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Swallowed Star : Sign in to Become a God

Wang Yi was reborn into a world of Swallowed Star. After eighteen years of living an ordinary yet extraordinary life, he finally met the conditions on the eve of his high school graduation. He activated his own golden finger and completed his first sign-in. [Ding! Congratulations to the host for successfully signing in for the first time. You have signed on Earth. Special rewards have been granted: Nine Tribulations Secret Code!] [Your genetic level has been increased threefold.] Disclaimer : This is Translation Original Author: Boss Styx I have no ownership over Swallowed Star novel, This just a translation. I have zero rights over the original series. It's also one of my favorite light novels

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The 7th Trial Tower

Even the renowned "God of Death," Bolan, had failed to overcome the first floor of the seventh trial tower. The sheer difficulty of this stage sent shockwaves through the audience.

"The seventh trial tower is truly monstrous," someone in the crowd muttered, shaking their head.

"It's not just Bolan. Throughout humanity's countless genius battles over the eons, only a rare few have ever passed the seventh trial tower," another genius added, awe evident in their voice.

The square was abuzz with discussions as millions of gathered geniuses, along with thousands of immortal observers, reviewed the shocking battle they had just witnessed.

Bolan's performance had been nothing short of breathtaking. To face 10,000 blood-mammoths, each with a level of law comprehension equivalent to a top-tier genius, was already an impossible task. Yet Bolan, single-handedly and under relentless siege, had managed to kill over 5,000. This feat made one thing abundantly clear: Bolan had the capability to annihilate nearly anyone in the trial with ease.

"That level of strength… It's beyond terrifying," murmured a genius from the Spiral Wing Clan.

"Strength like that… We can only look up to him," said another, their voice tinged with reluctant admiration.

As Bolan exited the trial space, attention naturally shifted to the four remaining contenders displayed on the glowing screens above the square.

"Asura of the Ganwu Universe Country is extraordinary. The Yan Shen Armament, the pinnacle weapon of the Yiwu Secret Realm, is something most can barely wield at the first stage. Yet he's mastered the third stage!"

"This year's crop of geniuses from the Ganwu Universe Country is truly something else," an immortal observed, nodding gravely.

"Rong Jun might have a shot at making it into the top ten overall. Luo Feng already defeated him once, so he's no pushover. But the real phenomenon here is Wang Yi. He's wielding the third form of the Yan Shen Armament at a Stellar level. Do you know how insane that is?"

"Do you think Wang Yi stands a chance against Bolan?"

"Honestly, it feels unlikely. Bolan's strength is on another level entirely."

"Let's wait and see. If Wang Yi can't even pass the sixth trial tower, this conversation is pointless."

The chatter among the millions of geniuses grew louder. Among them were the elite contenders—figures like the savage Rong Jun, Gale the "Phantom" of the Howling Protoss, Ai Chen of the Dream Spiral Wing Clan, and the Augustus Planet's famous Qian siblings. All of them were renowned in their own right, brimming with confidence and self-assuredness.

Yet even these top-tier geniuses couldn't hide their unease after witnessing Wang Yi and Luo Feng's extraordinary performances. They reluctantly acknowledged these two as genuine threats.

Particularly Wang Yi, whose mastery of the Yan Shen Armament's third form was a feat beyond comprehension.

On the square, the discussions shifted to the ranking. Bolan's dominance was undisputed, and most agreed that the title of strongest belonged to him. But for the position of second place, Wang Yi had emerged as a clear contender, though it was a position many rival geniuses struggled to accept.

Elsewhere in the trial towers, others were falling.

Kandita, who had made it to the fifth floor of the fifth trial tower, ultimately failed and secured 28th place. Yi Feng, the "Blade of Life," managed to reach the sixth floor of the fifth tower, ranking 16th overall.

Now, only two competitors remained in the trial space—Wang Yi and Luo Feng, both representing the Ganwu Universe Country.

Their names echoed across the cosmos, captivating the attention of every major cosmic nation. Millions of galaxies and countless humans watched in awe as the battle unfolded.

The Ganwu Universe Country and the Black Dragon Mountain Empire, in particular, were in a frenzy of celebration. From bustling city streets to quiet rural towns, people couldn't stop discussing the achievements of Wang Yi and Luo Feng.

Even the Virtual Universe Company capitalized on the excitement by releasing a new promotional video, focusing solely on these two rising stars. Their fame skyrocketed, and in the Black Dragon Mountain Empire, people were overcome with pride.

In the trial space, Luo Feng was locked in an intense battle on the first floor of the sixth trial tower.

Stepping on the Dark Cloud Shuttle, he moved with the speed of lightning, his form splitting into nine ghostly shadows. These phantoms created an impenetrable domain around him.

In front of him, a tidal wave of blood-mammoths surged forward, their combined attacks shaking the very fabric of space. Each mammoth's aura was suffocating, and the battlefield had effectively become their home turf.

Luo Feng gritted his teeth, his eyes burning with determination. He summoned sharp, golden currents of energy that encircled him, and eighteen golden phantom swords materialized in the air. The swords moved like streaks of lightning, piercing through the blood-mammoths one by one, spilling blood across the battlefield.

Despite the overwhelming odds, Luo Feng held his ground. His precision and control over the eighteen golden swords were nothing short of masterful, and with every passing second, the number of mammoths dwindled.

When the final mammoth fell, the square erupted in cheers. Luo Feng had successfully cleared the first floor of the sixth trial tower, securing his place as the second-ranked competitor. However, his journey ended on the fourth floor, leaving Wang Yi as the only active competitor in the trial.

For 70 long days, Wang Yi methodically worked his way through the sixth trial tower. His movements were calculated, his strategy flawless. The entire cosmos watched with bated breath as he advanced step by step.

When he finally reached the seventh trial tower, the universe seemed to hold its collective breath.

Even Bolan, standing quietly in a corner of the square, glanced at Wang Yi's screen.

"Interesting," Bolan murmured, a faint smile playing on his lips. The icy demeanor that had earned him the title "God of Death" seemed to thaw for a brief moment, hinting at his recognition of a worthy rival.

And so, the stage was set.

Wang Yi, the last contender in the trial space, stood on the threshold of the seventh trial tower, his name now etched into the annals of the greatest genius battles humanity had ever seen.