A journey of survival starting from Zhetian

Chapter 268 Praise the Sun
The terrifying light and heat bloomed close to the face of the True God He Luo, and the bankrupt version of the [Light] power contained in the "Sun" turned into a terrifying beam of light, completely covering his figure. In the dazzling light, the defensive secret method and powerful divine body blessed by the power of [Death] were torn apart.

The True God He Luo was like a rag doll run over by a huge truck. Broken flesh and bones were scattered in the chaotic air flow, and the smell of blood instantly spread.

The Creator recorded the fluctuations emitted by the True God He Luo when he performed the secret method, and said to the True God He Luo from a distance, "You who inherited the power of Death don't seem as strong as I imagined. Or do you have reservations and don't fully accept the power of Death?"

Wisps of gray divine power flowed through the body of the True God He Luo, and the flesh and bones scattered in the chaotic airflow were pulled back to their original positions piece by piece as if they were summoned. In the blink of an eye, if it weren't for the cracks full of [Light] power still remaining on the body of the God, no life would have thought that he had been seriously injured.

The True God He Luo looked down at the cracks on his divine body, and gently stroked the difficult-to-heal scars on his body with his hand. Feeling the pain that penetrated deeply into his soul and shook his will, his expression became increasingly uglier.

The power of [Light] was like a thorn in the flesh, buried deep within his divine body. The powerful "Tao" was constantly fighting against his own power of [Death]. The injury was getting worse and healing at the same time, and the divine power he could use was instantly restricted by half.

True God He Luo looked at the "Creator" standing in the distance with complicated eyes, and said in a hoarse voice, "I'm not stupid. If I completely accept the power of [Death], I'm afraid I won't be able to control my own life and death, and I will become a puppet of the one who left this power."

"But what I didn't expect was that you actually completely accepted this [Light] power, and that you were so compatible with its power, as if that was your 'Tao'."

Upon hearing the words of the True God He Luo, a glimmer of enlightenment flashed across the eyes of the "Creator".

The state in which the True God He Luo uses the power of [Death] is similar to that of a soldier who is authorized to use weapons.

He could freely use the power that came from [Death], but he could only use it. As for how to forge it? Who was the person with higher authority over the weapon? He didn't know anything. Therefore, he didn't dare to accept the weapon completely, fearing that someone with higher authority would take control of the weapon at some point and kill him.

The state in which the "Creator" uses the power of [Light] is that of a blacksmith who creates weapons from scratch.

Before forging the weapon, he had seen a peerless divine weapon and obtained about one-third of its manufacturing instructions. He had at least a vague idea of ​​how to make this weapon. Moreover, when he was promoted, his spiritual activity reached its peak, and he instantly understood and imitated a weapon of his own based on the divine weapon's method.

Although this weapon cannot be compared with the magic weapon he had seen before, it already has a bit of the charm of the magic weapon. More importantly, this weapon he made himself belongs entirely to him, and he is the person with the highest authority. Unless others kill him, they cannot take away this weapon they made.

The Creator looked at the figure wrapped in gray divine power and murmured in his heart, "This should be because the 'Tao' of True God He Luo has 'deviated'. Is it worth it to have his own 'Tao' affected just to gain more powerful power?"

While the Creator was standing far away thinking, He Luo Zhenshen took the time to straighten out some of the injuries in his body. The next moment, he slashed out with a black blade, carrying his powerful will.

This is a secret attack method that is a mixture of soul and will, and contains the fate of being certain to hit, making it impossible for the target to dodge by moving.

The face of the True God He Luo was distorted, and he said in a cold voice, "Although I don't know how you bypassed the time and space blockade to teleport, you can't escape this time. The strength of my will is not comparable to your life that has only practiced for less than five thousand epochs. Prepare to die!"

Facing this sudden attack, the "Creator" did not change his expression, nor did he intend to dodge. He simply controlled the power of "Light" and simulated a pair of pure white wings behind him, which flapped slowly, and white feathers fell silently.

