Swallowed Star Chapter 1480 - The Destruction of Purple Moon Universe

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

“Transcend reincarnation?” Morosa shook its head. “Master, as a life form from the primal universe, you face that fate. I do not. My current power rivals a true god of void space… yet nobody has ever compelled me to transcend reincarnation.”

Luo Feng sighed in awe. Such was its sheer dominance. Equal in stature to the primal universe, even the origin's willpower couldn't compel it to act against its will.

“Let’s go,” Luo Feng commanded. “Come with me to Purple Moon Holy Land.”

“Yes, Master.” Excitement flickered in Morosa’s eyes. Naturally, it understood the purpose of this journey.

Luo Feng showed no trace of mercy. Earlier, the Sector Beast crisis had demanded his full focus, sidelining everything else amid the urgency. But with the threat resolved, Purple Moon Holy Land's relentless oppression of humanity—and their repeated attempts on his life—made them his mortal foes! Moreover, he required the final piece for his Shi Wu Wings.

Hu!

Star Tower instantly teleported, disappearing into the boundless chaotic currents.

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As Luo Feng and Morosa headed toward Purple Moon Holy Land Universe, a crucial assembly unfolded in the virtual universe's Pantheon Sanctuary. Representatives from humanity, the Hong Alliance races, demons, bugs, Space Beast Alliance, Ancestral God School, and solitary supreme beings like Sitting Mountain Guest—all had convened!

Silence reigned.

They exchanged thoughts only through voice transmissions. Anxiety etched their faces and gazes, impossible to hide. This decisive battle determined the survival of every race. Bad tidings would spell total doom for them all.

At the top seat, clad in white robes, Luo Feng sat with eyes closed. None dared interrupt.

Hua!

Abruptly, Luo Feng's eyes snapped open. The true gods, who had diverted thoughts to monitor him, turned instantly. Even universe masters beyond the Pantheon Sanctuary rose, peering toward the grand hall from afar. Eager anticipation burned in their eyes as they awaited Luo Feng's verdict.

“Everyone,” he began.

Luo Feng gazed downward; a grin suddenly lit his face.

That single smile instantly hinted the outcome to the true gods below and universe masters outside. Yet without Luo Feng's direct confirmation, doubt lingered. They held their breaths, eyes locked on him, yearning for the proclamation.

“The ultimate battle—we triumphed!” Luo Feng declared resonantly. “Sector Beast crisis ended. This reincarnation cycle persists for trillions more eras. No need to worry, all!”

Cheers erupted from the true gods below in unison.

“Hahaha!”

“Victory! Victory!”

“Amazing!”

“We won!”

These pinnacle existences of their races forgot decorum in the moment! Universe masters outside the Pantheon Sanctuary buzzed with equal thrill.

From his lower seat, Sitting Mountain Guest gazed at Luo Feng, a smile forming. Finally, relief washed over him.

“Luo Feng.” Primal Chaos City Leader turned, beaming. Laughter flowed freer than ever. “Disciple, you’ve never let me down.”

*******

Jubilation filled the air.

Word of victory spread rapidly among races. Even hidden true gods from first and second reincarnation eras—who had lost miniature universes in Universe Ocean—caught wind.

“Success?”

“We survived?”

Figures like Jue He True God and Rampaging Devil God, adrift in Universe Ocean's isolation, felt scant joy. Their miniature universes and kin were gone; eternal solitude awaited until doom.

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In East Emperor Holy Land Universe, East Emperor Ancestor strode the immense continent, observing his subjects. “Did we make it?”

Some lived mere decades. Witnessing life's cycles across the land, he had braced himself—yet news ignited uncontainable elation.

“Hahaha…” East Emperor Ancestor roared with laughter, head thrown back—for himself and his people.

All in East Emperor Universe—true gods, universe masters—rejoiced wildly. They had endured the catastrophe.

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Joy reigned in Purple Moon Holy Land Universe too. Universe masters and true gods brimmed with emotion; even Purple Moon Ancestor beamed.

“My fortunes are unparalleled,” Purple Moon Ancestor proclaimed. “Destined for glory, how could Sector Beast calamity fell me?”

Relaxed and elated, a spark of fury then crossed his eyes.

“Luo Feng halted the Sector Beast crisis—a fearsome talent. My future rival. Why didn’t he die with them? No matter. He survived this round.” Purple Moon Ancestor shook his head. “We’ll clash later to see who prevails. I won’t yield now.”

