Chapter 1455: Chapter 1455: The Ancestors of the Heavenly Demon Imperial Clan
With the Eye of Heaven, it unleashed the green glow of the Giant Spirit, a true weapon of death—anyone it looked upon would perish.
After Pharaoh was exterminated, the other seven great patriarchs realized that if their true forms did not co, their spiritual energy manifestations would all be annihilated here. The death of these energy forms would also deal certain damage to their souls, so they knew they could not contend with Yusuf Zuck. They had no choice but to retreat hastily.
However, as they attempted to flee, Yusuf Zuck wouldn’t let them go. Just as the seven patriarchs moved to tear through the space and escape, Yusuf Zuck’s green glow began to chain kill.
The light of the Giant Spirit was the ultimate weapon for exterminating souls, causing each shadow of the patriarchs to explode like bursting beans.
They were powerless to resist. In this mont, under the glaring light of the Giant Spirit, they were instantly vaporized.
Two of them had even opened the Spaceti Door, their shadows already leaping inside—but the glow of the Giant Spirit followed them within, resulting in two horrific screams inside.
In less than half a breath, the shadows of the eight great patriarchs were all wiped out. Yusuf Zuck simultaneously crossed the tribulation and succeeded in slaughtering the energy projections of the eight patriarchs.
Though the eight patriarchs had perished, the Magic Treasures they had just unveiled shattered into shimring fragnts and self-destructed.
Yusuf Zuck realized that those Magic Treasures likely existed within their true forms. What appeared now were rely energy projections.
Additionally, he understood that the true bodies of the eight patriarchs hidden within God’s Altar were far more formidable than their shadow projections.
But it mattered not—the Giant Spirit Seed had taken root and sprouted, and Yusuf Zuck had co to realize his unmatched talent. With it rely starting to flourish, he would grow exponentially stronger in the future—suprely powerful.
The controllers no longer posed any threat to him.
“Boom~” Thunder continued to strike, but Yusuf Zuck wasn’t crossing a tribulation—he was enjoying it. He reveled in the process, growing stronger as he did so.
When the thirty-sixth thunderbolt struck down, another Yellow Blood Bead opened, reaching a total of seventy-five beads. As his entire aura trembled, he directly stepped into the realm of Dignity.
Finally, he had achieved the realm of dignity.
At the sa ti, all the divine citizens of the Heavenly Continent—even the Celestial Beasts in all four directions—looked to the heavens simultaneously.
Because… because multicolored radiance had appeared in the sky, spreading across the heavens.
This was the brilliance that appeared after surviving the cataclysmic linked tribulation, heralding that soone might once again ascend to beco a controller—and this person was undoubtedly Yusuf Zuck.
With a “whirl” of sound, Yusuf Zuck, now free of tribulations, donned a new robe that appeared in an instant and swiftly descended onto the back of the black tiger.
“Roar~” The mighty tiger bellowed in excitent and, without waiting for Yusuf Zuck’s instructions, transford into a streak of light, racing toward East Gate.
As for Tyler Nash? It seed Yusuf Zuck had outright forgotten about him, not even sparing him a glance.
“How rude, totally rude! I saved you, and you don’t even say thank you? You little bastard, stop right there!” Tyler Nash yelled, chasing after him.
When Yusuf Zuck and the black tiger arrived outside East Gate, Tyler Nash managed to catch up and blocked Yusuf Zuck’s path, snarling, “Did I save you, or did I not? Speak!” His screeching voice carried hints of rage and frustration.
Yusuf Zuck stared at him coldly, without saying a word.
Tyler Nash, intimidated by Yusuf Zuck’s icy gaze, shrank his neck and mumbled softly, “No idea if your woman has already been… but if you don’t go now, she’s probably in serious trouble.”
“But shouldn’t you show so gratitude before leaving? I saved you—you should give so goodies, right?” Truth be told, Tyler Nash was eyeing Yusuf Zuck’s Dew of Creation all along.
Yusuf Zuck, amused by Tyler Nash’s shalessness, glared at him fiercely before flicking his fingers several tis.
Tyler Nash eagerly bent his back, opening his mouth wide.
“Pop, pop, pop, pop, pop…” Twenty drops—not more, not less. Yusuf Zuck gave him twenty droplets before tearing open space and stepping away.
