"What is that?"
In the star ecological circle of this starry sea, countless jellyfish looked up.
With a rumble, a massive golden sun seed to sink into the sea, boiling instantly, igniting the water and searing the entire galaxy.
"So hot."
"So scalding."
"Help."
Almost instantaneously, everyone felt death looming overhead.
The whole world beca unbearably scorching, and the feeling of the world’s annihilation and void returned.
"Who dares to attack our Immortal Court!"
Accompanied by a stern shout, the leader of the mortals on the ground of the Eastern Immortal Court, Ying Yun, stepped out.
His eyes pierced through layers of void, watching the sun in the sky plumt, the blazing heat threatening to set their entire base ablaze.
"Such audacity, what kind of demon dares to use chaos to burn the various realms of the Immortal Court!"
"Immortal Venerable of the Five Elents and Five Regions, Yin Yang Dao Ancestor, Condensed Essence Patriarch..."
"Heaven and Earth Borrowing Law!"
Ying Yun recited a vast number of deities, it was Bal, this Divine Spirit’s dozen or so avatars of various attributes in the Eastern pantheon.
"Please, God of Chaos, help ."
Countless borrowed divine powers began to stir the chaos.
With a low shout, Ying Yun frantically swung the long spear in his hand, stirring up layered storms, creating exquisite air streams that pushed the plumting chaotic sun away from the earth.
"Oh? A fake one can actually push it back?"
"Even for , to conquer this thing requires quite an effort."
Harris gazed into the distance, seeing the projections of invited gods within the chaotic sun.
Vaguely seeing the source of divine power, amidst heavenly palaces, a god sat cross-legged, surrounded by threads and strands of gold, wood, water, fire, earth, and other divine powers materializing into chaotic aura,
"So much power, and it all cos from the sa... god?"
After just a few seconds of observation, he realized all these divine powers originated from the God of Magic Bal, "So he’s the culprit who descended the chaotic sun?"
He saw the chaotic sun forcibly pushed back.
Before Ying Yun could breathe a sigh of relief, he saw the returned chaotic sun softly caught by an anglerfish, hanging swiftly once more on the lantern at the forefront of an anglerfish’s head.
"Throw the sun back again!"
The anglerfish, like tossing a frisbee, spun the lantern atop its head, and the chaotic sun plumted down once more.
"Big trouble!"
At this mont, the person in charge of the Western world, Munis, also stepped out, seeing this scene, "Everyone, take the ti track and evacuate the entire civilization urgently!"
"As long as we hide, using concealnt to cover the surroundings, in the vast expansive ocean, I believe they won’t find us!"
His orders were swiftly given.
The enemy’s surprise attack on their base, indeed retreating is the best option.
Once all the logistics teams started operating, Munis spoke to the Holy Knight Legion under his command:
"Everyone, cover the retreat of the rear, and join to et the enemy; the battle achievents we want have arrived!"
"Good, good, good!" Soone laughed heartily, waving the to in their hand, "Waited too long, over the years my bones were itching, all about frying fish, attacking countryside towns, finally a proper enemy army!"
A group was eager to give it a try.
Munis smiled, contemplating the current situation from the worst angle: "If any normal fellow hears of our strange God civilization here, I’m afraid it’s the leaders who personally step in!"
"Can’t just send small fry one by one to their deaths, then plump us up?"
"Haha, the worst result is that the fate boss of this Universe personally arrived?"
"Straight to the point? Just what we needed!"
"Previous seniors tried and tested in the trial of the Second Universe, now we too can emulate them, and pass through our opponent once!"
...
They were full of lofty ambitions.
Over the years their cultivation speed slowed down.
Why?
Because they can’t practice in seclusion conventionally.
Serving God is cultivation.
Now... trouble has co knocking; it’s the perfect opportunity to cultivate!
Nurous Holy Knights suddenly burst forth with gold light, a line of fully ard, exquisitely equipped War Generals appeared orderly.
They each mounted an Ocean Giant Beast as a ride, soaring to the sky.
The selection of the Church’s Holy Knight Legion is indeed harsh, only those with over thirty pieces of equipnt and eting the combat power standards can enter this core unit.
"Charge!"
...
On the other side.
The Eastern Immortal Court was not to be outdone, beating drums and gongs, with generals from various divine departnts, holding lutes, zithers, umbrellas, pouring in densely.
"What on earth are they doing?"
Harris couldn’t help but mutter to himself.
He has a lot of experience dealing with such large armies.
Humans are weak against the strong, fear those who bully them.
All armies have this thing called "morale," as long as a rout begins, they’ll scatter everywhere.
So he started with the most difficult to deal with, the chaotic sun, aiming for a massive extermination... to directly break them!
What now, on the other hand?
The sun was blocked back.
Each of them with reddened eyes, filled with excitent, what’s going on?
"Humph! Did they get brainwashed? These gods are indeed bizarre, the powerhouses in these civilizations are each cunning and insidious, understanding the balance of gain and loss, but now they’ve all beco brainless god-cult zealots sent to die."
Harris was secretly surprised.
What he didn’t know was that these zealots were all performing in nature.
After all, "performance points" could also earn contribution points, acting, who wouldn’t?
Of course, there were also so genuinely passionate believers who grew up under the church’s control, brainwashed from young by the doctrine.
