Chapter 438: Earth-shattering (1)

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Chapter 438: Earth-shattering (1)

Wu Yuan's eyes widened in astonishment as he beheld the colossal star spanning over a million li.

In terms of size, it far surpassed ordinary stars and planets. After all, the Blue Planet which nurtured all life in his previous life did not even reach three million li in diameter. The Dragon Star of the Dragon Star Immortal Sect was just over a hundred thousand li in diameter.

However, it wasn’t the star's immensity that sent tremors through Wu Yuan's heart. He was no longer the greenhorn who just left Summerpeak.

His years on the Redmoon Immortal Continent had exposed him to wonders beyond imagination, including encounters with more than one High Immortal. The treasure lands of the Dragon Star Immortal Sect had each been extraordinary in their own right as well.

Moreover, the ‘Celestial Body Law Codex’ that Wu Yuan obtained contained the mental imprint of a Great Eldritch. Although only a strand, it was inconceivably powerful.

Despite all this, the dark red star before him stirred a primal fear in his soul, as if he faced a monstrous beast capable of devouring existence itself.

Protectorate Xiong Yuan, observing Wu Yuan's reaction, nodded approvingly. "You sense it, don't you? Impressive composure for your first glimpse of the Dark Star. Many Golden Core cultivators would be on their knees, paralyzed with terror by now."

"It takes a while to get used to it." Protectorate Xiong Yuan continued.

Wu Yuan nodded slightly.

This Dark Star was indeed extraordinary, far more powerful than the Redmoon Star he had previously seen.

"In my Bloodforge Devil Hall, there is an ancient saying: the Dark Star is dyed red with blood," Protectorate Xiong Yuan’s eyes flickered to Wu Yuan's face.

"Dyed red with blood?" Wu Yuan's gaze fell on the Dark Star, its dark red color lending it an even more fearsome appearance.

"Wu Yuan, have you heard of the Redmoon Immortal Hall?" Protectorate Xiong Yuan suddenly changed the topic.

Wu Yuan nodded, "Daoist Long mentioned it. It is a super faction that rules the main landmass of the Redmoon Immortal Continent and is said to be stronger than the Devil Hall."

Daoist Long had indeed mentioned this.

The powerhouses from the Redmoon Immortal Hall and Bloodforge Devil Hall rarely crossed paths, but both acknowledged the other's existence.

"Haha, it is only stronger than the Redmoon division of the Bloodforge Devil Hall." Protectorate Xiong Yuan laughed, "The strength of the entire devil hall is beyond your wildest imagination. It can compete with a whole immortal world."

‘Surprise’ flickered in Wu Yuan's eyes at this ‘revelation’.

"To assess the strength of its disciples, the Redmoon Immortal Hall has a so-called Seven Star Luminaries Tower in the voidrealm where the avatars of challengers engage in battle with its guardians." Protectorate Xiong Yuan's tone dripped with contempt.

"Even in real-world fights, various safeguards are implemented, all in the name of preventing disciples from getting hurt."

His lip curled in a sneer. "In truth, it's mere weakness, a fear of confronting death. Their immortal cultivators are like children raised in honey jars, sheltered from the harsh realities of the world. Their chances of successful breakthrough are pitiful, most simply squandering cultivation resources."

As Wu Yuan listened, he was taken aback.

So this was how the powerhouses of the Bloodforge Devil Hall viewed the immortal cultivators of the Redmoon Immortal Hall.

"Our Bloodforge Devil Hall emphasizes real combat. Every battle is a dance with death," Xiong Yuan gestured towards the distant star. "Battles on the Dark Star unfold in the physical world, each challenge carrying the risk of permanent demise. Countless disciples have perished there over the eons."

Risk of permanent demise? Wu Yuan muttered to himself.

"So many people." Wu Yuan swept his gaze over the crowd, estimating their numbers to exceed ten thousand.

"Within the Dark Star, there are ten battle spaces, capable of accommodating ten cultivators simultaneously," Protectorate Xiong Yuan explained with a smile.

"Ordinarily, a Golden Core cultivator would only attempt it once every year or two. Hence, on regular days, the queue isn't this long."

Wu Yuan nodded slightly.

"However, with the Bloodforge about to begin, cultivators from millions of worldlets have started to arrive," Protectorate Xiong Yuan continued. "These newly-arrived Golden Core cultivators also have the right to attempt it, with one chance each year."

"Each successful level clear grants the challenger a reward. Understandably, this draws huge crowds of cultivators. In the final months before the Bloodforge, the queues may swell to over a million cultivators," Protectorate Xiong Yuan chuckled.

A million Golden Core cultivators? Wu Yuan's mind reeled at the staggering figures.

"The more attempts, the more deaths. Historically, before every Bloodforge Battle, a vast number of Golden Core cultivators don’t even make it to the Bloodforge itself, dying on the Dark Star instead," Protectorate Xiong Yuan said.

"Here is the information on each level of the Dark Star. Take it." With a wave of his hand, he handed a jade slip to Wu Yuan.

"Thank you, Protectorate." Wu Yuan accepted it and began to examine it straight away.

Soon, Wu Yuan formulated a plan in his mind.

"Let's go, I'll escort you in," Protectorate Xiong Yuan gripped Wu Yuan's shoulder, propelling them towards the entrance at breathtaking speed.

The overwhelming force left Wu Yuan with no chance to resist. Elysian Field Eminence could contend with a Void Refiner Eminence with their physical strength alone. How could a Spiritual Body youngster like Wu Yuan possibly resist?

"Protectorate, shouldn't we queue?" Wu Yuan couldn't help but ask.

"The High Immortal is eagerly waiting for you to bring him good news. Queue? What queue?" Protectorate Xiong Yuan retorted, leading Wu Yuan into the Dark Star.

Their actions drew the ire of the thousands of Golden Core cultivators waiting in line, their grumbles of discontent rising like a wave:

"Why does he get to cut in line?"

"I've never seen that Spiritual Body cultivator before."

"Why don't they have to queue?"

"Why aren't the Amethyst Cradle Reverends stopping them?"

Sharp rebukes cut through the complaints:

"Silence! That's a Void Refiner Protectorate; he has the right to bring someone in directly. After living in the Origin Blood World for so long, you still don't understand the rules?"

"All of you had better shut up. Want to skip the line? Fine, invite a Void Refiner Protectorate or clear level seven."

"Quiet." More than ten Amethyst Cradle Reverends materialized in the air, their growls echoing ominously.

Furthermore, quite a few Amethyst Cradle enforcers brandished special whips, lashing out at the noisiest Golden Core cultivators. Pain silenced the queue, as Wu Yuan and Xiong Yuan vanished into the depths of the Dark Star.