Swallowed Star: Drawing Talents

In the Milky Way, at the edge of the star-filled sky.

A figure appeared out of thin air, clad in a long blue robe, standing over ten meters tall, with features somewhat resembling those of Earthlings.

He gazed into the distant starry sky, where a beautiful blue planet resided.

On the other side, a range of majestic palace complexes stood suspended in the star-filled sky.

"Lord of Reincarnation."

Lord Ganwu murmured softly to himself, for he had come to pay his respects.

The Milky Way was under the jurisdiction of the Black Dragon Mountain Empire, which in turn fell under the domain of the Ganwu Universe Kingdom.

With the Lord of Reincarnation stationed in the Milky Way, it was both a matter of duty and personal interest for Lord Ganwu to come and pay his respects, hoping that, by some stroke of luck, he might be taken under the Lord of Reincarnation's wing.

As an incredibly ancient Universe Kingdom Lord, Ganwu had diligently cultivated batches of geniuses for the human race for countless years.

Yet, he hadn't fared particularly well.

While his own reckless actions and brushes with death were partly to blame, the main reason was his lack of a Universe Lord backer.

With a backer,

would Lord Ganwu be so poor?

The human race had thousands of Universe Venerables, but how many Universe Lords were there?

Therefore, most Universe Venerables relied on their own strength, with only a small fraction fortunate enough to have backers and be taken under the wing of a Universe Lord.

He wondered.

Whether his past efforts would bear fruit today and if he would truly catch the eye of the Lord of Reincarnation.

Whoosh!

With excitement and determination, Lord Ganwu swiftly flew towards the distant palace complexes.

In the star-filled sky, majestic palaces stretched as far as the eye could see, connected by corridors spanning tens of millions of kilometers.

One could faintly see powerful guards stationed throughout the palace complexes, including World Lord-level and even Immortal-level guards, creating a formidable defense.

In front of the palace complexes, the most majestic main hall, the Hall of Reincarnation, stood tall.

This palace complex was specially built for Yang Wu by the Virtual Universe Company, serving as his residence while stationed in the Milky Way.

Inside the most imposing main hall of the palace complex, eighteen enormous pillars, like pillars supporting the sky, stood on both sides, covered with incredibly complex and profound secret patterns.

On the throne in the main hall sat a towering figure, his divine body reaching a height of one hundred thousand kilometers.

It was Yang Wu.

He generally preferred to maintain a divine body of one hundred thousand kilometers in height while in the main hall, but when going out,

such as returning to Earth, he would shrink to less than two meters tall.

On the plaza of the palace complex.

A stream of light descended, and it was Lord Ganwu.

Whoosh!

The guards stationed in front of the main hall immediately turned their gaze.

"Lord Ganwu has come to pay respects to the Lord of Reincarnation!" Lord Ganwu bowed slightly, expressing his respect.

"Ganwu? Come in."

A calm voice suddenly echoed in this space, as if resonating in everyone's mind, and the surrounding guards bowed respectfully with solemn expressions.

"Lord of Reincarnation!"

Lord Ganwu also bowed respectfully and then stepped into the main hall.

Entering the main hall, Lord Ganwu walked to the center of the hall and looked up at the towering figure sitting on the throne, whose faintly discernible terrifying divine might made his soul tremble.

Those enormous eyes, as calm and profound as the starry sky of the universe, were looking down at Lord Ganwu.

"This is the Lord of Reincarnation, so terrifying!" Lord Ganwu felt a pang of fear.

At the same time, he was filled with emotion, for the naive little guy who had participated in the genius battle more than ten thousand years ago had grown to such an extent in the blink of an eye.

"Greetings, Lord of Reincarnation!"

Lord Ganwu bowed and shouted respectfully.

Yang Wu sat on the throne, with his hands resting on the armrests, looking down at Lord Ganwu below.

"Ganwu," Yang Wu's voice boomed, echoing in the main hall, "You have been stationed in the Ganwu Universe Kingdom for countless years, cultivating generations of geniuses for my human race, and that is commendable!"

"I dare not take credit; Ganwu has merely done his duty," Lord Ganwu said respectfully.

"Mm."

Yang Wu nodded slightly, "My Hall of Reincarnation is newly built and in urgent need of Universe Venerable personnel. Are you willing to——"

"Ganwu is willing!"

Lord Ganwu hurriedly replied, his heart filled with excitement. His initial determination was instantly restored, never expecting that he would so easily join the Lord of Reincarnation's faction.

"Mm!"

With a wave of his hand, a stream of light pierced through space and instantly appeared in front of Lord Ganwu.

"This is?"

Lord Ganwu looked up and his eyes widened, filled with shock.

It was an armor emitting a powerful aura!

A Supreme Treasure Armor!

Lord Ganwu's face showed excitement. One must know that Supreme Treasure Armors were generally configurations owned by Universe Overlords.

Generally, high-level Universe Venerables having a top-tier Heavy Treasure Armor was already considered good, let alone someone as poor as Lord Ganwu.

"Ganwu, I bestow this armor upon you; accept it!" Yang Wu said.

"Ganwu thanks the Lord of Reincarnation!" Lord Ganwu shouted excitedly and respectfully.

"Mm," Yang Wu nodded.

Immediately, Lord Ganwu respectfully received the Supreme Treasure Armor with both hands and stored it away.

"I have a plan regarding the transformation and construction of the Earth lineage, and I will entrust it to you to handle. If you lack manpower, I will give you three quotas."

Having a Universe Venerable subordinate, Yang Wu could finally delegate tasks. The coordination of various forces was naturally to be done by a Universe Venerable; would he, a dignified Universe Lord, do it himself?

"Yes!"

A hint of joy flashed in Lord Ganwu's eyes. This newly joined faction was completely acting as a hands-off manager,

and even gave him three recruitment quotas.

How much power was this?

And how much trust?

The excited Lord Ganwu bowed slightly and then slowly withdrew from the main hall, constantly emphasizing in his heart that he

must handle the Earth matter beautifully.

Inside the main hall.

Yang Wu, one hundred thousand kilometers tall, rested his hands directly on the armrests of the throne, looking up at the towering main hall. The main hall was ten million kilometers high, and even Yang Wu felt that the majestic main hall

was like the endless starry sky.

"No wonder the halls are getting bigger and bigger; it's indeed more comfortable to live in."

Yang Wu said softly.

"During these years stationed in the Milky Way, I will focus on cultivation and first comprehend the Law of Time thoroughly to become a Universe Lord."

"I hope to break through to Universe Lord before the Primitive Star opens."

7

Yang Wu sat on the throne, then closed his eyes and began to concentrate on comprehending the origin of the Law of Time.

Although Yang Wu had already gained the recognition of the origin of the Law of Time as early as the World Lord stage, he would not be rejected now when comprehending the origin of the Law of Time.

However.

Inevitably, Yang Wu's comprehension of the law was still subject to some interference.

This interference.

Perhaps there were factors from the origin of the Law of Space, or perhaps it was a limitation of the law of the universe's operation.

This was unavoidable; otherwise, there would not be so few Universe Lords. The more heaven-defying a life was, the harder it was to achieve success, perhaps this was the so-called.

Yang Wu was not in a hurry.

If ten thousand years was not enough, then twenty thousand years; if twenty thousand years was not enough, then add another ten thousand years. Anyway, there were at least eighty thousand years before the Primitive Star opened.

If he still couldn't make it in eighty thousand years, then the law of the universe's operation might as well trap him to death.

In general.

No rush, take it slow!