As the giant cyan hand drew closer, the surrounding space was compressed smaller and smaller.
Zhao Zilong dared not be careless and unleashed his full power as the Dragon Emperor Hegemon Body.
The dragon roared, wielding its spear in the Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix Spear.
With a powerful second strike, a phoenix roared forth.
With the Dragon Emperor Hegemon Body in effect, the dragon and phoenix roared together, unleashing power many times over.
clang
The spear pierced the giant hand and shattered instantly.
A terrifying spear, piercing through everything.
The woman's chest was instantly pierced.
"Human, I will remember you."
The woman sensed something and stopped thinking about war.
They simply vanished.
"She's gone? What a strange woman."
Zhao Zilong said with a solemn expression.
He didn't know why the other party had left. His shot just now hadn't threatened the other party, who still had the strength to fight.
His sudden departure surprised him.
On the other side, Ye Changge helped souls Samsara along the way, and the sun behind him grew bigger and bigger.
They're all at least one meter wide.
Similarly, his physical body, after frantically devouring bones, finally broke through to the Quasi-Emperor.
As for the soul, it is equally powerful, having reached the Supreme.
"I never expected that coming to the Myriad Races Battlefield would bring about such rapid changes."
"In three more days, I will be able to successfully send all the vengeful ghosts, resentful spirits, and wandering souls into Samsara. At that time, my physical body and soul may both break through to the Emperor Realm."
Ye Changge thought to himself.
"Host, day 152, do you wish to check in?"
"System, check-in."
"Congratulations, host! You have successfully checked in for the 152nd day and have gained a century of pure soul cultivation, a century of Immaculate physical cultivation, and a sapling of the Ancient Tree of Life."
Upon hearing this, he was completely stunned.
"System, can I directly absorb this cultivation level?"
"Yes, with this system here, this world will be unable to detect it."
He then directly used his century-long soul cultivation.
In an instant, his original Supreme Realm soul cultivation level broke through to the Peak Quasi-Emperor.
He then used his physical cultivation.
In the blink of an eye, a terrifying force surged into his body, a tearing pain made his eyes Xue Hong, and he finally rolled on the ground.
It was excruciating; flesh and blood Annihilation and then grew back, Annihilation and then grew back, for a full day and night.
Fortunately, no one noticed him.
After waking up, Youyou quickly checked the information on the control panel.
Host: Ye Changge.
Race: Mongrel
Cultivation level: Late-Stage Great Emperor.
Soul: Peak Quasi-Emperor.
Physical body: Peak Early-Stage Great Emperor.
Cultivation Technique: Indestructible Devouring Art [A technique without levels; the more it devours, the stronger its power. It can cultivate both the physical body and soul, and even if the three realms are different, it can still break through.]
Cultivation of martial arts techniques: A Grain of Sand can cleave through the universe, Invincible Fist Seal [physical body], Nine-Leaf Flying Dagger [soul]
Weapons possessed: Primordial Sword [a sealed immortal artifact], Two-Handled Three-Dragon Furnace, Bamboo Flute, Brick [all Emperor-level].
Formation: Emperor Level
Alchemy: Emperor Level
Talisman: Emperor-level
Weaponry Dao: Emperor Level
The all-around hybrid is the most awesome and perfect hybrid.
I witnessed something that almost killed me.
"All-powerful hybrid, the most awesome and perfect hybrid, System, what the hell do you want?"
"Did I eat or drink anything from your house? Why are you bullying me like this?"
"Dog host, are you itching for a beating, or do you not want your dick anymore?"
As he was speaking, he suddenly felt a chill somewhere.
They fell silent instantly.
"Hehe, system, it's not that serious. I admit it, I admit it."
That's more like it.
Since it was a conversation between one person and one system, naturally no one else could hear it.
Otherwise, you'll be killed by the police.
Host, it's day 153. Would you like to check in?
"Check-in"
"Congratulations, host. On day 153, you have successfully checked in and received the reward: a fart."
Pfft
Upon hearing this, Ye Changge coughed up a mouthful of blood.
