Ultragene Warlord

"[Fists of the Silent Sea: Fade]!" As Zhang Lie punched forward once more, another black serpent appeared behind him.

The moment Zhang Lie struck, however, its scales turned blood-red, and dragon's horns emerged from its head. In the blink of an eye, it became a dragon of blood that surged forth with Zhang Lie's punch.

With frightening, boundless energy, it devoured the pale-white flames, then exploded—not because of the flames themselves, but because the blood dragon self-destructed, spreading its aura of annihilation in a wide area about him.

Pitch-black energy devoured everything in its surroundings like a typhoon. The hovering pale-white flames were sucked in and quickly snuffed out; the dragon's energy was like a black hole.

The pale-white flames tried to resist the black energy's incursion, but they never stood a chance. They succumbed to the energy, found themselves devoured, and were banished out of existence.

The ground splintered and cracked around them, and huge boulders and clumps of dirt were sent flying into the air.

The black hole's massive suction force pulled in even the boulders and dirt, forming a massive storm in the air that spread wider and wider. The next moment, the black hole suddenly pinched shut and vanished from sight, leaving nothing behind. The flames and energy that were sucked away vanished without a trace.

As the black hole vanished, leaving a vacuum in the air, the storm only grew more and more intense. A hemispherical hole was left in the ground.

Zhang Lie, standing in the eye of the storm, had an ugly expression on his face—because as the black hole vanished, so too did the phoenix's disaster-grade core. Not only had the energy of annihilation snuffed out the phoenix's pale-white flames, it had even destabilized space to such an extent that a black hole formed.

The black hole swallowed everything up, including the disaster-grade core. Who knew where the core had gone?

Zhang Lie turned to the sky and asked, "Sage, do you have a means of reclaiming the lost core?"

Space shifted once more, and Zhang Lie found himself back in the draconian sage's residence.

The sage shrugged. "You shouldn't have released such an attack without having foreseen the consequences."

Zhang Lie cried out in exasperation, "The disaster-grade lifeform was too weak—it couldn't even survive that one attack!"

The sage rolled his eyes. "And just how many disaster-grade lifeforms do you think could have achieved such a feat?"

Even kings of the realm would have been hard-pressed to do so, let alone mere disaster-grade lifeforms.

Zhang Lie asked, "Is there a way to reclaim it?"

The sage shrugged again. "To be honest, I don't know where the core is, either. I can't locate it with my senses—it's been removed from the world entirely."

Zhang Lie sighed, but he wasn't too disappointed. Killing disaster-grade lifeforms wasn't a particularly difficult task for him. Whereas others had to group up and scheme to barely manage such a kill, Zhang Lie had dealt with five in a row without any rest except to absorb their disaster-grade cores.

Furthermore, he had accomplished all that within three days.

"Are there any more disaster-grade lifeforms in the vicinity?"

The sage rolled his eyes once again. "Do you think that disaster-grade lifeforms are like radishes, that they're everywhere to be found? An ordinary medium-sized world only tends to have one or two disaster-grade lifeforms. When the nine worlds merged together, the original disaster-grade lifeforms in the draconian world were killed by your warlords."

The world of the dark spirits could not sustain any native life, not even plants, let alone disaster-grade lifeforms. 

The demons' world had one or two disaster-grade lifeforms to begin with, but the primordial demon had transformed them all into demons. That world only consisted of plants, poisonous bugs, and demons. 

The devil trees' world also had a disaster-grade lifeform, but it was killed when Sun Mengmeng set the entire forest ablaze.

In the end, Zhang Lie was missing just ten disaster gene fragments, a particularly annoying gap.

There were surely a great deal of post-peak-grade lifeforms in the upgraded draconians' world, but it would take quite some time to develop them into disaster-grade lifeforms. Zhang Lie was going to leave for the world of the east with Li Qianlin in two days, and he didn't have the time to spare.

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"Right, I still have the proof of kingship from a medium-sized world in my possession..." Zhang Lie retrieved a scepter of bone from his soulspace, the proof of kingship of the Mengtai world. The Mengtai world wasn't among the eight worlds neighboring the draconian world, so Zhang Lie had forgotten about it.

The sage glanced at the proof of kingship curiously. "You want me to merge this world with the draconians' world and see if there are any disaster-grade lifeforms within?"

Zhang Lie nodded.

The draconian sage didn't refuse. He sent an announcement to all the humans and draconians in the world, informing them of the upcoming merger and shocking them all. How long had it been since the nine-world merger? The original inhabitants hadn't even managed to get used to the changes yet, and another one was already coming.

The Milky Way's forces were moving far too rapidly… Were kings of the realm so easy to kill? Weren't they the peak of their respective worlds?

The draconian sage initiated the merger of the worlds immediately, without giving the humans and draconians any time to prepare. Given the experience from before, he was certain the humans and draconians could handle the shock.

A beam of light shot into the air, and the scepter of bone floated up along with it. It morphed into an orb of light and revolved around the pillar. The dragon's scale that the draconian sage was responsible for began to glow with light.

The entirety of the draconian world began to tremble as the shadow of another world appeared over the horizon, shocking everyone.

The orb of light floated down toward the dragon's scale and combined with it.

All the inhabitants of the world, the draconians, the mammoths, the bearmen, and so on, saw the new world above the horizon, a world that was slowly approaching theirs. As the will of the Mengtai world dissolved into that of the draconians' world, the draconian sage roared. The dragon's scale radiated light in ten colors, and the images of ten different worlds flashed over it.

After the merger, the draconian sage's strength and abilities rose by another level. He still wasn't fully accustomed to his newfound strength, but was able to use it reasonably effectively.

The draconian sage closed his eyes. "There is indeed a disaster-grade lifeform in the Mengtai world."

Zhang Lie grinned.

The draconian sage continued, "This disaster-grade lifeform is known as Bahamut, the king of beasts. It's a guardian deity of the Mengtai clan, as well as the beast that will ultimately destroy the world during an apocalypse."

Zhang Lie rubbed his palms. "No need for all these stories. Send me over!"

With a wave of a hand, the draconian sage wrapped Zhang Lie up in spatial energy and whisked him away. Zhang Lie found himself before a gigantic mountain range, one which gave off the aura of a disaster-grade lifeform.

He was certain that Bahamut had to be within...