The owner of the golden wind and drizzle at the beginning shocked the world with a knife

Chasing the Sea!
The news that the three ancient powers had been replaced by emerging powers spread like wildfire, rapidly reaching the entire Zhuolu Sea and extending beyond its borders.

Among them, the achievement of Vengeful Spirit Lord Chonglou, the city lord of Void Flowing Heaven City, who single-handedly severely injured and subdued the two 13th-level Ancestral God giants, the Lord of Chasing the Sea and the King of Burial Soil, has attracted much attention.

With the 13th-tier Ancestral God subdued, Demon Lord Chonglou's strength may have reached or approached the level of a God-Conferred being.

In an instant, many forces in the Primordial Starfield gathered around Void Flow Heaven City and its city lord, Demon Lord Chonglou.

In comparison!

Although the Supreme Blade Hall and the Sword Pavilion also demonstrated formidable strength in this great battle, killing several Ancestral God Realm experts on the enemy side!
However, they lacked the combat power to subdue a thirteenth-level Ancestral God like the Demon Lord Chonglou.

Therefore, it receives relatively little attention.

The Supreme Blade Hall boasts "One God," "One Emperor," and "One Ruler," while the Sword Pavilion has "Lord of the Sword Debate Sea," "Lord of the Sword Forging Mountain," "Lord of the Sword Tower," and "Guardian of the Sword Sealing Tower."

This information circulated in the Sea of ​​Chasing Deer, but it didn't travel very far beyond the Sea of ​​Chasing Deer.

The title of conquering overseas belongs entirely to the Demon Lord Chonglou!
this moment!
Many people believe that Demon Lord Chonglou is the Lord of the Sea of ​​Chaos.

……

Meanwhile, inside the Sea of ​​Chasing Deer.

Void Flow Heavenly City, Supreme Blade Palace, Sword Pavilion!
The three dominant forces!

Issue the command!

Within the territory of the Sea of ​​Conquest, all existing forces must submit to the three dominant forces within a specified time limit.

Those who do not submit will be eliminated!

This order was given, and the island of Senra sank!
The submission of the three dominant forces!
Let the forces vie for supremacy within the seas!
No one dared to disobey.

Zhuluhai will become Su Chen's rear base.

The vast resources here will become our supply base.

It will also become an important resource guarantee to support the many powerful individuals under Su Chen's command to improve and break the restrictions on their own power.

They cannot rely solely on their lord, Su Chen, to help them break the seal forever.

Improving one's own strength and breaking the restrictions is the quickest way.

this time
Why did the God of the Dead not actually make a move in this great war?
On the one hand, it's unnecessary!
Demon Lord Chonglou alone is enough!
On the other hand, he has already touched the edge of the restrictions on his own "godhood" level!

The barrier has already developed cracks.

It's not that the restriction is torn apart by consuming life force, but rather that cracks appear in the restriction itself.

Nowadays, as long as there are enough resources...

He could then break through the restrictions of the Investiture of the Gods and restore his divine power.

Therefore, for the current Void Flow Heavenly City, the Supreme Blade Hall, and the Sword Pavilion!

They must plunder the resources of the sea.

Contending for supremacy in the star regions surrounding the Sea of ​​Desire!
Giant Rock!
In a desolate star.

The surface of the star was deathly still, with almost no signs of life.

But deep beneath its crust!

However, it hides a huge, ancient underground space that exudes an eerie atmosphere.

In the center of the space!

It is a huge altar built of some kind of dark red strange rock.

On the altar stood a stone tablet, ten feet tall, entirely black, with its surface covered in naturally twisted patterns.

Around the stone tablet, the ground was engraved with intricate blood-red array patterns.

These patterns undulated slowly as if they were alive, constantly drawing thin but pure energy from the surrounding void and from the star veins beneath their feet, transforming it into streams of blood-red light that flowed into the dark stone tablet in the center.

The stone tablet is like a bottomless pit!

