Martial Arts Point Allocation: Perfection in One Second
Chapter 564

The Ten Corpse Emperors Emerge from Their Coffins, Primordial Power Appears

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Deep within the Ancient God Ruins, a black altar.

Ling Yun curled up in agony in the center of the altar, her lower abdomen swelling slightly at an abnormal rate. That mysterious gray aura was raging wildly within her body, transforming her immortal form.

"Bang... bang... bang..."

Inside her womb, the demonic fetus, known as "Lord," emitted a strong and powerful heartbeat.

The sound seemed to possess some kind of magic; as the sound waves spread, the ancient gods Variants prostrate on the ground all let out a frenzied and awe-inspiring low growl.

Within the newly formed, chaotic, and faint consciousness of the demonic fetus, a trace of anger lingered.

[That gatekeeper "toy," though merely a defective product, should have been invincible in this low-dimensional Immortal Realm.]

[They were wiped out?]

Who is it? Is it some surviving "Emperor-level" ant from the Immortal Realm?

No one, no matter who, can disturb my birth!

A chilling and violent intent instantly pierced through the gray mist surrounding the altar, radiating outwards to every corner of the Ancient God Ruins!

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

With the arrival of this thought.

Deep within the ruins, those ancient tombs, buried by time and eroded by curses, suddenly exploded!

One by one, stone coffins covered with seals and the marks of time were forcibly opened by an invisible force!

"Hmm..."

"Kill..."

One after another, terrifying figures clad in tattered imperial armor, with bloodshot eyes and surrounded by dense death energy and gray pollution, slowly sat up from their coffins!

They were all victims of the great calamity of ancient times, ultimately corrupted and assimilated by the primordial power of the "Black Egg"... Immortal Emperor Corpse Puppets!

There are a full ten of them!

Although they have lost their understanding of the Great Dao in their previous lives, their invincible physical bodies forged from ninth-order immortal gold, and the gray pollution power that fills their bodies, make them even more terrifying than they were in life!

"Go... tear... the intruders... apart..."

Driven by the demonic will, the ten Immortal Emperor corpse puppets transformed into ten black lightning bolts, carrying an aura of annihilation, and fiercely attacked towards the direction of the Dongfang Yueming!

at the same time.

Beyond the endless Xukong, countless dimensions away from this immortal Immortal Realm.

Here lies a vast, boundless sea of stars, vibrant with color, yet rife with endless chaos and storms.

There are no planets or continents in the conventional sense here, only huge floating fragments and terrifying creatures that roam freely in the turbulent currents.

This is... [the Primordial Sea]!

"Boom--!"

A massive black shadow, like a spaceship cutting through the waves, rampaged through the Primordial Sea.

The Xukong beasts along the way, whose size rivals that of stars, let out terrified howls and fled desperately to both sides upon sensing the aura emanating from the dark figure, not daring to even glance at it.

The dark figure turned out to be a strange creature with three heads and its body covered in dark golden scales!

It wasn't wandering aimlessly; it had a clear destination.

"Almost there... almost there..."

The largest head in the middle of the creature spoke an ancient and obscure language.

"The royal bloodline of the ' Nether God Clan ' is finally about to be born in that remote, desolate Lower Realm realm!"

"If I can find it and bring it back to the clan... I will have performed an unparalleled feat! Perhaps, the ancestor will be pleased and bestow upon me a drop of ' Primordial True Blood '!"

Upon hearing the words "Hun Yuan," an extreme fervor and awe flashed in the eyes of this powerful creature.

In the Primordial Sea, the division of realms is simple yet brutal.

All beings unable to condense [Primordial Power] within their bodies are collectively called "Mortal Spirit". Even if you are a high and mighty Immortal Emperor in the Lower Realm, here you are nothing more than a slightly stronger Mortal Spirit.

Only when even a trace of [Primordial Power] is born within the body can one be considered to have truly stepped into the threshold of becoming a strong person, and is thus called the -- [Primordial Realm]!

The Primordial Power, surpassing immortal power and the laws of the Great Dao, is the most fundamental power that constitutes this endless sea of stars!

Moreover, the bloodline of the Primordial Realm expert possesses an extremely terrifying capacity for inheritance.

As long as a race has ever produced a Primordial Realm expert, his descendants, and even the entire race, will naturally possess a Primordial Power, even if they themselves have not reached the Primordial Realm!

This innate bloodline suppression allows them to easily crush races that lack Primordial Chaos experts.

In the Primordial Sea, only races that have produced Primordial Realm expert are qualified to be called "superior races"!

The race to which these three creatures belong is a superior race.

Therefore, it can run rampant in this area without fear of reprisal.

However, this protection of bloodline is not eternal.

If a Primordial Realm expert from a superior race dies, and no new Primordial Realm is born among their descendants, then over time, the Primordial Power in their bloodline will gradually thin out until it disappears completely.

At that time, they will fall from their lofty "superior race" to their pedestal and become a lowly race that can be bullied by everyone.

"Just like that once arrogant... ' Origin Human Race '."

The three-headed creature's right head emitted a contemptuous sneer.

"How formidable was that Primordial Ancestor of the human race back then? He slaughtered so many divine races that they couldn't even raise their heads."

"What a pity! After his mysterious disappearance, the human race has never produced another Primordial Realm. The current Origin Human Race... aren't even worthy of being our slaves!"

Forget about that junk!

The middle head snorted coldly and increased its speed.

"Finding the royal bloodline descendant is the most important thing! That lower-level Immortal Realm probably doesn't even have the power to withstand the birth of the royal bloodline. We can't let it perish prematurely!"

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