"Are you two really sure?"
"No problem."
"Then please follow , we need to hurry, lest my partner has already started the divine ascension, and by then it will be too late to regret!"
The Star River Giant Demon integrated into the Mistress’s body, and behind her, it opened countless tentacles, tearing open a long-distance teleportation portal.
Levi and Rowling stepped into it and vanished.
...
Land of Darkness.
A deserted dium-sized world.
The imnse array’s veins vaguely surfaced, stretching across the lands.
Two giant beasts floated in the void, gazing at the busy figures below.
"Holy Dragon, are you really deciding to go to the astral world?" .
The starlight-like dreamlike Heavenly Horse looked sowhat reluctant.
The Light Holy Ancient Dragon was a golden dragon, its body exuding divine radiance.
"Old friend, I don’t want to die... I think that even if I go to the astral world, I can still watch over you from above, observing the evolution of civilizations, the transformations of sea and field. But once dead, all will be void."
The weary voice was feeble.
"You have a point, but the reputation of the Brilliant Prison Dragon God is terrible, I’m afraid it might hinder you... Alas, why doesn’t the King of Ten Thousand Dragons want you? It’s much stronger than the Brilliant Prison Dragon God, even ranked in the top ten of the astral world’s gods.
If it doesn’t work, try seeking out the [Lord of the Stars], I encountered that god while exploring the astral world, and it seed pretty good."
The Holy Dragon just shook its head, "Forget it, the Lord of the Stars always stands with the King of Ten Thousand Dragons, they won’t want either."
"Alas, your mythical Dragon Clan body, becoming a god later might be less powerful than now... what a pity." The Star Horse lanted.
The Holy Dragon had a Level 10 Middle Stage Cultivation, whereas it was only at the Level 10 Early Stage.
Towards this ancient dragon, it showed extraordinary respect.
"I plan to use the Dragon Soul to beco a god, which makes weaker but allows the Dragon Body to remain in the Nelarayan Civilization, letting soone craft it into a supre treasure, or give it to the Legendary Emperor."
While the two beasts conversed.
Below, the Emperor of Ten Thousand Beasts was silently busy.
His eyes were bloodshot, and his mind was in turmoil.
To the civilization, the Holy Dragon was akin to a True God.
Now that it was to be sent away, it was naturally hard to part with.
Suddenly, the array began to emit a dazzling glow.
A grand, sturdy dragon illusion entwined in black flas appeared, touching the heavens and earth. Beside it, hell’s Seventy-Two Pillars, including the Murder Angel, followed—the Brilliant Prison Dragon God. Upon joining, it imdiately beca the primary General under the Lord of Chaos, its strength infinitely close to that of a powerful deity.
It looked at the Emperor of Ten Thousand Beasts and the Holy Dragon with authoritative eyes:
"Not bad, not bad, you’ve chosen the right path. In this chaotic world, only eternal life is the true path!
Worship , and I will grant you the na of a god!
Sing my praise, and I will grant you the body of a god!
Exalt , and I will grant you the blood of a god!
Submit to , and I will grant you the fire of a god!"
A series of majestic and grand voices echoed in all directions.
The Emperor of Ten Thousand Beasts and the Star Horse felt imnse pressure, though they were both Level 10, the forr at the Interdiate Stage, the difference in strength between them and this being was vast. The Holy Dragon was aged and near death, and even the Legendary Emperor’s strength was waning.
The Holy Dragon found itself in an internal conflict.
Its majestic dragon body pondered in thought, uncertain whether it regretted its decision.
The aura of death lood, urging it to choose.
"What are you hesitating for? Follow , and you will be among the top five gods under the Lord of Chaos, my right hand. Your status in the astral world will skyrocket beyond the wildest dreams of the Weak Gods of the Star Wilderness."
The Brilliant Prison Dragon God’s voice was extrely tempting.
The Holy Dragon suppressed all thoughts.
It had only one notion in mind: a good death is not as good as living ignobly.
The Emperor of Ten Thousand Beasts had already unlocked the Holy Dragon’s contract, retreating with a pale face to blend with the Star Horse, preventing the Dragon God from causing a scene.
The Holy Dragon moved to the center of the array, closed its eyes, bowed its noble head, and lowered its wings to the ground, slowly coiling its dragon tail.
The Brilliant Prison Dragon God was sowhat excited, "Quickly, don’t dawdle, the ritual has a ti limit. Worship , and I will grant you the na of a god;
sing my praise..."
Before it could finish speaking, a stream of light shot forth.
A cold, angry voice ca through:
"Sing your praiseworthy mother!"
The majestic Dragon God Projection was struck forcefully, sent flying millions of miles away, tumbling through the deep space beyond the crystal wall.
A black-armored swordsman stood wielding a sword, panting heavily.
He glanced at the large hole in the sky, then looked back at the baffled pair of beasts.
"Made it just in ti;
don’t ascend to godhood."
His eyes were sharp as he looked at the Holy Dragon and the Legendary Emperor, almost issuing a command.
The Legendary Emperor frowned at the void and the erging Mistress Olisa, asking:
"What’s going on?"
Olisa replied, "Husband, you cannot ascend to godhood."
"Why?" the Legendary Emperor questioned.
Olisa said nothing, only looking toward Levi.
The ancient Golden Dragon Eyes radiated endless authority;
the terrifying Dragon’s Might swept over Levi like a towering tsunami.
The deep voice of the Holy Dragon echoed.
"Human, tell ! Why are you disrupting my divine enthronent ceremony?"
A towering giant tree’s shadow descended from the sky, Rowling in a white robe emitted legendary might, with a Demiplane projection behind her, silently warding off the Dragon’s Might.
"Lady, step aside, let talk with it."
Levi sheathed his longsword and gently pulled Rowling behind him.
He stood alone beneath the golden giant dragon.
He wasn’t even the size of the dragon’s toenail, small like a speck of dust.
But he showed no fear, lifting his gaze to et the Golden Dragon Eyes.
Boom!
The Six Holy Heavens descended!
Crimson Emperor, Black Emperor, Golden Emperor, White Emperor, Green Emperor, Nightmare Emperor!
Behind Levi erged the illusions of six supre giant dragons, coiling around the Sky Do, their dragon wings forming a barrier over this world.
The terrifying Dragon’s Might of the Six Paths twisted together, like a sharp sword breaking through the Holy Dragon’s Might, causing its expression to change and its ancient dragon body to tremble slightly.
This was instinctive fear, a suppression at a higher level.
This mythical Dragon Clan creature, who in this world could be of a higher realm than it?
Without question, it was the Dragon King!
A bloodline above myths, supre!
The person before it possessed such bloodlines, all six of them!
Its mind was montarily frozen.
Could there be a life form with such bug-level existence?
Was it nearing death, so hallucinations appeared?
Fake, it must be fake!
The Emperor of Ten Thousand Beasts and Mistress Olisa were equally shaken beyond words.
As Beast Masters, they understood the aning of the six dragon illusions behind Levi.
In the days when the Ta Ancestor lived, his dream was to beco a supre Dragon King Beast Master, a Super God Beast Master!
The person before them had realized this dream in another form.
With six supre bloodlines, riding the Six Dragons to conquer the heavens!
"Why? Human!"
The giant dragon cald down, its tone softening sowhat.
Levi said calmly:
"You cannot ascend to godhood, especially as a subordinate god of the Brilliant Prison Dragon God, because I will kill you, whether now or in the future!"
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