2900: C2900 Death Blow

C2900 Death Blow

A dying god race old man, his strength was already exhausted and on the verge of death.

But he was Celestial King of Eight Tribulations!

Even though Celestial King of Eight Tribulations was extremely weak, he was still Celestial King of Eight Tribulations!

It was unknown how many secrets there were within the God race. In the past, the God Nation was completely black, completely dark, and everything was hidden in the mystery. It was only when the new era began and the God race appeared in front of the kings of the world did some of the God race's secrets be revealed.

But all the kings of the world currently knew was that the god race had many Celestial King of the Five Tribulations. They each led a part of the god race, and they were all called leaders. The highest leader, on the other hand, was Celestial Emperor of Ten Thousand Arts.

Celestial Emperor of Ten Thousand Arts's name didn't exist on the Record Of Top Experts s of the Fine Wood Hall because it had only been called out for a short period of time. Otherwise, Celestial Emperor of Ten Thousand Arts would have definitely been one of the top seven Record Of Top Experts s, and his strength compared to Bowu Emperor and Old Man of Cresent, who were ranked in the top ten, was unknown.

Now, there was actually a Celestial King of Eight Tribulations in front of Meng Fan!

From the beginning of history until today, there were only two records that had reached Celestial King of Eight Tribulations's level.

The other one, was Chaos Emperor, Peak of Mortality. He had stepped into Celestial King of Nine Tribulations from Celestial King of Eight Tribulations, and immediately opened an era.

The other one was Hundred-Step Immortal.

That's all!

None of those heaven warping people, experts, and monsters recorded in the ancient books had reached Celestial King of Eight Tribulations's level!

Until the start of the new era, the pressure exerted by the Heavenly Dao upon the various kings became extremely weak, and the probability of them surviving the tribulation had increased greatly. Many Divine Kings broke through to the next realm, and countless cultivators at the peak of the Divine Essence Stage welcomed the challenge to become the Divine King.

Bowu Emperor, who was once the closest to Celestial King of Eight Tribulations, had lost his humanity and weakened. Now, it seemed that he had lost his opportunity.

However, in the god race, there was Celestial King of Eight Tribulations who had lived for who knows how long!

He lived for at least two hundred million years.

They were practically living fossils from ancient times.

At this moment, under the torture of intense pain, Meng Fan relied on his remaining rationality and finally understood why in Dark Age, the god race could appear out of nowhere and replace the Heavenly Dao s, becoming a god that all living beings followed after!

Even within the Dark Age, there were many powerful Divine Kings in the world. They would naturally question the identity and status of the god race.

Then the god race must have great power.

Not only was it an inherent power, there was also a strong warrior like Celestial King of Eight Tribulations!

the Celestial King of Heaven And Earth was truly strong only after his Dragon Elephant Valley had been destroyed. Before his Dragon Elephant Valley had been destroyed, the Celestial King of the Six Tribulations of heaven and earth could be counted on one hand, and it was extremely rare.

The further the era progressed, the lower the cultivation level of the so-called experts would be.

The glory of martial arts and the development of civilization depended on time, with each generation overlapping each other. Later generations would step on the shoulders of giants and climb higher. The newer the giant, the stronger the power.

In the world of Dark Age, there aren't even a lot of Celestial King of the Four Tribulations. Then, the god race that has Celestial King of Eight Tribulations as their leader would naturally have the ability to rule the universe and its wastelands!

At this moment, Meng Fan suddenly felt a lingering fear in his heart.

If not for the fact that the god race was the antithesis of the Heavenly Dao and had been constantly being punished by the heavens and threatened by the various Heavenly Dao s power, then the history of Epoch would have had to be changed. It would become simple and cruel, and that was the story of the god race controlling all beings, and fighting against the Heavenly Dao s.

"Ah …"

Another wave of pain caused Meng Fan to reach out and cover his forehead. His body was also a bit sore and weak. The vast god race's knowledge was still splitting his soul and thoughts, even spreading out from his mind towards his limbs and bones!

