C2772 Dimensional Strike 2
C2772 Dimensional Strike 2
These two types of Power had already transformed into weapons according to the rules. Under the mutual grinding, they began to dissipate.
Everyone looked at the terrifying scene that was happening in the sky. It was as if their brains were not enough.
Time slowly flowed, but because even the Law of Time had been controlled and weapon transformed, no one knew how long they had been standing there in a daze.
Under such immense might, it was difficult to even sense the loss of their lifespan.
Finally, at a certain moment, time began to flow once more. The Power of the Dimensional Decimating Strike and the power of the gods all canceled each other out.
In the sky, a terrifying voice sounded. "Yang Ling, you are the reincarnation of Celestial Sovereign. However, when Celestial Sovereign was in the Yuan Immortal realm, he wasn't as scary as you."
Yang Ling's voice was also calm. "You are one of the clones of the Divine Mother left behind by the divine race in Heavenly State, right?"
"I already know where you are hiding. Just wait and see. When the time comes, the old and new grudges will be resolved."
"Is that so?"
The Divine Mother sighed slightly and said, "You are very strong, but with your mere cultivation of the Origin Immortal Realm, even if you have the means to deal a dimensional blow, what kind of obstacles can you have against us?"
"The power of the Gods just now was merely a one billionth of the Power of my true self."
"You might really have the possibility of ending everything, but it's still not the time yet."
"Boom!"
With a loud explosion, the terrifying power of god blasted a huge hole in the sky. This was the Heavenly Court's spatial wall, yet it was blasted through at such a distance.
"Hu!"
A gigantic white vortex appeared as a terrifying suction force began to erupt. The remaining Ancient Desolate race members were all absorbed by the white vortex.
The Heavenly State's Celestials had retreated, and the Ancient Desolate race was retreating!
Yang Ling's eyes looked at the terrifying white vortex in the sky, but he did not make a move.
He had the energy to destroy the entire white vortex, but he wanted to probe its depths.
Sure enough, at a certain moment, an extremely dazzling immortal light shot out from the central main hall, destroying the white vortex on the spot!
The large number of Ancient Desolate race members that had been sucked into it fell out once again. The calm voice of the Divine Mother sounded.
"Heavenly Court."
"The war has only just begun. This time, your destruction will be inevitable. It will be complete."
With a flash of light, the pure Divine Mother clone disappeared. She was the only one who left the Heavenly Court's world, and all the Ancient Desolate race members had become existences that could be slaughtered at will.
In the central palace, a steady voice of a middle-aged man sounded. "Lord Celestial Sovereign, lord Samsara Immortal Supremacy, lord Fa Du Immortal Supremacy, lord Ziwei Immortal Supremacy, we are here to welcome the return of the reincarnations of the Immortal Supremacies."
"It's just that within the main palace... There is a restriction that only the Lords are able to activate, and we are unable to come out to welcome you. Please forgive us."
"Ancestors, please enter the main hall and open the new era of the Heavenly Court."
His voice was gentle, but there was a hint of something unusual about it.
Others might not be able to sense anything, but Yang Ling could clearly sense a hint of unwillingness in the voice.
No one would want to give up their power so easily.
The corners of his mouth curled into a faint smile. He still needed to go to the central palace, but before that, he needed to capture all the remaining billions of Ancient Desolate race members in one fell swoop.
These Ancient Desolate race members could provide some knowledge of the Divine Era, and they could also increase Yang Ling's own Power.
Now, he had a clear understanding of one thing. The Divine Civilization was the civilization of the first era when the universe was born.
Gods were born together with the Heavenly Dao, and they were the number one creatures in the universe.
They were existences that ruled over the myriad worlds from the start of time.
There were many Sovereigns. Some controlled the laws of the world, some controlled the beauty of the world, and so on. All of them were extremely powerful.
The accumulation of this knowledge allowed Yang Ling to deal with the Celestials in the Heavenly State even better.
With a thought, the Book of Eras flipped open once more. The Power of the Dragon Eras rumbled out, forming a gigantic dragon head in the sky.
This was not a wild dragon, but a dragon of greed.
The dragon head violently sucked in, sucking in all the Ancient Desolate race members into its huge mouth.
Of course, all the False Divine Persona had been stripped away. Even more words from the Celestials' civilization and the Ancient Desolate race's civilization appeared in the Book of Eras. A large number of points were frantically strengthening Yang Ling's body.
Yang Ling's Power was constantly soaring. Even though it required a large amount of energy to break through the final bottleneck of the Zenith Immortal realm, the Power was still constantly pulsating.
99.2 billion dragon power!
99.3 billion dragon power!
There was only a tiny bit left to 1 trillion dragon power.
At this moment, everyone woke up. They finally realized what a great scene they had just witnessed.
Apart from the reincarnation of the Immortal Venerable, the rest of them knelt on the ground almost at the same time and greeted loudly, "Greetings, Celestial Sovereign!"
"The reincarnation of the Immortal Venerable is the blessing of all living beings in the universe!"
They were sincerely kowtowing, as if they were worshipping Celestial Sovereign.
At this moment, golden light spots emerged from their bodies. These were the Power of Hope.
These were the light spots formed by their reverence towards Celestial Sovereign.
These Power of Hope would all be gathered into the Furnace of Hope, turning into points, becoming a puzzle for Yang Ling's advancement to the Immortal Venerable realm.
The kowtows of all the living beings in the Heavenly Court didn't cause a ripple in Yang Ling's heart.
He didn't care about the opinions of the people in the world. In his heart, there was only his desire for the unlimited Power, and his pursuit of the truth of the universe.
His faint voice sounded, "All of you, get up."
His voice was gentle, making people feel as if they were bathing in a spring breeze.
Yang Ling still had the same gentle attitude towards those who truly admired him.
Sometimes, he could more or less see the shadow of the youth from Earth, Yang Ling, on his body.
His body moved. Yang Ling appeared in the Square of Order and stood beside Jin Muyu.
"Ling."
Jin Muyu's eyes carried a smile and a trace of admiration. Yang Ling nodded with a smile and said, "Where are Yu Lan and the others?"
"We will split up when we have the chance."
The two of them were old friends. They chatted gently.
On the other side, eternal Immortal Venerable said in a deep voice, "Celestial Sovereign is Celestial Sovereign after all. How can he possess such terrifying strength in the Yuan Immortal realm?"
"I admit that you are the reincarnation of the number one Immortal Venerable in the universe!"