The realm of faith quietly changed as the pure white wings fluttered. The empty space that originally had a sense of destruction was filled with feathers falling from the wings one by one, and pure light spread out, making the entire realm glow with powerful light and heat.

The Creator declared in a solemn voice, "I say, there is no darkness and death here!"

The realm of faith instantly turned into a sacred place without darkness and full of light. The brilliant light and heat released an unconcealable power, as dazzling as a rising star.

Even the incarnations of divine power, who were already some distance away from here and in three small universes, could feel the exploding energy from the shining light, as well as the power that did not belong to the True God of the Void.

When the black blade light collided with this area formed by the convergence of light, it was directly "melted". The will contained in the blade light was blocked outside the area by the extremely overbearing repulsiveness of the power of [Light], preventing it from entering at all.

Finally, the black sword light dissipated into nothingness, like matter that was completely evaporated by a star, leaving no residue.

Looking at the domain that was like a piece of stone, He Luo Zhenshen's face darkened instantly. The attack secret method just now was the strongest power he could exert at present. But even so, it still failed to cut through the stinky and hard domain.

Faintly, when he saw the radiant Void True God, he was reminded of the Xuanhuang Ancestral God who was still in the original universe. He couldn't help thinking about it, after all, this kind of rollover was too similar,

True God He Luo now regretted killing the True God of Redemption. He should not have paid attention to the vague provocation of the True God of Void at that time, and should have rushed directly to the reincarnation channel.

Although if you kill this Void True God, you can use the power from [Death] to use his corpse. Not only can you collect methods to use faith for yourself, but you can also harvest a corpse puppet with great potential.

But in the current situation, it is not a question of whether he can kill the True God of Redemption, but that his own life safety has been threatened to a certain extent.

The True God He Luo said in a hoarse voice to the figure that looked like a star, "I admit defeat. I can swear by the Supreme Rule that I will never trouble you again. I will not reveal the slightest secret of your use of the power of [Light]. You can ask for anything, just let me enter the reincarnation channel."

When the "Creator" heard that the True God He Luo had admitted defeat so straightforwardly, his face was slightly stunned. He really didn't expect that the first True God of the Shadow Demon Clan, who had roamed the universe for countless years, would admit defeat like this.

However, the Creator also reacted quickly. This was not the first time he had seen the True God He Luo give up when he could not win. Previously, when he was in the Chaos Star Sea, he had also given up to his other self, the original body of the Xuanhuang Ancestor God.

If it weren't for a God King who "silenced" his original will and took away the "Great Source of Reincarnation", which directly disrupted his plan and violently tore all his plans into a pile of paper scraps, even if this True God He Luo was not dead now, he should have been used as a sandbag by the original Xuanhuang Ancestor God and beaten loudly.

Faced with the proposal of the True God He Luo, the "Creator" simply shook his head and refused without any hesitation.

What he wanted was to comprehend the power of He Luo Zhen Shen that originated from [Death], and then use this power as a guide to improve his most core "Tao". This request was only slightly better than asking for He Luo Zhen Shen's life directly, so it was impossible for him to agree. Therefore, the "Creator" did not put forward any conditions, and immediately rejected He Luo Zhen Shen's proposal. The time to stay in the universe sea was extremely limited, and he did not want to waste time in this kind of negotiation that was doomed to fail.

The old face of He Luo Zhenshen immediately became gloomy, "Can't talk? We don't have any big hatred. I tell you, if you insist on killing me, you won't be able to survive!"

Looking at the gloomy face of the True God He Luo, the "Creator" smiled slightly and said, "Do you have any means that you haven't used yet? If you haven't used them all, use them now, otherwise you won't have the chance to use them later. If you have used them all, I will completely destroy you."

"Your 'Tao' that uses the corpses of other lives as cultivation resources is too dangerous. And you can't control your own desires. If you continue to develop like this, I'm afraid you won't be able to keep this sea of ​​the universe."

"Besides, it's not like there's no hatred between you and me. Your desire to seize my body is so obvious that even though I haven't become a Void True God yet, I can sense your strong desire in my own small universe. It's been a long time since you wanted to gain the power of faith through my divine body."

