Swallowed Star 2: Land of Origin: Volume 10: Chapter 20 (382): [The Most Wonderful]

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Swallowed Star 2: Land of Origin
Volume 10: [Breaking Through with Force]
Chapter (382): [The Most Wonderful]
(20th of Volume 10)
Translator: Shadow Knight AK
Editor: Shadow Knight AK
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Yuan usually smiles and has the best temperament, but at this moment he looks at the Hunyuan Ancestors in front of him with a cold face:

"Over the long years, twenty of your Hunyuan Ancestors from the Innate Hunyuan Lifeform faction have perished at our hands. You've also clashed with other factions and lost fifteen more Hunyuan Ancestors. Altogether, you've only produced 32 Hunyuan Ancestors... By calculation, the total number is still decreasing."

The Wuxian She Hunyuan Ancestor and other Hunyuan Ancestors slightly changed their expressions.

Indeed, as the largest group in the Infinite Hunyuan Space, their number of Hunyuan Ancestors had slightly decreased since the repeated battles with the practitioners' faction!

This was also why some of their Hunyuan Ancestors were unwilling to continue the war with the practitioners' faction.

"Don't the eight of you prove that individual strength is what truly matters?" The boundless radiance exuded immense pressure.

"Innate Hunyuan Lifeforms are born with infinite lifespans. With such eternity, one should pursue the pinnacle of power."

Nirvana Hunyuan Ancestor added, "To pursue the pinnacle of power, one must have the resolve to spare no sacrifice! Even if we fail and are utterly annihilated, we shall face it with joy!"

Wuxian She Hunyuan Ancestor and Yuanhuo Hunyuan Ancestor gazed at the eight Lords.

After having fought for so long, these two had reached the realm of immortality and were even more at ease.

"The origin core of my origin world is the finest resource for the Innate Hunyuan Lifeform faction. Even if I no longer need it, the entire faction does!" Wuxian She Hunyuan Ancestor said.

"The rest of my Infinite Serpent Clan needs it too! Yuan, the 3,600 World Clusters you monopolize are the most prosperous among all."

"The number of origin worlds is vast!" Yanhuo Hunyuan Ancestor said.

"If you are willing to retreat and confine yourselves to 1,100 World Clusters, our Innate Hunyuan Lifeform faction can compromise and cease the war!"

The eight Lords coldly watched them, not even deigning to respond.

"Then you shall wait and see!" Wuxian She Hunyuan Ancestor and the others retreated into the body of the Chu Shi Hunyuan Ancestor.

The Chu Shi Hunyuan Ancestor had reached the pinnacle of his path. He could serenely observe the storms and upheavals of the Infinite Hunyuan Space, unshaken by even the mightiest forces!

Yet, as part of the Innate Hunyuan Lifeform faction, he was willing to aid his kin.

"They are calling for reinforcements!" Lord Xingmang said.

His clones, traversing countless future timelines, had already glimpsed too many possibilities.

"Though some within the Innate Hunyuan Lifeform faction oppose war with us, to save their Hunyuan Ancestors and maintain their faction's dominance, they will likely summon formidable reinforcements!"

Luo Feng and the other six fully trusted Lord Xingmang's words.

These Hunyuan Ancestors hid within the Chu Shi Hunyuan Ancestor's body because they had no means to retreat.

After all, before Lord Xingmang- the foremost master of space-time- they could not escape.

Attempting to withdraw would only expose fatal flaws. Under the eight Lords' combined attacks, several more Hunyuan Ancestors might perish!

Taking shelter within the Chu Shi Hunyuan Ancestor and awaiting reinforcements was their best option.

"How many Hunyuan Ancestor will come to their aid?" Yuan asked.

Lord Xingmang replied, "At least thirty."

Luo Feng, Jin, Minghuang, Mo man, Naigu, and Wu Lan all paled slightly at this.

With so many Hunyuan Ancestors joining the war, their combined forces would exceed a hundred.

The sheer power would be terrifying!

"When the fate of their faction is at stake, the Nine Sovereigns will also gather!" Lord Xingmang said gravely.

"We have to be prepared."

"We should focus on defense. Even if it means sacrificing opportunities, we must hold our formation steady. Then, we'll seek chances to counterattack," Yuan declared.

"With Luo Feng here, we need not fear prolonged battle!"

At once, Yuan, Jin, Wulan, Minghuang, Naigu, Xingmang, Moman, and Luo Feng- the eight Lords- formed a battle formation, encircling the region where the Chu Shi Hunyuan Ancestor resided.

They stood guard, ready to strike any weaker Hunyuan Ancestor who dared emerge in true form.

The Eternal Land!

This is a place in the Infinite Hunyuan Space where only those who had reached the immortal realm are qualified to set foot.

Here, they held a seat of honor.

It is a land naturally birthed by the Infinite Hunyuan Space itself.

A single speck of dust from this land could suppress a high-level Hunyuan Lifeform!

The invisible pressure of the Eternal Land could reduce world-class Hunyuan Lifeforms into powder!

Among the Hunyuan Ancestors of the Innate Hunyuan Lifeform faction, over ninety percent are unworthy of even stepping here.

The vast, flat land held only an ancient round table, its surface engraved with endless mysterious patterns.

Around the table stood forty-eight seats, three of which were currently occupied.

The distances within the Infinite Hunyuan Space are too vast, so they often gathered here to meet.

"The eighth practitioner lord!" A mass of gray mist occupied one seat, an eye forming on its surface as it watched the distant battle with keen interest.

