Swallowing the Stars, I am the Lord of the Galaxy

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It only came to a slow stop at the peak of the eighth level.

Breathe out gently.

The Eternal Armor's enhancement is based on a divine body, and his current peak of the eighth tier is already his limit!

This state consumes a massive amount of divine power every second, but unfortunately, he feels no difference about this consumption.

Blackwing Progenitor's pupils suddenly contracted, and his twelve metal wings trembled slightly involuntarily. The aura unleashed by the silver-armored man before him had instantly overwhelmed him, a veteran eighth-tier True God!

"Peak of the eighth tier?!"

The Blackwing Progenitor was filled with turmoil. He had lived through two eras and had never seen any cosmic ruler unleash such a terrifying aura.

Indeed, he could see it. The guy in front of him was clearly just a master of the universe, without that feeling of words becoming law, yet he could unleash such a terrifying aura.

What's even more terrifying is that the oppressive feeling contained in that aura made his soul tremble!

“My friend, perhaps we can…”

The Blackwing Ancestor immediately wanted to back down—it was just a mere life gene sample; there was no need to fight to the death with a powerhouse of the same level.

However, before he could finish speaking, Xingchen had already moved! He had finally found someone to test his skills on, how could he possibly give up so easily!

"Moon Shattered...Frosty Dawn...!!"

As she softly chanted, Xingchen's wrist twirled gently.

The blade traced a very slow path, so slow that every inch of its movement was visible.

Wherever the blade passed, the space first condensed into crystalline frost flowers, which then silently shattered, turning into countless specks of light that drifted away.

Each of these points of light is a miniature moon, constantly breaking and reforming as it falls, a beauty that is heartbreaking.

Suddenly, Xingchen strode forward.

This movement was as fast as a falling star, going from extremely slow to extremely fast!

The Star River Blade trailed a streak of light across the sky.

The seemingly gentle trajectory actually contains terrifying power that makes the universe tremble.

"Chong-"

A clear, resonant blade cry echoed through the starry sky. The instant the Star River Blade struck, the space stretching for millions of miles ahead shattered neatly like a mirror.

Before the blade's momentum had subsided, Xingchen spun around and unleashed a second, diagonal upward slash.

This strike was even more poignant, the blade's light transforming into a long river of shattered moonlight flowing against the sky. Each "droplet" in the river was a disintegrating moon, colliding with each other and unleashing an extreme chill that froze the soul and a sharp edge that tore through matter.

"Wow..."

The starry sky, washed by the long river of moonlight, turns everything into an ice sculpture.

Those frozen stars, dust, and even free-floating energy all turned to dust the moment they were in their most beautiful state.

Xingchen's sword strikes grew increasingly rapid, his figure completely merging into the blade's light.

At this moment, the Star River Blade seemed to have come to life. At times, it was as poignant as the dying moonlight, and at other times as ruthless as a violent glacier.

Two completely different moods are perfectly blended to create a heartbreakingly beautiful destruction.

Finally, all the sword flashes converged at a single point.

The star remained frozen in mid-air, its thrusting posture unchanging, a single, crystalline "star tear" condensing at the tip of its galaxy blade. Within this teardrop was a frozen microcosm of the entire Milky Way, within which countless moons shattered and were reborn.

"fall!"

Star tears fall.

"What?!"

The Blackwing Progenitor paled in horror, his twelve wings instinctively folding together, and the crimson gem on his chest burst forth with blinding light. He activated his supreme treasure, the "Black Feather Armor," at full power, constructing twelve black barriers in front of him.

"Rumble--"

The moment the Star Tear collided with the barrier, the entire void wailed!

The first barrier is broken!

The second barrier is broken!

……

The eleventh barrier is shattered!

When the blade struck the final barrier, the Blackwing Progenitor broke out in a cold sweat. His prized defense had almost been breached in a single blow!

"Click—"

A faint cracking sound rang out, and a tiny crack appeared on the last barrier. Although he had ultimately blocked the attack, the Blackwing Progenitor was filled with utter shock; this was merely a casual strike from his opponent!

"Damn it!"

The Blackwing Progenitor stared intently at the stars.

This strike clearly possesses the power of a top-tier eighth-order attack!

