Stronger from Earth-Chapter 106: Mushroom Cloud

The flood dragon soared into the sky, its massive body hundreds of feet long. If not for the deep night, many intelligent creatures would have looked up in awe.

"This creature is indeed exceptional, no wonder you’re reluctant to abandon this body," Yong Sanxing said, and Yong Sanheng nodded in approval.

"It’s incredibly difficult to penetrate a dragon. I only found the opportunity to parasitize it when it was young; otherwise, I wouldn’t even know how I’d die," Yong Sanlong said.

Once the Eternal Host Species evolve into intelligent beings, the first transformer gets a one-character name, and the third transformer gets a three-character name.

The fact that their names contain the number three indicates that they have undergone three transformations, and their cultivation level is on par with the Six-Armed Eight-Armed Celestial King race.

If the three of them were to merge into one, they could even form a Four Transformation entity, comparable to the Eight-Armed Celestial King.

The wind follows the Hu, and the clouds follow the Long. The flood dragon, Controlling the Sky, quickly reached the Gate of the World, witnessing the battle between Earth and the Celestial Race.

"Savages, no wonder they can’t defeat the Alien Race," Yong Sanxing said.

"With the destruction of this realm, you won’t fare well either. Keep your strength, and you’ll end up freezing your lips and teeth," declared the emperor of the Eight-Armed Celestial King Realm, a Celestial Immortal-level Celestial with twelve arms, towering hundreds of feet high.

Behind him stood four Eight-Armed still strong warriors, each having broken through in the past month, thanks to the fortune of the world. Naturally, these Eternal Host Species have also experienced cultivation breakthroughs.

He wasn’t conversing with Yong Sanxing but with Yong Four Venerable, at the peak of Four Transformations, not far from the fifth transformation.

In the Eight-Armed Celestial King Realm, the strength of the Eternal Host Species is second only to the Celestial Race. In the mountains, there are small beings that haven’t even undergone the first transformation, while most thrive in the ocean.

This evolved branch of Eternal Host Species is almost immune to salt, which, for the Celestial Race, is quite terrifying. Of course, this branch of Eternal Host Species seldom comes ashore, as there’s more food in the ocean.

"Rest assured, we won’t stand by idly. If possible, we’d prefer to venture into the Otherworld. That realm is larger, with enough food and space for our race to proliferate," said Yong Four Venerable, its ten-foot-tall body accompanied by dozens of exotic beasts, all evolved from the Eternal Host Species.

"Each of you, offer half of your flesh and blood to me. Once we merge as one, the grand emperor of the Eternal Host Species shall descend into this world!"

The Eternal Host Species behind it hesitated slightly but began to split their flesh, shrinking their bodies by half to offer their flesh.

One mass of flesh after another gathered on Yong Four Venerable’s body, becoming part of it. As its aura grew stronger, it began to transform.

In half a quarter hour, a gigantic exotic beast, dozens of feet tall, stood up—a Celestial Immortal-level Eternal Host Species had emerged!

The ruler of the Celestial Race feared Yong Five Venerable. Although in a physical clash, it wasn’t his match, if it risked everything to parasitize him, it would heavily wound his soul power.

The Six-Armed Celestial Race was no longer afraid of parasitism by the Eternal Host Species, as they could use spiritual power to detect minutiae and exterminate the soul vitality of the Eternal Host Species.

"On the frontline, we can’t invade the Otherworld. This task relies on you. I hope your actions are covert enough to deceive the True Immortals of the Otherworld and smuggle into the Otherworld."

Based on your nature, naturally, you will parasitize extensively, continuously weakening the Otherworld’s power. Meanwhile, you can use this as leverage in negotiations with the Otherworld.

This ruler inwardly felt somewhat envious. Although, in ancient times, the Celestial Race overcame the Eternal Host Species to become masters of this realm.

In this era, the Eternal Host Species once more had the opportunity to seek survival with their innate talents, expanding and thriving.

Casting a piece of flesh carelessly, it split into countless bodies, attaching to tens of thousands of soldiers in a legion.

"To battle! Yong Sanlong, you join the vanguard," ordered Yong Five Venerable.

The battle at the Realm Gate continued, with three hundred thousand Celestial warriors already dead out of one million. Yet, they were still unafraid.

Thousands of soldiers, with attached Eternal Host Species, moved in formation, commencing another near-suicidal assault.

"Charge!" Yong Sanlong roared, plunging into the Gate of the World.

