Devouring Evolution: I Reborn as an Arctic Wolf Chapter 1775 - 997: Capturing the Star Lord, the Power Struggle Ends!

"Let the Demon Star Lord be entombed alongside the Emperor’s Son!"

"It is no wonder he was so desperate to advocate for peace. All this time, he was nothing more than a puppet for the Black Sun Evil Army!"

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A tidal wave of indignant public outcry surged across the entire nebula layer.

Fortunately, the Trace Crystal eventually depicted the Emperor’s Son being restored by the Heavenly Ghost. This sight restored a glimmer of rationality to the masses, allowing the Ten Thousand Demons Ancestor to finally breathe a sigh of relief.

Yet, contrary to everyone's expectations, the Demon Star Lord suddenly lashed out at that very moment.

World-burning Sky Splitting Technique!

In a flash, a dense manifestation of Dimensional Truth unraveled. This formidable Extreme Heaven Realm Secret Technique was so potent that it actually broke free from the suppression of the Destiny Heaven Seal wielded by the Ten Thousand Demons Ancestor.

This was the pinnacle of the Heavenly Boundary, the very source of the Taboo!

Such is the terrifying and monstrous power inherent in an Extreme Heaven Realm Secret Technique.

Many taboo existences even rely on these techniques during their initial Eras at the Fate Altar.

This is because Forbidden Secret Techniques are far more difficult to forge than Extreme Heaven Realm Secret Techniques, which utilize Dimensional Truth as the ultimate killing foundation.

Legends say the ancient war that decimated the Star Core involved the collision of dozens of Forbidden Techniques, where the spilled blood of Forbidden Giants caused the core's ultimate destruction.

Consequently, despite the significant power gap between the Demon Star Lord and the Ancestor, he managed to repel the latter even under the weight of the Destiny Heaven Seal. In a state of panic, he tore through the fabric of space-time to make his escape.

The Demon Star Lord was well aware that remaining there would result in nothing but certain death!

Rather than being forever branded as a traitor on the pillar of shame, he chose to flee first.

"Hmph! Do not think escaping will be so simple!"

The Ten Thousand Demons Ancestor let out a thunderous roar. However, just as he prepared to give chase, the Trace Crystal showed the Emperor’s Son encountering a crisis during his revival, and the projection vanished.

This caused the expression of the Ten Thousand Demons Ancestor to flicker with internal conflict.

Ultimately, he abandoned his pursuit of the Demon Star Lord and rushed toward the location where the Emperor’s Son was receiving treatment!

This was exactly the outcome Su Lin had meticulously planned.

His goal was never for the Ten Thousand Demons Ancestor to actually hunt down and slay the Demon Star Lord.

Having plotted for so long, how could Su Lin’s ambitions be limited to merely helping the Emperor’s Son seize power?

Furthermore, if power was the only objective, the appearance of the Twelve-winged Dream Butterfly would have been unnecessary.

Everything had been calculated to force the Demon Star Lord into defecting from the Ten Thousand Demons System.

"A half-step taboo Demon Star Lord—you are the greatest prize of this entire scheme!"

By this time, Su Lin had arrived stealthily at the fringes of the nebula layer. Sensing the departure of the Ten Thousand Demons Ancestor, his wolf eyes radiated a chilling Divine Light as he stared toward the path where the Demon Star Lord had fled.

Boom!

His unmatched Divine Speed then tore through the Space-Time River. Standing atop the temporal currents, he crossed hundreds of billions of miles in an instant.

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Having broken out of the Ten Thousand Demons Star, the Star Lord naturally knew which sectors of the Ten Thousand Demons System were the most isolated and poorly guarded.

After a desperate flight spanning hundreds of billions of miles, he reached a vast, empty stretch of the starry sky.

Dreading capture, the Demon Star Lord did not dare pause. He shredded the space-time fabric over a hundred times, nearly draining the meager Dimensional Truth left in his body before finally stopping.

A cultivator who has just reached the half-step taboo stage can only traverse a few billion miles with each tear in space-time.

Now, turning back in a frantic sweep, he found no sign of the Ancestor’s presence within the space-time rift and let out a heavy breath of relief.

However, once the immediate danger passed, a dark, vengeful fire ignited within his flame-like eyes!

"Who is the one framing me? Could it be the Emperor’s Son? Such a cruel and calculated plot doesn't seem like his style, but if not him, then who? Could it be those two from the Heavenly Destiny Clan?"

Having spent years leading campaigns on the frontlines, the Demon Star Lord was no simpleton.

Once he calmed down, he began to analyze the day's abrupt catastrophes.

Yet, after much thought, he shook his head, unable to find a logical explanation.

Specifically, how did the Heizi Tribe fit into this?

The hidden ties between the Heavenly Destiny Clan and the Heizi Tribe—two of the Star Nebula's greatest clans—were not something that could be deciphered so easily.

"No more thinking. I must escape the Ten Thousand Demons System. I still have a Personal Army and lingering resources outside. Even if they cannot help me reclaim my status, they will sustain me for a time," the Demon Star Lord thought to himself.

Just as he began to steady his breathing to rip through space-time once more,

a figure, draped in starlight and wearing Starlight Battle Armor, manifested silently in the void ahead of him.

It was impossible to tell how long this entity had been standing there, quietly observing his every move.

"Who goes there?"

He cried out, his panic returning.

This was not a lack of composure on the Demon Star Lord's part; rather, the day's shocks had surpassed the limits of his understanding.

The starlight-shrouded figure before him possessed an aura even more terrifying than that of the Ancestor.

Even through the blinding radiance, one could feel an imperial pressure so absolute it mirrored that of the Demon Emperor.

"The schemer! Were you not just wondering about me?"

Su Lin sent a surge of Spiritual Will as he shifted his position. With each step, he shattered the illusion of distance, closing in until he was less than ten thousand miles from the Demon Star Lord.

At their scale, this distance allowed them to perceive every detail—the texture of fur, the rhythm of breath, and even the most minuscule fluctuations of Qi.

After all, even without manifesting their Dharma Phase Heaven and Earth, their physical forms stood hundreds of thousands, if not millions, of meters tall!