The Third Trial Universe.
At this stage, a large number of sea creatures have already crawled onto the land.
The ocean has turned into a lush forest.
The king of this fateful land is nad Chang Qintian.
He sits in this vibrant place, intercepting passing civilizations ascending dinsions, leaving behind a formidable reputation.
At this mont.
Chang Qintian is fighting with his own arm!
Boom boom boom!
Countless lightning bolts travel through the sky, emitting waves of destructive energy.
Slap slap slap!
One slap after another lands on his face!
Chang Qintian’s palm has no special traits or abilities; it’s purely nurical power multiplied a hundredfold when equipped.
If one encounters Chang Qintian in his pri, this hundredfold arm would still not suffice.
Yet, he was overly confident before, spent a great price to open the portal to the lower levels, and his strength diminished partly.
And yet again, he was careless, and Chaos burned both of his hands, causing his strength to diminish further.
Unexpectedly, the fight was evenly matched for a while.
This battle was as if the sun and moon lost their light.
The old man observing from afar was utterly shocked seeing this scene: "That presence from the lower world is so arrogant, he just ca up and slapped him a few tis?"
What kind of thunderous thod is this?
So cool!
How could there be such a satisfying thing?
His eyes were shining with excitent, and he instantly found it thrilling, "You have your day too?"
He looked at the seriously injured Chang Qintian, eager to have a go.
"I thought I was going to save him, it turned out the other party gave us this great opportunity to ambush this fate!"
If they could take the chance to slay him...
His heart burned with excitent, looking at those guards protecting Chang Qintian, he cursed inwardly:
"This group of traitors! They succumbed to fate, what exactly should succumb to nature, worship the heavens..."
"If they fight desperately, I cannot break their defense alone."
He quietly retreated a few steps, preparing to gather people, calling his companions to attack in groups.
A day later.
Various figures arrived as promised, leaders of different civilizations in this universe.
"Really a newly ascended little guy severely injured this monster!?"
"From the lower world? Are you crazy?"
"No matter why he got hurt, we must seize this opportunity to act!"
"Hahaha, what a great opportunity, what a great opportunity!"
"Today, we must slaughter the way of heaven!"
"And what is that giant fireball? Such terrifying aura, extinction, like an apocalypse..."
"This sun might just be the weapon they gave us!"
"Hell of a weapon, why don’t you touch it?"
"Fool, don’t you know how to use soft power? Blow it along, no need to touch..."
"Blow? Blowing is also a kind of wind, this sun is absorbing every energy including the wind, even if we are careful, its size will expand! The world is about to be destroyed!"
"Who cares, let’s first use it to kill the enemy."
An earth-shattering battle erupted in an instant.
In a flash, the sky collapsed.
The sun was pushed!
This battle ended in mutual destruction, Chang Qintian, who originally held the advantage, retreated with his guard team in defeat.
"Fate fled!"
Thus, astonishing news spread rapidly throughout this Forest Universe.
A terrifying civilization has erged from the lower world, wounding the most powerful Chang Qintian of this universe across the borders.
Speaking insubordinately, making Chang Qintian slap his own face in harsh repentance!
A month later.
In a certain corner.
Chang Qintian looked disheveled, his complexion sallow, appearing extrely enervated.
"Arm, you betrayed ..." Chang Qintian looked at the palm he had beaten useless again, showing extre hatred.
"Haha, having stood in this Third Trial Universe for countless eons, unexpectedly suffered such a hidden disadvantage in soone else’s hands, losing face."
"Even lost the territory!"
The territory is a small matter and can be reclaid sooner or later.
But slapping his own face, embarrassingly in front of others, seeing others laugh at him.
Thinking of the opponent’s cold, arrogant gaze, he kept slapping his own face in front of him, a wave of naless fire kept rising.
"That guy, his eyes..." the more Chang Qintian thought, the angrier he got.
Below, Chang Qintian’s subordinates were also very angry.
They were already loyal ministers conforming to destiny and bearing the decree, each showing anger and righteous indignation.
"However, this palm unexpectedly has dozens of conceptual treasures."
Chang Qintian’s eyes flickered with a gleam, "It’s amplified by percentage, if worn by , I fear I would have a hundredfold combat power."
He is already very strong now.
What if, based on this, he gains a hundredfold foundational combat power?
Almost dreamlike, unbelievable!
But reality is illogical, beyond common sense.
This seemingly impossible, outrageous thing indeed exists!
That mysterious civilization, where exactly did it co from?
Chang Qintian’s heart was ablaze,
"This seems impossible."
"But if this power is disseminated to every strong one, everyone gets augnted, which ans no augntation for anyone."
Just like a primitive Telekinesis Master suddenly acquiring a super cha, having the combat power of hundreds of tis the flesh body.
This seems absurd.
But it also signifies an upcoming era where everyone wears cha.
"The other party is definitely a breakout node for a new era!"
"Once I put on these treasures, my combat power will be several hundred tis greater. Once I’ve healed, those bastards who took advantage of will learn how terrifying it is to offend !"
