Summoning the Dark God

In the void, a huge Golden Disc was moving forward. Upon the Golden Disc, one hundred thousand Heavenly Soldiers were sitting in meditation, cultivating.

Zhang Buku kept his eyes open, gazing toward the mysterious and beautiful end of the void ahead. His thoughts drifted, replaying the great battle from before.

As the struggle between Sons of Heaven grew increasingly fierce, this branch of the Heavenly Army had already gone through no fewer than a hundred great battles, but that last one had shaken him.

Ever since joining the Heavenly Court, he had inevitably begun to look down on the Three Thousand Great Worlds, because beyond the Three Thousand Great Worlds, there were still many powerful domains.

He had never imagined that a single Great Thousand World could actually give birth to an existence even an immortal god could do nothing against.

When he thought back to God Tianzhen being forcefully suppressed by someone, and the entire Heavenly Army having no power to fight back, he felt that his road was still very long.

He could not help thinking of Sword Venerable Fudao of the Heavenly Spirit Great World. He wondered whether that Sword Venerable Fudao also possessed the ability to surpass heavenly gods.

"Still thinking about the battle earlier? Great Thousand Worlds like that are only a minority. If they hadn't run into the struggle between Sons of Heaven, they wouldn't have emerged and gotten stained with Karma."

Xu You, who sat beside Zhang Buku, spoke. As for that previous battle, he did not feel surprised.

Zhang Buku glanced at him and asked, "Even now, when the struggle between Sons of Heaven has completely erupted, you still refuse to reveal your origins?"

Xu You said with a beaming smile, "When the struggle between Sons of Heaven ends, if you're still