Chương 2027: 2229
Chapter 2229: Golden Dragon Coiling Around the Body, Bloodline Suppression
The promotion of a technique from the white star level to the neutron star level is of great significance.
It pointed out the path for Lin Moyu: the path of technique promotion is from planet, star, white star, neutron star, all the way to black hole.
Lin Moyu wanted to use the Great World as a model to construct his own rule world, so he naturally needed to fully understand the promotion system within the Great World.
What was previously just speculation was now completely confirmed. Lin Moyu already had a clear idea for his rule world.
His consciousness detached from the soul world. After the promotion of the technique, he still needed to see the real changes.
When he opened his eyes, he found himself in the Bone Hell.
"Is it this big?"
Lin Moyu was truly shocked. After the promotion, the Bone Hell had become much larger, expanding from 100 billion kilometers to 1 trillion kilometers.
1 trillion kilometers is equivalent to 0.1 light-years.
A single technique that can cover 0.1 light-years has already surpassed the limits of a Saint Sovereign.
At least among the Saint Sovereigns Lin Moyu knew, none had a technique that could cover 0.1 light-years.
The battles between Saint Sovereigns indeed have a wide impact, but it's only tens to hundreds of billions of kilometers.
However, the range covered by the Bone Hell reached an astonishing 1 trillion kilometers, which is terrifying.
1 trillion kilometers can simultaneously cover several star systems, greatly increasing efficiency.
Roars came from the Bone Hell, and a river of Hellfire, as vast as an ocean, ran through the Bone Hell, rippling in the starry sky like a long river of stars.
Its momentum was no weaker than that of the Rule Star River.
On both sides of the river, the blooming flowers of the other shore were even more vibrant, exuding death within their enchantment.
Countless fierce spirits floated in the river of Hellfire, bathing in the flames.
More fierce spirits were distributed everywhere, also bathing in the firelight from above.
In the sky above the Bone Hell, ten clusters of flames appeared, like ten stars, burning fiercely and scattering boundless firelight.
The number of fierce spirits in the Bone Hell also increased dramatically, from 1 billion to 10 billion.
10 billion fierce spirits at the Other Shore realm were enough to make a half-step Supreme despair.
After reviewing everything, Lin Moyu glanced into the distance, "Go, eat to your heart's content!"
The Bone Hell flew out at an astonishing speed, directly traversing space and enveloping a star system.
In just one minute, it left the star system, having devoured all the demons within, leaving nothing behind.
Following Lin Moyu's orders, the Bone Hell roamed the demon star region, turning one star system after another into uninhabited areas.
The vitality in the star region was rapidly decreasing, and the number of demons was sharply declining.
As the news spread, the demons began to flee.
They encountered the undead legion guarding outside and were slaughtered by the Skeleton God Generals.
Even the demons at the Other Shore realm couldn't withstand the siege of the Skeleton God Generals.
Facing Lin Moyu, they had no chance to escape.
The existence of the demon race entered a countdown. Lin Moyu leisurely followed behind the Bone Hell, using containment rune arrays to pack up all the planetary resources.
In the distance, the Saint Sovereigns looked at each other. At some point, they had come over out of curiosity and saw the Bone Hell.
The Heavenly Saint Sovereign exclaimed, "I feel that Lin Xiaoyou can single-handedly challenge all of us."
The Hao Saint Sovereign laughed, "Indeed, even you and I, if enveloped by Lin Xiaoyou's technique, might not be able to escape."
The Heavenly Saint Sovereign nodded, "Even the Demon Lord would find it hard to escape."
The Rune Saint Sovereign said, "Someone once said that when Lin Shi reaches the Other Shore realm, it will be a nightmare for all races. Now it seems that this statement is not wrong."
The War Saint Sovereign said, "Next, we have to deal with the Golden Eagle clan. Perhaps we only need to watch the show."
The Kill Saint Sovereign sneered, "Didn't you watch the show this time? Did you make a move?"
Thinking about it, they hadn't made a move this time either; they were just watching the show.
The Demon Lord was defeated by Lin Mohan, and the demon race was exterminated by Lin Moyu. The siblings directly wiped out a powerful race.
