Chapter 552: The Alien Lord, Wang Teng’s Choice

Deep in the universe, a planet covered entirely in water blue is protected by a star-protecting array that is constantly absorbing the light of stars.

I'm afraid no one in the entire human race knows that deep in such a planet, there is a palace that is somewhat similar to the Dragon Palace.

This palace is located deep in the ocean. A faint blue halo floats all over the palace. Fifty-meter-high coral pillars support the glazed dome, and strings of pearl curtains sway in the water.

Huge crabs lined up in neat rows and patrolled around the palace.

The carapace shone with a cold metallic luster, and the four pairs of legs knocked on the moss-covered jade steps, making a sound of metal clashing. The bulging compound eyes of the crab reflected the swarm of glowing jellyfish swimming in the dome.

This is actually the base camp of the Jianjia tribe!

If Wang Teng and others who were visiting the Dragon Palace came here, they would definitely exclaim at the similarities between this Jianjia Clan Palace and the Dragon Palace.

It's like a poor imitation.

The young guards patrolled along the outer corridor inlaid with shells. Every time their claws opened and closed, they created undercurrents that shredded the luminous algae and marine creatures that didn't know how to avoid them.

Crimson blood oozed from the seams of their shells - this was proof that they had just undergone a molting and achieved the status of Martial King. The newly formed exoskeleton was absorbing the scorching spiritual energy crystals erupted from the underwater volcano.

On the east side of the palace, the sharp sound of shells rubbing against each other continued to be heard, mixed with the sound of fighting, shaking the sky.

Hundreds of Hard-Armored Tribe members who have not yet entered the molting period are being driven through the trial corridor, similar to the human race's college entrance examination selection.

Their blue-gray carapaces gleamed with phosphorescence, and their claws were disproportionately large, leaving cracks on the glass floor with every collision.

The old crab's right claw held a black ice teaching stick, and it slammed the slow-moving young crab into the boiling hot spiritual spring. The young crab was burned by the boiling hot spiritual spring and let out a shrill scream.

In the main hall surrounded by eight coiled dragon pillars, the patriarch of the Jianjia tribe sat in a human-like form, sitting on a glittering coral throne.

It does not have elastic skin like humans, but only a blue-black shell like a crab shell. It looks like a robot wearing full body armor and wrapped in bronze.

On his chest hung a striking large necklace with nine pitch-black spherical pendants.

Looking closely, that's not a pendant at all.

It's clearly a human skull!

These are the spoils it obtained from killing powerful human beings over the years!

As the leader of the Strong Armor Clan breathed, the empty eye sockets of these skulls flashed red light and emitted black mist.

These nine human skulls have undergone special refining and have become like magical weapons.

The black mist transformed from the absorbed spiritual energy continuously entered the body of the leader of the Jianjia tribe with his breathing, and became a series of vigorous forces that slumbered within.

On the thick blue-gray shell, deep red burning lines continued to emerge.

It was like magma flowing, or like boiling blood.

The high temperature even boiled the surrounding sea water, causing it to bubble and boil.

This scorching heat made the shell of the leader of the Hard Armor Clan even thicker and colder, with an iron-gray luster, making this palace, which was already in the dark deep sea, look even more evil and filled with endless death.

If there was a knowledgeable magician here at this moment, he would definitely be able to discover that there is an extremely huge dark power hidden here.

The Jianjia Clan originally did not have such means of cultivation.

Until hundreds of years ago, a mysterious and powerful person came from nowhere and conquered all the noble tribes with his overwhelming power and made them serve him as their master.

This mysterious and powerful person not only bestowed various secret cultivation methods and magical means upon many alien races, but also helped them create a protective formation capable of protecting the planet to prevent unexpected crises.

All the alien races had to do was to obey orders and fight for them, or to offer some of their people as sacrifices after a period of time, or to dig up some human antiques and present them as tribute.

The rest of the time, they can do whatever they want, and he doesn't care. It doesn't matter if the alien races want to fight each other, or if they want to go to Blue Star to cause trouble for the human race.

This mysterious and powerful man simply found a dead planet, transformed it, and used it as his palace to entertain himself. It seemed that he was just here for fun.

Although they need to sacrifice some of their tribesmen regularly, the aliens still think that this deal is quite worthwhile.

Where can I find such a good boss?

They provide benefits and salary, the working hours are short, the vacation time is long, and there is no overtime.

The alien leaders were very happy about this.

