The peerless black hand that covers the sky

Chapter 1171 The Boundary Sea Pig Slaughtering Scam: If You Have a Dream, Come and Try It!

Sometimes, hope is the most terrifying thing.

It's like the carrot dangling in front of a donkey, tempting it to walk down the path the mastermind behind it wants it to take.

Of course, although life is like a play and depends entirely on acting skills, a qualified actor's self-cultivation determines that the play cannot be too fake - even if a group of immortal kings have unparalleled abilities, they should not be able to resist the wrath of countless beings in all worlds.

We must demonstrate that "good will prevail over evil"!
Although this world is abstract and crazy, and only God knows what the future holds, deep in the heart of every living being there is still a pursuit of truth, goodness, and beauty. Not believing in justice and yearning for justice are not contradictory.

after all.

The more unattainable something is, the more unforgettable it becomes.

Therefore, it was visible to the naked eye that, with the support of the vast and endless river of mental power, the originally petrified statue became more and more radiant, with flesh and blood, and was about to break through all the suppression and seals, as if to say that victory ultimately belongs to justice!
"what!"

The ancient celestial kings roared in fury. They fought desperately, coughing up blood and offering sacrifices, unleashing their great supernatural powers and boundless magic. The symbols of rules tore through the sky as they did everything in their power to seal it away.

They've caught fire!

The divine light shines upon the world, illuminating the universe. They are proving that Old Deng is just bad, not incompetent!
However, faced with the vast ocean built by countless beings, they could not hide their decline. Like a mantis trying to stop a chariot or an ant trying to shake a tree, they were in a gradual and unstoppable defeat!

Are we about to lose?

An old king sighed, his eerie laughter ceasing. "Could it be that Heaven intends to destroy us?"

He sighed.

Heaven and earth felt it, all living beings heard it, and countless ordinary beings who participated in this great battle across time and space were excited and cheered.

Although they didn't win, and in fact, they were the ones who contributed money and effort but gained nothing... the sense of accomplishment from the victory on their side was enough to bring them joy.

Just like charitable donations, although the money of the wealthy is returned in full, while the money of ordinary people is split 30/70... as long as a little real assistance reaches those in need and conveys a sense of goodwill and love, it is still gratifying.

However, how could such a good show end so easily?
The mastermind behind this has a grand scheme!
"Heaven will not forsake me!"

An old man, who was lamenting and feeling sad, suddenly roared, as if he had awakened at the most dangerous and critical moment. When things are at their worst, one must change; when one changes, one can succeed. He found a way out at the last moment when all hope seemed lost!
"Fellow travelers, are you just going to stand by and watch yourselves be easily eliminated by the times?!"

He roared suddenly, resonating with the magical power of the kings, and transmitted his voice into the sea of ​​realms, as if a quasi-immortal emperor had issued a decree.

Furthermore, within the "God," one broadcasts one's will, reaching far and wide.

He was actually issuing a call to action, conveying his thoughts to all the "old Dengs"—

All young people are uniting to create a new era free from bloodline oppression... So how can those who are being resisted and targeted sit idly by and watch all this happen? They should also unite, build a mighty alliance, and work together to tell the young people of this era that their ancestors are still their ancestors!

All of you, unite!
"Our principles, our laws, and the methods we have used are the foundation of the entire alliance, a selfless dedication!"

The ancient celestial king roared.

At this moment, all of humanity seemed to freeze.

"boom!"

Another vast river of psychic power appeared, crossing time and space!

It provided support and participated in the battle, and was driven by those ancient immortal kings, giving them a huge boost!

"This battle is not the end... We will do everything in our power, exhaust all our resources, and spare no expense, using our true names and our true selves as the catalyst, to seal away eternity!"

The ancient immortal kings roared in unison, and countless rules resonated. In a trance, an altar appeared, enveloping the entire world!
They seem to be risking their lives, casting spells with boundless faith, all to achieve their own ends.

"what?!"

Chu Feng lost his voice.

His expression at that moment was indescribable.

He's starting to lose sight of the situation!

After all, he still has basic integrity.

The scene before him, where people were taking advantage of each other's partners and then exploiting each other, with moral boundaries constantly shifting and changing, was truly shocking and disillusioning to him!
He did this precisely because he understood the truth of the matter.

"Hiss... Good, good! You can play like this, huh?"

"The banner of youth, Old Deng's team building..."

