284: Evolution! The Supreme God Sequence: Primordial Desolate Heavenly Dragon!

"Crack."

The crisp sound of cracking was particularly piercing in the silent treasury.

Lu Sheng applied force with his fingers, without any hesitation, and directly crushed the layer of purple-gold skin swirling with Chaos Qi.

No juice splashed.

Inside was a mass of purple-gray nebula that seemed to be slowly squirming, viscous, deep, and emitting a chill that would freeze one's Soul.

Lu Sheng looked at this eerie substance in his palm, a wild look curling his lips.

Head back.

Swallowed.

The action was simple and crude, like eating a spoiled jelly at a roadside stall.

In the corner, Luo Tianfei instinctively shrank back.

Her eyelids twitched wildly; the fear stemming from biological instinct made her want to scream. She saw with her own eyes that the moment that lump of pulp slid into Lu Sheng's mouth, the surrounding light became dim and murky due to the extreme distortion of gravity.

That wasn't eating.

That was swallowing a collapsing black hole alive!

"Gulp."

Adam's apple bobbed.

Lu Sheng maintained the swallowing posture, and his whole body suddenly froze.

There was no expected energy explosion, nor a warm current moisturizing the body.

There was only the extreme—"hunger."

The moment the pulp entered his stomach, it turned into a gravitational singularity that could not be filled. It didn't produce energy; it was plundering.

"Ugh..."

Lu Sheng let out a muffled groan, and his body, which was originally straight as a spear, suddenly hunched over.

Visibly to the naked eye, his muscles, tempered by dragon blood and comparable to divine gold, began to shrivel and collapse at a terrifying speed.

Two hundred and twenty tons of blood Qi, a massive amount of liquid spirit source, and even the essence deep within his bone marrow were forcibly extracted by that greedy singularity at this moment, crazily pouring back into the position of his heart.

One second.

Just one second.

The Dark Gold Demon God who had just been invincible, as if he could tear the sky apart, disappeared.

In its place was a mummified corpse—skin and bones, sunken eye sockets, and skin as gray and withered as dead bark.

"Lu Sheng!!!"

Luo Tianfei finally couldn't help but scream.

Only two words were in her mind: self-destruction!

This madman, like a snake trying to swallow an elephant, had directly played himself to death!

"Don't move... Damn... spirit source, flow back for me!"

Ignoring her previous fear, Luo Tianfei gritted her teeth. The Divine Phoenix Purple Fire around her body surged, turning into a streak of light charging toward that tottering figure.

Although this guy had a sharp tongue, was a bad person, and even snatched her Opportunity...

He was the only hope for Dengxian Island.

He couldn't just die like this!

"Hold on for me!!"

Luo Tianfei arrived in an instant, her slender hand carrying a majestic force of vitality, striking hard toward Lu Sheng's back.

However.

Just the instant before she was about to touch that "mummy."

Buzz—!

A gray ripple rippled out from Lu Sheng's withered body without warning.

No sound.

No impact.

But the moment this ripple swept past, Luo Tianfei's eighteen layers of Divine Phoenix shields, which were enough to burn rivers and boil seas, were like murals that had experienced billions of years of time's erosion, instantly peeling off, weathering, and dissipating.

"What... is this..."

Luo Tianfei's pupils shrank to the size of pinpricks, and a sense of deathly desolation instantly enveloped her whole body.

Pfft!

She was hit as if by an invisible giant hand, flying backward and crashing heavily into the treasury wall a hundred meters away.

"Cough, cough, cough..."

Luo Tianfei slumped on the ground and looked up in horror.

Centered on Lu Sheng, the basalt ground within a thirty-meter radius had actually all turned into fine gray sand.

It wasn't physical crushing.

It was the deprivation of "time."

The stone had died of old age.

And Lu Sheng, at the center of the storm, knew nothing about this.

His consciousness had already fallen into a gray and void abyss... his mental world.