"The Practitioners' faction is truly unique. They begin as weaklings within origin worlds, yet through cultivation, they grasp the essence of supreme power and ascend to stand shoulder to shoulder with us."

"Indeed, they are extraordinary. Each of them is remarkably strong."

"I quite admire Xingmang, and Minghuang is also a friend of mine."

A figure clad in white armor gazed coldly into the distance.

"But that fellow named Jin is utterly despicable and shameless! Last time in the Abyss of Destruction, when he couldn't defeat me head-on, he actually ambushed me while I was fighting. I despise such underhanded scum the most!"

The aura of destruction radiating from this white-armored figure was overwhelming!

Among the Practitioners' faction, Lord Jin, Lord Moman, and Lord Naigu were the three most notorious for their underhanded tactics.

A feathered being sat nearby, his expression serene. His warm-white plumage exuded a restrained, ordinary aura, yet he too stood at the pinnacle of the Infinite Hunyuan Space.

"Lord Naigu alone is no threat to me, but when he teams up with Lord Jin and Lord Moman... three Lords joining forces up on me at once."

"Hah! I heard your feathers were plucked clean!" The white-armored figure burst into laughter.

"Kafxiu!" The feathered being roared in fury.

"My mistake, my mistake!"

The white-armored figure waved a hand, conjuring an image of the feathered being in a pitiful state- badly wounded, most of his feathers torn out, leaving only sparse down, his body drenched in blood.

"Ah, my memory must be wrong. Look, there are still plenty of feathers left!"

The feathered being glared at him.

With a smirk, the white-armored figure dismissed the image.

For beings of their stature, collecting "embarrassing moments" of their peers was a cherished pastime.

He had no faction, no companions- just a solitary existence at the peak of power.

What else was there to do but find amusement where he could?

The feathered being endured it.

Unlike Kafxiu, who stood alone and feared nothing, he had descendants to consider.

Kafxiu, the Feather Emperor, turned his attention back to the distant battlefield.

The eight Lords, fighting together, had suppressed seventy-three Hunyuan Ancestors, slain three, and forced the remaining seventy to retreat.

The Practitioners' Lords were indeed formidable!

"When those eight join forces, they become one of the most dominant powers in the Infinite Hunyuan Space!" The Feather Emperor nodded, a hint of envy in his voice.

The faction he led had only one representative in the Eternal Land- himself.

"The Practitioners' faction is gaining the upper hand!"

"We've seized three of their World Clusters. Once the war ends... will the eight Lords come after us?" Some ancient beings watched the battlefield uneasily.

During the clash of major factions, others had taken advantage to claim a few World Clusters- some even over a hundred.

Originally, it was thought that the Practitioners faction were doomed to lose.

The Innate Hunyuan Lifeform faction would takes the largest number of world clusters, leaving scraps for the rest.

But now, the situation had turned. If the Practitioner faction won, those eight Lords wouldn't let the matter slide.

Twelve factions had seized World Clusters.

Would the Practitioners dare wage war against all of them?

Among these twelve, strengths varied. The most powerful is the Frost Peak Alliance, a coalition of twelve Eternal Land beings.

Though fewer in number than the Innate Hunyuan Lifeforms, their collective power is far more terrifying- most had no factions to restrain them.

They acted with ruthless arrogance. The origin core of origin worlds mattered little to them; they coveted only the rarest resources born within their territories.

In the Frost Peak Alliance's eyes, claiming just over a hundred World Clusters was already showing restraint. If they had wished, they could have taken several times more.

"We only took a hundred or so. What can the Practitioners do? Dare they fight us?"

The Frost Peak Alliance cared nothing for the Practitioners' domain.

Dark World Cluster- Origin Continent!

Luo Feng stood atop a pavilion in the City Lord's Mansion of Huyang City.

His body had completed its transformation.

Though his energy reserves are only at 1% of total energy reserves, this is already comparable to the smallest combat clone of Lord Mo Man.

"The Practitioners' faction faces too many threats." Only after his breakthrough did Luo Feng learn the full extent of their predicament.

Wherever there are people, there is conflict- even in the Infinite Hunyuan Space.

The Innate Hunyuan Lifeforms are their greatest enemies, but disputes with other factions are just as numerous.

"Brother Yuan's journey from the humblest beginnings to where he is now... it wasn't easy."

Luo Feng knew the Practitioners' current situation was far better than in the early days.

After all, with Lords like Xingmang among their ranks, they could resolve their crises one by one.

Luo Feng is patient.

As a Lord, he had infinite time to fight this battle.

Every Lord is filled with confidence in the future- this is one of the greatest joys of reaching this realm.

As a native of his home origin world, Luo Feng faced no resistance from its origin core.

His power penetrated it effortlessly, allowing him to refine and control it completely. The entire world became like a second body to him.

Now, nothing in the Origin Continent is hidden from him.

He governed it all, including the vast River of Time where countless lives- living and dead- drifted along their timelines.

The dead had their timelines frozen at a fixed point, but Luo Feng could pluck them from the river, restart their timelines, and even grant them eternal life within the confines of the origin world.

"Huge Axe Creator..." Luo Feng saw familiar faces- some mighty, some weak.

He even glimpsed his mentor, Zuo Shan Ke, during his days as the King of Jin. Their happy lives, all their regrets... everything could be mended.

'This is the true beauty of becoming a Lord.'

Luo Feng smiled.

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END OF CHAPTER

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