Of course, the main reason was that Xiong Mo also coveted the power that came from [Death]. If he could get all the wool from He Luo when he was alive, and then get his corpse after he died, and do an autopsy, it should be possible to improve the completeness a little.

【Road: Death
Level: High-level Hunyuan (estimated)

Completeness: 11.5%]

After taking a look at the completeness displayed on the panel, the "Creator" looked at the True God He Luo with a more fiery gaze.

He Luo Zhenshen felt the gaze that hoped he would die quickly, and his expression immediately darkened, "You will definitely regret it!"

After he finished speaking, a terrifying aura suddenly burst out from his body. The blood color extended from the void and expanded fiercely. Countless resentments, countless pains, and countless resentments emerged one by one.

The reflection of a bloody, desperate world that seemed to completely reject yet extremely desire [life] emerged from the chaotic air currents.

The areas affected by the phantom of the bloody world are all moving uncontrollably towards [death].

The chaotic airflow is dying, the space and time of the cosmic sea is dying, and even the True God He Luo himself is dying.

[Death] is like ink blending into clear water, rapidly assimilating everything around it into a part of itself, like a madly roaring tsunami, engulfing and destroying everything it touches.

After seeing this, True God Huanxue cursed loudly, "Damn it, is True God Heluo crazy?! And that True God of Redemption is really enough, why not just let that lunatic go directly into the reincarnation channel!"

The Void True God, who looked like a saber-toothed tiger, looked at the "tsunami" that was coming towards him and sighed, "This is terrible. The small universe can no longer be saved. It's really unlucky. In such a short period of time, I have encountered three disasters in a row that I have almost no ability to resist. Who did I offend?"

However, the Mechanical Mother did not make any movement, and even her own small universe did not move. Looking at the time and space that was gradually dying due to the "tsunami", she was stunned at this time, and a strange feeling suddenly rose from her consciousness.

The information given to her by Xuan Huang Zu Shen, the space-time data collected by tens of thousands of mechanical ancestors in the reincarnation era, and the information about space-time description in the inheritance of the Void True God that originated from an unknown time and was extremely large.
At this moment, all these things turned into puzzle pieces and were pieced together in the mind of the Mechanical Mother. A ray of light from the origin of time and space suddenly rose from her small universe, setting off countless waves.

She realized the origin of time and space.

Looking at the "tsunami" that was already within reach, the Mechanical Mother used the source of time and space that she had just realized to decisively begin a new round of promotion, climbing towards the realm of the Eternal True God.

Unparalleled power descended upon her small universe as it expanded, transforming into a barrier to block the ferocious "tsunami". At the same time, wisps of chaotic air currents flowed out from unknown sources and merged into her small universe, providing support for its evolution.

Such a sudden change naturally attracted the attention of the "Creator" and the True God He Luo.

The True God He Luo, whose figure was already close to that of a corpse driver, looked at the Mechanical Mother and said in a low, dry voice, "What good luck, but after the promotion, you will still die."

Then, he turned his head and looked at the "Creator" who seemed to be barely holding on with the field of faith, and laughed loudly with his dry lips cracked, "I told you, you will regret it!"

The "tsunami" originating from [Death] roared even more crazily, as if it was trying its best to pull the "Creator" into the ocean full of [Death], as if it wanted to appreciate his struggle in despair.

Unfortunately, there was no despair in the eyes of the "Creator", only a hint of deep surprise.

【Road: Death
Level: High-level Hunyuan (estimated)

Completeness: 14.5%]

The Creator waited for a while, looked at the completeness that had not risen, and said to the True God He Luo indifferently, "You played your trump card, now it's my turn."

He put his legs together and stretched them straight, stretched his arms straight, pointed them symmetrically above his shoulders, put his five fingers together into a palm, palms facing outwards, fingertips pointing diagonally upwards. He shouted loudly in an extremely solemn and dignified tone.

"Please follow me and praise the sun!"

(End of this chapter)