King of Titans and Dragons
Chapter 929 - 929 917 The Tentacles of Star Civilization

Chapter 929: Chapter 917: The Tentacles of Star Civilization Chapter 929: Chapter 917: The Tentacles of Star Civilization “Go challenge the Baghda of other tribes!” The elder’s mouth widened slightly. Although ever since Ule obtained the cultivation method of the Baghda, he brought numerous surprises, none had come close to the shock that Ule’s current declaration evoked.

“Yes!” Muria nodded, “I have challenged all the powerful creatures around the tribe, and now they run away at the sight of me. They no longer qualify as my opponents. So, I need new challenges.”

“Ule, you have already surpassed all the Baghda of our Tunan Tribe before you. Aren’t you satisfied with that level?” asked the elder with a hint of helplessness, unable to comprehend his own kin’s propensity for combat.

“Not enough, far from enough!” Muria shook his head and then replied with finality, “I need to become even stronger! My current strength is still not enough to conquer the Mesha.”

“If that’s the case, then go!” Seeing Muria’s resolute will, the elder gave up on persuading him any further. With such an unprecedentedly powerful Baghda, once he decided to do something, there was no stopping him.

“What does mere Golden Peak strength count for?” After informing the elder, Muria left the treehouse, glanced at his palm, and shook his head with disdain.

Then, he went straight to his home to speak to his parents.

…After a while, Muria looked helplessly at the more than ten Yikong People around him, including his father, “To challenge the Baghda of other tribes, I alone am enough; there’s no need for you all to come along!”

“Little Ule, are you disdaining us? We follow you because we want to witness the grandeur of your victories over the Baghda of other tribes. Don’t you even want us to see that?”

Seeing Muria’s helpless expression, a Yikong person joked with a smile.

“Don’t worry, Ule, we won’t hold you back. Just go ahead and challenge; we’ll be watching by your side.”

“Alright then!” Looking at these enthusiastic kinsfolk, Muria sighed, and then agreed to let them accompany him on the journey.

“Meow Star!” Having decided to take his people with him, Muria called out toward a treehole, and then, a massive and ferocious black giant beast leaped out from within.

This was a tiger-like giant beast, almost ten meters in length, with a tail of about three meters and a standing height of four meters. Its body was covered with black shells, with fierce barbs at the joints, and it had a crescent-shaped single horn on its head.

This was Muria’s recently acquired mount, the Horned Armored Beast, which due to its resemblance to a feline, Muria had named Meow Star.

And just like the way he had tamed Meow Star, he enforced the name until the beast acknowledged it. Now, at the utterance of this name, Meow Star would come out immediately, very obediently.

“Let’s go!” Muria mounted Meow Star’s neck, leading the charge out of the tribe with the ten-plus Yikong People riding their Windbreak Steeds close behind, and their flying companions, the Blue Creek Beasts, following high in the sky.

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“I, Ule of the Tunan Tribe Baghda, have come to challenge your tribe’s Baghda!” Soon, Muria arrived at the first tribe riding Meow Star, revealing the unique mark of the Baghda on his body, which under the sunlight was still radiant, never losing its glow – the God’s Pattern.

“The Baghda from the Tunan Tribe, our tribe has yet to produce a Baghda as young as you, so regrettably, we have let you down!”

Shortly after, a group of Yikong People approached Muria, and one of them, who seemed to be their leader, looked at Muria young face atop the Horned Armored Beast and responded respectfully.

“Not one? Then never mind.” Muria shook his head in disappointment, retracting the God’s Pattern from his body, noting the Yikong People’s phrasing.

Their tribe’s younger generation did not have a Baghda, but there should be an existence similar to the elder of the Tunan Tribe, aged Baghda whose bodily functions had declined and were no longer at their peak.

Muria had no intention of forcing an elderly individual to engage in combat with his last breath; that would be too reprehensible.

In the end, Muria and the Yikong People following him left, and at that moment, he gained some understanding of the difficulty of becoming a Baghda.

Fortunately, when Muria reached the second Yikong tribe, which was nearing two thousand strong, there happened to be a prime-aged Baghda, who gladly accepted Muria’s challenge.

However, once both parties stood on an open plain revealing their God’s Patterns, the discrepancy became glaringly apparent. Muria’s God’s Pattern was intricate, bright, and radiant; under its covering, Muria transformed into a humanoid luminous body.

The Baghda accepting his challenge could only cover his upper body with his God’s Pattern, appearing sparse in comparison. Next to Muria, the lesser was evident.

The ensuing battle was anticlimactic; Muria’s physical condition, strength of constitution, power, speed, and even combat skills completely overwhelmed the Blue Sky Tribe’s Baghda. The fight was simply a one-sided thrashing.