This was no longer the familiar spiritual source space, but a chaotic wasteland with no up, down, left, or right, and no passage of time.

"Roar—!!!"

A dragon roar filled with unwillingness and anger echoed through the wasteland.

That was Lu Sheng's [Dragon God Sequence] Origin.

The phantom of the Five-Clawed Golden Dragon was currently perched in the Void Realm, its golden scales standing on end, roaring madly at the constantly churning gray mist in front of it.

It felt a threat.

It was the instinctive resistance and fear of an inferior facing a superior who was about to replace them.

It was Divine-Grade!

It was the end of evolution!

It was the synonym for perfection!

How could it be devoured?!

However.

The gray mist didn't care about its roar at all.

The mist churned and slowly split open.

A claw reached out.

What kind of claw was that?

It wasn't as golden and flawless as the Five-Clawed Golden Dragon. It was entirely a rough rock gray, covered with crisscrossing cracks and mottling, like a fossil dug out from the ruins of the Primordial Wilderness.

But this withered claw was infinitely large.

In front of that giant claw, the Five-Clawed Golden Dragon was as tiny as a loach.

"No... this is impossible..."

Lu Sheng's remaining consciousness floated in the Void Realm, watching this scene, his Soul trembling.

This is what was hidden in the Enlightenment Fruit?

What level of creature is this?

Just one claw made the Dragon God Origin, which was a "God-Tier Sequence," lose the courage to resist?

Psch.

There was no earth-shaking battle.

The giant gray claw just casually clenched in the air.

Like squashing an annoying fly.

The invincible Five-Clawed Golden Dragon phantom didn't even let out a final wail before it directly collapsed into golden spots of light filling the sky.

It died.

The "Divine-Grade talent" that had accompanied Lu Sheng through all his battles and made him proud was crushed just like that.

"The old god does not die, the new god cannot be established."

In Lu Sheng's consciousness, such a flash of realization suddenly passed.

Immediately after.

The golden spots of light filling the sky were greedily sucked into the palm of the giant gray claw, as if tasting an appetizer.

Rumble—

An ancient, desolate, and terrifying will that regarded all things in heaven and earth as dust descended arrogantly through the mental connection.

The System's warning sounds had been crazily spamming the screen, but at this moment, they completely disappeared.

In its place was a death-like black screen reboot... the real world.

Inside the treasury, it was terrifyingly silent.

Luo Tianfei pressed herself tightly against the corner, not even daring to breathe.

She watched the "mummy" in the distance, which had originally been lifeless, suddenly move.

"Crack."

A crisp sound.

Like withered wood meeting spring, or a demon breaking out of its cocoon.

Lu Sheng's shriveled chest suddenly bulged.

Thump!

The silent heart beat again.

This heartbeat was as heavy as someone beating a heavenly drum in the treasury.

Thump! Thump! Thump!

The heartbeat became faster and louder, shaking the rubble on the ceiling so it fell rustling down.

"Srrr—"

A tooth-aching tearing sound rang out.

Lu Sheng's original proud dark-gold dragon scales were now like dried dead skin, curling and falling off in large patches.

They lost their luster, turning into worthless scraps that fell to the ground and turned into black ash.

And beneath that peeling dead skin.

A new, never-before-seen substance was growing wildly.

It wasn't scales.

It was bone.

Grayish-white bone armor with a rough texture like primordial rock directly pierced through the new skin and bored out from deep within the flesh.

They were hideous and sharp, carrying an unadorned primitive aesthetic of violence.

Shoulders, elbows, knees... barbs like the fangs of prehistoric behemoths were fully revealed.

Lu Sheng's body expanded rapidly like it was being inflated.

His muscles were no longer the previous streamlined perfection but had become thicker and more knotted, filled with an explosive sense of power.

If he was a precision killing machine before.

Now, he was a demon god who had just crawled out of Hell and hadn't had time to wash off the smoke of war.

[Ding!]

