Dominating Martial King

Yanrong had left the Heavenly Candle Star for nine million years, yet as soon as he set foot on this star’s ground, the star immediately pulsed in resonance with him.

The Temporal Heavenly Rules inherent within the entire star became active, echoing and harmonizing with Yanrong.

In just that moment, Yanrong felt the stubborn injuries within his body recover slightly.

His injuries primarily stemmed from the Heavenly Rules power that several Ancestor Gods had implanted within him, intermingling and gnawing at his bones and heart, making them extremely troublesome.

However, as long as he had sufficient power, he could break down and expel the Heavenly Rules within him, one by one.

This Heavenly Candle Star, which he had nurtured for millions of years, could amplify his strength to its peak, surpassing the usefulness of any Divine Artifact.

Yanrong, filled with endless emotion, withdrew his gaze from the ground and turned to look at the former ’Heavenly Candle Star Lord’ beside him.

This god’s body was entwined with serpents formed by temporal power, rendering him immobile and unable to resist.

The ’Heavenly Candle Star Lord’s’ divine body, five hundred feet in height, trembled slightly, his face pale as paper. Though his eyes were wide open, brimming with anger, they seemed to hold more astonishment and disbelief.

Just a few breaths ago, he was exerting every effort to refine this star anew, completely unprepared for the true master of the star to break free from the Time River and return to the ’Heavenly Candle Star.’

He was caught off-guard and was unable to mount any effective resistance, easily captured by ’Time God’ Yanrong.

"You actually hid your power?"

Yanrong scrutinized the ’Heavenly Candle Star Lord’ from head to toe, eyes filled with admiration: "A clever little fellow, if your manifestation of the Temporal Heavenly Rules had been slightly stronger, then Tai Hao, She Yuan, Emperor Xuan, they surely wouldn’t have let you live."

The giant god before him was merely a product of compromise by Tai Hao and others, merely a caretaker of the Time God’s legacy on the Heavenly Candle Star.

As soon as this person displayed slightly stronger power, it would invite disaster.

However, he was very smart; despite amassing considerable power, he kept it concealed, never drawing attention.

Even when the Wood Sword Immortal drove him from the Heavenly Candle Star, this person didn’t reveal his true strength.

Yet——

"You’ve comprehended many secrets of time within my star, but alas, too rigid, too homogeneous, lacking any distinct features, and without much personal imprint."

Yanrong’s lips curled slightly: "Hence, I must thank you for providing me with exceptional resources to recover my injuries and power."

The temporal power the ’Heavenly Candle Star Lord’ wielded was essentially a replica of his strength.

Thus, even if he absorbed it, the backlash would presumably be minimal.

Instantly, the ’Heavenly Candle Star Lord’s’ countenance changed dramatically, his resistance and struggle intensifying tenfold.

Yet in the next moment, his divine body exploded with a roar, and the thick Qi-blood along with the Heavenly Rules power he diligently cultivated were forcibly extracted by Yanrong, gradually integrating into his body.

Helpless, the ’Heavenly Candle Star Lord’ refrained from lamenting or cursing, instead calmly offered an analysis: "God, please listen to me! Your return today has caught All Gods unprepared but is definitely not the best timing. Doing so only benefits the Mortal Emperor in the Demon Realm Battlefront, without any advantage to you.

The Ancestor Gods who once besieged you, ’Yang God’ Tai Hao, ’Fire God’ Yanrong, ’Water God’ Tiangong, ’Golden God’ Bai Zhu, though they have each experienced death once, their powers greatly diminished.

However, ’Yin God’ Yue Xi, ’Void God’ She Yuan, that ’Ice God’ Emperor Xuan, ’Wind God’ Emperor Shura, ’Wood God’ Spirit Power, their powers have transformed remarkably, and each holds Pangu’s Essence Soul. Even ’Stone God’ and ’Wood God,’ they are unwilling to see you regain control of the Heavenly Candle and return to your peak.

If God acts recklessly, death awaits you for certain. Even heavily injured, relying on the Heavenly Candle Star’s support, you cannot withstand those allied Ancestor God Emperors. God, why not give me the chance to manage the Heavenly Candle for you—"

He couldn’t continue, his mind finally losing control: "No wonder others say among the Twelve Ancestor Gods, only you, Yanrong, are the purest fool! You’re courting death and aiding others to succeed. I curse you, Yanrong, you shall perish beneath All Gods’ blades. Soon, I too shall resurrect from within your body!"

Yanrong remained unmoved, continuing to absorb and integrate the last vestiges of Qi-blood and the final traces of Heavenly Rules power from the ’Heavenly Candle Star Lord’ into his own body.

This method would leave profound hidden dangers.

At this moment, the ’Heavenly Candle Star Lord’s’ residual soul was stirring chaos within him, overturning river and sea.

Even with Yanrong’s formidable Divine Power, he could only temporarily suppress it, unable to completely refine it.

Yet, at this juncture, he couldn’t afford to care, seeking only to elevate his strength to the utmost before facing battle.

A few breaths later, an abnormal flush spread across Yanrong’s pale cheeks.

At this time, a figure crossed the void and arrived.

A giant spirit clad in black clothes and black hair, his face also pale, his features delicate and handsome, resembling Yanrong’s somewhat.

However, he lacked a single horn and exuded a slightly gentle aura. His black hair flowed like ink, hanging long and silky; his eyes were as black as obsidian, bright as the stars in the sky.

Yanrong’s gaze sharpened suddenly as he looked upon this black-clad, black-haired giant spirit!