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Rustling!!
A Supre being, their flesh collapsed, Heart and Spirit shattered, the Dao they cultivated was severed by the reverse flow, their Dao Intent dispersed into the void.
On this day, all realms were terrified; a supre cosmic sword cleaved down against the heavens, annihilating all, overshadowing stars, a tinge of killing intent, Sword Intent engraved onto the starry sky, undying and unmoving, a sword shattering the Supre.
Originally a dilapidated and frail Star River, yet at this mont shrouded in majestic lingering reverberations.
All major civilizations and factions heard of this and ca to investigate, discovering this place had already been transford into a supre treasure land by that sword.
Supre Dao Intent dissipated here, endless killing intent, boundless Sword Intent entangled in this place.
This place was renad as Slaughter Heart Sword Realm.
Various major civilizations again probed, intending to convert this place into a secret realm for the prodigies of their races to comprehend and understand.
anwhile, this sword caused a great transformation in the pattern and atmosphere of the entire Star River.
Countless civilizations discussed, soone asserted that the configuration of the heavens must change.
Soone marvelled, a sword slaying a Supre, does this an a god has returned to the Star River!!
Yet, as the focal point, the Seven Great Alliances did not utter a word.
Within the General Alliance of the Seven Great Alliances.
Several deep silhouettes reflected in the void, they are the carriers of the Dao, the manifestations of the Dao, Supres, the rulers of a civilization externally.
Their thoughts alone can decide the life and death of countless planets, innurable beings.
Yet at this mont, the Supres of the Seven Great Alliances were silent, the surrounding void collapsing, unknown and unseen anomalies erged then perished.
As if expressing their mood.
"Futuo is dead."
Finally, a Supre broke the silence.
"The Path of Paleness was reverse cut apart, all traces of Futuo were erased, even using the supre thods, it is impossible to resurrect him from the Dao."
"His existence was utterly negated, eradicated."
The voice of that Supre was exceedingly serious, his feet trod upon an endless boundless mountain, as if traversing a galaxy.
"A sword falls, and one perishes, Dao obliterated, how can such a figure exist in this era, in this Star River?"
The speaker, vitality surged around him, as he spoke, thousands of flowers blood, ten thousand trees sprouted.
"To expunge everything from Origin, is a thod only he could grasp, is it possible that Heavenly Communication Master is truly feigned death?"
A voice reverberated, hollow and omnipresent, upon closer examination, in the void there appeared a flickering shadow covering the entire void.
The Supre on the mountain do pondered and spoke.
"That possibility exists, that old fellow was a master of fishing, during those years he feigned death multiple tis, causing nurous great powers from races to act, yet they all beca souls beneath his sword."
"I believe in the annihilation of the Heaven-Reaching Dao Lineage, but I have always doubted that Heavenly Communication Master still lives, which is why we allowed Zhou Wuliang such audacity, that old thing, clearly with the best chance to glimpse the truth, yet bound by so-called emotions."
"Cultivating the Celestial Dao yet having affection, and being so powerful, truly incomprehensible."
"Then now, what should we do, Futuo’s demise greatly impacts us, should we wage war against the Human Race?"
"Wage war?? How to wage war?? In what manner to wage war??"
The flickering shadow transford into a tall figure and spoke.
"That sword severed along causality, who can prove it was the Human Race’s doing?"
"Even if it’s proven, what then? If truly Heavenly Communication walks the world again, how many swords do you think it would take him to cut you?"
"What do you an?? Just end it like this? When Heavenly Communication appeared back in the days, we retreated, are we to retreat again now, until when does this end?"
"Otherwise, if you truly have the courage, go and kill his disciple that day!"
Two Supres began to argue, causing the entire void to tremble, like a piece of paper being pulled at both ends, constantly showing signs of rupture.
Just as the void seed about to shatter.
An ancient voice, indescribably old, sounded.
"Enough!!"
In an instant, as if giant hands reached out from the void, smoothing everything over.
The Supre power in his presence seed futile.
"Great Sacrifice!"
"Great Sacrifice!!!"
Three Supres simultaneously gazed at that silhouette, it was a Turtle Spirit bearing Profound Armor on its back, its entire being suffused with twilight, half its body lifeless, devoid of vitality, while the other half was sealed by immortal power.
Turtle Spirit Great Sacrifice spoke at a slow pace, but forcefully, unmistakably.
"Cease all activities concerning the Human Race, cancel all prior plans."
"Maintain the original relationship with the Federation, even weaken it if necessary."
"In Futuo’s fallen Star Realm, no matter how much other races make of it, we will not participate."
The other three Supres exchanged glances upon hearing this.
Futuo’s demise, the death of a Supre, would inevitably stir waves in the Star River, they had not discussed the issue of that Star Realm before, implicitly agree to reclaim that Star Realm.
Amongst it contained the Dao Intent crushed of Futuo, it was the property of the Seven Alliances.
Yet now, the Turtle Spirit Great Sacrifice made them abandon that Star Realm, even show weakness to the Alliance.
Even the Supre who advocated not tearing faces with the Human Race was sowhat unable to accept this.
But they did not speak, only maintained silence.
The Turtle Spirit Great Sacrifice was the oldest being in the Seven Alliances, a true living fossil, when the previous generation of Supres controlled the Seven Alliances and they first erged, this was his appearance.
And now, he remained in this state of being consud by twilight.
His status in the Seven Alliances was exceedingly high, one of only two capable of communicating with the deities through great sacrifices, while the other Candle Spirit Great Sacrifice had been in silent offerings for countless years, aning only he could converse with the divine within the Alliance.