As for the tribesmen who were sacrificed?

To the alien races, the lower-level tribesmen and those subordinate races are not considered human beings at all, but just consumables.

There are extremely obvious differences from human social morality.

If the human leaders knew this news, they might feel despair.

Even the hope brought by the arrival of Lu Wenwu, the divine dragon, would be shattered in an instant, and the road ahead would be bleak.

Humans have been fighting with alien races for more than three hundred years, yet they still don't know that there is a common leader hiding behind them.

Moreover, the superior tribes among these alien races were defeated by this mysterious strong man alone, and were beaten to the point of fleeing in disarray.

Who can be an enemy of such an absurdly powerful person?

The Sky-lifting Martial Saint?

Of course he can't.

As one of the few remaining chosen ones, he is the backbone of the human race.

Although he is strong enough to fight three or five at once, he definitely cannot single-handedly challenge all the alien races in the Star Realm.

This is a desperate gap in strength!

In the dome of the main hall, the large night-shining pearl embedded in it suddenly turned scarlet.

The leader of the Jianjia tribe, who was practicing, was suddenly awakened and his eye stalks suddenly extended.

Realizing something, it immediately dismissed its attendants and drove out everyone in the main hall, leaving only itself.

Even so, it was still a little worried, and it spewed out dark disgust from the cracks in its shell, covering the entire palace in a dark curtain with sparks.

After doing all this, he came to the position under the night pearl, knelt on one knee respectfully with his head lowered.

"Greetings, my Lord."

As soon as the words fell, the night pearl flashed again.

A skinny shadow in a black robe was cast down.

The man in black robe was extremely thin and his body seemed to have no weight at all.

The specific face could not be seen clearly under the pitch-black hood, and only two scarlet evil flames could be vaguely seen flickering and dancing.

A flame that looks like a heart mixed with the power of the soul keeps beating, emitting strange fluctuations.

"Knock knock knock"

“Clang! Clang! Clang!”

The man in black robe did not speak, but stretched out "fingers" from his wide sleeves, bent them, and continuously tapped the body of the leader of the Jianjia tribe with his knuckles.

The leader of the Jianjia tribe half-knelt there like a dead sculpture, not daring to move at all, allowing the other party to hit his hard shell.

He only felt that even in front of his master's projection, his iron armor was as brittle as paper and could be broken by a snap of a finger.

Even if this was really just an illusion, he didn't dare to show any disrespect.

Because the master's true self can really do it.

And the leader of the Jianjia tribe knew in his heart that it was not a finger.

But it was a piece of shiny finger bone!

The finger bones are extremely black, yet as crystal clear as black crystal!

Before becoming the patriarch, it had seen the other's true appearance together with its father.

The skeleton, which looked like a work of art, was clenched into a fist. With just one punch, the strong defense that his father was proud of was torn apart by the opponent, and he died on the spot.

Then, he became the new patriarch.

The scene he saw in his childhood was like a psychological shadow that firmly covered every inch of his heart, and the fear of the man in black robes had been integrated deep into his bones.

Even though the current leader of the Jianjia tribe is much stronger than his father, it does not dare to raise any thoughts of resistance.

"Good growth, keep up the good work."

The man in black robe spoke, his voice as hoarse and harsh as the constant friction between two bones, with a resonance that was enough to shake the mental power.

"Thank you, my Lord, for your praise!"

The leader of the Jianjia tribe was extremely excited about this, and the patterns on the shell were faintly flickering.

Every time it sees its owner, it can feel the blood in its body boiling.

It believes that this kind of psychology should be a kind of excitement and excitement that comes from the heart and is hidden deep in fear.

After all, their clan admires the strong.

"Hmm," the black-robed man said with a long tone, "How are the preparations for the new cave ruins going?"

"My lord, everything is ready. My son will lead the team personally, and the two supreme elders will provide support. We can set off at any time!" The patriarch of the Jianjia tribe replied respectfully.

“Don’t let me down.”

The man in black robe seemed to nod slightly, the movement so slight that it was barely perceptible.

"This time, the cave ruins are filled with a strong oceanic aura. A portion of the Blue Star's spiritual energy is attached to it. It is one of the most important fragments and must not be lost!"

"By then, the Blue Star human race will also send people in. As a race that evolved from the deep sea, you have a huge home-field advantage. You must bring back the most valuable things for me. Do you understand?"

"Understood!" the Strong Armor Tribe leader promised loudly, "We will bring you all the valuable spoils! All the human antiques will belong to you!"

