Chapter 1152: The True Ghost Ancestor (1/2)

The divine race had accumulated too much resentment from the great wilderness to modern day. Though Lu Yun had redressed their grievances, only time could erase their hurts. Their pain and anguish could not be resolved so simply.

No one knew what the divines had endured during all these eons. They’d protected the world and embers of civilization, but had also been scorned, cursed at, and even hunted down at the same time.

The Abyss of Divine Burial laid to rest the last of their glory and dignity with an ignoble whimper.

With the happenings in the world, their rage and suffering finally boiled over, becoming a most terrifying weapon in the hands of the chaos creatures.

Once all of this bottled up resentment and wrath flooded the world of immortals, there would be very few who could withstand them. And if they made it to Exalted Major, the divine race there would immediately change sides and come under the control of the chaos creatures.

……

Jing Huaci and the Yin Prince were stronger than the six prodigals. Their joint command of the Timelight Tower released enough power of time to erode at the mammoth accumulation of bitterness.

None of the acrimony came from a single source; it was a joint amassing from all divine spirits that’d come beforehand and had reached these horrific levels after eons of accrual.

Whoosh.

Whoosh.

Whoosh.

Whoosh.

Four pitch black hands stretched out of the abysses and blotted out the sun. They were as large as a facet, and they reached for the Timelight Tower and Mount Vastspace.

The moment they did so, the energy of the worlds swelled violently in a furious offensive. These four hands belonged to chaos creatures that were at least immortal lords! They’d used a special power to somehow evade the detection of the worlds and reach into the world of immortals. Even so, the energy of the worlds found them as soon as they revealed themselves and madly ate away at the offenders.

A black mist-like energy covered the arms that temporarily blocked the energy of the worlds. The arms hit the Deaf Prince and the others like bolts of lightning, forcing mouthfuls of blood from the eight and shaking Mount Vastspace and the Timelight Tower.

“Bring that here!” roared a furious voice from an unknown patch of space. The four hands grabbed onto Mount Vastspace and the Timelight Tower at the same time and dragged the two treasures into the abyss.

Hummm.

Four evil coffins descended from the skies and slammed down on the four abysses. Ge Long appeared in bright red robes, long flowing hair, a wine gourd at his waist, and a blue sword in his hand.

“Sever!” The four coffins opened the moment he revealed himself, making space for four enormous swords to shoot out and stab into the abysses.

“What?!” The unknown voice colored with shock and the four large arms jerked as if they’d been electrocuted. They subconsciously wanted to retreat, but Ge Long’s speed was many times faster than the owner of the arms.