Humans are devouring and selling off the heavens

Chapter 368 Luo and the Pavilion of All Heavens

"What level of power is this? The gap between us and him is so vast, like heaven and earth?!"

In the distance, the remaining members of the Celestial Team and other squads lay on the ground, barely alive, their eyes fixed on the direction Zheng Zha had attacked, their eyes filled with utter disbelief.

The most shocked was Luo Yinglong. He possessed many treasures bestowed upon him by his sect and was not afraid of death at this moment. However, the great power unleashed by Zheng Zha's palm strike just now made him feel a sense of unease far beyond that of his sect elders. It was a power that had already touched upon, and might even have surpassed, the realm of a saint.

Before he could think any further, the cold, divine notification suddenly rang in his mind. A flash of white light appeared before his eyes, and all the surviving reincarnators were instantly teleported back to the divine space.

The members of the Central Continent Team, along with Zheng Zha, who were buried beneath the earth and rocks, all returned to the dimly lit place with the sphere of light.

Although the horror movie had ended, the scene of cataclysmic destruction, where the entire American continent was almost completely wiped out and the planet was about to collapse, seemed like just a phantom nightmare.

But Zhang Jie, Zhan Lan, Zhang Heng, and the others still had lingering fear in their eyes, and their hearts were still filled with lingering unease.

"What a lucky escape." Zhang Jie habitually lit a cigarette, took a deep drag, and exhaled a long string of smoke rings.

"These two horror movies were really too scary. If this continues, we're afraid we'll really become a complete burden."

Zhang Jie shook his head with a wry smile, his tone full of helplessness.

Zhan Lan nodded in agreement, her face showing unconcealed exhaustion: "Yes, even though I didn't participate in much of the battle this time, I just feel completely drained and mentally exhausted."

If even the veteran players are like this, then the new players are even more so.

The two recent horror movies, though seemingly lighthearted throughout, featured scenes of the world collapsing and planets shattering during Zheng Zha's fight, leaving a profound and lasting shock and fear on their bones.

Even though they were wearing combat suits that could withstand any natural disaster on the planet, a mere aftershock of the clash between Zheng Zha and his companion was enough to crush them into dust.

Faced with this power, they didn't even have the thought of resisting. This sense of powerlessness was far more agonizing than facing life and death.

"Sorry, I've already held back."

Hearing his teammates sigh, Zheng Zha scratched his head, looking somewhat apologetic.

He had tried his best to restrain his power when he fought Luo, but even so, the aftershocks of their battle nearly destroyed the entire American continent.

"Zheng Zha, although you have keen insight, the horror movies we're experiencing right now are just too terrifying. In the end, we still have to consider our situation; this isn't a long-term solution." Chu Xuan adjusted his glasses.

Zheng Zha nodded upon hearing this.

"That's true. This time, I'll find some things that can quickly increase your strength."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zheng Zha applied to enter the Zhutian Pavilion.

The next moment, the scene before him suddenly changed, and the familiar ancient building reappeared in Zheng Zha's sight, along with two figures.

One of them was a clone of Zheng Zha, who looked exactly like him but had centipede-shaped scars on his face.

The other one had an ordinary appearance, but possessed three heads and six arms, and was surrounded by an intense aura of killing and bloodshed, like a demon crawling out of hell.

At this moment, however, the man who looked like a demon was filled with confusion and helplessness.

He stared blankly into the depths of the pavilion, his lips trembling slightly, his dry, hoarse voice trembling uncontrollably: "This—this is?"

Zheng Zha followed his gaze, and his heart suddenly clenched—

In the void, a universe is slowly unfolding and blossoming.

Countless stars, too numerous to count, shine brightly, and countless galaxies intertwine like silver ribbons, with superclusters stretching endlessly, forming a vast and boundless sea of ​​stars.

In the vast sea of ​​stars, countless creatures thrive and multiply, and countless civilizations rise and fall, experiencing birth, aging, sickness, and death, endlessly cycling through life. All aspects of the world are clearly discernible.

But in the next instant, a deafening roar shook the entire universe, and that immeasurably vast universe collapsed without warning, turning into endless streams of light and being crushed into imperceptible dust particles.

What is even more awe-inspiring is that every tiny speck of dust that falls from the shattered universe suddenly explodes from its infinitesimal size, blooming anew into entirely new universes.

These new universes are all more numerous and vaster, encompassing all things, and are just as immeasurably larger than before!

Then, that boundless universe shattered again, then blossomed once more, doubling in size, endlessly repeating the cycle without ceasing.

A thought suddenly popped into the Asura man's mind:

Has he arrived in a multiverse outside of the multiverse?

"No—it surpasses even the multiverse—even if there were infinitely many multiverses, they wouldn't amount to this—it is—"

—An unimaginable realm—

Seeing this scene, he stood frozen in place, his three heads and six arms trembling slightly involuntarily, and most of the killing intent around him was subdued by this vast power.

"Zheng Zha, who is this friend of yours?"

A voice rang out, and the Asura-like man finally snapped out of his extreme shock.

The next instant, the endless universe in his eyes, which was constantly being created and destroyed, suddenly twisted and transformed into a human figure.

A vast human figure, seemingly containing the infinite universe within its body.

But in the next moment, all the stunning scenes disappeared, and the ordinary-looking pavilion returned to its original appearance.

In front of him, a young man dressed in white with an ordinary appearance was sitting at the counter looking at him.

It was obvious that the voice just now came from the young man in front of them.

Upon hearing this, Zheng Zha smiled and said, "Lord Pavilion Master, please forgive me, this is a newly invited guest of mine, named Luo—"

While Zheng Zha was introducing himself, Luo was still immersed in the scene he had just witnessed.

Were those all illusions? — Luo was a little confused.

But as soon as the thought crossed his mind, he immediately dismissed it.

No, it absolutely cannot be an illusion.

He was the War Lord, second only to, and almost on par with, the Emperor. He was a prominent figure in the multiverse, wielding immense power. His every word and action could influence the war forces of the entire multiverse, and opening up and destroying universes was nothing to him.

Even if someone can influence you with illusions, the illusions created by that power are almost indistinguishable from reality.

Previously, "Gu" told himself that he had a way to free him from oppression, all he had to do was put on a show.

He had just made a gesture of being suppressed by "Gu" and the moment he came into contact with "Gu", he, the Lord of War, had already arrived here before he could even react.

That alone was enough to shock Luo.

To capture a royal-level being silently is something even the ultimate level might not be able to do!

The scene of the universe's creation and destruction that we just witnessed probably all originated from this man in front of us.

All signs indicate that this might be a being who has reached an ultimate or higher level of enlightenment.