But the first batch of believers who converted halfway, are all akin to certain church events in previous lives where eggs are distributed but "the faith ceases when the eggs stop".
Now, they focus on playing the role of fanatic believers, but they’re quite clever in their hearts.
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"Since they dare to co, let them suffer a bit."
Harris was quite indifferent.
He knew the nature of Chaos was extrely troubleso, and these armies would be hard-pressed to withstand it.
The battle began.
"Chaos is not easily resisted."
"Then let’s use the Divine Artifacts bestowed by the gods, which contain the Divine Power given when they descended to the Human World."
The various sects surprisingly took out their prized Divine Artifacts, containing all sorts of "forbidden spells" imbued with Divine Power from the gods.
Boom!
Concealnt, ti, wisdom...
A myriad of terrifying Divine Powers exploded instantly, besieging the lampfish creature from all sides.
This lampfish itself was extrely powerful, using gentle force, constantly flinging chaotic suns to harvest everywhere...
Yet, under the convergence of various Divine Powers, it managed to avoid the suns, continuously toying with the lampfish.
In no ti, the army, using strategy, led the lampfish into the mouth of a serpent, into the world of the death passage.
"Ah, ah, ah, what kind of world is this?"
Boom!
When the lampfish forcibly tore open a way out of the Death World, the chaotic suns it wielded as weapons had already been pushed away by the combined efforts of the armies.
In an instant.
The lampfish lost its handy sun weapon, like a tiger without teeth, beaten until its body bled, staining the entire ocean with blood.
...
World of Gods.
In a quiet chamber, a strategic sand table was placed on the table.
The gods gathered here, overlooking the front line of the battlefield.
"This fish, with extraordinary ans, has part of the Attribute Series shackles of the Five Elents, light, and darkness, allowing it to harness the ultimate Divine Object: Chaos."
"This is a genius fish."
Chaos can’t be touched, it can only be driven and controlled by airflow.
But it’s not sothing you can control just because you want to.
It requires the Five Elents, light, and darkness attributes, along with a strong and exquisite control power.
The other side being able to harness Chaos... is already very impressive.
Fortuna laughed, "Haha, this guy is being defeated soundly, this fish is not of much use."
"Not so weak."
Ying Qing, as the God of the Immortal Path, shook his head:
"The mbers of our sects, each of us has a bloodline of the Immortal Path, with Immortal Bodies constructed by the blessings of essences, qi, spirits, and emotions, making our physical qualities extrely strong, originally many tis that of ordinary strong people."
"Coupled with dozens of Magical Treasures, not only compensating for the insufficient pseudo-Eighth Tier combat power, they beco hundreds of tis stronger in the sa tier."
Moreover.
They also brought out the treasured artifacts bestowed by the gods, containing their Divine Powers...
And this fully equipped, hundredfold power in the sa tier genius army of tens of thousands, constantly maneuvering, using various initial kill Divine Power thods, to suppress the opponent...
It shows the opponent’s terribleness.
"This fish’s strength is beyond reason, it’s no longer like an Eighth Tier."
"Its strength is terrifying."
With Ying Qing’s analysis, the gods imdiately understood the astonishing value.
It’s too outrageous.
In the second trial world, is there such a powerful Eighth Tier?
In other words, if the gods themselves were to face this fish, they would probably face the fate of being killed.
Indeed...
Currently, the gods, in their period of weakness, are diligently cultivating at the Seventh Tier.
If they were to descend to the lower realm, they wouldn’t be as strong as the powerful armies of the human world.
Because there’s no fear of betrayal, these armies have been raised as elites among elites!
Ard to the teeth.
Given all sorts of good things.
Top-notch equipnt, Divine Format, Immortal Body... Equivalent to several hundred tis the power in the sa tier.
Every god present, if they personally descended to their sects and sparred with their personal guard regint, they might get beaten by their own subordinates!
Each church’s elite regint possesses the power to slay gods.
In reality, the current gods are not as strong as imagined by the mortals below, a bit hollow in various aspects.
"Why is this guy so strong?"
Everyone hesitated, slowly looked at God, seeking clarification.
God’s eyes glead with brilliance, "This lampfish creature is not a living being... but a Tao Artifact!"
Tao Artifact?
The forr Green Staff Emperor, his Tao Artifact condensed from the shackles, was a green scepter.
Is the current lampfish also a Tao Artifact?
Seeing the crowd’s hesitation, God couldn’t help but laugh, "A single Tao Artifact is naturally not that strong; that person probably used his Tao Artifact to absorb the Tao Artifacts of other strong individuals."
"Like pieces of components, pieced together to form this Tao Artifact life."
"It is itself a super-divine life forged from hundreds of Tao Artifacts, likely having undergone a qualitative change..."
The crowd slightly pondered at these words.
Is this another’s Eighth Tier cultivation thod?
Combine others’ Tao Artifacts with mine?
Beside them, Fortuna suddenly laughed:
"So this is how they complete their foundation?"
"He has a hundred shackles, but it’s my own 8 shackles others’ 9 shackles 16 shackles stitched together?"
"Hahahaha!" Bal laughed, "Such trash, it’s better than us cultivating hard on our own!"
Upon hearing this, everyone thought it made sense.
They can only be stitched together freaks.
We are not stitched together freaks, we cultivate with stolen artificial talents, if it’s 30 shackles, then it’s 30 shackles.
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