This system is a total rip-off.
"Host, this could kill an Great Emperor with a fart! Are you sure you don't want it?"
"Yes, I want it, isn't that enough?"
Upon hearing this, a ball of energy appeared in his hand.
It emanated a muddy color, and the energy within it made his face solemn; it was terrifying.
It possesses at least the power of Late-Stage Great Emperor.
Without overthinking it, let's delve deeper.
Soon, he passed through layers of illusions and arrived at a starry sky.
What lies before us is endless slaughter and great battle.
Thousands upon thousands of races besieged the Human Race, and despite the emergence of numerous powerful individuals, the Human Race suffered repeated defeats.
Ultimately, they were wiped out.
Seeing this, Ye Changge exuded killing intent.
Then, a white-haired phantom appeared.
"After so many years, someone has finally arrived at the Myriad Races Battlefield."
" Late-Stage Great Emperor cultivation, Mortal Body, this, this..."
The phantom figure was completely dumbfounded by what it saw.
They thought it was an existence defying the heavens, but it turned out to be just Mortal Body.
What a waste of emotion.
"Senior, what exactly is going on with this Myriad Races Battlefield? Do you know the reasons behind it?"
Ye Changge voiced what was on his mind.
"Fine, Mortal Body Mortal Body it is. Anyway, I've reached the end, so telling you won't hurt."
Do you know why our continent is divided into five regions?
"Based on my guess, it's possible that a great war occurred in the past, which shattered this continent."
"You guessed right. Well then, today I'll tell you some secrets. The era I lived in was called the Golden Age of the Three Kings. About 80,000 years ago, my Human Race's Great Emperor Fantian, also known as the King Fan, ruled the Northwestern Region, suppressing Myriad Races. The Great Emperor Dongfang ruled the Northeastern Region, known as the Eastern King, and the Great Emperor Manqian ruled the Southeast and Southwest Regions, known as the King Man. The continent enjoyed a brief period of peace, known as the Golden Age of the Three Kings. During that time, 108 Great Emperor were born. But this golden age didn't last long. In a tremor, the white mist in the core area of Four Regions began to spread to the Four Regions, and all sorts of monsters emerged from it, attacking martial artists. Less than three months after the white mist appeared, Human Race was plunged into despair. At this last moment, the three kings reached an agreement to go into the white mist together to solve the most fundamental problem."
"The Three Kings were gone forever. What exactly happened, no one knows, and no one dares to investigate. Thus, the golden age of the Three Kings came to an end. Later, without an absolute strongman to suppress them, the Four Regions erupted into chaos among Myriad Races once again, plunging Human Race into misery once more. I perished in that conflict, and I have no idea what became of Human Race and the Four Regions afterward."
Listening to the other person's story.
Ye Changge was stunned.
Everything that reaches its peak must decline; everything that goes to extremes will reverse. This is the nature of human existence.
"Senior, now that the Spiritual Qi of the Four Regions is recovering, the Great Emperor who were once sealed away are also making their appearance one after another. Only we, the younger generation, have no chance of becoming Emperors yet. Why is that?"
"Is Spiritual Qi reviving? That will usher in a great trend, which is a good thing. As for the younger generation, those who cannot attain the Dao may be because the thrones of emperors are occupied by sealed Great Emperor, leaving no vacancy. After all, the continent can only support a few Great Emperor. If more are born, the continent will not be able to bear it."
Upon hearing Ye Changge's expression changed slightly.
No wonder the younger generation hasn't become emperors yet; now I understand.
"Senior, what are the Myriad Races you speak of? Where did they come from, and where are they going? Why are they attacking our Human Race?"
" Myriad Races emerge from the white mist. My guess is that their appearance is to reap the lives of the strong, again and again. As for their motives, I have no idea, because every time they appear, the Human Race strong vanish one by one."
Hearing this, Ye Changge's forehead was covered in sweat.
So, does this mean that even Great Emperor like himself is a target for the other side? Thinking of this, sweat poured down his forehead.