Mythical Era: My Evolution into a Celestial Beast-Chapter 761: The Sky-Scorching Demonic Scripture of Mara, Humanity’s Despairing Future (I)

Chapter 761: The Sky-Scorching Demonic Scripture of Mara, Humanity’s Despairing Future (I)

Golden sunlight pierced through the heavens and earth, radiating a warm aura that enveloped the entire mythical world. Yet, it couldn’t penetrate the demonic domain, which was shrouded beneath rolling waves of demonic qi.

"That layer of principle power is not easy to break," Chen Chu muttered.

Gazing at the colossal black wall of fog that towered between heaven and earth, Chen Chu’s expression turned grave as he dismissed the idea of merging into the void to stealthily pass through.

The black mist had been condensed from principle power, cutting off a segment of the world and isolating the demonic domain from the mythical world. Thus, it could only be destroyed by force. With this thought in mind, a space-time mark surfaced on the back of Chen Chu’s left hand, emitting a mysterious blue glow.

Meanwhile, in the distant Chaotic Region, the rift world suddenly trembled. A towering red divine tree, over six thousand meters tall, swayed as ripples of crimson light spread outward.

Beneath the mountains where the divine tree stood, a colossal black-and-red beast, stretching over 1,900 meters long, slowly rose to its feet. Several mountain-like ridges ran down its back, exuding an overwhelming sense of oppression.

The beast's invisible yet pervasive aura filled the heavens and earth. Merely standing up caused the entire world to tremble from its vast and magnificent presence, making the divine red tree’s radiance blaze even more brilliantly.

During its few days of slumber, the Destructive Dragon Emperor had chosen to rest at the edge of the divine tree to avoid collapsing the micro-world. As the core, the tree was significantly sturdier, and the space around it was capable of bearing greater pressure.

However, the rift world remained quiet. Aside from the still-slumbering Single-Horned Kunpeng and Zhulong, the rest of the Dragon Emperor’s subordinates had gone elsewhere, while the mermaids were tending to the Little Purple Dragon’s snacks deep beneath the lake, over a hundred kilometers away.

Huff!

The Dragon Emperor exhaled waves of scorching air through its nostrils. It slightly turned its head, stretching out its right claw to seize a dorsal fin over a hundred meters long and more than twenty meters thick at its base. In the next instant, its claw muscles bulged fiercely.

Boom!

With an explosive surge of dragon force, the dorsal fin snapped, triggering a shockwave of energy. The mighty explosion startled the Purple Dragon awake.

Eeya, eeya?! The Purple Dragon opened its sleepy eyes, staring blankly at the Dragon Emperor.

The Dragon Emperor curled its lips slightly, letting out a low, rumbling hum. No need to worry, Xiao Yi. I’m just preparing to craft an electromagnetic cannon. Go back to sleep.

Electromagnetic cannon? the Purple Dragon thought with a blink. Instead of returning to sleep, it sat upright, curiously watching what the Dragon Emperor would do next.

Seeing this, the Dragon Emperor couldn’t be bothered to stop it. With heavy steps that shattered the void, its massive form blurred into a black-and-red streak of light, crossing hundreds of kilometers in a flash to exit the rift world.

Towering mountain ranges loomed over the vast ocean, shrouded in thick white mist. Furious winds howled across the heavens, raising tsunamis hundreds of meters high.

The Dragon Emperor stood in mid-air. The black mane flowing between its dorsal fins burned with golden flames, and arcs of blue-purple thunderbolts crackled around it, giving it an awe-inspiring and divine presence.

Whoosh!

Golden flames blazed atop the crystalline red feathery horns flanking its head. Silver spatial runes entwined within the flames began to shimmer, resonating with Chen Chu’s space-time summoning.

Boom!

The world shifted. Dark clouds rolled in, covering a span of over a thousand kilometers. Within the oppressive darkness, lightning tens of thousands of meters long writhed and roared.

Amid the rumbling thunder, searing golden flames and violent purple forces merged into the black-blue spike held tightly in the Dragon Emperor’s claw, causing it to radiate a dazzling light.

