The opening of the God-Demon Cetery sent shockwaves through the Great Thousand Worlds.
Mighty figures who had dominated eternity, and Heaven’s Pride with grand ambitions, all raised their heads simultaneously.
The gaze of all beings focused on the arrows.
Following the movent of the arrows, they glimpsed the past, present, and future!
In the past, during the distant era of chaos, the sky and earth were dim. Three thousand formidable gods and demons clashed, and with every movent, the sky filled with the Great Dao, shattering endless chaos.
In the present, all worlds are bustling, yet abandoned by the Great Dao; the Immortal Dao has declined, ushering in an era devoid of saints.
In the future, the world changes, with the vicissitudes of life, the Immortal Dao flourishes, the Great Dao manifests, and the fate of saints erges again, reviving the splendor of the chaotic era.
The direction in which the arrow was shot represents hope.
It leaves countless beings thrilled, expectant, and yearning!
Becoming a Saint!
The worlds have been without saints for a long ti.
The strongest are only martial artists of the Immortal Venerable level; not to ntion the Dao Saint, there isn’t even a Quasi-Saint.
The God-Demon Cetery is currently the most likely place among the heavens to harbor the opportunity to beco a saint.
Whoever gains the ’Chaos God-Demon’ Legacy may hope to break the shackles of heaven and earth, transcend Quasi-Saint, and achieve the immortal, undying Dao Saint.
Boom!
When the arrow, completely condensed from the power of the Law, pierced through the starry do of the Ninth Heaven, it suddenly exploded. The terrifying aftermath swept through, destroying ancient and modern, splashing endless chaos.
A few breaths later, a space whirlpool stood in chaos, connecting to an unknown place.
An amazing scene appeared.
When the beings of all worlds gazed at the space whirlpool, they saw the sa sight.
Standing on the Ninth Heaven, the space whirlpool stretched ten thousand miles.
Yet from afar on the Seventh Heaven, the space whirlpool was still ten thousand miles long.
As if it were right before their eyes!
Ignoring ti and space, erasing distance!
...
"Arrow’s Laws!"
"The once-in-a-million-years opportunity has opened again!"
"Who can gain the ’Chaos God-Demon’ Legacy and break the shackles?"
"What a pity! How detestable! Why was I born ten thousand years too early, missing this chance?"
"Unfair! Unjust! Why are only the top thousand powers qualified to enter the ’God-Demon Cetery’?"
The Great Thousand Worlds boiled over, countless eyes locked onto the space whirlpool, with varied expressions; aside from a few excited beings, the vast majority were filled with discontent.
But no matter the discontent, what could be done?
In the strength-supre worlds, without strength, one doesn’t even qualify to enter the ’God-Demon Cetery.’
As for rebelling?
Ridiculous!
The allocation of slots for the ’God-Demon Cetery’ was agreed upon by the top thousand forces in the worlds’ power rankings. Who could change the decision of a thousand forces?
Unless a Dao Saint arrives!
Weaker forces or powerful independent cultivators could only watch as the top thousand ranked forces competed for the ’God-Demon Cetery’!
...
All Clans Hall!
"Has it finally opened?"
"Father Emperor, rest assured, on this journey to the ’God-Demon Cetery,’ I will surely kill Qin Wudao and remove this thorn from our clan’s side!"
In the Young Emperor’s Palace, Prince Sky Wu opened his eyes, shooting out beams of golden light that pierced the void, turning into a sea of flas, incinerating all.
Above his head, Chaos Qi pervaded, with two laws coiling.
One is the Law of Fire.
It’s an interdiate law.
From his ergence to now, in just over thirty years, he comprehended an interdiate law. Apart from the terrifying talent of Chaos God-Demon, this was also related to his true form as a Golden Crow.
The Three-legged Golden Crow, born from the sun, naturally close to fire-type power.
However, the other law was neither the Law of Zhi Yang, nor the Law of Monsters, nor the Law of Emperors.
Instead, it was a Law of Demons.
A law that had nothing to do with his true form or identity.
Moreover, this Law of Demons was still an advanced law, its demonic aura overwhelming, completely suppressing the Law of Fire.
"An advanced law, who among the younger generation can compete with it?"
Prince Sky Wu muttered to himself, revealing a brilliant smile.
In his golden eyes, a black lotus appeared inadvertently, exuding an essential magic power that could destroy the world.
He is a Three-legged Golden Crow, a prince of the monster race.
Logically, it’s impossible to cultivate the demon law that only demons or demonic cultivators can cultivate.
There’s definitely sothing amiss here.
But Prince Sky Wu didn’t care and even enjoyed it.
Faintly, he regards the Law of Demons as the primary law for cultivation.
...
Ninth Heaven!
In the southern monster province, there is a suspended Immortal City.
This Immortal City is enormous, towering ten thousand miles high, stretching to infinity, appearing as a world of its own, emanating an ancient and desolate aura.
On the massive city gate, a plaque hangs.
A peerless swordsmanship master, harnessing the power of laws, wielded the sword as a pen, inscribing the characters ’Holy City.’
Every stroke reveals unparalleled Sword Intent, stirring the winds and clouds of the world.
"God-Demon Cetery, this Saint Heir has arrived!"
"Heaven’s Pride of all races and the human race, accept the Saint Heir’s challenge!"
From the city cavern, a thousand-strong team marched out.
Leading them was a youth in golden robes, with golden hair cascading to his shoulders, hands behind his back, a gaze like a deity, carrying a formidable aura, his cultivation reaching the peak of Luo Tianxian.
Behind him, nine hundred and ninety-nine young n and won lined up, ard with celestial weapons, donned in celestial armor, heads held high, looking down on others as if despising the entire world.
Their cultivation indeed qualified them to look down on all heroes, as they all surpassed the Golden Immortal Realm.
They are the Holy Race Genius, a group exuding confidence to the core.
anwhile.
In the southern monster province ground, among so towering mountains, many simple stone palaces have been built, resembling an ordinary village.
The village seems common.
But the beings living there are not.
At the village gate.
Nine hundred young Heaven’s Pride gathered.
Unlike the Holy Race, shining with celestial brilliance, they wore simple cloth garnts, their only valuable treasure being the mystical rods in their hands, crafted by masters, all seventh-grade celestial weapons or higher.
"Go forth!"
"Show the might of the War Clan!"
An elderly man with white hair, bulging muscles, and a tail kindly spoke.
"War!"
The nine hundred youths roared, battle intent soaring skyward, covering the heavens and the earth, transforming into a furnace that seed to lt the world.
...
Charm Race!
Ranked one thousand among the heavens.
Located in the Grand Illusionary World of the Seventh Heaven, adept in illusions.
"Submit?"
"Or die?"
In the ancestral land of the race, the palace crumbled, blood flowed, tens of thousands of Charm Race mbers lay on the ground, continuously wailing, barely breathing.
It was evident that a great battle had just taken place here.
In mid-air, a figure in a black robe, surrounded by demonic aura, with an aura of nobility stood coldly and spoke.
Behind him stood a hundred guards, clad in black armor with black masks, belonging to the sa organization, of formidable cultivation, the weakest reaching the Luo Tianxian Realm, with ten Immortal King experts and one Immortal Emperor expert.
Over a hundred terrifying auras pressed onto the ground, causing the Charm Race clan leader’s face to turn ashen with fear and shock.
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