"No wonder they want to appear with Old Deng's face and identity to fight for the world again..."

"Are they eyeing this trend and selling their health products...?"

"Isn't this like selling off one's father's land without a care? First, they used the power of young people to create momentum and coerce, and then they turned around and hyped up and sold off the fruits of Old Deng's life's work... Ugh!"

Chu Feng gasped.

"More than that?"

Longma spoke softly, "They're still trying to wipe us out..."

"The true name is Yin, the true self is Yin... and there is also the power of faith..."

"The problem is, are the real names they're using now their real names? Or are they the names of their ancestors?"

"Never forget the special power of faith: it can reach its target regardless of the vast distances of time and space that are difficult to measure..."

"Of course, if one has the strength and means, one can also deal with it to some extent, such as extracting it, transforming it into a divine self, or even endowing it with an independent will, and separating out a portion of the cause and effect originating from the faith of all living beings..."

"But just before that, their ancestors were wiped out by them, and even their Dao Fruits were refined... Even if they had a backup plan and could remain alive even after death, they were still in a state of extreme weakness, so how could they possibly unleash their great supernatural powers?"

"Now, with an unstoppable surge of immense mental power... Hah!"

You hid very well, didn't you?

You've been hiding it well, haven't you?

Hidden within the true spirit of another, seemingly alive yet not quite, even a quasi-Immortal Emperor would have a hard time discovering it... After all, this vaguely involves reincarnation and the self.

Even a Quasi-Immortal Emperor doesn't yet have the ability to escape the cycle of reincarnation.

Since that's the case, let's use our mental power to trace back to the past and never forget it!
Chu Feng understood and inexplicably felt like laughing.

This is like a social organization that's quite active in the dark, suddenly having the idea to pay social security for its underlings, only to discover that someone has already been paying for a long time... Hey little brother, you're not being honest, which side are you on?!

"But is this right? The telekinesis that should all belong to Old Deng can be manipulated like this by the mastermind behind the scenes?"

Chu Feng frowned.

“Normal…” Longma said, “Don’t underestimate the Bloodline Technique; it’s the supreme Dao!” “How can the mere thoughts of sentient beings discern the truth from falsehood?”

"As far as I know, the most orthodox way to cultivate the bloodline method is to go against the flow of blood, against time, against the years, and transform the ancestors of generations into manifestations in the vast sky, a unique form of transformation and freedom!"

"The great achievers on this path are not only themselves, but also their ancestors; all achievements and talents are used for their own benefit!"

"Not to mention, those young people had personally defeated their ancestors, seized and refined their Dao Fruits... Using such Dao Fruits, combined with the life imprints of those ancestors in their bloodline, they could directly transform into perfect white gloves, which could be used as legal entities to extract mental power!"

"If the true forms of those ancient immortal kings were still alive, it would be fine, but there might still be disputes, causing each other to get caught up in the trouble of proving 'I am myself'..."

"But...relying on the memory infusion, or the backup plan left behind by the split primordial spirit?"

"Heh, that kind of authority is definitely not as good as the white gloves created by bloodline techniques!"

Longma sneered, "Do you really think that being who created the Bloodline Method is someone so easy to deal with?"

"Even when He was around, Emperor Ye had to avoid his sharp edge!"

Longma sighed.

Jiang Yifei, also known as Jiang Mozu, can be considered Ye Xiezu's most severe father and the true founder of the Bitter Leaf Sect!

It was he who arranged everything for Ye Fan so clearly and honed him with such a rhythmic approach. This was the "blessing" that Ye Fan had accumulated over countless lifetimes!
Even though Ye Fan has transcended the Dao and is above the sacrificial path, he is still no match for him and can only deal with some small fry.

"If I can't settle accounts with the Demon Ancestor, can't I settle accounts with you little Karami who cheer for the Demon Ancestor?!"
As a fellow demon ancestor, he became one of the sources and motivations for Ye Fan to keep causing trouble and creating chaos, even though he was above the sacrificial path.

Just thinking about the Demon Ancestor made Lao Ye feel that life was no longer boring, and he had a purpose in life. Even when he entered a state of selflessness, he could still maintain a sliver of clarity, whether it was resentment or obsession...

Not for the sake of transcendence, but only to settle scores with the Bitter Leaf Sect in all human worlds!
……

Following Longma's line of thought, Chu Feng understood it this time.