On his skin, a few plain and simple symbols vaguely appeared. Those were the words of the god race, faintly discernible.

If he let these words spread, not only would Meng Fan's soul be split, even his body would be "deified". This was too dangerous.

That scene was just like back then when Meng Fan and Oracular Dragon Emperor 's flesh fused together and became Jilong Rui. Until now, there was also a strong dragonness within Meng Fan's body. He became a dragon, and even Pure-blooded Celestial Dragon could not determine who he was.

At that time, his Dragonform had been extremely dangerous.

But the current deification was thousands of times more dangerous than the Dragonform!

"Minor Heavenly Tao, you don't know much about the god race." If he wanted to make a move, he might not be able to hold on for long, but the determination in his eyes made people not doubt his words at all. He really wanted to use his own death to attack Meng Fan, to eradicate the greatest fear and disaster for the god race.

"You don't know how our god race came to this day. In your ancestors, before your race was born, our god race ruled the world and fought against the chaos in the universe. We fell once, but we were also the leaders of all living beings.

In the last chapter of the the Hung Meng Era, we began to bear the wrath of the heavens. In that era, all of the newborn infants of our god race faced heavenly tribulation, and all of them died. It was during the constant struggle with the Heavenly Dao s that we were able to keep one newborn.

After a very long time, we finally arrived at today, and every single surviving god race, no matter if it's children or the elderly, are all strong. Our divine way, our knowledge, everything about us, are all strong, and you ordinary beings, unable to understand it, and also unable to imagine it!

Looks like you swallowed more knowledge than I thought. Perhaps you don't need me to do anything, you will be directly killed by our god race's power of knowledge.

Don't worry, the god race will give you great glory. We will decapitate your corpse in front of the gods, and spread your name as a hero or sinner. I will personally write a book for you, waiting for comments from the later generations.

"You can leave in peace!"

Meng Fan couldn't understand the elder's words.

His mind was filled with all kinds of strange sounds.

It was as if someone was reciting an epic passage.

It was as if tens of thousands of people were playing a divine tune.

These voices filled his mind and buzzed.

The imprint of those words spread from his neck to his arms and continuously moved toward the tip of his finger. At the same time, it deeply descended, wanting to merge into his flesh, blood, and bones, as well as his internal organs …

Suddenly.

The words trembled and stopped spreading.

Instead, it began to shrink back.

The God race old man's eyes slightly contracted, revealing an expression of confusion.

Meng Fan gasped heavily.

Inside his body.

His limbs were all gone.

One hundred twenty-nine thousand six hundred major acupoints.

His blood was boiling.

Inside it, it was emitting bright lights.

It was the light of the many worlds!

It was Meng Fan's World of Source releasing its power!

A long time ago, Meng Fan's World of Source became extremely huge and became a true part of his body. Moreover, it was the hardest part.

As the World of Source grew stronger at every moment, it constantly spread outwards, dividing the World of Source into the Central Plains, Four Realms, Four Seas, and Foreign Lands.2

At this moment, the power of the World of Source was frantically resisting the god race's devouring!

Within the World of Source, there were already one thousand and six hundred Hundreds of Celestial Kings, which contained an uncountable number of living beings. The thick and majestic Power of Will, which contained all of these powers, was overturning, rolling, erupting, and even all of the Divine Kings could feel their power being devoured. In their eyes, this was an overwhelming calamity, but the cultivators who had grown up within the Power of Will did not cower at all.

And in this sort of confrontation, they firmly held the upper hand!

The god race's power, was rapidly pushed back.

Although Meng Fan's soul was still in the state of split, making each other enemies and starting a "civil war", Meng Fan's physical body was restrained.

It took the god race old man a few breaths to understand what happened. He did not hesitate as he took two steps forward and raised the white jade cane in his hand, aiming straight at Meng Fan!

This strike was truly a lightning strike. One could even hear the divine race old man's blood boiling and burning.

He was simply too old, to the point where executing a single strike would consume a huge amount of energy and blood, and he might even need to burn a Longevity.

This was a desperate attack!

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