C3711 Yu Sheng
C3711 Yu Sheng
This was an unfamiliar environment after all. Just what was that black hand? Why did it appear in the Xuanhuang Great World ahead of time? What was the Primordial Sacred Academy? After the twenty slots were announced by the Supreme and Origin, they were killed by the black hand. Just what kind of existence was it that could possess a black hand that covered the entire world?
It was a world that was evolved from the remains of the ancient Human Clan. Even Eternal Almighties would not be able to do such a thing! Could it be that the legendary Eternal was the one who took action? All the living beings were annihilated, and even the Black Prison, the Blade of Destruction, and everything about the Xuanhuang Great World were completely destroyed.
Although he was filled with hundreds of millions of flames of fury, Gu Huang could only remain calm. The existence of those people had already far exceeded their imagination. They were completely terrifying. However, with his Innate Body of Dao and the existence of the World Tree Branch, his future achievements would be enough to surpass everyone else.
Even if an Immortal was the pinnacle of the Dao, he would still have to sit on the strongest person in the world, the King of the Immortals, the Great Emperor. Sooner or later, everything would come to light, and everything would begin in the Ancient Desolate Realm of Heaven.
Gu Huang was cultivating alone. He slightly opened his eyes and felt a violent fluctuation coming from the distant darkness. It was definitely a battle between the Laws. Moreover, someone had grasped a type of Great Dao's Power of Origin, just like Xingtai Zi. Those who grasped the Great Dao's Power of Origin were naturally stronger than those of the same level, but it was useless against him.
His eyes suddenly became empty, as if they were pitch-black abysses. The entire chaotic battlefield was unable to affect him at all. There were more than a hundred people watching from inside, and the forces were clearly divided into two. Gu Huang's lips curled up into a sinister smile as he directly went into the depths of the battlefield.
His figure was like a cat, and his speed was extremely fast. His body directly turned from solid to illusory, merging with the darkness, and he was inseparable from it. One of the forces had completely attracted Gu Huang's attention. It was none other than the God Race of Light, who had golden wings. Among them was a young man who was eight feet tall, with golden hair, blue eyes, and an incomparably handsome face. He was an expert at the Third Empyrean of the Ancestral Realm, and it was obvious that he had grasped the Power of Origin of the Great Dao of Light.
On the other side, a tall woman dressed in purple-gold battle clothes. Her face was breathtakingly beautiful, as if she was a goddess. Moreover, she had a pair of dragon horns on her head, and three purple-gold dragon scales on her forehead. She was even more seductive. Her blood energy was incomparably vigorous, and just by relying on the Power of Origin, she was completely on par with the young man from the God Race who had mastered the Great Dao of Light.
"Princess Aoxian, stop resisting meaninglessly. It's better for you to throw yourself into the embrace of my Feather Saint! I am the son of the Great Dao, and I naturally mastered the Great Dao of Light. Other than the Power of Origin that can contend with me, you are not my match at all."
The Feather Saint of the God Race of the Light Race revealed an incomparably lewd look in his eyes, and his words were filled with frivolity.
"With just you, you don't have the qualifications to be afraid." The rune around Aoxian's body flickered, and all kinds of divine chains of the profoundness swept across the sky. With a boundless aura, his combat strength instantly soared by 30%.
"Your Highness, since you don't appreciate my kindness, don't blame me for it. I'll capture you alive." Feather Saint's eyes revealed a few traces of lewdness as he directly took a step forward. He was like a blazing sun, and a huge light hand stretched across the void, suppressing the sky. The terrifying Power of Origin of the Great Dao of Light rolled like a vast river, bringing with it a terrifying aura.
"You don't have the qualifications to suppress me. Violet-gold Divine Light."
Suddenly, two terrifying purple-golden divine lights shot out from the dragon horns on top of his head. They carried a terrifying aura that filled the entire sky. They swept through the vast starry sky and directly impacted the Hand of Light.