If Lin Moyu had reached the Other Shore realm earlier, there might not have been a need for the Hundred Races War; Lin Moyu alone could have dealt with the Hundred Races.
Four months later, the demon star region was almost empty.
Over ten thousand star systems were taken away by Lin Moyu using over ten thousand containment rune arrays.
These planets were all resources. After returning to the human star region for transformation, it wouldn't take long for them to become human planets.
By then, the human race would have more resources, stronger fortune, and could cultivate more talents.
Now, only the core area of the demon race remained.
This area was shrouded in demonic fire, like a fireball, burning for countless years without extinguishing.
Lin Moyu and Lin Mohan stood side by side. At this moment, Lin Mohan had finished adjusting her breath and returned to her peak state.
Lin Moyu said, "The origin power is inside."
Lin Mohan nodded, "I want this origin power."
Lin Moyu smiled slightly, "As long as sister likes it. Do you want me to do it for you?"
Lin Mohan shook her head, "No need, I'll get it myself!"
Lin Moyu could clearly sense that within the demon ancestral land, there was a mass of origin power.
Initially, this origin power appeared on the Abyssal Dragon Demon. At that time, the Abyssal Demon Lord had lent the origin power to the Abyssal Dragon Demon.
At first, it was thought that the Abyssal Demon Lord was the owner of the origin power, but later it was discovered that the Abyssal Demon Lord had also borrowed the power from the Demon Lord; he was just a middleman.
Now that the Demon Lord was dead, the origin power returned to the demon ancestral land at the moment of his death.
Lin Moyu finally saw clearly that even the Demon Lord was just a middleman.
Lin Mohan rushed towards the demon ancestral land, and a dragon's roar sounded from Lin Moyu's body as the Fortune Explosion technique activated.
Lin Moyu checked his sister's luck. He wanted to boost Lin Mohan's luck to the extreme; with good luck, everything would go smoothly.
Then Lin Moyu saw a golden light and countless golden dragons.
Golden dragons coiled around Lin Mohan's body, without any numerical value, just golden dragons.
"Wow, sister's luck is this strong?"
He needed to use the Fortune Explosion technique to turn his luck into dragons.
But Lin Mohan didn't need to do anything; she was already surrounded by golden dragons, reaching the pinnacle of luck.
In this state, Lin Mohan could turn misfortune into fortune, and everything she did would go smoothly.
Her obtaining the origin power was almost a certainty.
Anyone who opposed her would be suppressed by her luck and become unlucky.
Looking at Lin Mohan's golden dragons and then at his own faint luck dragon, Lin Moyu smiled bitterly, "Sister is indeed sister, truly a bloodline suppression!"
Saying this, he followed Lin Mohan's steps and entered the demon ancestral land.
The power of rules wrapped around him, forcibly parting the flames as he charged in.
Lin Mohan disappeared into the sea of fire, searching for the origin power.
Lin Moyu advanced through the flames towards the Demon Ancestor Altar.
The demonic flames transformed into countless illusory demons, but they were blocked by a faint mist, unable to stop him.
Lin Moyu walked leisurely as if returning home.
The demon ancestral land was filled with demonic fire. This was the birthplace of the demon race, and the demonic fire was the fundamental power of the demon race.
Without the demonic fire, the foundation of the demon race would be severed, and the Saint Sovereigns who escaped wouldn't last long.
Looking at the demon ancestral land, Lin Moyu knew he understood the interplay of illusion and reality, so he could see everything clearly.
The Demon Lord couldn't see the changes between illusion and reality, so he couldn't understand.
If he truly wanted to preserve the foundation of the demon race, he should have sent the demon ancestral land away, not the Saint Sovereigns.
What he did now was destined to be futile.
The demon race was finished!
Lin Moyu stepped onto the Demon Ancestor Altar, which erupted with flames, unwelcoming to Lin Moyu.
"A mere dead object dares to resist?"
Lin Moyu stomped his foot, and with a roar, the Demon Ancestor Altar shook, cracking with countless fissures.
A peculiar aura rushed out from the cracks, and Lin Moyu frowned, "This is..."
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