BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!!!
A gigantic crack seed to appear across all heavens and myriads of realms, splitting open rapidly like a deep valley. The imnse tides of the heavens surged, countless waters sweeping across the outer realms creating tsunamis, while dense energy storms appeared in corridors of thick fog.
The entire central battlefield of the cosmos was marked with fissures and caves, riddled with scars, exuding a sense of ruinous destruction.
"What is that??"
"It's the battle between the Light Ancient God and the Star Lord!"
As the heavens shattered and the ten thousand realms collapsed, countless Star Monarchs took action, with no one able to escape the great calamity. The apocalyptic power left everyone feeling terrified.
What is called the calamity of the world's collapse? This is called the world's collapse, the Twilight of the Gods.
All the Ancient Gods fighting in distant places on various battlegrounds went blank upon seeing the apocalyptic war scene.
Everyone understood that the true outco wasn't just decided on the lower level, but also at the higher level.
The strategy of capturing the leader first was extraordinarily applicable here.
As long as the Light Ancient God or Thunderbolt Ancient God's authority collapsed, and the information network centered around them broke down, then their side would be inevitably defeated.
"Is the era of the First-Layer Gods coming to an end?" Elis suddenly spoke, watching the battle that could be considered the fiercest in cosmic history from afar in the void.
"Yes indeed." The Emperor's face showed a trace of longing and a fierce fighting spirit, "Our era will soon arrive, that ti will be our maturity period, rather than the current infancy, unable to fight, unable to move anything."
"Heh." Elis smiled, "Really fast."
The Emperor rely shook his head, feeling it wasn't fast at all.
It seed the Upper Realm took three thousand years to transition from the Second-Layer God era to the First-Layer God era.
But in reality, for the myriad beings, it had already taken billions of years of prolonged epochs, with long changes of eras. It's just that they perceived ti swiftly due to their elevated status in the Supre Realm.
And even this speed occurred with several accelerations by the Light Ancient God.
"Without the Light, this cosmos might not have reached this level in three thousand years, but perhaps in ten thousand," the Emperor thought secretly.
In their view, the Light Ancient God was basically dood to lose.
Before the origin Ancient Tree Celestial Phenona could be established, individual strength was currently the strongest combat power.
And the strongest individual strength was no higher than the First-Layer God.
No matter how powerful the Light Ancient God, a Second-Layer God, was destined to be crushed.
"He is inevitably going to lose!" Elis and others thought silently, feeling a slight sentint of the twilight of a hero, understanding that it was only natural for such a heroic figure to yearn for longevity in old age, seeking the Longevity Technique.
BOOM!
The distance erupted once more.
The Star Lord had already broken through the Sixth Layer Ancient God, with combat power beginning to crush the Light Ancient God, gaining a significant advantage with layer upon layer of counterattacks and suppressions.
"We're going to win!" This thought appeared in their minds.
BOOM!
The Light Ancient God kept retreating, transforming back from a young man into an elderly man in decline, clearly at the limits of vitality, with no more strength to counterattack.
"Is it prophecy then? Are you the Thunderbolt Ancient God?" The Light Ancient God looked at the Star Lord before him, "Or perhaps, you have opened the cosmic prologue of the First-Layer God era?"
"Light, prepare to die," the Star Lord spoke.
Light shook his head and said, "I never wished for things to be like this, but it can only be this way."
The vitality of the Light Ancient God gradually faded, with the old man's eyes losing their luster,
"You, of this era, have traversed once, made arrangents several tis, pioneered a whole new future for the cosmos, you have worked hard enough, to defeat a of only one in a billionth of power, you have worked hard enough."
"Then next, let show you the real , descending upon this world."
His eyes completely lost their light.
Infinite light suddenly dimd, countless rules and authorities suddenly quaked, as if the whole cosmos was vibrating, all the light seed to dim.
One streak of light after another disappeared, as if the cosmos lost its color, turning into a lifeless gray.
"Light is dead... Light is dead..."
Tragic, inexplicable cries echoed throughout the cosmos.
This was the demise of the strongest in the cosmos, an existence almost serving as the embodint of Light Authority that had fallen, leading to the phenonon of a Cosmic Saint falling, with heaven and earth changing colors, and all things silent, representing the fall of a power wielder.
Almost everyone felt a sense of mourning in their hearts, hearing the wind of the cosmos carrying faint, indistinct lant.
The light was disappearing faster.
The black tide, unknowable when, gradually covered the all heavens and myriads of realms.
Everyone lifted their heads, looking at this unimaginable sight in the cosmos, while the Ancient God powerhouses on the battlefield felt inexplicably terrified, the black enveloping their bodies, casting them in shadow.
"Light is dead!!"
Everyone murmured, instinctively aware that it was akin to a cosmic administrator account being suddenly deactivated.
At that mont, soone suddenly looked towards the Light Ancient God's corpse, which was abruptly covered in dark energy, with chaotic power surges rampaging within, a terrifyingly ominous, exceedingly evil aura emanating from the corpse.
The Light Ancient God's body shakily stood, controlled like a dark skeleton, leaving everyone with an unspeakable dread clamping their throats.
"That is.... a Demon Remains phenonon!" In the distance, an arriving Ancient God shouted in terror at the battlefield.
Every Ancient God would leave wreckage due to authority chaos.
The more powerful the Ancient God, the more likely their remains were to beco more fearso celestial phenona after death, with the primordial form of the Celestial Phenona Ancient Dragon being once transford by the historically famous genius Nokron.
And what would the strongest genius in the history of the cosmos—the Light Ancient God—turn into after death?
"It's darkness." Elis's voice suddenly beca unusually heavy, "The largest light in the cosmos after death becos the largest darkness in the cosmos, isn't that normal?"
"If it were a normal celestial phenonon, rely the Ninth-Layer authority transford into demon remains, it would not be fearso."
The Emperor spoke in a low tone, "Ordinarily, if the Star Lord could kill the living Light Ancient God, there would be no difficulty in dealing with the dead Dark Ancient God, for their powers are equivalent."
There seed to be no unbalanced energy conservation with posthumous increase in strength.
But the change of attributes did strike the two as peculiar.
They blindly speculated that the Light Ancient God's cultivation technique had issues.
The First Layer started with light, the Ninth Layer ended with darkness, hence the reverse of attributes in death.
"However, this is evidently the Light Ancient God's last move." Elis took a deep breath, "He's dead, what ga is he playing with his own corpse?"
But at this mont, the situation was far more severe than they imagined!
That corpse of the Light Ancient God, the Dark Ancient God shakily stood, body ragged, fiercely grasping at the sky's origin Ancient Tree:
"Great Black Heaven!" The Dark Ancient God spread his arms.
Instantly, his consciousness seed to return to the mont within the Ancient Tree.
"Quickly stop him! He is trying to beco a celestial phenonon, to return to the mother source, to transform back into the Heavenly Dao Will!" The Emperor suddenly realized sothing, his expression dramatically changing.
But it was too late.
The Ancient Tree seed to be remotely occupied by sothing by fate unknown, all light in the cosmos vanishing, gloomy war clouds covering the heavens, blood drenching the lands, with the occasional mysterious vulture flying over the heavens, an unprecedented colossal darkness in cosmic history had descended.
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