As one-tenth of the Dragon Emperor’s Sky-Scorching Golden Flames and Corrosion Laws fused into the spike, it transformed into a luminous gold-violet light, vibrating and humming without pause.

Given the Dragon Emperor’s current strength, even one-tenth of these two high-level law powers was enough to destroy worlds. Even its own dorsal spike was pushed to its limit.

However, it was still not enough. The Dragon Emperor’s claw exuded a golden brilliance, which coated the spike like a layer of divine lacquer and emanated an aura of indestructibility.

In addition, strands of destructive crimson lightning wrapped around the spike. Chaotic dark patterns spread over its surface, and chains formed from the Law of Speed coiled around it.

Immediately, the spike radiated even more ominous energy fluctuations. The entire world shook; thunder roared overhead, and hurricanes howled across the ocean, raising tsunamis over a kilometer high.

Boom!

In the sky above, the thunderclouds churned violently. Tens of thousands of blueish-black thunderbolts descended, their searing brilliance converging in front of the Dragon Emperor. They formed ten thunder rings, each a kilometer in diameter and resembling innate rune arrays.

This scene felt strangely familiar to the Purple Dragon, reminiscent of what the Dragon Emperor had once done at the Azure-White Colossal Dragon’s temple.

Just as the Dragon Emperor’s heavenly electromagnetic cannon was about to be completed, countless runic sequence chains gathered around Chen Chu, forming a massive, kilometer-wide blue altar beneath his feet.

Above his head, a vortex over two hundred meters wide spun furiously, stirring space, reversing time, and unleashing astonishing energy waves.

The intense surge of aura instantly drew the attention of the patrol guards within the demonic domain.

Roar!

From within the black mist, a demonic dragon over 280 meters long, its body engulfed in black flames, let out a deafening roar. Standing atop its back, the Ninth-Demonic-Mark demon gasped in shock.

High in the skies, tens of thousands of meters above, the advanced demon pointed at the faint blue glow in the distance and shouted, "It’s Chu Batian! He’s here!"

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The surrounding black mist trembled violently. In the distance, one powerful high-level aura erupted after another, including one mythical-level demonic force.

At the very heart of the domain, within the demonic palace, the Demon God's Eye locked onto Chen Chu's position the moment the disturbance arose, spotting the mysterious altar beneath Chen Chu's feet and the rotating vortex above him.

Out over the stormy sea, the Dragon Emperor's eyes narrowed as it spotted the faint blue summoning passage opening in the distance. Raising its right claw high, it gripped the spike—now completely transformed into light—and swung it forward with full force.

Boom!

Space shattered. The brilliant, multicolored spike vanished instantly, piercing through the layers of lightning rings at blinding speed and becoming wrapped in endless thunderbolts. By the time it shot into the vortex, even its form had blurred beyond recognition.

The gathered energy was simply too overwhelming. The moment the spike entered the vortex, the summoning passage collapsed and disintegrated from the sheer force.

Even the blue vortex above Chen Chu’s head crumbled with a thunderous boom, causing his aura to noticeably weaken. All that remained was a streak of seven-colored light, traveling faster than consciousness itself could perceive as it shot across several hundred kilometers in an instant.

Boom!

The brilliant seven-colored light exploded outward, forming a spreading shockwave that blasted a massive hole over a hundred kilometers wide through the thick black mist wall.

An energy shockwave swept across heaven and earth, annihilating everything it touched. Level 9 demonic dragons, demons, and even the seven-hundred-meter-long black dragon, all were obliterated within an instant.

Below, the earth across hundreds of kilometers collapsed with a deafening rumble. Countless tons of dirt and shattered rock surged into the skies.

Even the magnificent, towering structures within the mist wall crumbled. The destructive black shockwave became a vast expanding tide of devastation, as if the end of days had been summoned.

Tens of thousands of noble demons, vassals, and demon king's subordinates living in that area perished without even realizing what had happened.

Only then did the thunderous explosion erupt, shaking space and time itself. Rolling white shockwaves and gales swept across the heavens. Countless demons throughout the demonic domain turned their gazes toward the source of the commotion.

The black mist had been formed by the power of principles, yet that strike managed to blast open a giant hole, reaching the principle level itself.