Mythical Era: My Evolution into a Celestial Beast-Chapter 690: The Hell Apostle, Soon to Return to the Blue Planet (III)

Chapter 690: The Hell Apostle, Soon to Return to the Blue Planet (III)

As Krist departed, the remaining alien deities also withdrew their wills.

Once Chen Chu sensed that their gazes had disappeared, he finally retracted his power. Instantly, his three-hundred-meter-tall true form began to shrink, and the overwhelming pressure that had shaken the heavens and earth gradually faded.

Upon returning to his normal size, Chen Chu's aura weakened slightly.

After all, during his battle, he had fully unleashed his Battle Demon God Dragon Emperor form and exerted peak power to erase the true forms of three demon kings, each comparable to a beginning-stage great demon king.

Furthermore, he had traveled over two hundred thousand kilometers, expended vast amounts of divine law power, and obliterated the divine regions of three gods. Even for him, this level of exertion was significant.

Of course, this exhaustion was only in terms of divine law power and law origin. His physical body was just getting warmed up.

After resting briefly, Chen Chu got to work. Now that the battle was over, it was time to reap the spoils. Over the years, the Demon God Cult had plundered vast resources while occupying this land, especially the forbidden zones rich in precious materials.

All of these treasures had been under the control of the three demon kings. However, because the battle had been so intense, it took Chen Chu some time to locate their spatial storage equipment. Eventually, he found them inside a spatial rift, a sea of lava, and a fissure plunging ten thousand meters into the earth.

Among the spoils, he discovered a black pouch the size of a fist, marked with intricate dark-red patterns, a beast bone necklace as large as a basin, and a ring that could be worn around the neck.

After securing his loot, Chen Chu's left wrist shimmered with light, and in an instant, a black-and-red fighter jet with an ominous, fierce design appeared. It was his personal aircraft—Yunxiao No.1.

Boom!

The fighter jet soared into the sky, shattering the air with a deafening roar. In the blink of an eye, it turned into a mere black dot, speeding toward the Thirtieth Legion's stationed base.

Inside the cockpit, Chen Chu sat in his seat, recovering from the battle's exhaustion while simultaneously retrieving the spatial equipment he had collected. One by one, he erased the remnants of spiritual will within them and took inventory of his spoils.

Once he finished checking all five spatial equipment, a brilliant smile spread across his face.

These belonged to five powerful beings, with the weakest among them at the late stage of the mythical level. Though much of the god-level resources they had used for their cultivation had already been depleted, what remained still astonished Chen Chu.

A mountainous pile of top-level resources, rare minerals, an abundance of ordinary god-level resources, numerous high-grade god-level resources, and even specialized weapons—including those of alien civilizations affiliated with the Demon God Cult—were now in his possession.

After a rough estimate, Chen Chu realized the total value of these resources exceeded five million merit points, and this wasn’t even considering the contribution he would receive for destroying the Demon Cult Alliance.

Among the spoils, the most valuable was an alien race's weapon seized from Demon King Anselm.

This weapon bore similarities to the True Martial Divine Stele, wielded by Heavenly King Zhenwu, a cornerstone artifact of an entire civilization’s foundation. However, it was noticeably weaker and couldn't be used recklessly.

With that, Chen Chu began meticulously sorting through the resources, setting aside those that would be useful to him and preparing to donate the rest to the Federation.

From the very beginning of his cultivation journey, the Federation had provided him with abundant resources and support. Although this was largely due to his outstanding talent, Chen Chu was not someone who would forget his roots.

Now that he had ascended to the king level, it was time for him to give back. Aside from that, it was now September 13th, meaning over two months had passed since he entered the mythical world. Chen Chu planned to return home for a visit.

Of course, he wasn’t going back just to show off. Last year, the freshman entrance ceremony had been held on September 4th, the second day of the new semester. The time he had agreed upon with Xia Youhui and the others had long passed.

His primary reason for returning was to check on Zhang Xiaolan and Chen Hu, as well as deliver some resources to certain individuals such as General Ling Yi, the commander of the southern battlefield.

Back when he reached the late stage of the Fifth Heavenly Realm, he had participated in the mission to hunt down the soul avatar of a god. The mission reward had been a top-level secret scripture, but Ling Yi had given him two.

The additional one had been exchanged using Ling Yi’s personal merit points, helping Chen Chu develop his own secret scripture. He had always remembered this favor.

There were also others who had aided him along the way, such as Pang Long, a teacher he had little interaction with but who had still helped him, and Liu Feixu, who had looked after him. Chen Chu had noted all of these debts with gratitude.

Then there was Xia Youhui, his closest friend, as well as classmates like Lin Xue, for whom he had also prepared gifts.

For Chen Chu, the top-level resources and ordinary god-level resources he had acquired were now of little use. However, for Xia Youhui and other high-level cultivators, they were incredibly precious.

Especially Xia Youhui. Back when they were only at the Second Heavenly Realm, he had given Chen Chu a batch of Blue Crystals, which were considered extremely expensive at the time.

While Chen Chu’s later rapid growth from Life Crystals meant he no longer relied on Blue Crystals, he still remembered this favor.

Then there was Chen Hu, whose Innate Tyrant Body required an immense amount of energy. Eating ordinary mutated beast meat alone wouldn’t be enough to fully unlock his body’s potential.

On top of that, Chen Hu's cultivation path would demand even greater resources. His foundation was simply too formidable, meaning he needed to prepare early.