"And Harris... the kin from the Second Ocean Universe."
"I didn’t succeed in retrieving him, nor did I get any information... but that mysterious civilization surely has more good stuff!"
As he thought about it more, his heart burned with excitent, feeling that a great opportunity awaited him.
With a thought.
Snap!
The arm that was opposing him was instantly killed by him.
A multitude of illusory equipnt floated in mid-air: a luxurious golden goblet, a thorn-covered erald crown, a sapphire-inlaid scepter...
"Thanks to that presence called God, for these gifts to ."
A trace of cruelty flashed in the corner of his eye,
"Once I have hundreds of tis the power, I’ll open that parallel gate again, wipe away my sha, and seize all their terrifying treasures!"
"Treasures, only the strong are worthy of possessing them!"
He donned each piece of equipnt, ready to feel the imnse power erupt from within.
"Hahahaha!"
He couldn’t help but laugh wildly.
"Ah!"
The next mont, Chang Qintian suddenly let out a miserable scream.
Countless subordinates, expecting their revered leader to grow stronger, suddenly widened their eyes, looking at their king with horror.
They saw that as Chang Qintian wore various pieces of equipnt together, mysterious energies erupted: flas, fierce winds, flowing water... all kinds of colorful energies gathered into a cluster, blending together in a marvelous proportion.
Whoosh!
A raging fla surged up.
Chang Qintian’s body was shrouded in a golden fla.
It burned inch by inch into his shell, causing such pain that he rolled on the ground, screaming madly.
"Hot, hot, hot!!!"
"This is the sun..."
When Chang Qintian, on the brink of death, used a shell-shedding technique to escape the miniature chaotic sun, he had already reached his physical limit.
No matter how strong his life energy was, repeated injuries had taken their toll.
Huff, huff, huff!
Charred and unkempt, he sat on the ground, gasping for air, looking with changed expression at the second floating tiny chaotic sun in the distance.
"His Majesty used two hands to strike him, and he sent back two suns..." After a long ti, a subordinate finally spoke awkwardly.
The scene was silent!
Everyone was as quiet as cicadas in winter, not daring to make a sound.
Hundreds of pieces of equipnt triggered a thod, converging into a chaos fla, a thod truly unprecedented.
Not to ntion the third trial, even in the upper powerful Cosmos, at the forefront of the Twelve Trials, where strong are gathered, one could not have such abilities?
At this ti, looking at the equipnt reduced to ashes, soone finally sought an audience with His Majesty, speaking softly:
"Your Majesty, should we still open that lower world’s parallel gate and trouble them?"
The scene fell silent again.
You offend him, he directly speaks!
You extend two hands, he sends back two suns...
"Let’s not go to the Ocean Universe below for now..."
"Reclaiming our own country cos first."
The leader, the third-day boss, Chang Qintian also sank into silence, gasping heavily, unwilling to ntion this topic further.
...
On the other side.
God looked at the barely alive Harris, softly speaking: "Your backing seems to have slapped themselves, realizing their mistake."
Harris gazed at God with a face full of resentnt and pain, "I curse you... You have no idea how powerful the heavenly forces above are... My kin at the forefront are beyond your imagination."
He was truly obstinate, seemingly left with only stubbornness.
After those words, he finally succumbed to his wounds and died.
The once world-level boss of the Second Trial Universe, Harris, perished without a burial!
Died in utmost frustration.
His full power was hardly even displayed.
If he hadn’t recklessly gone deep into enemy lines alone, taking down this powerful being would have required a price at least ten tis greater.
But in the end, victory is simply about success.
There are not so many justifications needed?
Losing ans losing.
His defeat had long been foreshadowed.
He had gradually developed a careless nature, content with the status quo and blindly arrogant, as he faced one ascending weak civilization after another. Who else would die if not him?
But.
This wasn’t essentially caused by his arrogance leading to demise.
Because he was indeed invincible, hence the arrogance.
Until he encountered a completely unreasonable, incomprehensible God civilization that walked in here...
Liu Jun secretly reminded himself,
"I must not be like him, having a vanguard army available and yet charging into the enemy’s stronghold alone."
Even if Liu Jun was imnsely strong and faced seemingly weak enemies, he would still let his army strike first.
Who knew if they might encounter a civilization as improbable as themselves?
The fear is of the enemy playing possum.
Returning to consciousness, God glanced at the deceased Harris, "Do you think death is the end?"
With that, he retrieved the stolen Divine Object from the corpse, tore open the Death World with one hand, and stepped inside.
In an instant, the entire shattered battlefield filled with soldiers suddenly felt a crying, sorrowful sensation, unable to resist feeling like they wanted to mourn.
God is dead?
Is this a fallen deity?
It was their first ti witnessing God personally entering the Death World, naturally curious about such a miraculous sight.
...
In the barren and desolate Death World.
God walked step by step, seeing Harris in the Death World, who would completely die in 100 seconds,
"Speak, tell everything you know!"
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