Devouring Evolution: I Reborn as an Arctic Wolf Chapter 1722 - 970: The Fall of the Lord of the Radiant Sun

The former generals of the Lord of the Radiant Sun, no longer able to endure the mounting despair, led their remaining forces out of the Haori Star System with tears of blood.

However, in this moment of upheaval, even the divine luck that had blessed the Radiant Sun Star had completely vanished.

Relying solely on their Heavenly Boundary battle formations, they were instantly torn to shreds by the concentrated star energy weapon fire from over thirty Wolf Civilization Star Sky Mother Ship Groups.

Against such a relentless barrage of star energy attacks, any formation below the millions or billions scale was utterly fragile and incapable of resisting.

"Stay calm! I refuse to believe Lord Hao has perished until we witness it ourselves. Descending from the direct lineage of angels, Lord Hao possesses the ultimate forbidden technique, Angel Nirvana. Even if our fortune is in chaos, it does not confirm the fall of Lord Hao!"

Among the chaos, the first ancestors who had been elevated by the Lord of the Radiant Sun suppressed their own grief, desperately trying to maintain order.

They knew deep down that Lord Hao would never wish to see the Radiant Sun Tribe collapse into such ruin!

Yet, the legend of Angel Nirvana was little more than a rumor to most.

None of them had ever even encountered the direct angelic lineage.

Furthermore, a technique capable of true resurrection would surely be bound by immense cause and effect, making it a secret no clan would ever disclose.

Despite the hoarse shouts of these ancestors attempting to stabilize the front, the spirit of a vast majority of the Radiant Sun Tribe’s army had already shattered.

Some charged forward in a suicidal rage to strike back at the Wolf Civilization, while others simply stood paralyzed in a daze.

Because the Radiant Sun Tribe’s faith in their Lord was so absolute, his apparent loss was devastating.

Those with weaker wills had already deserted to the Wolf Civilization or fled toward the system's edge, seeking any possible escape.

Amidst this violent turmoil where the remnants of the Radiant Sun Tribe swung between madness and apathy,

the surrounding Star Nebula Great Clans and the powerful warriors of the Wolf Civilization sensed the unprecedented tremor, their eyes flashing with shock, wonder, and predatory excitement.

At this moment, it became clear to everyone that this was the omen preceding the fall of the Lord of the Radiant Sun.

While the death of a standard overlord would merely cause fortune to scatter, the Lord of the Radiant Sun was fused with the very source of a Level 5 Star; his refinement meant the Radiant Sun Star itself would be catastrophically damaged.

Deprived of star power and fortune, the Radiant Sun Tribe’s army was doomed to fail.

Their defeat was inevitable, not just due to the Wolf Civilization’s superior technology, but because nearly a trillion of their own kin had already surrendered!

It was a massacre of brothers, a doomsday hymn!

As the old emperor fell, a eulogy for a new monarch began!

The Wolf Civilization forces, having endured a century of bloody warfare, along with their allied star nebula clans, finally saw the light of certain victory.

After regaining her composure, Qing Ming felt a surge of urgency and flew directly toward Earth.

She was desperate to uncover the earth-shattering method the Wolf Lord had employed to nearly refine the Lord of the Radiant Sun!

By the time Qing Ming reached Earth, its star power and fortune had been fully restored. The planet had expanded dozens of times over, taking on the majestic proportions of a true star in the cosmos, though its original blue hue had shifted to a profound, inky black.

Under the laws of the starry sky's will, this color signified that Earth was now a Sin Star.

From now on, every creature born on this world would carry the mark of a Sin Star species.

While a Sin Star does not face constant trials, its inhabitants encounter tribulations far more severe than ordinary species whenever they attempt to break through major Cultivation thresholds.

This explains why a planet marked by a black starlight pillar is a symbol of both mystery and dread.

Their armies are composed of survivors who have crawled out of horrors far beyond the reach of normal beings!

In equal numbers, a Sin Star army typically massacres any other celestial force.

Even a force three or four times their size can barely hold the line against them.

As Qing Ming approached Earth’s perimeter, her path was blocked by a massive Dream Mysterious Array and nine layers of lethal battle formations and fortune-killing arrays.

The Twelve-winged Dream Butterfly manifested before her, looking magnificent and refined while wielding a Blood Ring and a Falling Star Bow drenched in the blood of countless foes.

During the century of constant war, the Twelve-winged Dream Butterfly had received gifts following the Jupiter Empress’s departure. Even without the Jupiter source, her Cultivation had progressed along dual paths, reaching the peak of the late stage of the Nine Heavens.

Even a monstrous genius like Qing Ming, an "unspeakable" variable, felt a tremor of pressure when facing this War Emperor of the Wolf Clan.

Though the pressure was slight, it was a testament to the Twelve-winged Dream Butterfly’s formidable power.

"The Wolf Pack Mother Star is forbidden to all tribes!"

Having never met Qing Ming, the Twelve-winged Dream Butterfly issued a cold, detached spiritual command that echoed across the planet. Simultaneously, over a thousand Dream Guards appeared, assembling an Extreme Heaven Realm battle formation in the void.

With the remaining Wolf Group New Army and various loyal retainers appearing as well, Qing Ming realized she could not investigate the Wolf Lord’s secrets in silence.

With a cold snort, she left a message: "An old friend, Qing Ming, requests an audience with the Wolf Lord at our original meeting place once his seclusion ends!"

Leaving an atomic avatar behind to document the historic battles of this system, Qing Ming’s true body departed.

She hurried back to the Blazing Nebula substation to report the staggering events she had witnessed and to deliberate on how the investors should now treat the Wolf Lord and his civilization.

A remote system with three suns and a new overlord rising in less than ten millennia—this news would surely send shockwaves through the Blazing Nebula.

The Wolf Lord and his people were now destined to be watched by the most powerful Star Nebula Great Clans.

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Standing before Meng Hu, Su Lin looked down at him as if he were already a corpse, her expression devoid of any warmth or emotion.

A terrifying sense of peril gripped the Invincible Fierce Tiger. Meng Hu, whose breath was shallow and weak, gasped in fear, feeling like a fish pinned to the White Wolf’s cutting board. This helplessness pushed his mind toward a total breakdown. He could not fathom why the White Wolf had spared him only to drag him from the ice back to the Land of Adventure. The terror of the unknown consumed him, but in his crippled state, he was powerless to fight back within the White Wolf's domain.

Su Lin observed Meng Hu with the detached gaze of a high-ranking master inspecting a captured slave.

"Howl—" Su Lin growled low to the surrounding wolves, ordering them to take the dying Siberian Tiger away and keep him under guard.

Several wolves moved in unison to drag Meng Hu away. As his body scraped against the rough earth, his festering wounds reopened, leaving a long, dark trail of blood that stretched out from the cave.

Su Lin watched the trail of blood, her eyes as still and unreadable as a deep well.

Regarding the remaining Variant Species Flesh, Su Lin intended to distribute it based on merit very soon. The Wolf Clan waited in eager anticipation; to them, nothing surpassed the importance of such a feast.

Several wolves stared at the piles of meat, salivating with predatory hunger, ready to pounce the moment Su Lin gave the signal.