World-Devouring Beast

The Black Dragon Little White flew on in silence, its enormous dragon eyes warily surveying everything within the primal chaos.

But just then—

Little White’s massive dragon body abruptly came to a halt!

“M-Master…”

A deep, suppressed dragon growl rumbled from ahead, carrying an instinctive tremor that seemed to reach deep into its very bones.

Everyone turned to look.

Ahead of them, the currents of primal chaos began to shift in a strange manner. They were no longer churning at random, but instead formed a regular vortex that spiraled inward.

Countless fragments of shattered worlds, meteor belts, and even an entire broken galaxy were being drawn by an invisible force, slowly converging toward a certain center.

What made their hearts tremble even more, however, was a sound.

It was not a sound in the physical sense, but a resonance that acted directly upon the soul, as though countless worlds were wailing, collapsing, and screaming in despair.

The sound was exceedingly faint, yet incomparably clear as it pierced through the primal chaos and reached the depths of everyone’s consciousness.

“What is that?”

Xiao Ruobai and the others turned deathly pale. They could feel the spiritual power within their bodies falling into disorder beyond their control.

It was the natural suppression that lower-level lifeforms experienced when faced with an existence of a higher level.

Then, they saw it.

At the center of the vortex, an enormous silhouette slowly emerged.

At first, it was merely a vague shadow. But as its full form gradually became clear, everyone drew in a sharp breath.

That thing could not be called a living creature at all. It was more like some nightmare condensed from the primal chaos itself.

Its body was as immense as a mid-sized great world, and the shadow it cast was enough to blot out several starfields.

Every breath it took stirred up storms in the primal chaos.

Before it was a world that still emitted a faint glow, its barriers already covered in cracks.

Before it was a world that still emitted a faint glow, its barriers already covered in cracks.

Through those cracks, one could sense an indescribable despair emanating from within.

Stars fell, continents collapsed, oceans boiled and evaporated, and living beings released their final, soundless cries before an apocalyptic disaster.

It was the most mournful wail of an entire civilization, an entire ecosystem, and the consciousness of an entire world as they faced complete annihilation—a final, heartrending cry directed toward the void.

With every dimming of the world’s light, the desperate wailing weakened as well, as though a living creature were being forcibly drained of all its vitality and hope.

It was being torn and stretched apart by an invisible force, transformed into a stream of despairing light that flowed continuously into the gaping maw of that thing.

It was the sight of a world being devoured alive.

“Th-The Void World-Eating Beast…”

Mo Yu’s pupils contracted to their utmost limits as a fragment of his inherited memories was awakened.

“A legendary chaos calamity that feeds on worlds. It is born at the Immortal King Realm, and once it reaches adulthood, it is comparable to an Immortal Emperor—or perhaps even stronger.”

The words “Immortal King” struck everyone’s hearts like a heavy hammer.

By now, they understood the hierarchy of the Immortal path clearly: True Immortal, Earth Immortal, Heavenly Immortal, Immortal Lord, Immortal King…

The gap between each major realm was as vast as a natural chasm.

Little White was currently at the peak of the Heavenly Immortal Realm, already powerful enough to suppress an entire great world. But before an Immortal King—

The pressure radiated by the World-Eating Beast merely by existing caused every one of its dragon scales to let out an anguished cry, as though they were being crushed beyond endurance.

And just then—

The World-Eating Beast seemed to sense something and stopped swallowing.

Slowly, ever so slowly, it turned an eyeball larger than a star. Its cold, emotionless gaze pierced through the primal chaos and locked precisely onto the group.

“Roar—!!!!!!!!”

A silent roar exploded through the primal chaos. There was no sound, yet everyone felt as though their souls had been struck violently by a massive hammer.

Blood simultaneously seeped from the corners of Xiao Ruobai, Fatty Wang, and the others’ mouths. Little White let out a muffled cry of pain, golden blood oozing between its dragon scales.

Then, the Void World-Eating Beast moved.

It did not charge over clumsily. An existence of that level had long since surpassed the physical laws governing movement.

The region of primal chaos spanning billions upon billions of miles instantly froze.

Countless translucent tentacles, formed from shattered laws and chaotic energy, emerged from the void. They wove together into a devouring net that covered and sealed everything.

Once caught in that net, even a complete great world would be broken down and digested within a short time, becoming nourishment for the beast.

The net slowly closed in—

toward the Black Dragon, toward Gu Changge and the others.

Little White strained with all its might to flap its wings and escape, only to discover that the surrounding space had already hardened into a solid plate of iron.

Ling Xi closed her eyes, her fingers digging deeply into her palms.

Fang Hanyu’s sword trembled madly within its sheath, yet he could not draw it.

At the instant the enormous net was about to close—

Gu Changge opened his eyes.

He raised his right hand and faced the net that blotted out the heavens and earth, faced the terrifying giant beast behind it whose size rivaled that of a world—

and gently clenched his hand.

“Still.”

One word.

Plain and unadorned. It carried no imposing force, generated no fluctuation, and did not even stir the slightest ripple in the currents of primal chaos.

Yet the enormous net, powerful enough to devour worlds, froze a thousand miles away from the Black Dragon.

The next moment, a ray of light spread from Gu Changge’s fingertips, swept across the primal chaos, and entered the immense body of the World-Eating Beast.

Immediately afterward, the beast’s colossal body, vast enough to rival a world, began to silently disintegrate from the head downward.

It transformed into the most primitive chaotic energy and returned to this expanse of nothingness.

The entire process was terrifyingly quiet.

That calamity, which had caused even a peak Heavenly Immortal’s soul to tremble and was powerful enough to devour worlds with ease—an existence at least on the level of an Immortal King—

did not even have time to release a cry of anguish before vanishing into thin air beneath a casual stroke from Gu Changge.

The frozen primal chaos began to flow once more.

Ahead of them, the chaos was empty. Only the world that had just been half-devoured and was on the verge of collapse remained, still emitting a faint, mournful glow.

A deathly silence descended upon the Black Dragon’s back.

Xiao Ruobai’s body was still trembling slightly, but it was not from fear. It was the uncontrollable reaction of his body after experiencing an extreme shock.

Fang Hanyu finally gripped the hilt of his sword, only to discover that his palm was drenched in cold sweat. Just now, he had not even been able to form the thought of drawing his sword.

In Little White’s enormous dragon pupils were reflected the empty primal chaos ahead, as well as the white-robed figure sitting calmly at the dragon’s head, whose clothes had not moved even once.

Suddenly, it remembered the first time it had met its master, long ago, when it had still been a flood dragon.

Back then, it had thought that its master was like a mountain, like a towering peak.

Now, it understood.

Even mountains and peaks had an end.

But its master did not.

Ling Xi slowly opened her eyes and looked at Gu Changge’s back. Something flashed violently within her gaze before finally turning into a sigh so faint it was almost inaudible.

Gu Changge paid no attention to the others’ reactions. His gaze rested on the place where the World-Eating Beast had vanished.

Beneath his sleeve, his fingers shifted rapidly, forming an incomparably profound ancient seal. Then, toward the place where the World-Eating Beast had dissipated—and toward the location where he himself stood—he pressed it down silently.