“The Baghda of the Tunan Tribe, Muria, I admit defeat!” The Baghda from Blue Sky Tribe lay on the ground like a pile of mud, feeling somewhat helpless and equally frustrated as he shouted. At this moment, the joints of his hands and feet were twisted, and he had completely lost control over his limbs.

“You’re too weak, you still need more training!” Muria said to the Baghda lying on the ground, who had no choice but to admit defeat.

“Baghda of Tunan, did you come here just to show off your strength to our tribe?” At that time, a female member of the Yi Kong people angrily questioned Muria.

“Of course not!”

“If that’s the case, then why did you beat my husband to such a state?” Baghda’s wife pointed at her husband lying on the ground, looking like a pile of mud, her expression highly agitated as the tribe members beside her held her back from rushing over.

“Hahaha, this is a battle skill I’ve developed. While it might make the target look quite miserable afterward, in reality, there will be no harm if it’s done correctly.”

Seeing this Baghda’s angry fellow tribesmen, Muria laughed heartily. He had just had a sudden inspiration and, taking advantage of the Yi Kong people’s skeletal structure, had disbanded all of their joints with an Otherworld version of the ‘Bone Shattering Hand’.

Click! Click! Muria went to the side of this Baghda of the Blue Sky Tribe and realigned all of the joint bones he had disconnected amid the teeth-gritting sound of bones snapping back into place.

And when they saw their Baghda of the Blue Sky Tribe unharmed, the hostility from the Yi Kong people who had come to watch the fight dissipated immediately, which allowed the thirteen Tunan Yi Kong people following Muria to relax.

Afterward, Muria stayed overnight in the Blue Sky Tribe at the insistence of this Baghda, and then resumed his challenge journey the next morning at dawn.

This time, the number of Yi Kong people following him had doubled, and the additional Yi Kong people were none other than the defeated Baghda of the Blue Sky Tribe and some of his elite tribesmen.

The lives of the Yi Kong people in this world were too leisurely, and once someone became a Baghda, the idleness was sometimes painfully boring. So, when they encountered Muria, who proclaimed his intent to overthrow every Baghda of the Ayalei Forest, these folks, who were already bored to death, suddenly became very interested and naturally followed him. After all, it made no significant difference to their tribe whether he was present or not.

How lonely it is to be invincible!

This was the truest reflection in Muria’s heart after finding and challenging one Yi Kong Tribe and Baghda after another.

And as his challenges continued, the reputation of the Baghda of Tunan, Ule, truly began to spread throughout this forest. As he displayed this invincible grace, more and more Yi Kong people started following him, among them a considerable number of Baghdas.

These Yi Kong people all wanted to see whether Muria really could maintain this invincible stance through the entire Ayalei Forest…

The forest was trembling, the beasts were running, and a massive cluster of black clouds floated in the sky. It was a flying troop comprised of over three hundred individuals riding on Blue Creek Beasts. Below this large flying troop was a cavalry unit twice their number.

Leading this troop was a Yi Kong person riding on a majestic and fierce black Horned Armored Beast, which was the Reincarnated Body of Muria. And these Yi Kong people, now comparable in number to an ordinary tribe, had gradually gathered around him through the challenges he undertook during this time.

In the beginning, these Yi Kong people followed him out of curiosity to watch the excitement. Now, as Muria continually maintained his unbeatable form, the eyes of those who initially followed him had gradually changed.

His strength began to impress them, and their act of following him transformed from mere curiosity to genuine allegiance.

“Hmm!” Muria suddenly stopped mid-journey, lifting his head towards the distant sky. As he halted, the Yi Kong people running behind him immediately came to a stop as well, showing their battle discipline.

“What’s the matter, Lord Wuer?” Muria’s abrupt move immediately prompted a Yi Kong person to step forward and inquire.

Muria gazed toward the distant sky without answering. Instead, he held out his hand, and a wooden spear three meters long was placed into his grasp.

Then, Muria grasped the long spear in his hand, shifted it slightly backward, muscles on his arm bulging subtly, as a series of Radiant God’s Patterns emerged around his wrist. Light began to surge into the wooden spear in his hand, which transformed the seemingly ordinary spear into a Glow Spear.

Boom!

Muria threw the Glow Spear from his hand, and a White Rainbow ascended diagonally from the ground, streaking across the sky as concentric circles of air blast impacts emerged, radiating outward and whipping up Furious Winds.

Boom! Rumble!

After a Shattering sound, without any pause, a violent explosion followed. In the previously empty sky, an object billowing black smoke appeared, tumbling towards the earth.

“Go and bring that thing to me!” Muria pointed towards where the unknown object had fallen, and several Yi Kong people immediately rode their Windbreak Steeds towards it.