Silently absorbing the crimson energy, its surface occasionally flashed with a dark luster.

now!

A figure draped in a wide black cloak, completely concealing their form, slowly entered the underground space. The sound of their footsteps was exceptionally clear in the empty and silent environment.

He arrived at the altar, stopped, and bowed towards the dark stone tablet.
They performed an ancient and strange ritual, their movements meticulous and filled with reverence.

After the worship is completed!
He silently rose and retreated to a position slightly away to the left of the altar, standing quietly like a statue, his breath barely audible.

Shortly after, another figure entered.

This man was not wearing a cloak. He was tall and strong, with his bare, muscular upper body exposed. Beneath his bronze skin, his muscles were coiled like a dragon. His blood and energy were as vigorous as a furnace. Between the opening and closing of his eyes, a faint crimson light, like that of the blazing sun, shone through. His aura was domineering and scorching.

He also came to the altar and bowed to the stone tablet, performing the same rituals as the cloaked man before him.

The worship ceremony is complete!

He stood up, his gaze swept across the area, and he naturally walked to the right side of the altar, facing the cloaked figure from afar, their positions clearly distinct.

After standing still.

This burly man, brimming with energy, seemed to be intentionally or unintentionally pressing his scorching, domineering aura towards the cloaked figure opposite him.

The aura, like an invisible tide, carried scorching heat and attempted to invade and suppress the space where the other party was located.

laugh!
Just as the scorching heat was about to touch the cloaked man within a foot of him!
A condensed, chilling, and seemingly soul-slicing black sword aura burst forth from the cloaked figure without warning, easily slicing through and dispelling the oppressive, scorching heat as if cutting through cloth.

The cloaked figure, who had been keeping his head down as if asleep, slowly raised his head.

In the shadow of the cloak!

A pair of cold, sharp eyes, devoid of any emotion, stared at the burly man opposite him.

"Are you courting death?"

His voice was hoarse and dry, like two rusty pieces of iron rubbing against each other.

While talking!

Behind him, the void distorted slightly!
A gigantic black tiger phantom, several meters tall, entirely black, with hair like steel needles, exposed fangs, and scarlet eyes, slowly took shape!
As soon as the black tiger phantom appeared, it let out a low, silent roar that contained a terrifying soul-shaking impact, heading towards the burly man!

Roar!
Space trembled, and invisible sound waves, carrying the power to tear apart the soul, burst forth!

"Looking for death? We'll see if you have the ability!"

The burly man opposite him flashed a fierce light in his eyes, showing no sign of weakness.

He let out a low shout, and above his head, blood energy surged into the sky, instantly condensing into a huge battle axe phantom that was entirely blood red, with a wide blade, and was wrapped in endless baleful energy and the smell of blood!
The phantom of the battle axe emitted a terrifying sharpness that could split mountains and cleave rivers, trembling slightly as if it were about to strike down at any moment to directly clash with the sonic wave!
call!
At this tense moment, when swords were about to be drawn and war was imminent!

The third figure silently entered the underground space.

This person was also cloaked, obscuring his figure and face, and exuded a cold and sinister aura.

He first glanced at the two people facing off.

His brows seemed to furrow slightly, but he didn't say anything to stop or mediate the fight, as if he was already used to this scene.

He walked straight to the altar, performed the sacrificial ceremony before the stone tablet, and then silently stood beside the cloaked figure who had arrived first.

Then, as if in deep meditation, he closed his eyes, ignoring the conflict that was right before his eyes, as if he were truly just a passerby.

"Roar!"

At this moment, the cloaked figure formed a hand seal.

The black tiger phantom behind him let out an even more ferocious roar, and the invisible sound waves crashed down on the burly man like a tangible wave!

"Humph!"

A fierce glint flashed in the burly man's eyes!
The phantom of the blood-red giant axe above his head suddenly trembled.

