Chapter 1158

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Protagonist:

Xu Zhangqing

Zhao Ziyue tapped the bamboo fishing rod on the flat boat, and the surface of the Chaos Sea beneath the boat swelled up a wave on its own, carrying the flat boat toward the direction of the golden light at an inconceivable speed.

Xu Zhangqing's figure flickered, landing on the bow of the Lei Ming Yin Dragon Boat; the hundred-zhang giant ship crackled with purple lightning, following closely behind the flat boat.

When the two arrived, no fewer than eight hundred cultivators had already surrounded the golden light, along with dense, innumerable insect swarms.

Everyone's gazes were fixed dead-center on the object in the middle of the golden light.

It was a three-legged round tripod.

The tripod body was only three feet high, its entire body a gray-white color even more ancient than Chaos.

It looked as if it had existed since the birth of the universe.

Countless reliefs were engraved on the tripod body; the content of the reliefs was neither rare birds and strange beasts, nor Immortals and gods, but a complete diagram of the Star River's flow.

It was not static; rather, it flowed on the tripod body.

The entire cycle of the Star River from birth to extinction replayed again and again on the tripod body.

On the three legs of the three-legged round tripod were respectively engraved three ancient Dao patterns that no one recognized.

Not a single person present could recognize the meaning of those three Dao patterns.

But everyone could sense that they emitted complete Time Law, Space Law, and Life and Death Law.

The three Laws were sealed by the Dao patterns within the three legs, independent of each other yet seamlessly integrated.

"Could it be, this is the Star River Tripod?!"

"Is it real or fake?"

"Isn't that just a legend?"

"If it's real, that's an Immortal's artifact!"

Some guessed, some were shocked, some marveled.

The Nine Dragons Supreme Pearl is the Dragon Race's supreme treasure; refining it grants the Nine Dragon Power, walking the path of sanctifying the flesh body.

But this Star River Tripod seals a complete Star River.

It is a Star River completely stripped from a certain already-destroyed Star Domain, possessing an independent Law system.

The Star River that once existed is now sealed by the tripod's power within a square inch.

Time, Space, and Life and Death — these three Laws are the foundation supporting the Star River's operation.

If one can refine this tripod, it is equivalent to possessing a complete Star River.

The Star Power, Law Power, and Life and Death Power within can be used by the holder.

Even, the holder can borrow the Star River within the tripod to evolve their own Laws.

Comprehension of Time Law, control of Space Law, deduction of Life and Death Law — all can be completed within the tripod, completely free from external interference.

This is not a weapon, but an independent Great Dao embryo.

Everyone present went mad at this moment.

Eight hundred cultivators attacked almost simultaneously.

Magic Treasures, divine abilities, spells, etc., bombarded the Star River Tripod's location like a rainstorm.

However, no one dared be the first to grab it, because whoever took it would become everyone's target.

Thus, the battle entered its most tragic stage from the very first moment.

Everyone used their strongest means to attack the competitor nearest to them.

The Vacuum Homeland's insect swarms likewise joined the melee.

Their strategy was completely different from the cultivators'.

The insect swarms split into hundreds of small insect groups, each fighting on its own, simultaneously attacking all cultivators present.

This was not contending for a supreme treasure at all, but taking advantage of the chaos to hunt and kill.

Chaos Lords were also attracted over.

That batch of Chaos Lords who had previously besieged the Secret Realm, chasing the cultivators' escape lights, arrived at this area and began indiscriminate attacks the moment they entered.

Tentacles flew, fangs gaped.

The erosive power of Chaos Laws was released without reservation; quite a few cultivators with insufficient cultivation were swept by the Chaos Laws, their flesh bodies collapsing on the spot.

For a time, the scene reached the peak of chaos.

Xu Zhangqing stood on the bow of the Lei Ming Yin Dragon Boat, Five-Colored Divine Light condensing in his palm, yet he did not rush to act.