In the boundless river of spiritual power, on the altar that bears the great world, as the ancient immortal kings exerted their power, they used their true names and their true selves as guides. Within the great world, the skulls of some beings began to glow, and strange phenomena appeared in their primordial spirits!
But what can be done if these creatures are not allowed to do anything?

next moment.

"Feast!"

The ancient immortal king unleashed his power, making a decisive sacrifice that shattered these beings without them uttering a sound. All their flesh, blood, and soul light transformed into their most powerful divine abilities!
at all costs!
As for how to think about the "cost"... that's not important.

The effect was immediate.

In the face of sacrifice, he became the straw that broke the balance. The faith power of the ancient immortal king was stained with blood, and for a moment it suppressed the opponent, falling on the god who was forged from nothingness!

"Crack!"

One after another, the forms of the gods were cracking, and wisps of light kept escaping, as if they were collapsing from the root!

"Ugh……"

They suddenly let out a sigh, vivid and lively, as if the young heroes of yesteryear were reborn, filled with regret and lamentation, wanting to kill the traitors but powerless to reverse the situation.

"Born into this world, born into this body, let us use our lives to play the most tragic and magnificent song of resistance..."

"Unfortunately, we ultimately lost..."

They sighed sadly.

"Our descendants, do you regret embarking on such a path?!" an ancient immortal king coldly asked at this moment.

But the gods disdained to respond!

They simply turn around and face all living beings, the countless beings in all worlds, and those who support them.

"If there are any successors who witness what I have heard and seen, we will hang our final experiences on all things in the universe, engrave them among mountains, rivers, and stars, and let them linger in the heavens and earth of the supreme god. Everywhere there will be chapters, and they will live on forever..."

They spoke together, igniting the last flame. In the flame, words and images leaped out, representing the paths they had walked, the ways they had practiced, and the laws they had created!
In order to resist the overwhelming darkness and fight against the invincible Old Deng, those young heroes tried every means, whether righteous or evil!

In the end, they managed to forge a path, one that might have gone against human ethics and faced societal prejudices...

However, those young people had done their best, using all their talents to resist.

Perhaps the methods are ridiculous, and the approaches are absurd...

But when they dedicate their lives to this cause, and in the end, die on the path of challenging the dragon, even severely injuring it before their death... what can anyone say?

"Go! Our path, our law, all the things we have seen and learned on our path of struggle are contained within it..."

The roar of the gods shook the entire universe and, through the supreme god, reached every corner of the human world!
This was their final performance, their last burst of glory!

at this moment.

All the gods burned out, creating a beam of light that pierced through the eternal sky. It seemed to vanish at the end of time, yet it also seemed to live on forever in the hearts of every living being!
"...Take care!"

Countless beings sighed, and the young creatures had a thousand words stuck in their throats, but in the end, they all turned into two words!
They felt regret, yet they also felt a surge of power within them, as if they had been given a mission!
From this moment on, the world is about to descend into chaos!
The passing of a group of outstanding individuals, whose experiences have inspired and influenced countless people, has prompted deep reflection... Perhaps they should have done something?
Or perhaps, they should carry on the legacy of their predecessors and finish the path they did not complete?

Even without the pressure of blood ties, and without needing to overthrow Old Deng...

but……

The era of cloth seedlings seems... to have a lot of potential, doesn't it?
……

"If they were really dead, the story would be perfect..."

Chu Feng spoke softly, his heart surging with a torrent of thoughts.

Unfortunately, he knew that wasn't the case.

The real Old Deng, those ancient evil dragons, have actually already been slain.

But in the end, it was not the hero who emerged, but the demon king who was transformed by bathing in dragon blood!

They donned the skin of a dragon, abandoning their original struggles, their ideals, their beliefs—all were discarded, transforming into a colossal scheme that trapped far too many lives within its confines!
Jiehai is a scam targeting pig butchers. If you have a dream, come join us!

They tricked Harden and then took advantage of him – it's too underhanded!

Chu Feng shook his head. "Is it worth it?"

"They abandoned their beliefs, they abandoned their original aspirations..."

"What's not worth it?" Longma sighed. "Perhaps their original intention was simply to become stronger, to seek the Dao?"

"Are kings and nobles born with a special destiny...? Perhaps they're not against kings and nobles, they're just against not being kings and nobles themselves..."

(End of this chapter)