Martial World's

Martial World's
Ch 1395 - Fear of the Saint Race





"The saints want to negotiate with us?"


As this news spread, many Empyreans were stunned.


One hundred Empyreans stood atop a 100,000 foot tall announcement platform. The terrifying pressure from their combined aura caused even the celestial bodies in the sky to tremble.


They initially held on to the determination to engage in war without fear of death, but due to the sudden proposal of negotiations from the saint race, all of these thoughts were disappointing.


If possible, humanity does not want to start a deadly war.


But ... why do the saints want to start negotiations?


If they planned to fight until the annihilation of the human race then there would be no need for negotiations; they would only start their all-out slaughter. If there are negotiations, then there will likely be peace talks.


What do the saints fear?


From the very beginning, the saint race did not start an all-out war. Instead, they sent World King level powers, Holy Gods, and Holy Gods. The supreme captain of the troops they had sent out so far only had half a step of Empyrean cultivation.


So far Empyreans were only used to protect the Good Fortune Saint Son and were still around the clock. As for the True Divinity powerhouse, they had yet to be seen at all. It is clear from this that the saints do not want to start an all-out battle with humanity once they arrive.


Therefore, Empyreans wanted to know why the saints were unwilling to start an all-out war. If they knew this point and could figure out the bottom line of the saint race then they would be able to obtain the greatest benefit during the negotiations.


The deadline for negotiations is one month.


For this period of time, saints and men fell into a strange and brief period of peace.


In the Bright Lustre Great World, the armies of the saint race no longer spread outward. Humanity also retreated back to their safe territory, not experiencing conflict with the saints.


Hundreds of plus Empyreans still gathered at Mount Potala, staying up all day to discuss precautions. However, they were unable to find anything conclusive.


If there must be a reason for all this, then humanity knows nothing of the saints.


"Huh! The holy race is just trying to play tricks! In fact, they don't seem to be much stronger than our human race, and even though they have a True Divinity powerhouse, they do, that True Divinity powerhouse had surpassed its essence energy in a war 100,000 years ago. Now, they were probably only at the level of an ordinary Empyrean. As for the others of the saint race, if they were compared to us, then if the two of us were to engage in an actual life-or-death dueling war, it was unknown which side would eventually perish, or which side will be able to gain any advantage ! Stealing our resources is important, but if they want to steal our resources at the cost of their lives, then even those holy saints have to think about it! ”


The one who spoke was a large and powerful bald person wearing a gleaming red robe. His title was the Fire God and he was also an Empyrean powerhouse.


If one dared to call themselves the Fire God, then that meant the achievement of this person in the Fire Laws standing at the peak of the heavenly Realm!


The temperament of this fellow was the same as the Laws he had planted, fierce and hard, like fire. He stood in the camp of offensive Empyreans, and disagreed with the other Empyreans who decided not to do anything. He advocated directly engaging in mass slaughter and fighting to the end with the saints.


The Fire God Speculation was what many Empyreans of the heavenly Realm thought; so far it seemed to be the most plausible explanation.


Perhaps ... The saint race was not as terrifying as they had imagined.


If saints and men fought, they might not lose!


However, within three days, all these suspicions were refuted.


After three days, the entire Great World of Bright Luster surged with heavenly light, with energy tyrannically radiating out!


The tears on the Lamenting God Wall began to expand. At first, these tears were only at Bright Mystery Realm Bright, but soon expanded to cover the entire sky!


Looking at the starry sky of the Bright Lustre Great World from afar, one could see a terrifying, wild and chaotic surging current. The entire sky was swallowed up by a huge black hole. This black hole slowly rotated, seemingly leading to another world.


At the other end of this wormhole was the world of the saint race!


From within this swirling black hole, terrifying life forms roared. This roar did not require a medium to spread through the starry sky, passing through the trillions of celestial bodies outside! Moreover, even if one was very far away, these sounds still caused one's heart to tremble!


After one day, a huge claw stretched out from that swirling black hole, tearing apart the endless sky like a piece of ragged cloth! From the darkness, a huge ghost appeared. Their figures were ferocious and ferocious and they held heavy swords or carried spears. Each of them gave off a terrifying pressure, making it difficult to breathe!


On the fifth day, a loud roar peaked, as if a thousand God Beasts were roaring together. Their roars were mixed with the sound of crashing metal shackles, terrifying and titanic. The sounds spread throughout the Bright Lustre Great World's central mainland, causing the void to collapse.


When the Empyrean humans heard this voice, they were all silent. Even the rampaging Fire God did not say a word.