Even those Divine Sons who receive personal divine instruction and favor are guided by the gods in obscurity.
Whereas this one could truly communicate with gods, it was a completely different concept.
Turtle Spirit Great Sacrifice seldom intervened in Alliance affairs, but whenever he did, it concerned grand causality.
Thus, even though the Supres discontentedly pondered in their hearts, it was difficult to voice anything further.
The Great Sacrifice of the Turtle Spirit saw through their thoughts and sighed softly, his decayed half-body trembling slightly.
"Wait..."
"All you need to do is wait. The disaster is finally coming to an end in this era, the deities we await are about to return!!"
"When the day of the divine return arrives, everything will be reshuffled!"
"And before that, all you need to do is wait!"
The Great Sacrifice softly uttered these few words, and at the very mont of hearing them, each of the three Supres showed faces of shock, filled with disbelief.
They could hardly believe their ears, their gazes trembling, speaking with an indescribable excitent.
"Great Sacrifice, are you saying it’s true, the gods... are coming back!!"
Legend has it that the Gods once stood above the Star River, their power beyond words, their stature grand, with the Star River rely their plaything. Yet one day, the gods vanished from this world.
They went to another world, only Heart and Spirit could communicate with them.
No one knew what happened at that ti, they could only guide and watch over their chosen race in silence.
However, now the Great Sacrifice says...
The gods are coming back!!
How could they not be excited by this.
"It was told to directly by the gods, on the day the Black Sun rises over the Star River, the era of silence will end, the deities return!!"
The words of the Great Sacrifice of the Turtle Spirit carried an indescribable reverence, and as he spoke, one hand rested on his forehead.
"We only need to quietly await the divine return..."
The three Supres contained their uncontainable emotions, imitating the reverent tone of the Great Sacrifice as they spoke.
"We only need to quietly await the divine return..."
"We only need to..."
The few Supres were extrely excited; if the deities returned, the heavens would undergo the greatest cleansing, and the entire Star River would truly be in turmoil.
If that were the case, temporarily bowing to the Human Race would be nothing.
After all...
Since entering the Star River, the Human Race has never seen the manifestation of deities. The Martial God doesn’t count, because when the Martial God road, the deities had long since withdrawn, and the Martial God was at most a powerful being.
It was out of strength that he was revered as a god.
In the face of true deities, how would the rebirth of a Human Race Martial God an anything??
This race without foundation, once the deities return...
"Just a blood al..."
....
At Hangu Pass, inside the Second Realm examination hall.
The Vine Immortal was surrounded by the gazes of countless examinees, who encircled him layer upon layer, their mocking eyes sweeping over this Divine Son.
"Vine Immortal, if you can’t play, just forget it, huh. Divine Son... bearing the na of a god, tsk, tsk, tsk."
Zhao Budian spoke from the side.
But in reality, he wasn’t letting him go either. If the Vine Immortal didn’t fulfill the wager, then as a Divine Son breaking faith, it would dishonor his divine pedigree, sullying the god’s na, a grave sin.
But if he did fulfill the wager, speaking such words in front of all these examinees, his own reputation would be ruined.
"Human Race, don’t push too far!!"
Shadow Killer’s eyes filled with a fierce aura, his voice brutal, the phantom behind him flickering, a single glory with the Divine Son, if they watched the Vine Immortal be humiliated, it would be no different from them being insulted.
"Pushing too far?"
"If Mu Wuyang lost, would you spare him?"
"Don’t put on that act, if any of you had the nerve to say you wouldn’t do the sa, I’d respect you for your candor..."
Su Tu spoke, his voice calm, showing no emotion, yet it was precisely this tone, like describing reality, that made it even harder to accept.
The Bow-backed Divine Son was also clenching his teeth, and the Divine Son of the Mountain God Race trembled slightly; as Divine Sons, they held an extrely high status in their race, even the Daoist Master had to treat them with respect.
When had they suffered such humiliation!!
"I am Su Tu’s dog!!!"
However, just as the standoff persisted, the Vine Immortal suddenly spoke, his voice loud, unhidden, eyes red, yet face calm.
All of the Human Race examinees felt a burst of satisfaction upon hearing these words.
Previously, when the Vine Immortal appeared, his arrogant deanor, and those conceited words starkly contrasted with the current mont.
"I have completed the wager!"
Feeling the mocking gazes around him, the Vine Immortal stood motionless, saying only this before turning away and leaving.
The other few Divine Sons quickly followed, Jiu Hua casting a complicated glance at Su Tu before leaving with them.
"Hahahahaha!!! Such so-called Divine Sons."
"Pah! To show us what true prodigies are, just this??"
"Being a dog for Tu Shen is a bargain for him!"
"Indeed, I’d want to, but I can’t even get in line!"
"?? Wait, buddy, you??"
The finally appeased examinees couldn’t help but start to huddle noisily.
However, when Su Tu looked at the back of the Vine Immortal leaving, there was no ridicule, rather, an unfathomable killing intent in his eyes, unhidden.
This Vine Immortal was extrely arrogant, but unexpectedly at such a mont, he could unhesitatingly keep his promise, choosing dignity over sullied divine na.
Such a person is extrely dangerous, possessing both strength and a fearso mindset.
"A trustworthy man..."
Su Tu muttered softly, and even if a trustworthy person committed shaful acts, Su Tu would still hold so respect for him, even if he admired such a person, but...
Such a person in a foreign race, falling into opposing forces...
Su Tu’s eyes darkened, having already pronounced the Vine Immortal a death sentence in his heart!!
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