“Roar~” Tyler Nash’s entire body burst with energy, roaring uncontrollably before swiftly departing as well.
Yusuf Zuck didn’t head to God’s Altar—firstly because he had no idea what was inside the altar. The path wasn’t familiar, and once inside, he might not erge quickly.
Secondly, he had to find Fatty first, or Fatty would truly be endangered. Fatty’s rescue was more urgent than dealing with the eight patriarchs.
“The Royal Clan of the East Sea Celestial Beasts bears the surna Ji. The one who captured and the matron years ago was called Ji-Lo. This person is the supre elder of the East Sea Celestial Beasts Royal Clan. His cultivation level is identical to that of the eight patriarchs—both are controllers. However, his individual strength surpasses any one of the patriarchs. In single combat, none of the eight patriarchs could match him.”
“What is his true form? The Royal Clan of Celestial Beasts should still be beasts, right? So what, exactly, is their true form?” At this ti, Yusuf Zuck and the black tiger were conversing. To defeat an enemy, one must understand them—only then could Fatty be successfully rescued.
“Their true form isn’t precisely that of Celestial Beasts. They are the descendants of the Sea God.”
“The Sea God.” Yusuf Zuck froze for a mont.
“Exactly,” the black tiger nodded. “When the heavens and earth first ford and all things erged, the ocean gained divinity and soul. Eventually, it beca the boundless Sea God. Although the Sea God was a beast, it differed from the Celestial Beasts.”
“In Ancient Tis, the Sea God was also an Ancient Great God. This ti, the Celestial Beasts attacked the Mainland intending to enter God’s Altar, open so sort of channel, and bring the Ancient Great Gods back to the Heavenly Realm. From there, they planned to cross into another realm. It seems the returned Ancient Gods were sealed in a certain place, while so of them had already reached another location. Those returning also needed to enter the sa place.”
“Ji-Lo is the Sea God’s son, his only child.”
“Additionally, the Southern Celestial Beasts’ ancestor is Mother Earth. The Western Celestial Beasts’ ancestor is Vince Trujillo, the Great God of Yellow Wind. The Northern Celestial Beasts’ ancestor is the Snow Goddess.”
Ji-Lo, Ali Buck, Sabi, and Jamie Barron are all direct descendants of these four deities.
“And, I’ve heard that the Ancient Great Gods are far mightier than the controllers.”
“Regardless of their power, it has nothing to do with . But if anyone dares provoke , they’ll all perish,” Yusuf Zuck snarled ferociously.
“Yes, annihilate them all,” the black tiger growled in a low voice.
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At the sa ti, while Yusuf Zuck headed east, within God’s Altar, the eight patriarchs wore grim expressions. They had actually been defeated—defeated by a re… a re Lower Realm Ascendant nobody!
“No matter how much we strive to preserve our era, it is destined to end. This is the will of the Heavenly Dao, and we cannot defy it,” Pharaoh sighed.
“Just because of him, our era is ending?” One of the oldest patriarchs, Ji Elder, exclaid furiously.
“It’s not only because of him. It’s because the God of Fate no longer smiles upon us,” Pharaoh shook his head and said. “From the heavens’ first creation, through Ancient, Middle, and Late Eras, and now to us—era after era has passed, and no one can change destiny. This has beco a fundantal law.”
“Then what do we do now?” The seven patriarchs asked with darkened faces.
Pharaoh inhaled deeply and said, “We ultimately cannot stop the return of the Ancient Great Gods. Once they return… we will have no way out.”
“Are the Ancient Great Gods truly stronger than us? It’s said that those returning aren’t true Ancient Controllers, while we are the Controllers—the administrators of the Heavenly Dao,” several patriarchs complained, unwilling to accept the notion that they were inferior to the Ancient Great Gods.
Pharaoh shook his head and refrained from debating who was stronger. Instead, his eyes glinted as he said, “We have two paths to choose from now.”
“One is to actively open the Eighth Channel and welco the sealed Ancient Gods’ return. Then, seek reconciliation with them.”
“What’s the second path?” The seven patriarchs asked simultaneously.
“The second path…” Pharaoh inhaled deeply. “Enter the Ninth Channel—perhaps there’s still a slim chance of survival.”
“What? Enter the Ninth Channel?” All seven patriarchs reacted with fear and dread.
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