A condensed, blood-red axe beam tore through the air and slashed fiercely at the surging sound wave!
boom!
The sound waves and the axe blades collided violently in mid-air, unleashing a muffled roar, and the dissipated energy shockwaves spread outwards!

The tremor caused the entire underground space to shake slightly, and small pebbles kept falling from above.

However, whether it was the eerie altar, the pitch-black stone tablet in the center, or the blood-red array patterns on the ground, it was all unsettling.

They remained completely still under the impact of this energy.

With just a faint glimmer of light, it easily dissolved and absorbed all the impact.

call!call!
At this moment!
Two more figures entered the underground space almost simultaneously.

They glanced at the two men who were locked in a standoff, but ignored them just the same!

The two of them first respectfully paid their respects to the stone tablet! And then!

He walked to the side of the burly man and stood still, but did not emit any aura to help him.

"enough!"

"Stop it!"

"If we keep making a scene and disturb the arrival of the adults, none of us can bear the consequences!"

Later, one of the two was selected!
An old man with a gloomy face and a calm demeanor looked at the burly man and spoke in a deep voice, his tone carrying a hint of warning.

Upon hearing this, the burly man's eyes flashed with a fierce light!

In the end, he just snorted coldly.

The blood-red giant axe phantom above his head slowly dissipated, and the boiling blood in his body gradually calmed down, but his gaze toward the cloaked man opposite him was still full of killing intent.

It seems these two have a grudge against each other.

Upon seeing this, the cloaked figure opposite also let out a cold snort!
The ferocious black tiger phantom behind him slowly faded away, and he lowered his head again, returning to his previous statue-like stillness, as if nothing had ever happened.

The underground space returned to its deathly silence.

Only the crimson array on the altar continued to operate tirelessly, injecting streams of crimson energy into the dark stone tablet in the center.

Time passed slowly in this eerie and oppressive atmosphere.

Subsequently, more than a dozen figures entered the underground space one after another.

They were cloaked, powerful, or had a cold aura; their appearances varied, but without exception, they all first offered sacrifices to the black stone tablet upon entering.

Then, based on some unseen faction division, they stood on the left or right side of the altar.

finally.

There were nearly twenty people in the underground space.

Arranged on either side of the altar!

He closed his eyes and pondered, waiting quietly, as if anticipating the arrival of some important person.

I do not know how long it has been.

Boom!

The dark stone tablet, which had been silent and merely absorbing energy, suddenly trembled violently!
hum!
An invisible yet vast and terrifying pressure, like a sea of ​​stars, spread out from the stone tablet like ripples across the entire underground space!
Wherever the oppressive aura passed, space seemed to freeze, and the flow of time slowed down.

The twenty figures lined up on both sides.

Under this sudden and terrifying pressure, their expressions changed drastically as their souls and bodies were simultaneously assaulted by terrifying gravity!
thump! thump!
They couldn't even muster the slightest thought of resistance; their legs went weak, and they all involuntarily knelt down on the ground!
"See my lord!"

A unified, fervent, and awe-inspiring voice echoed through the underground space.

At that moment, a faint light suddenly surged from the surface of the pitch-black stone tablet!
A blurry yet colossal phantom, thousands of feet tall, slowly "walked" out from the stone tablet!

This phantom seemed to stand in another dimension, its body towering to the sky and its eyes like two cold black suns, radiating a terrifying, chilling demonic aura that devoured all light and froze souls!
Boom!

An even greater and heavier pressure descended with a deafening roar, as if the sky had collapsed!

Twenty people kneeling on the ground!

His body was pressed almost to the ground, making even breathing extremely difficult.

After appearing, the towering demonic shadow began to shrink rapidly, eventually transforming into a figure that looked no different from an ordinary person, but whose entire body was shrouded in dense, dark demonic energy, obscuring its specific features. This figure then floated silently above the altar.

At this moment, the surrounding atmosphere also changed!
Calm down!

"What's going on with the Tiandu people?"

