Devouring Evolution: I Reborn as an Arctic Wolf Chapter 1948 - 1084: Lord of Yangyang Faces Death, Su Lin Slaughters Hundred Stars! (Part 2)

Subsequently, his physical vessel, Origin, and Soul Spirit faltered, shaking uncontrollably under that daunting stare. As the Wolf Lord gently pressed a single white claw upon his brow, his very existence shattered, succumbing to complete instability.

It is all over!

The Lord of Yangyang, barely touching the threshold of a Half-step Forbidden status, lacked the stature to face the Wolf Lord in open combat.

For the sheer potency of the Wolf Lord’s physical frame and his Qi-Blood surpassed anything the Lord of Yangyang could perceive.

The Lord of Yangyang's experience remained narrow; the greatest manifestations of force he had witnessed were merely the suppressed auras of the Red Sun Emperor and Sun Empress.

Thus, the sheer physical dominion and terrifying oppression of the Wolf Lord transcended his entire repertoire of knowledge.

Still, Su Lin chose not to vaporize him instantly. Instead, he forced the disintegration of his Soul Spirit, Origin, and flesh, subsequently suppressing and sealing each fragment, which he then cast into his Origin Space.

If the Wolf Pack Civilization were to secure this unprecedented triumph in the Wangshu Zone, the arrangement of the three suns overhead would surely undergo further evolution.

Perhaps within the Sky Wolf System, a Level 5 Sin Star could even manifest.

With such considerations in mind, Su Lin let out a resonate howl after subduing the Lord of Yangyang, a signal for his three primary armies to rapidly sweep the theater of war and eliminate the remaining constant stars and minor celestial bodies.

Only Level 2 and Primary Life Planets remained untouched.

This served as a way to preserve a spark in this star system, ensuring the Wolf Pack Civilization did not result in total annihilation.

Su Lin himself turned his attention to the next star.

Nearly two millennia had elapsed, and intelligence reports pouring in from the Southernmost Land resembled a flurry of snow.

What kind of entity was the Roach Emperor? An insubordinate, arrogant sovereign who feared neither surrender nor destruction.

When the Undying Cockroach Army Group under its banner bombarded his scouts with desperate signals for aid, it was clear they were nearing their breaking point.

Su Lin needed to swiftly clean up the remaining stars and minor bodies of the Hundred Stars Alliance.

He sought to further diminish the Undying Cockroach Army Group, yet he was careful not to utterly cripple that formidable force.

After all, this was a Star Sky Insect Clan imbued with boundless potential.

His own hubris and lack of oversight had already cost him the Charm Fox and the Phantom Army; Su Lin refused to let the Roach Emperor and the Undying Cockroach Army Group meet the same fate.

Moreover, the Roach Emperor was not the Charm Fox; if defeated, she would surely perish in the fray.

Driven by this, Su Lin emitted a long howl, parading his peerless might as he single-handedly tore through several Small Star Defense Arrays.

The star-based foundations utilized by Heavenly Venerate bodies could not withstand even a millionth of Su Lin’s strength; they were frail before his advance.

Even the concentration of the Power of All Living Beings provided no salvation against him.

Upon breaching the defenses, Su Lin immediately refined the stars into his Celestial Wolf Wings.

Now charged with immense Star Energy and the Power of All Living Beings, the Celestial Wolf Wings could shift into Star River Wings in an instant, spanning a radius of several light-years.

These stars and minor celestial bodies became ornaments upon his wings.

As more were refined, his wings began to resemble a miniature cosmos.

Remarkably, the living beings within the refined stars continued to thrive.

It felt like a miracle.

Could living beings endure while compressed within refined stars? Did this imply Su Lin could conjure a small cosmos with a mere thought or reshape the Heavens themselves? The Dimensional Truth allowed for such things, yet only the legendary, full-powered Forbidden Giants possessed the capacity for such reality-altering miracles.

This phenomenon found its only explanation in the fragmented memories of the starry sky Su Lin had intercepted in the void.

"Is this the Heavenly Boundary path that requires completion? It necessitates the creation of a cosmos, which seems to intersect with the atomic-level self-proven Forbidden path in a unique way! Come, let me witness exactly how many routes exist for ascending into the Forbidden realm!"

As he continued the refinement, Su Lin ignored the murmurs of the starry void, growing only more eager to explore the fantastical boundaries of this path.

His Celestial Wolf Wings now nourished life itself.

This provided him with the support of a miniature cosmos, practically granting him a storage dimension far larger than his Origin Space.

It was no wonder the Peng Emperor could unravel the foundations of the Purple Brilliance Star Core by treading this path; the miniature cosmos created by the Peng Emperor to prolong his Heavenly Boundary journey must have been impossibly vast.

Boom!

In that instant, Su Lin turned pathologically icy and ruthless.

The previous mandate—demanding surrender within three months to the Wolf Pack Battle Banner—had been replaced by an immediate ultimatum: capitulate upon the arrival of the Wolf Lord, or face total eradication as their stars were refined into his own entity.

The methods were brutal.

The Wolf Pack Civilization suppressed all news regarding the fall of the Lord of Yangyang, the Hundred Stars Godslaying Army, and the elite forces of the Hundred Stars Alliance.

Survival is the truest instinct of species; unity in the face of an external threat is a rare commodity. Under the blood-soaked reputation of the Wolf Pack Civilization, many planets did not dare even a token resistance.

Across the expanse of the Hundred Stars Alliance, some thirty stars and two hundred smaller bodies surrendered before the Wolf Pack Civilization even drew near.

The Wolf Pack felt obligated to honor such surrenders, for they were not chaotic, savage brigands like the Sea of Star Sand; they possessed their own strict code and principles.

Yet the cosmos is vast, and pacifying the remaining remnants of the Hundred Stars Alliance consumed another three hundred years.

In those centuries, Su Lin incorporated over thirty stars and a hundred small stars into his own body. He could sense the internal cosmos maturing, with the survival rate of the living beings within the Sky Wolf System steadily climbing.

From initial total death to the 'Undead' state, then to partial survival, and finally to the current state where life could fully persist, his progress was evident.

Yet, once these beings were refined into his Celestial Wolf Wings, their growth reached a hard ceiling; they were unable to advance further. It seemed his self-created Star River Wings remained imperfect.

He could sense the eleventh Heavenly Boundary Mark residing within the Star River Wings, but it remained elusive—a phantom, like a flower reflection on the surface of a mirror.

Like the wings themselves, the internal creatures seemed to exist more like mass-produced clay models than living souls, unable to reproduce or transcend. The wings required an immense, constant influx of energy—ten thousand times greater than the previous ten marks—to maintain their cohesion.

If he failed to refine this, Su Lin’s superior energy could not sustain the construct, and it would disperse into scattered Star Energy and the Power of All Living Beings.

While it might still act as a 'Nightmare' to boost his combat output, it would never reach the unparalleled, reality-shaking force wielded by the Peng Emperor.

Ignoring all else, he stood before Meng Hu, observing the beast with eyes as cold as a burial shroud, devoid of any emotional stirrings.

The suffocating aura of impending death enveloped the Invincible Fierce Tiger, forcing him to draw a ragged, shuddering breath. He felt like a fish splayed upon a butcher's block under the White Wolf’s blade. Meng Hu could not fathom why the White Wolf had spared him from the ice only to bring him to this Land of Adventure, an act that shattered his resolve. With his strength depleted, resistance was an impossibility. Within the domain of the White Wolf, he was truly at the mercy of his captor.

Su Lin scrutinized Meng Hu like a lofty master evaluating a captured slave, his gaze dismissing him entirely.