If he hadn't also been an eighth-rank warrior, and hadn't possessed the supreme treasure armor, he definitely wouldn't have been able to withstand it so easily. But even so, he almost couldn't stop it!

Thinking of this, the Blackwing Progenitor's feathers stood on end.

The creator of the giant axe, watching from afar, was also dumbfounded: "When did this kid create such a monstrous secret technique?"

Chapter 240 Eternal Wings, Overlimit Mode

Xingchen shook her head with some regret: "It's still a bit lacking."

He originally thought that with the divine power of the eighth-level peak, this strike should be able to break through the opponent's defense.

It seems that the defensive power of the Supreme Treasure is indeed well-deserved.

"In that case..."

A cold glint flashed in Xingchen's eyes, and the core of the Eternal Ark on his chest suddenly lit up with a dazzling blue light.

"Then let's be serious."

"Eternal Wings: Overlimit Mode!"

The core of the Eternal Ark on Xingchen's chest burst forth with dazzling blue light, and the three pairs of light wings on his back suddenly split into six pairs of huge transparent light wings.

Each wing extends for tens of meters, with countless star-like patterns flowing across it.

"boom--"

A terrifying surge of divine power swept across the entire void, and the aura of the stars surged once again! The surrounding spacetime began to distort, forming visible ripples.

"This...this is impossible!"

The Blackwing Progenitor's twelve wings trembled violently as he felt an unprecedented sense of oppression.

"It can even become stronger! How could the Lord of the Universe possess such power?!"

Even the Giant Axe Founder in the distance couldn't help but grip the Gomo Axe tighter: "This kid actually had such a trump card hidden away!"

Xingchen slowly exhaled, adjusting to her current state.

The rate at which divine power is consumed has increased fivefold!

However, for someone like him, this kind of exertion is nothing.

If this move were given to the Lord of Chaos City, he could only maintain this state for less than ten seconds before his divine power was exhausted!

Xingchen slowly raised the Star River Blade, and the frost that had condensed on the blade began to turn a star-like blue.

"Then... take another stab from me!"

He whispered.

"Shattered moonlight... Frosty dawn..."

This time, before the blade even flashed, the entire cosmic sea in the region had already begun to freeze. Countless tiny ice crystals condensed in the void, each reflecting a shattered moon.

The Blackwing Progenitor was horrified to discover that he was unable to move! Not because he was bound, but because the surrounding spacetime had completely frozen. His speed, which he was so proud of, was meaningless in the face of this absolute freeze.

"There's no way to dodge it, we have to take it head-on!"

He avoided the fact that all the metal feathers on his twelve wings stood up, and the blood-red gem on his chest shone brightly.

The supreme treasure, the "Black Feather Armor," was pushed to its defensive limit, constructing thirty-six layers of black barriers in front of him.

"cut!"

The starlight finally fell.

That cut was beautiful enough to break your heart.

Where the blade flashed, space shattered like a mirror, each fragment containing a frozen, phantom image of a moon. These moons constantly shattered and reformed, enacting an eternal cycle of annihilation and rebirth.

"boom--!!!"

The moment the blade struck the barrier, the first thirty-five layers were easily torn apart like paper. The last layer lasted less than a hundredth of a second before shattering with a deafening roar!

"what!"

The Blackwing Progenitor only had time to cross his twelve wings in front of his chest before being struck head-on by this earth-shattering blade.

"boom!"

His figure flew backward like a meteor, shattering countless stars along the way. A clear blade mark appeared on the surface of the supreme treasure armor, and the Black Wing Ancestor inside was experiencing surging blood and qi, with even his divine body showing minute cracks.

"Damn it."

"How can it be……"

The Blackwing Progenitor struggled to steady himself, his eyes filled with disbelief.

"Even through the strongest treasure... it can still hurt me..."

Xingchen slowly sheathed his sword, his six pairs of wings of light gently flapping: "Now, can we talk properly about the samples?"

His tone was calm, but the Blackwing Ancestor knew the terrifying power beneath that calm. If he were to receive a few more, a dozen more strikes, even with the strongest treasure protecting him, he absolutely wouldn't be able to withstand it!

Although he believed this move would definitely be quite taxing, judging from Xingchen's aura, it showed no signs of weakening...

There's no need to gamble; more accurately, he dares not gamble, nor can he gamble!