"Yes." The black-robed man nodded again. "Well done, all the ancient treasures are yours. Go and prepare. The Cave Heaven Ruins will be gradually unsealed within a month. Set out on the Ancient Starry Sky Road in advance and wait."

"Yes! My Lord!"

The voice of the leader of the Jianjia tribe was extremely firm.

When the projection dissipated, the scenes that took place on the planet of the Jianjia tribe returned to the real body in the starry sky.

It was a black skeleton standing on the ancient starry road.

It is not the inky black color, but rather crystal clear, like a work of art carefully crafted by the most outstanding sculptor in the world.

It was slightly startled when it received the feedback from the projection, and then the scarlet flames in its eye sockets flickered slightly for a moment.

"I have high hopes for you, the Hard Armor Tribe. Don't let me down."

"And this stupid Red Claw tribe is a bunch of useless shit. Even with such a huge advantage, they were still destroyed by such weak humans."

"Humanity has freed up manpower on eight Pioneer Worlds, and the pressure on other battlefields will increase. I hope this isn't a chain reaction that requires my personal intervention."

He muttered to himself, jumped down from the broken ancient starry road, crossed the starry sky with his skeleton body, and walked between the universe.

All I could see was dead silence.

Only the traces of spiritual power that have not yet dissipated are attached to the scattered remains of the planet.

But the planet that was supposed to nurture life here has disappeared without a trace.

The flames in the black crystal skull's eyes flickered again, and its soul was stirred.

Now he is confused.

He was a little confused. When did humans figure out the principles of the Ancient Starry Sky Road, so that they could break through the barriers of the Pioneer World and follow the Ancient Starry Sky Road all the way to the Red Claw Clan's lair?

What he didn't understand was when did humans gain the power to destroy the entire planet and take it away?

Are there other cultivation systems obtained from other worlds based on the will of Blue Star?

Are you kidding me? This is an entire living star!

The Black Mirror Skeleton's expression became uncertain, and he thought of some unpleasant things.

When internal factors are eliminated, only external factors remain.

"You damned bastards from the Godly Alliance, why are you coming to this remote corner to look for me instead of confronting the demons up there?"

"I've been painstakingly planning for three hundred years, and now I'm about to close the big fish pond, and now you come here to ruin my plans?"

"No matter who you are, no matter how many of you are here, since you have the guts to come and cause trouble for me, then all of you should stay!"

"I will refine you into my most proud subordinates and make you a part of me! Hehehehehehe"

The black crystal skull muttered to itself in the dead universe and laughed evilly.

Others were unaware of this.

No one knows the mental journey of a living dead person, who still lives as usual.

For example, Lu Wenwu and his disciples who are in dire straits.

Ever since they visited the Dragon Palace that day, they have been undergoing life and death trials in the Void Dragon Realm until school starts.

The already strong friendship between the three was further enhanced, and their fighting level also improved by a leap.

Anyone who is killed every few minutes for three days should have improved.

The result of this hellish training was that during the freshman assessment in the first week of school, the three of them not only swept all the students of the current year, but also swept the sophomores.

Not a single one was spared.

They were holding powerful "ancient treasure" weapons that Lu Wenwu had spent three days to refine for them, and wearing a set of "ancient treasure" armor that even the Blue Star weapon refiners could not match, with both offense and defense at full capacity.

In addition, none of the three were easy to deal with, and with the help of Yu Xiaolin's kaleidoscope pupil technique that could make things virtual, even the strongest sophomore middle school student, the Great Martial King, was beaten up by their combined efforts.

This forced the Imperial Capital University's teaching plan to be postponed for a few days to allow the freshmen and sophomores to recover from their injuries.

The day when all the students recovered also meant the official start of Lu Wenwu's teaching career.

The junior and senior students of the Alchemy Department who had already entered the Starry Sky Battlefield were temporarily called back for further training.

Of course, compared to this, he was more concerned about the existence of the suspected cave ruins that had been discovered earlier.

It is indeed very important to enhance the human foundation of this world.

But discovering the story behind this world and completing the main quest is more important.

Although Mr. Lu wanted to enjoy his vacation for a while longer, he still knew his priorities.

However, as he was guest-starring as a professor, he did not receive any news about the exploration of the ruins.

Instead, he received news from Wang Teng first.

Wang Teng wants to activate the bloodline of the Purgatory Dragon!

(End of this chapter)