Although the Federation would undoubtedly provide him with resource support once he officially enrolled in a high school, Chen Chu wanted to lay an even stronger foundation for him in advance.

Once Chen Hu began his cultivation, he would likely shatter numerous records—perhaps Foundation Building in a single day, advancing straight to the Third Heavenly Realm, and reaching the Fourth Realm within a month...

In addition, Zhang Xiaolan’s body also needed conditioning. Although ordinary people couldn’t cultivate, the Federation possessed a top-level resource that could forcefully establish a foundation.

If he could find a way to exchange for some mild, energy-rich god-level resources, he could enhance Zhang Xiaolan’s physique to a level comparable to that of a Fourth Heavenly Realm cultivator.

Even if she never cultivated true martial arts, possessing a strong body would still grant her some self-defense capabilities. Most importantly, however, the second mythical surge was approaching.

If the Federation failed to withstand it, and the Blue Planet was swallowed by the mythical world, she would at least be able to survive the transcendent energy infusion, rather than perishing under its overwhelming force.

That said, after donating all of the unused resources to the Federation, Chen Chu planned to exchange the merit points from slaying five demon kings and gods for more Life Crystals.

Though he had already reached the mythical level, meaning there were no longer arts or abilities he needed to enhance, burning attribute points to enter a state of epiphany was still incredibly valuable to him.

While in a state of epiphany, his law comprehension speed was a hundred times faster than normal. Burning attribute points would allow him to rapidly push his laws to the intermediate and advanced stages, ultimately stepping into the realm of the heavenly kings.

Suddenly, Chen Chu felt overwhelmed by how busy he was, even though he had already broken through and become a lofty mythical king.

As he flew toward the Expansion Division, on the Blue Planet, inside a stylishly decorated café in Wujiang City, Xia Youhui and Li Hao sat chatting near the floor-to-ceiling windows. Between them were some pastries and drinks.

Since it was Saturday, a rest day, the commercial street outside was bustling. Couples walked hand in hand, while office workers took advantage of their rare break.

Watching the endless stream of people passing by, Xia Youhui sighed. "Just like that, a whole year has passed. Time really flies."

Sitting across from him, the burly, giant-like Li Hao nodded in agreement. "Yeah, in just a year, you've broken through to the Sixth Heavenly Realm, while I've reached the Eighth."

Xia Youhui rolled his eyes. "Li Hao, can you stop bringing up the Eighth Realm? Since you got back, you've said it at least eight hundred times."

Li Hao chuckled. "I'll try to be mindful next time. Unless someone asks me directly, I won’t mention that I reached the Eighth Heavenly Realm in just one year."

...Damn it. Xia Youhui no longer wanted to talk to this guy.

Ever since Li Hao had unexpectedly returned more than a week ago, he had been constantly inviting him, Lin Xue, and other friends out for tea, casually slipping in the fact that he had reached the Eighth Heavenly Realm. It was as if he was afraid people wouldn’t know he had broken through.

As a result, after going out with him once or twice, Lin Xue, Bai Mu, and the others stopped showing up. Not only did they not want to hear Li Hao brag, but his boasting was so blatantly obvious that it was painfully awkward.

Thinking about this, Xia Youhui couldn’t help but feel both envious and annoyed.

So what if he’s gotten lucky and broken through to the Eighth Realm ahead of time? If given some time, I'm confident that I can break through as well. What’s there to be so smug about? Besides, Ah Chu is even stronger.

At that thought, Xia Youhui asked, "Li Hao, didn’t you say that when you got back, Ah Chu was already at the peak of the Ninth Realm? When do you think he’ll break through to become a king?"

"Hmm... I can’t say for sure. I don’t have any experience breaking through to the king level myself."

After a moment’s hesitation, Li Hao added, "But the gap between the king level and transcendent realms is a massive chasm. Even with Chen Chu’s insane talent, I’d say it’ll take at least one or two months."

Xia Youhui shook his head. "Nah, I don’t think it’ll take that long. Given Ah Chu’s cultivation speed, I’d say half a month at most."

Saying that, Xia Youhui suddenly became excited. "A king, huh? Damn, I, Xia Youhui, actually have a king-level brother! That’s insane! Hahaha!

"Plus, my older brother has also broken through to the Ninth Realm. Once the freshman entrance ceremony is over in two days, I’m applying to enter the mythical world. Let’s see who dares to mess with me then!"

Due to the Federation's revision of its foundational cultivation curriculum, this year’s high school freshmen entrance had been postponed by ten days, so Xia Youhui and his peers had yet to enter the mythical world.

Seeing Xia Youhui so gleeful, even Li Hao had to admit that his luck was incredible.

A freakishly talented good friend who could potentially reach the mythical level in just over one year, and an equally gifted older brother who had broken through to the Ninth Heavenly Realm before turning twenty. Once Xia Youhui entered the mythical world, he really would be untouchable.

Well, at least within human territory. If he dared to venture outside...

At that thought, Li Hao suddenly smirked and said, "Xia Youhui, I suggest that when you enter the mythical world, you don’t go around telling people that Chen Chu is your good friend and that your older brother is Xia Zuo."

Xia Youhui blinked, caught off guard. "Huh? Why not?"

"Because you’ll immediately be targeted by the Purgatory Clan’s Assassination Division. They might even send Ninth Heavenly Realm demons to hunt you down."

In an instant, Xia Youhui’s expression froze. He had almost forgotten about that.