The beams of laser guns, bullets from automatic rifles, and energy balls from super energy cannons shot at the dragon scale, forming a blood shield that blocked them externally.

The flood dragon’s tail lashed, aiming to break through the Gate of the World’s defenses as the Celestial army approached.

Several super energy beams struck it, and energy balls capable of piercing mountains broke through its defense, leaving its flesh charred and heavily wounded.

The flood dragon seethed with rage, thinking how it wouldn’t have been hit if not for the narrow corridor within the Realm Gate!

"You have no chance!"

Under the super energy cannon’s bombardment, dozens of feet of flesh from the flood dragon’s tail vanished. Yet, it soared backward, smashing a super energy emitter with its tail, rushing into Earth’s world.

But before it could celebrate, it heard a cold laugh.

"Even a bug dares to be rampant?!"

A True Immortal from the Three Purity Palace tossed a colored-glaze bottle, from which emerged a fire dragon, growing from finger-sized to a thousand feet, swallowing Yong Sanlong whole, leaving not even ashes.

The True Immortal from the Three Purity Palace sat back down. At this moment, numerous Celestial warriors surged at the Realm Gate, anticipating the laser celestial net that was set at the gate, slicing any advancing body into tens of thousands of pieces.

"Clean the battlefield!" A military command, as soldiers wielding super energy cannons approached, firing upon flesh piles, leaving only a heap of dust.

Just now, over a thousand Federation soldiers were turned into pulp by the flood dragon, marking the greatest loss since the campaign against the Eight-Armed Celestial King Realm began.

Yong Five Venerable frowned, as numerous Celestial warriors attached with bodies were dying. Fortunately, some successfully passed through the Realm Gate, landing in soil or clinging to the attire of alien warriors, some even drifting in the air.

The bodies weren’t active yet, merely clinging like dust, waiting for the chance to leave this area, far from those True Immortal figures.

"This counts as success. You must hold the Realm Gate well. Don’t waste further lives. Given the other side’s strength, you cannot enter the Otherworld, making a counterattack a joke.

Secure the Realm Gate, seal it, and we still have several years to live. Our cultivation might break through once again.

By then, even if the world collapses, we will pay some price to escape this realm, enter Xingyu, and seek another chance at survival."

Concluding, Yong Five Venerable departed, its gaze turning to the sea. It must quickly devour life forms to boost its strength in the forthcoming days.

"Boom!"

A thunderous explosion, a hundred miles away, instantly raised a white sun over a city, rising to form a mushroom cloud as the high temperature melted everything around, the shock wave sweeping outward.

The scene was clearly visible to the ruler of the Celestial Race, whose gaze turned cold. He immediately dispatched an Eight-Armed King to investigate, knowing that a few bugs had seemingly slipped into the Eight-Armed Celestial King Realm.

Yet, in just a few breaths, another mushroom cloud rose two hundred miles away, over an ancient royal city—a place where a king had once risen.

This sight enraged him further: "Capture him! Kill him!"

The pair of white mushroom clouds, visible even at night, had already slain four hundred thousand Celestial race members, an incomprehensible figure.

On a distant mountain peak, a ferocious Hu opened its mouth, though no sound emerged. Only a grapefruit-sized black sphere unfolded into a horn shape, commencing signal transmission.

The signal transmission was remarkably swift, repeating several times in just a few breaths, transmitting a video feed through the Realm Gate.

At this point, the Celestial race ruler had already realized, as the scene occurred only thirty miles from him. If it weren’t for the distraction caused by the destroyed royal city, he would have detected it earlier.

He picked up a giant stone ten feet in diameter, hurling it directly. The stone landed precisely on the mountain top where the Hu stood, smashing the entire peak.

The Hu turned to pulp, and the transmitter wasn’t spared. The Celestial race ruler was exceedingly furious, as this was a direct affront, blatantly ignoring his majesty.

But suddenly, beneath the feet of hundreds of thousands of soldiers, a hole blew open as a silhouette soared skyward, assisted by a small flying device, reaching a hundred meters in an instant.

"Kill the alien!" The ruler immediately ordered, as this little bug dared to provoke with its life.

Wang Xuan flew upward, expressionless, watching as dozens of Six-Armed powerhouses leaped a thousand meters, reaching out to grab him.

The nuke in his bosom had already been activated, exploding instantly, as a resplendent mushroom cloud slowly rose over the army of hundreds of thousands.

In mere breaths, hundreds of thousands had turned to dust.