Devouring Evolution: I Reborn as an Arctic Wolf Chapter 1958 - 1089: Qing Ming Observes, Battle Blood Awakens

Blood spilled across three thousand miles in an instant, the twelve-colored divine essence streaking through the cosmos like a hauntingly beautiful, dazzling wound upon the stars.

Su Lin had begun to sustain injuries.

His combat experience and his ability to instantly identify and counter complex secret art talents simply fell short when compared to the Black Sun Star Priest.

"Kill!"

Yet, it was precisely this pressure that ignited a primal fury within the Wolf Lord. Risking further injury, he manifested his Celestial Wolf Wings, which instantly coiled around and entangled the Black Sun Star Priest.

The two titans clashed in the stifling confines of a collapsing space.

Fist met scale, claw shredded flesh, and every strike found the bone. Both possessed atomic-level self-proven bodies, unmatched across the star-strewn reaches of the void; within the realm of half-step taboo, they stood without equal.

Even the most elite star-sky physiques paled in comparison to them.

In this cramped battlefield, the struggle devolved into a brutal exchange of life and vitality, where superior combat awareness and refined instincts were rendered utterly void.

"Wolf Lord, have you finally exhausted your arsenal? Despite walking three paths toward taboo, this is all you have to show? You cannot win a contest of attrition here; with thirty billion Heavenly Boundary Hidden Guards surrounding us, and having branded yourself as the greatest villain in the Wangshu Zone alongside the Red Sun Emperor, you aren't leaving this alive. Regardless, I shall preserve your husk, strip away its secrets, and use them to ascend the peak once more!"

Facing the Wolf Lord’s desperate, reckless assault, the Black Sun Star Priest remained unfazed, his eyes radiating a glacial, terrifying light.

His confidence was absolute.

No one in the same realm had ever bested him.

Even the legendary Blazing Flame Ink would have fallen to him in a clash of equal cultivation. Perhaps it was his own complex path—filled with conflicting powers and internal dissonance—that had trapped him for ages; had he been less burdened, he might have been the preeminent figure of the previous era.

Undoubtedly, he would have met a glorious end as well.

"Kill!"

The two combatants dueled with a frantic intensity, occasionally unfurling world-shattering secret arts that defied comprehension.

Su Lin pushed his 'Heaven and Earth Grieve Together' and 'Celestial Wolf Body' to their absolute limits, yet he remained unable to fully dismantle the defenses of the Black Sun Star Priest.

The Priest was, after all, a supreme pride of heaven, his repertoire of extraordinary secret arts appearing endless.

Shadows of ancient deities loomed behind them both, swaying as if each technique and talent were evolving its own distinct divine charm.

Boom!

Another exchange left their bodies shattered, bones pulverized, yet these grave wounds mended in the blink of an eye.

Deep in the shadows, Qing Ming—armed with top-secret intelligence—clung to the periphery of the battlefield, watching and sensing from hundreds of billions of miles away.

With the heightened senses of adversaries like the Wolf Lord and the Black Sun Star Priest, drawing any closer would invite discovery, even with her stealth arts active.

After all, these were peak powerhouses, entities standing just beneath the threshold of true taboo.

"Since when did the Wolf Lord’s physical frame become so formidable? Surely it rivals that of Chi Yanqian! He once attempted to self-prove taboo, and his form was partially reconstructed by the essence blood of Blazing Flame Ink!"

Qing Ming felt a cold dread permeate her, even across the vast distance.

She struggled to grasp how the Wolf Lord could have mastered the atomic-level body path and effectively surpassed her own progress.

The Wolf Lord teetered on the razor's edge of self-proving taboo, a single opportunity away from shattering his limits through a total crossing tribulation.

The realization triggered a crushing sense of defeat within Qing Ming.

When they first encountered one another, she was certain of her ability to suppress him. Yet now, after a mere few tens of thousands of years, even her most prized achievement—the atomic-level path—had been utterly eclipsed by him.

"A variable! This is truly the ultimate variable! Does the Squad Leader not comprehend this? Such an anomaly must be eradicated immediately; with sufficient resources, his growth will reach heights beyond imagining!"

