Chapter 1075: Chapter 826: Blood Covenant (Part 2)
The Undying Dragon Venerate let out a painful roar, its dragon body struggling wildly, but the Supre Heavenly Venerate pressed down with a hand, and the massive dragon, as if crushed by a mountain, fell to the ground with a thundering crash, creating a gorge a thousand ters deep.
The Void Devourer from the West Abyss took the opportunity to erode her right arm, turning flesh into a transparent phantom. The Supre Heavenly Venerate emotionlessly flicked her right fingertip, instantly forming a silver-white trace like a blade of heaven, severing the power of the void.
She then reversed her hand to grab, pulling the `Lingming Void Dragon` hidden in the shadows out forcefully. With a grip of her five fingers, this Battle Dragon, composed of void concepts, exploded like glass, with part of the dragon’s body forming a void dragon that fled in panic, while the rest transford into countless light particles absorbed into her body.
Her eroded arm regenerated instantaneously, with dense dark-golden divine patterns erging beneath the skin, causing waves of conceptual power to ripple around her, transforming part of the Power of the Gods into void.
This scene caused all the participating gods to gasp in shock, as the Supre Heavenly Venerate directly extracted the Source Material Core from the Undying Dragon Venerate and the `Lingming Void Dragon`, thereby claiming the void concept of the West Abyss for herself!
At this mont, she cast her gaze upon the Cosmic Dual Dragons, who instantly intertwined and shrieked, the clock gears on the black dragon’s scales reversing madly, while the white dragon’s Void Bone Spear poured like torrential rain.
Ti and space ford a chaotic vortex around the Supre Heavenly Venerate, yet she used her left eye as ‘past’ and her right eye as ‘future’, forcibly carving out a stable path amidst the chaotic tilines. Shortly after, she casually grasped the space-ti vortex, shattering it forcibly, and dissipating into countless streams of light in the air.
The Devouring Heavenly Venerate initially intended to maneuver his Battle Dragon to bite forward, but upon witnessing this spectacle, he decisively withdrew his Battle Dragon to a distance of a thousand miles.
Although the `Supre Heavenly Venerate` had not fully awakened, she displayed the supre majesty of the ancient Divine King, and the siege by the gods not only failed to shake the Supre Heavenly Venerate but seed on the brink of collapse.
Her figure stood tall in the void, sweeping a gaze over the expanse, her expression impassive, yet her eyes were majestic and profound, seemingly able to see through every thought of the gods.
However, Lin Rui keenly sensed the power of destiny in this divine conflict.
The Master of Destiny, although not directly involved, continuously interfered with the entire process using his fate manipulation.
Moreover, regarding the `Supre Heavenly Venerate`, her body’s flesh and tendons remained incomplete, and the recovery was increasingly slow, with so limbs showing signs of cracking.
This was because her body could no longer withstand the power of the Supre Heavenly Venerate.
This body was planted by Lin Rui’s father, Lin Cong, whose strength was said to be less than a tenth of the Supre Heavenly Venerate’s physical form.
Currently, although she had integrated a substantial amount of the Supre Heavenly Venerate’s Essence Blood and Source Material Core, she could not fully restore to the Supre Heavenly Venerate’s peak state in the short term.
The previous `Taishang`’s divine body collapsed not only due to the hidden sches left by the gods but also because her own body couldn’t bear the burden.
Now, although the gods tried to avoid direct confrontation with this Taishang, they used various covert ans to hinder the Supre Heavenly Venerate’s resurrection.
The void power from the West Abyss continued to corrode her newly ford flesh like a venomous snake, turning parts of her body into a transparent illusion. The Dreamy Heavenly Venerate by Lin Rui’s side further weaved various dream illusions to interfere with the Supre Heavenly Venerate’s Divine Soul cohesion.
The Cosmic Dual Dragons from the Central Abyss were the only Battle Dragons capable of standing before the Taishang, their spatial and temporal power extrely domineering, continuously depleting Taishang’s divine power.
Furthermore, the Devouring Heavenly Venerate’s `Incineration` and `devour` power, the Lord of Darkness’s `death` and `Eternal Silence`, and the `freeze` and `ice seal` from the Northern Abyss intertwined as an invisible web, forcing the Supre Heavenly Venerate to constantly expend her origin power, weakening her divine power in layers with no opportunity to repair her body.
At this mont, the `Supre Heavenly Venerate` turned her gaze towards Luo Wangshu, while Luo Wangshu was already watching the battle intently.
The two `Supre Heavenly Venerate` faced off across the void, and the silver-haired goddess above the Garden of Truth scoffed: “Imitation!”
With a wave of her hand, countless threads of truth instantly pierced towards Luo Wangshu.
Luo Wangshu rely smiled slightly, not waiting for Lin Rui to make a move to protect, she transford into a stream of light and rushed into the battlefield, slashing out thirty thousand dark-golden Sword Qi, slicing open the silver hair coming from the Star River.
She realized the best response was to avoid battle, Lin Rui temporarily didn’t want to step into this trap and be taken advantage of by the gods.
However, Luo Wangshu also noted that the Taishang opponent was already at the end of her strength.
The entire heaven and earth at this mont were divided into two halves — one half was the fierce battle between the gods and the fundantally eroded `Supre Heavenly Venerate`, and the other was Luo Wangshu and the newly born `Supre Heavenly Venerate` contending in the truth.
The shattered void mirrored this across-ti confrontation, as if two eras of Taishang were vying for the single crown.
This conflict with Luo Wangshu further intensified her exhaustion.
Her silver hair, though still surging like a Star River, increasingly could not conceal her fatigue; her newly born texture gradually cracked into spider-web patterns, with droplets of dark-golden Divine Blood dropping like molten gold from the tendon mbranes’ tears, each limb fracture pulling out fine origin threads, dragging a crimson trace in the void.
Her silver-white strands continued to charge forward unstoppably, yet gradually lost their luster, the brilliance of the Truth Divine Pattern flickered like a candle about to extinguish, uncertainly brightening and dimming.
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