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The peak immortal general used his secret thod once again as he chose to break the cauldrons and sink the boats.
Either he successfully escaped from the demon’s claws, or he died. There was no other possibility.
It was impossible for the enemy to let him go, and it was impossible for the reinforcents to arrive in ti. Now, he could only take a risk.
The peak-stage God-level general fell into a daze and only had one thought left.
As for the dilemma that he encountered, the peak-level immortal general was unwilling to accept it.
He had fought in the cultivation world for many years and survived the ti of weakness, but he fell when he was at his strongest.
A peak-stage immortal general would be able to go anywhere in the universe. They would have no one to fear except for divine kings.
It still seed to be limited, but how many plane worlds could give birth to Supre existences like God kings?
If the cultivators of Lou Cheng wanted to beco a God King, they had to find a special place and the chances of advancing were pitifully small.
It could be said that the chances of a Godking appearing were much lower than the chances of a plane appearing. The seemingly large number of godkings was actually just the result of the accumulation of ti.
Those who had the qualifications to step onto the path of godkings were also extrely rare. They were existences that countless cultivators looked up to.
How could such a powerful existence fall when he was able to create his own God system and cultivate real gods?
In the eyes of ordinary cultivators, this was almost impossible. Who could kill such a powerful cultivator?
However, the fact was that the most powerful man, who was once looked up to by countless cultivators in loucheng, was now on the verge of being destroyed.
Only a thread of consciousness remained, but it was also muddleheaded.
This was the cultivation world.
In a world where the strong preyed on the weak, even a true king had the possibility of dying in his twilight years.
At this mont, a peak immortal general indeed looked like a hero in his twilight years, which made people sigh at the fickleness of life.
The greatest pain in his heart was probably that he still didn’t know who the enemy was.
If he was lucky enough to escape today, he might have a chance to find the enemy. However, if he were to die Here today, he would really die with hatred.
The secret technique was still in effect, and the escape was still in progress.
After an unknown amount of ti, it felt like thousands or tens of thousands of years, and ti seed to have stopped.
The peak divine general gradually forgot everything, including his glorious identity and the fact that he had been hunted.
The mories that had been sealed for a long ti suddenly erged at this mont. At that ti, he was just a small cultivator in Lou city.
He was born in the city of a nation and cultivated hard all day long just to beco a true expert.
Lou Cheng’s cultivators never lacked companions, but they also never lacked competitors. They competed with each other in cultivation and never gave in to each other.
When they stepped onto the battlefield, they trusted each other and went through life and death together.
The originally tender teenager gradually grew up with the passage of ti, and his tender feelings beca iron-blooded.
As ti slowly passed, the world he ca into contact with beca wider and wider, but the familiar companions around him beca fewer and fewer.
At this ti, the cultivators of loucheng had already understood the cruelty of the cultivation world, and their confusion in the past had gradually disappeared.
In the past, he could not understand why the cultivators of loucheng kept invading, plundering, and destroying seemingly innocent worlds.
It was only later that he gradually realized that if he didn’t eat others, others would eat him in turn.
As long as one ca into contact with the cultivation world, they would understand that this was a Whirlpool that they could not get rid of once they stepped into. Only by becoming stronger could they have a long-term possibility of existing.
The more powerful he was, the more he couldn’t slack off, because in the future, he would be facing even more powerful opponents.
Even if one beca a true omnipotent expert, there was still a possibility of being surpassed by those who ca after. Only by constantly becoming stronger could one maintain an eternal suppression.
This was the concept of the world of loucheng, and it also affected the cultivators in the world of loucheng, allowing them to improve themselves constantly.
In the following years, the once young cultivators of loucheng city, who were full of fantasies, began to fight in the worlds, conquering and killing powerful opponents.
There were wins and losses in war, and every ti there was a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. There were also many tis when life was on the line.
Many famous cultivators of loucheng fell silently on the battlefield, while many young talents rose silently.
The seemingly cruel elimination thod had actually cultivated true elites who had the opportunity to seek the true Supre realm.
In the following years, Lou Cheng beca a King of laws, a spiritual Emperor, and finally, a God.
After experiencing too many tribulations, he finally beca a true God, an existence that his forr companions looked up to.
He had thought that after becoming a god, there would be no more restrictions, but in the end, he realized that it was just another beginning.
The path of cultivation after becoming a god was far longer and crueler than one could imagine. It was not as satisfying as the past conquests.
Furthermore, after becoming a god, they would automatically be promoted to the upper echelons of the war zone. Not only would they have to participate in all kinds of decisions, but they would also know more secrets.
It was only then that he realized that the world of loucheng was far more complicated than he had imagined. The internal conflicts were not much less than the outside world.
Of course, this kind of brutal battle was only limited to the deity level. The low-level cultivators were not allowed to imitate it.
There was a law of the jungle in so battlefields because the battlefields were ranked too low, and the real strong had to be selected through cruel thods.
His mories after becoming a god had beco blurry. He did not know if they had really been forgotten or if they had been sealed by so special ans.
In the blink of an eye, many years had passed, and it was ti for the advancent battle.
This was another blurry mory. It was obviously sealed as well, and he didn’t want others to pry into it.
Soon, the image flashed, and the battle zone advancent battle ended. Then, the mory stopped there.
A few figures appeared in his consciousness. They seed to be discussing how to advance to Godking, and they vaguely ntioned the forbidden Sea and ruins.
Obviously, before they arrived at the origin realm, the nine-star divine generals of the fourth battle area already had a good understanding of the origin realm.
The fourth battle area must have been operating in the origin realm for a long ti as a place to obtain high-level secret resources.
In their conversation, they ntioned the reward for their victory. Tang Zhen’s na also appeared for the first ti.
Just a few words had already decided Tang Zhen’s fate.
At this mont, his thoughts beca sluggish again, sotis blurry and sotis clear.
It was as if the owner of the mory did not care about this matter and wanted to pass by this place, but there was a force that was obstructing him, trying to make the whole mory appear.
The contents of the discussion were brought up in more detail, including the secrets of the tower City, as well as the secret ruins that the natives coveted.
There were even so mories that needed to be sealed after the discussion in order to prevent outsiders from knowing about them.
Even though tan Yan was a nine-star divine general, he couldn’t let his guard down. From this, one could see how important the secret was.
Just as the mories beca clearer and the blurry images gradually appeared, a change suddenly occurred.
The cultivators in his mory all raised their heads and looked in the sa direction.
Who are you? why are you peeking into my mories from the future? ”
The cultivator who spoke was the peak expert who had been killed by Tang Zhen. He asked in a cold and emotionless voice.
It was obvious that he had already sensed this unknown spying a long ti ago, but he did not know where the karma ca from.
If he had known that the person peeking into his mories was Tang Zhen, he would have killed Tang Zhen at all costs.
Pitifully, there was no “if.” Therefore, many years later, peak immortal generals beca the targets of hunting.
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