Other Empyrean meetings were soon held. The atmosphere of this meeting was fear and fear.


That terrifying aura, that frightening sound, it was absolutely not something that could be sent randomly. In these days, there really were at least a hundred Empyrean level existences who had entered the Great World of Bright Lustre. As for that final sound, it was possible that it was sent from a True Divinity life form!


It was not necessarily the supreme saint race, but there was a chance it could be a True God Beast level.


True Divinity …


Before the great calamity arrived, when the saint race was spoken of, although it was already recognized that the saints possessed the powerhouse of True Divinity, this was a matter of great distance even for Empyreans.


But now, when they sensed the reality from the pressure of a True God, they all felt an extremely deep fear.


The Fire God and many other Empyreans had strange complexions, all of them unable to speak.


The heavenly dream breathed. “The power of the holy race cannot be doubted. They are above humanity. They have more universes under their control, and in terms of resources or large numbers, humans cannot compare to them. Before this, I also wanted to find the reason why the saint race was afraid of engaging in an all-out war with humanity. Seven days ago, I had the corpse of the saint race that the World King had sent from the frontlines. I searched his soul using the heavenly Dream Law in hopes that I could tell from the memories of the corpse what the saint race feared, but in the end I failed to find anything. Now, you all use your own methods to try it out! ”


In the battle on the Great World battlefield of Bright Lustre, even the saint race had the power of a World King perish.


However, when Empyrean Divine Dream used a soul searching technique to probe the sacred World King spiritual sea, she discovered that all the memories relating to the internal workings of the saint race were sealed, absolutely impossible to read.


The person who sealed these memories was extremely powerful, and compared to the Heavenly Dream, they had a much more familiar understanding of the spiritual characteristics of the sea and the soul of the saint race. As for the heavenly Dream, she was familiar with the human soul.


Empyrean Divine Dream waved her hand and a corpse flew out from her spatial ring. This was the World King's holy race.


Ever since the war between humans and saints erupted, Empyrean's heavenly Dream had not taken a single moment of rest. For an Empyrean, taking a few years without a break would not affect them at all, but it would still put psychological pressure on them. Even Empyrean Divine Dream would feel somewhat mentally exhausted from all the work he had done.


"Heavenly dream, if even you are unable to search for memories, then maybe we won't be much better .." Near Empyrean Divine Dream, a gray-clothed old man spoke. In terms of soul, this old man was also very skilled.


Even though he said that, he still walked over to the corpse of the saint World King to give it a try.


Although the situation was impossible, he still had to give it a try. Perhaps he really might be able to uncover the seal on his memories.


Facing the World King corpse saint race, the gray-clothed old man raised his hand and instantly formed hundreds of seals. Seven black skulls flew into the corpse of the World King, galloping around his body.


Although the situation was impossible, he still had to give it a try. Perhaps he really might be able to uncover the seal on his memories.


After a long time, the gray-clothed old man suddenly shook and he stepped back from the corpse of the World King. He shook his head repeatedly, saying, “No. Even I can't find anything. All I can confirm is that there is a sealed memory inside him and it is not erased. ”


If memories were erased, they would definitely cause damage to the soul. To the saint race, even a World King powerhouse was considered a worthy figure, so their memories would naturally not be erased easily.


When the gray-clothed old man failed, many others tried their own unique soul-searching techniques, using their complete understanding of souls in their efforts. Even so, they were much inferior to the heavenly Dream and the gray-clothed old man.


Some people hope there will be a very small chance that they will succeed. But without a doubt, they were all completely defeated in their efforts.


Eventually, this meeting ended without success.


The deadline given by the saint race for negotiations was getting closer. There were even some who suspected that these negotiations were merely facades made by the saint race, a trap to capture all Empyrean humans in one attempt.


There are also some people who believe that the holy race used the negotiation deadline as an excuse to delay the time to slowly gather their troops. After the months had passed, they would not negotiate and instead launch an all-out attack.


Everyone has a different opinion.


Lin Ming also lived in Mount Potala. He was silent while listening to all these discussions.


He had heard that Empyrean Divine Dream brought back the corpse of a World King from the frontlines and wanted to search their souls using soul searching techniques. But, in the end, he failed.


“Even the heavenly Dream Empyrean was defeated. Do you think we have a chance to succeed? "


Lin Ming asked Mo Eversnow.


"We can try .. whether it is the spiritual sea of saints or humans, in front of the Magic Cube, the heavenly soul instrument that surpasses the supreme Law of the universe, all souls are the same. It is very important for negotiations to know why the saints are too afraid to go into all-out war. ”