Mythical Era: I Evolved Into A Stellar-Level Beast Chapter 1650 - 1650 613 The Revival of the Ancestor Arrival

Chapter 1650: Chapter 613: The Revival of the Ancestor, Arrival of the Emperor Dragon_3 Chapter 1650: Chapter 613: The Revival of the Ancestor, Arrival of the Emperor Dragon_3 As far as the eye could see, it seed as if a ‘X’ stretching 30,000 kiloters appeared between heaven and earth, lingering indefinitely.

The torn fault was filled with endless pure Yin-Yang and life-death rules; Yin and Yang ground away, life and death alternated, and Christoff’s torn True Body and Divine Soul were imdiately annihilated.

This was Adam Garcetti, once again bursting through his limits and stepping into the True Spirit realm.

Beneath the True Spirit, there was simply no resistance, no way to block it.

As cultivation reached its later stages, the span of strength levels grew larger, and the boundary between True Spirit and the ancient tis was like a chasm, which the entire Purgatory Demon Race had only managed to break twice in ten thousand years due to two suprely talented monsters.

Boom Boom Boom!!

In front of the intensely burning Adam Garcetti, the previously spirited True Body of the Demon God Christoff was shattered repeatedly, spraying blood of the Demon God that dyed the sky red.

The powerful shockwave destroyed everything within a 100,000-kiloter radius.

And under the controlled intent of Adam Garcetti, the two quickly moved towards the front battle area, soon appearing in the central region of the forbidden area, instantly causing all the Demon Gods to change their expressions drastically.

The Demon God Priest, Constantin, bellowed, “Carotis, Bektivi, stop that human.”

Boom Boom!! Two Demon Gods repelled their opponents and turned to charge toward Adam Garcetti, dozens of thousands of kiloters away.

With Adam Garcetti’s return, his single-handed battle against the lords of the three major empires imdiately reduced the alliance’s pressure on the front battlefield. However, at this mont, the Primordial True King let out a long howl.

“Folks, there are changes in our Inner World; we must return imdiately. The battlefield here is left in your hands.”

After speaking, without waiting for the Wind Heavenly King and others to respond, the Primordial True King repelled his opponent, tore through space, and flew toward the Human Race’s rear.

Also retreating were Heavenly King Mad Wheeler, who was suppressing a Supre Realm Great Demon King, and another who needed to head back to oversee things, preventing Freya Louise’s failure to uphold the sky.

Suddenly, the battlefield beca sowhat chaotic.

However, on the human side, with Adam Garcetti burning himself out in a deadly battle, holding back the lords of the three empires, his fierce aura left the Wind Heavenly King and others with not much to say.

Even to make a point, they each burned their origins a second ti to burst forth.

As the three lords of the empires joined hands, the unstoppable montum of Adam Garcetti was imdiately blocked, and his aura visibly weakened at a visible speed.

But just then, Adam Garcetti suddenly looked towards a battlefield hundreds of thousands of kiloters away, his voice of Divine Soul Thought resonating under the power of the rules, shaking heaven and earth.

“Tarrod, while I am about to perish, my promise remains the sa. After this battle, my entire Human Race shall protect your law and assist you in stepping into the realm of the Ancient God.”

Adam Garcetti’s words made Tarrod pause.

“I naturally trust the promise of your Human Race.”

For his race, a strong man like Adam Garcetti fought to the death and burned to the very last step.

Jack Clark, a monstrous talent, was fighting desperately alone against two Great Demon Kings.

And there were those Human Kings and Heavenly Kings who, facing several tis their number of enemies, fought to the death without retreating, showing such a powerful unity and racial dedication that even a being like Tarrod was moved.

Only seen tens of thousands of kiloters away, Tarrod’s deities’ Avatar battling another Ancient Middle Stage Demon God dissipated, transforming into a sky full of golden light spanning space-ti, rging into Tarrod’s True Body.

Boom!

Inside him, an aura comparable to a demi-True Spirit burst forth, an endless golden radiance spreading across, painting the sky and earth over tens of thousands of kiloters into a golden ocean.

Amidst the radiance, Tarrod’s True Body swelled, reaching 100,000 ters high, covered with densely packed golden eyes, appearing imnsely majestic and terrifying.

Imdiately, the entire battlefield shook once again.

All ‘people’ never expected that Tarrod, a longstanding Divine King of the Divine Gods Alliance, had hidden his power so deeply.

His realm had already reached the brink of breakthrough, but for unknown reasons, he had always restrained himself, even dividing his power to suppress his own realm.

In the instant those Demon Gods were stunned, a giant golden eyeball slowly erged around the Demon God battling with Tarrod’s Avatar.

This golden eyeball, resembling an illusory world, enveloped the Demon God together with the surrounding rule domain, and enclosed within, then silently shattered.

Boom!

Under terrifying power, a space of over ten thousand kiloters collapsed, the Void exploded, and even that Demon God’s True Body was torn and burst apart.

This was the might of a being whose realm had truly reached demi-True Spirit.

With a blast that shattered that kind of Demon God’s True Body, Tarrod’s right hand stretched out, reaching into the Void, transforming into a huge, golden palm that even the shattered heaven and earth could not obscure.

On that pure golden palm, a faint immortal aura spread, suppressing the Heavenly Earth Rules.

Boom Boom Boom!! Under the golden radiance containing part of the True Spirit’s might, the foundational space of that swath of heaven and earth was segnted, collapsing crazily compressed.

“Assist!”

The Lord of the Empire, Brihades, roared, and behind him the eighteen arms grasping the dark Demon Banner burgeoned, forming pole after pole of banners standing tall in all directions.

Before the eighteen Dark Demon Banners could display their might, the densely packed eyes on Tarrod’s body suddenly shone brightly, emitting nurous light beams.

Spurt Spurt!!

These golden light beams, incredibly sharp and containing the power to penetrate everything, ford tens of thousands of pitch-black, tiny pathways between heaven and earth, lingering indefinitely.

Such might made even Brihades’ expression slightly change, his weapon that resembled a thundering hamr bursting with demonic light, held horizontally in front.

In front of the truly powerful Tarrod, three mighty Demon Gods were instantly suppressed.

One whose True Body was blown apart followed, in the glaring gaze of two Demon Gods, the space of tens of thousands of kiloters was segnted, shrinking into a hundred-kiloter-sized micro world held in Tarrod’s hand.