His gaze passed over the battling cultivators and insect swarms, landing on that patch of Chaos Sea surface directly beneath the Star River Tripod.

That patch of sea surface was too calm, calm to the point of not seeming to be experiencing a cosmic tide.

The surrounding Chaos Fog was surging, the surrounding seawater was boiling, yet only that patch of sea surface did not stir a thread.

Zhao Ziyue also perceived it, transmitting his voice to Xu Zhangqing: "There's something down there."

As soon as his voice fell, that patch of calm Chaos Sea surface violently exploded.

A skull emerged from the sea bottom.

How large was that skull?

Just the part exposed above the sea surface exceeded two thousand zhang.

The skull's contour resembled a lion, but was ferocious ten million times more than a lion.

Nine curved horns grew on its forehead, each horn entwined with a Law remnant trace; between the remnant traces, lightning flashed and thunder roared.

Its two eyes were a pair of continuously collapsing Chaos Vortexes, and in the depths of the vortexes flickered a cold, dark blue light.

Any cultivator who met its gaze, those with slightly lower cultivation had their Divine Souls explode on the spot.

It had lurked at the bottom of the sea for who knows how long, waiting for precisely this moment.

"Chaos Giant Beast!"

"An existence whose physical body can shatter stars!"

"This is at least Mahayana Stage!"

"Run!"

The crowd exploded into chaos.

A Chaos Giant Beast comparable to the Mahayana Stage, its physical body tyrannically strong enough to shatter stars.

A single existence like this was a hundred times more terrifying than the previous five Chaos Lords combined.

At this moment, the Chaos Giant Beast gave these people no chance to escape.

It opened its mouth, revealing a mouthful of tusks as massive as mountain peaks, and a roar exploded from the depths of its throat.

The roar transformed into sound waves visible to the naked eye, sweeping out in all directions.

Where the sound waves passed, space cracked open with countless black fissures; dozens of cultivators were struck head-on by the sound waves, and before they could even let out a scream, both they and their magic treasures were shaken into minced dust.

The insect swarm of the Vacuum Homeland, even more, were shattered by this one roar to the tune of no less than tens of thousands, charred insect corpses crashing into the Chaos Sea like rain.

Immediately after, the Chaos Giant Beast raised a claw and slapped it down toward the densest part of the crowd.

The mere momentum of that claw descending pushed away all the Chaos Fog within a radius of a thousand li, creating a vacuum zone.

Over a hundred cultivators were slapped into meat paste by this palm, flesh and magic treasure fragments exploding into a bloody fireworks display in the void.

Xu Zhangqing stood at the bow of the Lei Ming Yin Longzhou, feeling the overwhelming pressure rushing at his face, and a trace of solemnity flashed in his eyes.

His cultivation was sufficient to contend head-on with a Spirit Severing cultivator.

But facing a Chaos Giant Beast comparable to the Mahayana Stage, relying on cultivation alone to clash head-on would not work.

The Five-Colored Divine Light can brush away all things, but this giant beast's body mass was too large.

The Chaos Giant Beast, obviously, had also noticed the Lei Ming Yin Longzhou and that small boat.

Roar—!

It turned its head, two giant vortex-like eyes locking onto the two of them, and another deep roar issued from the depths of its throat.

Its massive body turned toward this side.

The mere motion of turning its body stirred up giant waves several hundred zhang high.

Zhao Ziyue put down the fishing rod, then stood up; the face beneath the bamboo hat was seldomly serious by a few degrees. He turned his head and said to Xu Zhangqing: "Lao Xu, leave it to me."

He paused, then added: "You go get the tripod."

As his words fell, Zhao Ziyue took a step forward, his whole person standing in mid-air above the Chaos Sea surface.

The next second, a dark blue mark emerged on his forehead.

This is a mark every generation of Diao Yu Zhe possesses, the Gui Xu Seal.

Its shape is like a water drop, within which is sealed boundless Gui Xu Water, and every single drop of Gui Xu Water is an independent river!