I Thought You'd Kill a Few of Them?

What is the purpose of the Golden Being?

The Nine Venerables Ancestor didn't understand.

It should be understood that both the Ancestor-level Origin and the Tower of Eternity are rare treasures among all the heavens.

This thing was a rare item even in Primordial Era times.

It's strange that they've appeared here; something just doesn't seem right. No wonder the Ancestor of the Primordial Divine Saint Clan was cautious.

After all, that Golden Being had a history of such behavior, and not just once, leaving behind large and deep pits.

However, a problem arises.

The Ancestor-level Origin are real, and so is the Tower of Eternity.

The Dao Patterns dissipated, the Golden Being vanished, and everything seemed so natural, without any problems whatsoever.

"Let's do it. No matter what, even if He was scheming, it's all in vain now," said one of the Ancestor.

His voice carried a hint of solemnity.

He was also worried that the Golden Being was plotting something else, but the Ancestor-level Origin and the Tower of Eternity before him were real.

don't want?

Is this possible?

They came here for a Innate Divine Light, but now that the Tower of Eternity has appeared, once obtained, they will have an endless supply of Innate Divine Light.

The difference is far more than just a little bit.

"Make your move," another Ancestor said, his eyes radiating boundless Innate Dao.

Constantly intertwining, Overlap, and evolving.

The Nine Venerables Ancestor moved, the Great Dao resonated, and all the Great Dao of the heavens converged, forcefully entering the battlefield between Emperors.

The next moment.

Five of the Nine Venerables Ancestor were destroyed, and the remaining four also retreated from the battlefield in a sorry state.

The Ancestor of the Primordial Divine Saint Clan was completely dumbfounded.

These bastards, they're really despicable; they're still on guard against us at a time like this.

Emperors stood tall above the Godfall Sea.

He glared at the Ancestor of the Primordial Divine Saint Clan with hostility.

That Golden Being is no good. Are you, the Primordial Divine Saint Clan, some kind of good thing?

Don't even mention the second brother, they're all pretty much the same kind of bastards.

You guys are the best!

The Golden Being is out, does that mean your Primordial Divine Saint Clan isn't out either?

What are you thinking about?

The Nine Venerables Ancestor looked at the Emperors who had appeared with grim expressions. There were a total of eighteen Emperors Emperors, many of whom Concealment their forms.

There were countless Emperors in the Primordial Era times, but these dormant old monsters were the ones who caused the most headaches and made us most wary.

Boom!!!!

The Great Dao roared!

Endless Space-Time Shatter.

Twenty-six figures strolled along the endless Great Dao, amidst the endless intertwining and chaos of time. These twenty-six majestic figures, spanning the heavens, arrived across Space-Time.

The Ancestor had been stationed in the Primordial Divine Clan Ancestral Land has made his move.

They couldn't sit still any longer. The Tower of Eternity —whether it was a conspiracy or not—they had to come and see for themselves.

To be precise, it was an open conspiracy.

However, the allure of the Tower of Eternity was too great, so great that even the Primordial Divine Saint Clan Primordial Divine Saint Clan could not ignore it, despite their profound foundation.

But it's not worth using something like this to bait a nest.

Regardless, the risks and rewards are not proportional.

The twenty-six Ancestor simultaneously left the Ancestral Land of the Primordial Divine Saint Clan in order to swiftly resolve the crisis.

Thirty-Five Ancestors sit high in the sky, overlooking eternity.

Endless Space-Time stood still.

The eighteen Emperors, their eyes filled with boundless killing intent, were already used to the idea of the many bullying the few.

After all, that's how it was in Primordial Era times.

"You may all depart," one of the Ancestor said, his tone calm as he stated the facts.

With Thirty-Five Ancestors attacking simultaneously, no one in the Heavens and Myriad Worlds of this era could withstand their might.

Unless the Saint Ancestor of yesteryear is resurrected, that would be more likely.

Such power is enough to sweep across the heavens and eternity.

However, now that the Ancestor of the Primordial Divine Saint Clan has made a move, it is clear that he is determined to take down the Tower of Eternity.

The eighteen Emperors looked at the Thirty-Five Ancestors simultaneously, their eyes filled with extremely unpleasant expressions.

They hadn't expected it.

These Ancestor truly left their Ancestral Land. Weren't they afraid that their Ancestral Land might suffer some great calamity?

They are not without rivals.

The archenemy has always been there; that race still exists. Throughout countless ages, that race has been constantly battling them, never giving up.

Having fought through countless ages, are they not afraid of their Ancestral Land suffering as they depart now?

"You have no chance. We will all attack at the same time. If you don't leave, our Ancestral Land will simply have a few more Forbidden Zone added to it." An Ancestor said indifferently to the eighteen Emperors.

Although these Emperors were somewhat unwilling.

But the opponent is Thirty-Five Ancestors, and moreover, they are not of one mind. How can they possibly attack all of these Ancestor at the same time?

It's not that simple.

I'm afraid I'll get ripped off then.

They are of the same kind, sharing both prosperity and adversity, so naturally they work together. But they are not.

This is also why they struggle to achieve significant influence—they lack unity!

The eighteen Emperors looked at the Thirty-Five Ancestors with hostility in their eyes, but in the end they remained silent.

Leaving is fine.

But we still need to divide things up, right?

Or should we just leave like this?

What do you think I'm doing here? Begging?

"We can bestow upon you a Innate Divine Light," said one of the Ancestor beings.

They also knew that if they really angered these Emperors, they might Undying to kill them, but they could certainly annoy them.

At worst, we can all just destroy each other and stop playing. You have Ancestral Land and clansmen, but they might not.

What's there to be afraid of if you're barefoot?

The eighteen Emperors exchanged glances, knowing in their hearts that this was already the bottom line; no matter how much more they asked, the Ancestor would not object.

But getting the divine light is enough.

The Thirty-Five Ancestors also breathed a sigh of relief. They didn't want to do that if a real war broke out, otherwise...

It's hard to say. Let's put aside whether we can kill them or not. What if they go crazy and cause trouble in our Ancestral Land? That would be a disaster.

Just as these Emperors were preparing to leave.

"Ugh, this is so boring, you guys have actually given up." A voice rang out, carrying a flippant and nonchalant tone.

Between heaven and earth, golden patterns converged, endless patterns intertwined, and layer upon layer of patterns emerged.

The golden Dao Patterns that had been erased reappeared between heaven and earth.

As time flowed by endlessly, the Golden Being reappeared in the world.

All the Ancestor, Emperors looked at the golden being, their eyes filled with shock and solemnity.

This golden being emerged from the Tower of Eternity.

In other words, He has always been there.

"I thought you guys would kill a few? And that's it! What are you chickening out for? Go after them! You weren't afraid in Primordial Era times, why are you afraid now? You're truly spineless, no wonder you can't rise to power." The Golden Being's little mouth chattered incessantly, as if coated with honey.

The faces of the eighteen Emperors darkened.