Why did he perish?

A deep, cold, and emotionless voice came from that figure.

"Report to your lord!"

"Deacon Tiandu was killed by Emperor Longyin of the Supreme Blade Hall on the Battlefield of Zhuolu Hai Senluo!"

"That Emperor Dragon's offspring is suspected to possess the combat strength of the thirteenth level of the Ancestral God Realm!"

"His strength was overwhelming. Deacon Tiandu was no match for him, and he perished along with the twelve eighth-level Ancestral God puppets beneath him."

The first person to enter the place, wearing a cloak, respectfully reported back.

"The Supreme Blade Palace, Emperor Dragon Yin is a celestial being?"

The figure within the demonic energy spoke in a deep voice.

"No, sir."

"That Emperor Dragon Yin is not a celestial being, but his combat power has indeed reached the thirteenth level of the Ancestral God."

"Now, the Sea of ​​Chasing Deer is completely dominated by three emerging forces: Void Flow Heaven City, Supreme Blade Hall, and Sword Pavilion."

"They are frantically plundering and competing for resources within the country."

"In addition, the 'Long River' organization, which our Mist Soul Hall has been secretly searching for but has never clearly shown itself, has also submitted to the Void Flow Heaven City."

"Moreover, many human celestial immortals have emerged from the three major forces."

The cloaked man continued.

The human race's long river faction was mentioned!
"Um……"

Upon hearing this, the figure within the demonic energy showed a slight fluctuation.

A moment later, the cold voice rang out again:
"Interesting... I didn't expect that among the forces that emerged in the Long River of the Deer Chase, there would also be forces with human Celestial Immortal powerhouses."

"In that case..."

"Then I'll give you a chance."

The figure within the demonic energy seemed to pierce through the barrier of the demonic energy, sweeping over the twenty people kneeling below.

"Go and bring those human celestial beings back to me."

"Whoever among you can bring back ten human celestial immortals for me, I will give him a chance to participate in my sect's selection process."

"As long as you pass the selection, you can become my disciple and gain the qualification to go to the main hall of the Mist Soul Palace for cultivation."

"The Great World where the Mist Soul Palace is located is tens of thousands of times more profound in its origin than this desolate star field you are currently in!"

"There, you will have the opportunity to come into contact with the true power of 'Investiture of the Gods' and may embark on the path to becoming a god!"

The demonic figure's words exploded in the hearts of the twenty people like a thunderclap!
Mist Soul Palace Main Hall!

Disciple!

The Path to Godhood!

Each of these words contains an unimaginable temptation, enough to drive any cultivator mad and make them disregard everything!
Twenty people kneeling below.

His body trembled slightly from extreme excitement and desire, and the fervor in his eyes almost turned into a tangible flame.

"I will obey your orders, sir!"

"We will certainly live up to your expectations, sir, and capture all those human immortals, presenting them before you!"

Twenty people roared in unison!
His voice was distorted with excitement, filled with a resolute determination to do whatever it took.

"Very well, go ahead."

The figure within the demonic energy seemed quite satisfied with the crowd's reaction, nodding slightly and waving its hand.

hum!
An invisible spatial fluctuation descended, enveloping all twenty people kneeling on the ground.

next moment!
Twenty figures vanished simultaneously from the underground space, as if they had never existed.

The empty, deathly silent underground space was once again left with only that eerie altar, that pitch-black stone tablet, and above the stone tablet, that figure shrouded in demonic energy.

“A bunch of stupid…food.”

After everyone had left, the figure in the demonic aura suddenly let out a low, mocking laugh filled with endless indifference and cruelty.

"You really think you have the chance to become my disciple and go to the Mist Soul Palace to cultivate?"

"Once you bring those human celestial beings here, your value will disappear, and then we will refine and devour you!"

A cold, greedy soliloquy!
The echoes reverberated faintly in the deserted underground space, eventually fading into silence. (End of Chapter)