only were they unharmed, but their Level 4 and Level 5 auras were rapidly strengthening.

On a hillside several kilometers away, as those crystals emerged, the Thunderflame Emperor Dragon, who had been watching this scene in confusion, had its eyes light up with excitement.