An extremely crisp notification sound exploded in Lu Sheng's mind.

In his pitch-black vision, a red data stream erupted like lava, carrying a brutal visual impact and dominantly occupying all sight.

The original [Talent: God-Tier Sequence — Dragon God] entry shattered on the spot like a piece of low-quality glass.

A line of new text emitting an aura of destruction slowly emerged, each word appearing as if cast in fresh blood:

[Warning: Rank Breakthrough!]

[Congratulations, host! Sequence reorganization complete!]

[Promoted to Super-God Sequence — Primordial Desolate Heaven Dragon (Juvenile Stage)!]

"Desolate..."

Lu Sheng slowly exhaled a breath of turbid Qi.

This breath presented an eerie grayish-white color. When exhaled into the air in front of him, it didn't dissipate for a long time, even corroding the space into subtle folds.

He clenched his fist.

That sense of power... was too unfamiliar.

If the previous power was a rushing river, never-ending.

The current power was a bottomless dead sea—heavy and oppressive, yet containing a terrifying mass enough to submerge continents.

"Is this... Super-God level?"

Lu Sheng slowly opened his eyes.

Swish!

Luo Tianfei in the corner happened to meet those eyes.

Instantly, she felt her Soul being frozen.

What kind of eyes were those?

No whites.

No pupils.

Only a pure, extreme gray.

Like two wells leading to a bottomless abyss, with billions of years of time and withered bones buried inside.

Indifference.

Absolute indifference.

That wasn't killing intent directed at someone, but the uncaring indifference of a god looking down at an ant.

"Woo—"

"Ow—"

Behind him, two fearful wails rang out abruptly.

Lu Sheng tilted his head slightly.

He saw those two originally fierce Rule Dragons that obeyed no one except Lu Sheng—the Tai Bai Golden Dragon and the Red Lotus Fire Dragon—now acting as if they had met the ancestor of their Bloodline.

The rule light on them completely collapsed.

Their originally solid metal and flame bodies were now trembling, even unable to maintain their forms, nearly collapsing into primitive energy.

They prostrated on the ground, burying their noble dragon heads deep into the dust, letting out extremely humble and fawning sounds toward Lu Sheng.

This was absolute Bloodline suppression.

In front of the "Primordial Desolate Heaven Dragon's" aura, the so-called Five Elements Rule Dragons were just slightly stronger lizards.

"Pathetic."

Lu Sheng curled his lip.

This voice was hoarse and low, with the texture of metal grinding.

The gray in his eyes slowly receded, revealing a hint of human light once again, but that fierce aura etched into his bones was a hundred times stronger than before.

He raised his hand, examining his arm covered in grayish-white bone armor.

Fingertips sharp as knives, joint coarse and powerful.

"This feeling..."

Lu Sheng's mouth split open, revealing a mouthful of pearly white teeth, his smile hideous and fanatical.

He didn't use any spirit source.

Relying solely on the strength of his Physical Body, he gently clenched his hand toward the Void Realm in front of him.

"Break."

Boom!!

A muffled thunder-like explosion erupted in his palm.

The air was squeezed and exploded by pure violence, and a ring of visible white vacuum ripples instantly swept out with his fist as the center.

The gravel and sand on the ground directly turned into powder under this vibration.

"Two hundred and twenty tons?"

"Heh..."

Lu Sheng shook his head, a flash of disdain in his eyes.

That was already in the past.

The current body was a... humanoid weapon.

He turned his head and looked at the woman in the corner who was already completely dumbfounded.

Luo Tianfei still maintained her slumped posture on the ground. Her usually proud and cold face was now as pale as paper, and her beautiful eyes were full of horror and bewilderment.

She looked at this strange creature in front of her, emitting an aura even more terrifying than a "god," her mind blank, having completely lost the ability to speak.

This is Lu Sheng?

This is the rogue who was just bargaining with her?

No... this isn't a human at all!

This is a monster wearing human skin!!