Dismissing Luo Feng, Purple Moon Ancestor reveled with subordinates in a grand feast. Surviving doom merited such revelry.

While Purple Moon Holy Land's elite celebrated gleefully, Star Tower materialized in the surrounding void. Two figures emerged from its base side door: silver-armored Luo Feng and horned, regal Morosa.

“Purple Moon Holy Land.” Luo Feng eyed the colossal miniature universe afar. “Time to obliterate it.”

Enemies unto death! Mercy from Luo Feng?

“Morosa, how long to devour it fully?” Luo Feng pressed.

“Unlike second- or third-stage Sector Beasts,” Morosa grinned, “my sector perfected, swallowing power elevated. Swift, but exact time needs testing.”

“Hmm… Proceed.” Luo Feng ordered.

Morosa nodded.

Staring at Purple Moon Holy Land Universe, its horns unleashed myriad twisted white rays. Horn tips pulsed as sources, mimicking Gemini constellation, weaving bizarre gravity enveloping the distant universe.

Hong!

Spacetime quaked, warped. Blinding light along distorted rays surged madly into Morosa, who blazed like a sun a trillionfold brighter.

Luo Feng glanced aside at Morosa, its radiance obscuring features.

“Progress?” he inquired.

“Purple Moon Ancestor channels willpower for extra resistance,” Morosa reported. “Vast universe, potent origin bolstered by his will… Devouring takes time. About one day.”

“One day?” Luo Feng chuckled.

Ordinary Sector Beasts needed 100,000 years; the king, mere days.

“The moment I awaited.” Luo Feng laughed heartily.

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Inside Purple Moon Holy Land Universe, Purple Moon Ancestor presided above as true gods and universe masters savored delicacies and wine, chattering boisterously in delight.

But now…

“Sector Beasts devouring?”

“Ancestor, Sector Beasts target our Purple Moon Holy Land?”

“Impossible? Primal universe messaged: crisis over. Milky Way Horde Leader eliminated them all?”

Chaos gripped the assembly.

Towering above, Purple Moon Ancestor raged, “Sector Beasts devour our origin now! My miniature universe—how could I mistake? Alert primal universe kin immediately! Sector Beasts persist, assaulting my universe!”

“Yes, Ancestor.”

“Got it.”

“Understood.”

Subordinates panicked, messaging primal universe true gods.

High above, Purple Moon Ancestor seethed with fury and dread. Devouring accelerated terrifyingly!

Rage boiled toward Milky Way Horde Leader Luo Feng's victory claim. Why Sector Beasts anew?

Did Luo Feng fail? Purple Moon Ancestor speculated wildly. Knowing doom loomed, did he fabricate triumph in madness before end? Defeat meant his demise anyway.

Anxiety fueled wild conjectures.

Never dreaming Luo Feng enslaved a Sector Beast—kept secret, unknown even to primal universe elites!

*******

Virtual universe, Pantheon Sanctuary: races' true gods and universe masters reveled in victory ceremony over Sector Beasts.

Luo Feng and Primal Chaos City Leader sat highest, amid laughter.

Suddenly, a voice boomed: “Sector Beasts uneradicated! Devouring Purple Moon Holy Land Universe!”

Pantheon Sanctuary hushed instantly.

“Yes, Purple Moon Holy Land reports attack—origin under siege!”

“Purple Moon Holy Land faces Sector Beast assault.”

“Surviving Sector Beasts!”

Uproar exploded. Did Milky Way Horde Leader deceive? Tension soared.

Space Beast Ancestor queried, “Milky Way Horde Leader, Sector Beasts fully destroyed, or remnants linger?”

Nine Remoteness True Master fretted, “Milky Way, lingering Sector Beasts must be purged fast. Growth renews the threat.”

“Everyone.”

Luo Feng addressed below; silence fell.

“Fear not,” he assured. “Sector Beast crisis truly ended. Doubt me? Consult three ancestral gods—they’ve origin willpower intel confirming it.”

All eyes turned to ancestral gods.

They exchanged glances.

Elder ancestral god affirmed, “Sector Beast crisis over. End of story.”

“Hahaha…”

“Ancestral god’s word reassures!”

Tension dissolved. Yet some queried, “Why Purple Moon Holy Land claim Sector Beast attack?”

Luo Feng declared downward, “No Sector Beasts! It’s me attacking! Soon, Universe Ocean cleansed of Purple Moon Holy Land forever!”