Swallowing the Stars: You Can't Escape, Mountain Dweller

Chapter 515 The Pact of Killing

In a flash, Bloodfire God General and Sword Mist King had vanished from their original spot.

The cosmic venerables all turned and left; the matter was no longer their concern.

Those inheritors whose heads were not marked with the colorful aurora borealis also looked relaxed.

This excitement won't be seen today; waiting just one day is very simple for an immortal.

They even looked at the Kings who had signed up to challenge the Sword Mist King with a hint of schadenfreude, wondering what they would do.

The more than 20,000 challengers for the title all looked grim; most of them were from the three top-tier racial alliances.

Having impulsively signed up, I'm now in a bind.

The strength that Sword Mist King displayed was recognized by two superior laws!

This is not as simple as one plus one being greater than two!

He no longer possesses the confidence he had before being crowned king.

Taking advantage of Bai Yang and Bloodfire God General's departure, they quickly headed towards their respective residences.

As if something was chasing me, I returned to the house.

Some people then began to attempt teleportation to the divine realm, preparing to temporarily leave the ancestral mystical realm.

The colorful aurora in the sky flashed for a moment, and a powerful pressure descended, directly stopping this behavior.

Each challenger with an aurora symbol above their head received a message.

If they dare to leave and try to escape the battle without the Sword Mist King's permission...

Then they will automatically lose their eligibility to inherit the legacy! They can never come back!

"Damn it!"

"Sword Mist King! He's too ruthless!"

"Is this the Bloodfire God General's intention? This is so unfair!"

Countless people angrily cursed and regretted, but they all hid alone in their own homes, unheard and unseen by anyone.

They didn't dare complain to the members of the Ancestral God Cult at all; aside from saying a few words, it was completely useless.

They have to face the real-world problems on their own.

For a top-tier race, a Beast God Inheritance Token is almost comparable in value to a set of precious treasures.

Even a peerless king like Zhenyan Wang only managed to obtain one item by hitching a ride on Luo Feng's coattails.

Most members of the elite racial alliances wouldn't qualify for this.

It's either an unexpected windfall due to good luck, or borrowing money from the tribal alliance, which will come at a price in the future!

Now, between his own life and a huge debt or even a contract to sell himself into servitude, what should he choose?

This is indeed a very difficult decision to make!

Inside the Thunder Beast God Temple, in the core area of ​​the Ancestral Mystic Realm.

Looking at Bai Yang and Bloodfire God General before him, even the mighty Lord of the Universe had a hint of helplessness in his eyes.

It was just a short nap for him, yet this Sword Mist King has caused such a huge uproar; it was truly unexpected.

Seeing that he remained silent for a long time, Bai Yang decided to ask the question himself.

"God of Thunder Beasts, what business do you have with me?"

Seeing his relaxed expression, the Thunder Beast God couldn't help but say:

"How do you plan to handle this? Are you really going to kill all 20,000 people?"

Bai Yang looked up, feigning surprise, and asked:

"Why not? I'm just passively accepting the challenge."

They came to me of their own accord; I didn't force them.

Thunder Beast God simply couldn't comprehend this insane idea and shouted, "That's 20,000 people!"

The three most powerful races have achieved the title of Immortal King in the Ancestral Mystic Realm, accounting for almost 30-40% of the total.

"If you kill them all, won't they hate you to the core?"

Bai Yang appeared very calm and said:

"They hate me just the same now; having too much debt means you don't have to worry about anything."

To me, it makes no difference at all.

Even the Thunder Beast God found it difficult to handle.

Although the Ancestral God Cult is relatively detached, it is still one of the cosmic forces.

Just a moment ago, the cosmic lords of the three top races have already begun contacting their guardian beast gods through various channels.

There were very few cosmic rulers in the primordial universe; even those who had never seen one had at least heard of them.

Before joining the Ancestral God Cult, many of the guardian beast gods inevitably interacted with the top races and formed some kind of relationship with each other.

Several guardian beast gods also pleaded with the Thunder Beast God, hoping he would intervene to prevent this from happening.

But Bai Yang's insistence on following the rules and his unyielding attitude made things difficult for him.

This person, who has the potential to truly become the master of the universe, has already invested so much; turning against someone for the sake of outsiders is a terrible strategy.

However, they couldn't afford to disregard the dignity of the guardian beast gods; killing all 20,000 people would be too insane.

Thunder Beast God closed his eyes and pondered for a while, then suddenly opened them and said:

"Bai Yang, let's each take a step back."

You can kill, but there's a time limit.

Otherwise, with so many people, how long would it take you to kill them all?

You are, after all, a realm lord, and you must need to rest, right?

Our Ancestral God Cult cannot possibly imprison your successors indefinitely.

On Thunder Island in the virtual universe, the true leaders of the human race had already begun discussing this matter.

Even Giant Axe and Chaos received the news and participated in the meeting.

Bai Yang separated a consciousness and continuously relayed his conversations with the Ancestral God Sect.

Upon hearing Thunder Beast God's words, Giant Axe, Chaos, and Dragon Walk exchanged glances, all agreeing that the suggestion was quite good.

The giant axe pointed directly at Bai Yang and said:

"Bai Yang, you can decide for yourself. The tribe supports your decision."

Bai Yang quickly asked him:

"Given the practices of the Ancestral God Sect, what is the absolute limit of what they can tolerate?"

Everyone fell silent, feeling that the question was difficult to answer.

Suddenly, the chubby Master Peng spoke up:

"Ten days! That's no problem for them, given their style."

Everyone looked at him and saw an unusually confident expression on his usually gentle face.

Bai Yang knew that apart from the Lord of Chaos City, this Lord Peng Gong was almost the strongest universe lord among humankind.

Of course, the leader of all dragons in the virtual universe is an exception now.

He doesn't speak easily, but when he does, he must have some kind of confidence.

Bai Yang nodded his thanks and immediately told the Thunder Beast God the number.

"Then ten days!"

Challengers who are still alive in ten days, I can let them go.

Upon hearing this, the Thunder Beast God remained silent.

Judging from his expression and demeanor, Bai Yang figured he was probably discussing and exchanging ideas with others online.

So he waited for more than ten minutes.

Thunder Beast God's booming voice finally spoke:

"Okay! I'll give you ten days."

During this time, you can force them to fight you.

But afterwards, that right was no longer available.

Seeing his expression, Bai Yang secretly praised Peng Gong's master's discerning eye.

This seems to have directly crossed the psychological threshold of the Ancestral God Sect; any further would be excessive.

Bai Yang nodded in agreement, and the battle would resume starting tomorrow.

A few minutes later, all the challengers marked with the aurora received this message.

"Ten days! If I'm not chosen within ten days, I'll be saved!"

"Great! Now there's hope!"

"Sword Mist King will definitely finish this quickly. If he loses his composure, he might actually lose!"

This is an opportunity!

The inheritors of the three supreme races each have their own thoughts and intentions.

Some clever people even began to form alliances and temporarily strengthen themselves through various means.

One by one, these precious treasures began circulating within the Ancestral Mystic Realm.

Everyone eagerly awaited the arrival of the next day.

And time really flies.

The treasure trove is still in the same place.

Millions of inheritors have completely occupied this space.

(End of this chapter)