Qing Ming muttered in fear.

She dared not approach the Squad Leader, for her current treachery defied his heavenly mandate. A confrontation with him would result in only one outcome: death.

Though once loyal to the 'Unspeakable' and the Squad Leader, Qing Ming’s perspective had been permanently fractured by the 'Unspeakable' upheaval.

Even as she cursed the Wolf Lord for his defiance, she began to distance herself from the 'Unspeakable', harboring quiet ambitions to seize the Golden Sun Star and crown herself queen.

In her estimation, once she attained the status of taboo, even the Squad Leader would be powerless to command her.

Yet, Qing Ming remained blind to the truth: the tenth heaven's ultimate atomic peak was merely a starting line for integrating the remainder of Blazing Flame Ink’s form—scarcely the threshold for true taboo.

To achieve self-proving taboo at the atomic level, one must conjure a world within a flower and a universe within a leaf; every cell must expand, every meridian must synchronize, forging the self into a living cosmos.

That is the true essence of atomic-level taboo.

Ignorant of such depth, Qing Ming held fast to the belief that the tenth heaven was the key to unlocking her grand opportunity.

While Qing Ming hovered in the shadows, struck by disbelief, Su Lin and Chi Yanqian escalated their battle, blood raining into the void.

The resilience of their atomic-level bodies kept them deadlocked at the pinnacle.

Chi Yanqian leaned heavily into his second Extreme Heaven Realm Heavy Artifact: a suit of Purple Gold Battle Armor.

It was not a defensive implement, but a siphon designed to draw the vast energy of the surrounding nebula to replenish his own reserves, fueling his endurance.

As the clashes mounted, Chi Yanqian realized the impossibility of slaying this ferocious wolf in a short engagement.

He ordered the Hidden Guards to encircle the Wolf Lord completely, initiating a rotating Extreme Heaven Realm Battle Formation intended to grind the Wolf Lord down through sheer fatigue.

It was not a lack of power that drove Chi Yanqian, but a preference for overwhelming advantages over reckless risks.

This narrow-minded caution set Chi Yanqian apart from Blazing Flame Ink.

Chi Yanqian coveted too much and reached too far, lacking the iron-willed courage required to endure the most extreme calamities.

Thus, his fate was sealed to a mediocre end; despite talent that once overwhelmed an era, he would never touch the heavens of taboo.

True taboo is earned only by those with the resolve to endlessly forge ahead.

"Kill!"

Though he lacked true invincibility, Chi Yanqian used his thirty billion guards to drive the Wolf Lord into a corner.

Divided into three distinct formations, the guards imprisoned Su Lin in a triangular trap.

Even if he sought to flee, the convergence of the three formations twisted the space-time continuum, rendering escape impossible.

Su Lin found himself pinned by Chi Yanqian, unable to summon the divine speed needed to rupture the containment.

"Hahaha! You ancient curs clinging to the remnants of the Blazing Flame Clan—this is all the fight you have left? You dare speak of ruling the world while being so pathetic? To me, you are not noble or radiant sovereigns; you are merely failed losers who refuse to face reality, hiding behind past favors to trick the Star Nebula Force, masquerading as something grand while you plot your pathetic revival!"

Faced with the closing net, the ferocity in Su Lin’s eyes burned with renewed heat.

He could feel the dormant battle-blood, quiet since the 'Nightmare,' beginning to roar once more.

In truth, since the 'Nightmare,' Su Lin had rarely found an opponent capable of pushing him to his limits. Neither the Lord of the Radiant Sun nor the Star Sand Master had forced him to exhaust his full potential.

His only lingering question was why the 'Unspeakable' and the Blazing Flame Clan—sworn enemies—had aligned against him.

He assumed the 'Unspeakable' must have used an invested mark to signal his location to the Blazing Flame remnants and these sinful Heavenly Boundary warriors.

He had yet to dismantle the Bright Day System or fully uproot the Blazing Flame clan’s influence in the Wangshu Zone. Regardless of the betrayal, he sensed it had arrived prematurely.

He pushed the thought aside. Su Lin knew that once the smoke of this war cleared, the truth would be laid bare.