But it was to no avail, the Star Ancestor personally destroyed the Origin Body, burned the Origin Root, and cut off the road to the revival of the Origin Divine Tree.
Only so Origin Leaves scattered into the dust, later growing into various World Trees, untouched by wildfire and reviving with the spring breeze. The power of the Origin Divine Tree persisted, but ascending to Supre once again was as hard as climbing to the heavens.
I collected so divine tree remnants in the Dark Ancient Tower, intending to preserve the divine tree’s fire seeds, hoping that soday, along with other heroes, I would challenge the heavens again. The rest scattered across the Multidinsional Plane, mostly found by the Golden Ancient Tree.
I did not trouble the Golden Ancient Tree, as it is deeply entangled with the astral world, already has no heart to resist, perhaps has been recruited. Cooperation is impossible, killing it even more so, it would only arouse suspicion from the astral world, thereby affecting my future plans.
Better to leverage its power to continue collecting divine tree remnants, and gather those like sea relic Truth Oddities, then emulate the Star Ancestor, to harvest the fruits of victory.
Let the bullet fly a bit longer... oh wait, fly for 300,000 years.
The failure of the Origin Divine Tree sounded an alarm for all Star God remnants ever challenging the heavens, the astral realm’s strength is no longer sothing one or two ordinary Supre beings can shake. Not to ntion the nacing Abyss, Nightmare and the likes.
Just as Night City doesn’t have living legends.
Multidinsional planes cannot have living Supre beings either.
In this Dark Forest, once you step into the Supre Realm, inevitably you appear on the Star Ancestor’s radar. Rather than passively waiting to be killed by the Star Ancestor, better to plan proactively, concluding your life in an ostensibly fearless manner.
A dead Supre is a good Supre in the Star Ancestor’s view.
Also, the death must not be too fake, I ca to this universe, only then I realized that suicide is also a field of study, so the Star Dragon King and the Blood Dark Dragon King chose to play out a drama of brothers turning against each other, a grand show that lasted for tens of thousands of years.
The battle reduced mythical Dragon Clan to near extinction, even traces of legends are hard to find, and the death toll of ordinary Dragon Clan is beyond count, fought to the universe’s desolation, even the great path was extinguished.
Only this way, Multidinsional Plane and the Star Realm Gods will believe the Star Dragon King truly wants Divine Enthronent, damn it, I even killed my own brother.
You tell , isn’t it real!
The Oscar-winning actor of my past life is nothing in front of these two brothers, I learned Supre Level skills from these two giant Dragons:
[Art of Performance].
Then, the Blood Dark Dragon King turned to ashes, its bloodline dissipating like dense Qi into heaven and earth, there is no more Blood Dark Dragon King in this world, only its will is everlasting.
In this regard, its thinking, like the Ancestor of Frost Giants, is sowhat similar. Their view of life is different from mine as a mortal rookie born weak.
They regard their will more importantly than anything.
The flesh may perish, the soul may be erased, but this will indeed, in the ensuing billion-year epoch, will sprout and grow in every corner of the universe, within every Dragon Clan, only waiting for a mont to awaken and ignite like a prairie fire.
I admire the two brothers!
The Star Dragon King took control of the astral world, seeking self-preservation, harmonizing with light and dust, cut itself a knife, splitting into two independent level-10 beings, thereby gaining the Star Ancestor’s trust.
Of course, I suspect that with the cunning of the Star Ancestor, it’s not entirely convinced, surely still has reservations against such latecors.
The Star Dragon King wants to leverage the Power of Star Realm to achieve Eternal Life, thus facilitating future sches and plans, like , seeking more like-minded people.
Perhaps it could be terd: fellow.
When the Star Dragon King achieved Divine Enthronent, it hid part of its dragon bones in a certain place in the Multidinsional Plane, the King of Ten Thousand Dragons heard I excel at Forging, then requested I go there.
Using its body, forge a powerful supre treasure, as a place for later Dragon Clan to survive and thrive, to continue the power of its Dragon King.
To , this is a trivial matter.
By chance, I know a friend skilled in starting fires [Fire Sovereign], I also know a friend excellent at Forging, thus I successfully replicated the residence of Dragon King from my holand myth in this universe:
Crystal Palace!
Tsk tsk tsk, if brought to my past life, suspended above the Imperial Capital, how imposing it would be, how envious it would make the wage slaves who couldn’t afford a house?
With this supre treasure, it should be sufficient to preserve the surviving forces of Dragon Clan, after steady developnt for a period, may not be impossible to give birth to new Supre Level Dragon Clan!
After the Double Dragons, the Ancestor of Frost Giants also chose Heavenly Chopping thod of suicide to end their lives, simultaneously disappearing from the sight of Star Ancestor and other Giants.
In their view, Ancestor of Frost Giants is probably a foolhardy one willing to sacrifice itself, moth to a fla, for reclaiming the holand?
I thought so too initially, but after seeing the Snow Goddess, I saw another side of this Ancestor of Giants, seeking life through death, waiting for an opportunity.
Generation after generation of relay lets them realize in the long cycle of ages, new Supre strong ones will eventually erge, as long as they cling to life, they can draw more Supre into the Heavenly Chopping camp, thereby increasing success rate.
Subsequent Shadow World, Ultimate Creation have all proved this notion. Across the tiline of ages past, the number of Supre experts born in Multidinsional Plane is not small. .
They were just too scattered, not at the sa ti node. So we should lay low, survive as long as possibly can, until power suffices.
I co from a distant unknown Otherworldly Universe, having realized financial freedom early on, beca a sailing voyage enthusiast. Encountered a fantastic "mirage" during a trip to New Zealand Sea and ca to this realm of sword-and-magic transcendent world.
This is not an unfounded dream, this genuinely happened to .
After recognizing reality, I accepted all this calmly, as a transmigrator, I must accomplish sothing worthy, to not disgrace this sacred profession.
I took the na "Sauron" from the magic ring, relying on the Wisdom Tablet’s help, step by step ascending to the Supre Realm of wizard, and leave my mark in this world, to tell later ones:
I ca, I saw, I conquered!
Oh right, my real na is Song Lun.
When you read this note, I may already be dead, but it doesn’t matter... Death is not the end, oblivion is. Just like the Double Dragons and Yugmir, in the wind-blown land of Fanorla, Sauron’s will too is everlasting.
——————End of Sauron’s Diary!]
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