Mythical Era: I Evolved Into A Stellar-Level Beast
Chapter 1547 - 1547 581 Primordial God Demon Six Domains of

Chapter 1547: Chapter 581: Primordial God Demon, Six Domains of the Human Race in Ancient Times_2 Chapter 1547: Chapter 581: Primordial God Demon, Six Domains of the Human Race in Ancient Times_2 This is also the reason why Demon God Level existences are difficult to be ambushed; every time a Civilization Great War erupts, Demon God Level powerhouses face each other head-on.

Jack Clark, too, would sense something through his profoundly mysterious Heart’s Eye immediately if someone wished to ambush him.

Therefore, the return of the Mysterious Martial Sky King and others was merely a precaution; they would not take action proactively.

They were waiting for Jack Clark, who, as a master of Time-Type Divine Power, and also possessing the Divine Power to erase his own existence, was actually a significant restraint to Diorus.

At this moment, the opening ceremony below came to an end, and the hostess, a beauty, stepped onto the massive Martial Arts Arena, her voice filled with excitement, “The first National Martial Arts Competition will now officially begin.”

“This competition is divided into two rounds, the first round being a draw for matchups, where each person must fight three matches. Winners gain a point, losers lose a point, to determine the top thirty-two of the nation.”

“The second round will be knockout matches, one-on-one to decide the top sixteen, eight, four, and finally the championship match. We now begin the draw.”

As the hostess announced, countless names flashed across the big screen, finally showing two rows of Red Large Characters.

South Sky Martial Height’s Marcus Lindsay, Secret Martial Arts Institute’s Zhang Tianyi.

And just as the national competition began, in the Crystal Faceted World beneath the Capital City base, a wide expanse of a planar continent phantom, measuring ten thousand kilometers, was suspended in mid-air.

Within the plane, black Tornadoes reached from Earth to Heaven, shattering everything, and bolts of lightning, thick as tens of meters, exploded throughout Heaven and Earth like the ferocious roars of Thunder Dragons, their might terrifying.

Above this world of hurricane and thunder, a Golden-White Great Sun hung in the sky, scattering endless light and heat, dispelling the darkness.

At the center of this plane stood an enormous, towering, and intact Black Stone Gate, invisibly radiating a heavy aura that suppressed Heaven and Earth.

Atop the Gateway to Heaven that suppressed Heaven and Earth, sat a Demon God, thousands of meters tall, with three faces and ten arms.

The Demon God’s arms were positioned in front of his body, one hand pointing to the sky and the other to the ground, as he slowly opened his eyes, his gaze indifferent, cold, devoid of any emotional ripple.

Behind him, the eight arms still held the Golden-White Great Sun, the purple lightning spear, and the nine-layered Golden Door wrapped in black Dragon Patterns, just as before.

There were also black chains that reached into the Void, and a Grey Wheel manifesting the rules of Death.

However, where there was once an arm supporting the pitch-black door, it was now holding a Seal with a black base edged with some purple-golden patterns.

Inside the Seal, a hazy white orb slowly rotated, faintly radiating a terrifying power in hibernation, exuding a mysterious aura of primordial creation.

The remaining two arms were raised upwards, gently cradling the spinning Golden-White light wheel.

At this moment, the Golden-White light wheel appeared like a transparent, ‘blank’ world, seemingly empty, yet emitting an overwhelming and heavy sensation to those who beheld it.

After ‘four days,’ Jack Clark had completed his Transformation. He felt incredibly powerful, yet at the same time somewhat weak.

The strength came from the fusion of all his powers with a strand of Primordial Origin, culminating in an advancement.

Whether it was his True Demon God Body or his mastery of the Rule, including the Supreme Power Rules, as well as the primordial Rule still in embryo form within the Soul Emperor Seal.

At this point, Jack Clark’s realm in all aspects had reached the Heavenly King Limit, and he could take that step toward Transformation at any moment.

But the Crystal Faceted World contained not a trace of energy, and thus, after his breakthrough, Jack Clark lacked sufficient Heavenly Energy to consolidate, resulting in a realm achieved but internally empty.

To put it simply, he had gone from a one-thousand-meter glass bottle to a ten-thousand-meter alloy bottle, but the water inside remained the same.

This was even after Jack Clark, as an Innate Demon God, had continuously drawn energy from the Chaos Void to replenish himself over the past few days.

Moreover, Jack Clark had awoken forcibly this time.

Under normal conditions, he would need to hibernate in the Crystal Faceted World for several months or even a year or two, waiting to draw enough energy for the supreme breakthrough from the Chaos Void before awakening.