The darkness cracked, and endless divine light sprinkled down. The entire void cracked for a hundred thousand miles. Endless spatial cracks and turbulent energy flowed out. It was as if it was the end of the world. Under the purple-golden divine light, the Feather Saint's Hand of Light emitted endless Profound Meaning Talismans, completely blocking the divine light of Aoxian. It fully showed the power of the Great Dao.
After Aoxian's attack, he appeared extremely tired. This attack was the Purple-Golden Dragon Clan's Natal Profound Meaning, but the opponent's Great Dao Origin was too strong. It was simply impossible to break through the defense. With this thought, Aoxian already had the idea of escaping. He took a step back, and like a divine light of the Nine Heavens, he instantly penetrated the sky.
"Your Highness, do you still want to leave? Stay! I will spoil you well." The Feather Saint's words were frivolous, and his eyes were even more lewd. The huge hand in the void crushed down once again, suppressing Princess Aoxian's body. Even the pair of dragon horns on her head instantly cracked, and endless purple-golden divine blood penetrated the sky.
"Dream on. Flame Matrix, shatter."
Suddenly, twelve layers of flame-like Profound Meaning Matrix exploded from the top of Aoxian's head. It emitted an incomparable divine light. It could be seen that there were tens of millions of dragon shadows circling it, forming countless divine lights. It gave off a sharp and overbearing killing aura. The entire matrix cracked layer by layer, and the world trembled.
The twelve layers of matrixes exploded, releasing a terrifying and boundless aura of destruction. It could be seen that the boundless flames swept through the void, and the entire sky of hundreds of thousands of miles was completely shattered. The gigantic hand of light in front of them was also completely shattered, and was shredded by a terrifying spatial storm. Other than the Feather Saint, no one in the arena could escape from this terrifying spatial storm.
绞杀, crushing, shattering, Princess Aoxian continuously coughed out blood. The matrix of Profound Meaning was shattered, which meant that she was not far from death. "This is impossible, you actually haven't died yet."
White light surrounded the Feather Saint's body, and it could be seen that the Power of Origin of the Great Dao permeated his entire body, as if it was a protective divine light, filled with endless tyranny. " Princess Aoxian, do you know what the Power of Origin of the Great Dao is? This is the Power of Origin of the Great Dao, one of the nine original laws of the heaven and earth. Unless you have simultaneously grasped the Power of Origin of the Great Dao, you can forget about fighting me with the matrix of Profound Meaning that you have grasped. And you are destined to be one of my harem. "
"You are delusional. Even if you die, you can forget about getting me." Princess Aoxian's Dao foundation was severely injured, and it was not far from death. She was simply unable to resist the Feather Saint's attack, and she could not even die.
"That is not up to you, Your Highness. Come on, throw yourself into my embrace, hahaha!" The Feather Saint revealed a few traces of devilish madness. It could be seen that his hands were going to attack Princess Aoxian's chest.
Without a sound, a rune blade appeared out of thin air. It instantly cut through the darkness in the sky, and directly cut off the Feather Saint's palm. The golden Divine Blood flashed, and the entire sky exploded into a large area. A pair of hands landed in front of Ao Xian, while pitch-black runes constantly appeared on the Feather Saint's hands, continuously corroding his arms.
"Damn it, how is this possible? Who are you? How dare you ruin my plans? You better pray that I won't catch you. Hmph!"
The Feather Saint's heart trembled. The person in front of him was definitely someone who cultivated the Power of Origin of the Great Dao, and it was also the Dark Great Dao that he was restraining. If it was outside, he would naturally not be afraid. However, this was the chaotic battlefield, and it was the home of cultivating the Dark Great Dao. With this thought, the Feather Saint immediately fled far away.
Gu Huang, who was hiding in the darkness, let him go. He did not chase after him. Now, he naturally had to change his identity and join a force. He would then sneak into the Chaotic Sacred Academy and kill these God Race members. There would be plenty of opportunities in the future.
Chapter 12 – The God Race and the Chaotic Battlefield