“I’m so hungry,” Jack Clark swallowed, feeling as if he could devour an Ancient Beast whole if it were placed in front of him right now.

Suppressing the intense hunger emanating from within, Jack Clark moved his thought, summoned the attribute page, and prepared to carefully examine the changes from this breakthrough.

But just at that moment, the grey mark on Jack Clark’s arm trembled slightly.

Immediately after, the surrounding Space-Time began to Distort, and from the depths of endless time and space, a strong pulling force was faintly transmitted — the Summoning of the Ancient Dueling Arena.

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When Jack Clark made his breakthrough as a Mythical King and returned to preside over the Eastern Region of Blue Star, he had once been pulled by a Time Silver Butterfly into an unknown space-time, arriving at an Arena.

It was a mysterious and special relic, enveloped by ancient rule forces. Whenever two duelers of the same realm were chosen, the rules would start to operate.

The only way for the duelers in the Arena to leave was to slay their opponent, and the rewards were astonishingly generous.

Powerful forbidden weapons of the rules, bloodline strength, and unmatched physical power—Jack’s rewards from that time included body reinforcement and a substantial amount of World Origin.

Thus, after a brief pause, Jack allowed that force to envelop him, and he disappeared without a trace.

At this instant, space-time came to a halt, and everything solidified.

Under the cover of that force, Jack felt himself continuously sinking, and, after an unknown amount of time, the frantic retreating myriad colors of light around him vanished.

Boom!

Jack, in a normal human form, descended from the sky. In an instant, the solid grey rocks in a kilometer radius shattered, lifting billowing smoke and dust that scattered in all directions with crackling sounds.

Standing amidst the rolling smoke and dust, Jack looked around with a calm expression.

It was still the same rough Arena made of giant rocks, now even larger, measuring ten thousand kilometers in length and width.

The surrounding mountain walls towered into the clouds, reaching a height of a thousand kilometers, with the mottled bloodstains on the edge exuding an even more terrifying aura.

Meanwhile, around the vast Arena, thousands of stone statues of various shapes, towering tens to hundreds of thousands of meters high, stood in the audience seats, emitting a subtle and terrifying aura that surpassed the ancients.

As Jack surveyed his surroundings, suddenly a cold, proud voice with a hint of surprise spoke up from behind, “This time, my opponent turns out to be a human.”

“Your presence here means your talent is not weak. I wonder from which domain of the Six Domains of Human you hail, from which royal family?”

Suppressing the intense hunger surging within him, Jack’s thoughts moved, summoning the attribute page, ready to meticulously examine the various changes of this breakthrough.

But just then, the grey mark on Jack’s arm began to tremble slightly.

Immediately after, the surrounding space-time started to distort, and from the depths of the infinite space-time, a powerful pulling force emerged, the summoning of the Ancient Dueling Arena.

When Jack Clark made his breakthrough as a Mythical King and returned to preside over the Eastern Region of Blue Star, he had once been pulled by a Time Silver Butterfly into an unknown space-time, arriving at an Arena.

It was a mysterious and special relic, enveloped by ancient rule forces. Whenever two duelers of the same realm were chosen, the rules would start to operate.

The only way for the duelers in the Arena to leave was to slay their opponent, and the rewards were astonishingly generous.

Powerful forbidden weapons of the rules, bloodline strength, and unmatched physical power—Jack’s rewards from that time included body reinforcement and a substantial amount of World Origin.

Thus, after a brief pause, Jack allowed that force to envelop him, and he disappeared without a trace.

At this instant, space-time came to a halt, and everything solidified.

Under the cover of that force, Jack felt himself continuously sinking, and, after an unknown amount of time, the frantic retreating myriad colors of light around him vanished.

Boom!

Jack, in a normal human form, descended from the sky. In an instant, the solid grey rocks in a kilometer radius shattered, lifting billowing smoke and dust that scattered in all directions with crackling sounds.

Standing amidst the rolling smoke and dust, Jack looked around with a calm expression.

It was still the same rough Arena made of giant rocks, now even larger, measuring ten thousand kilometers in length and width.

The surrounding mountain walls towered into the clouds, reaching a height of a thousand kilometers, with the mottled bloodstains on the edge exuding an even more terrifying aura.

Meanwhile, around the vast Arena, thousands of stone statues of various shapes, towering tens to hundreds of thousands of meters high, stood in the audience seats, emitting a subtle and terrifying aura that surpassed the ancients.

As Jack surveyed his surroundings, suddenly a cold, proud voice with a hint of surprise spoke up from behind, “This time, my opponent turns out to be a human.”

“Your presence here means your talent is not weak. I wonder from which domain of the Six Domains of Human you hail, from which royal family?”

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