Martial World's
1829 - The Fall of Empyrean
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The boundless Emperor God Wall had stood upright for countless hundreds of millions of years.
The pressure that toppled the Emperor God Wall was as oppressive as a cage. No one dared to approach too close. As for people with poor cultivation, their spiritual sea would instantly be shattered into pieces if they got too close.
Suddenly, in front of the God Emperor Wall, a dazzling light shone.
From the crowd of people, several hundred robed youths raised their tokens together.
Their tokens began to erupt with a noble brilliance.
Each ray of light shone on the Emperor God Wall and was intercepted by a rune.
These runes turned into empty numbers.
As more and more rays of light shone from the token, all sorts of numbers formed in space, eventually becoming numerical values.
"93,420 merit points!"
In front of the many disciples, the sect elder with a snow-white beard shivered in excitement as he read this number.
This was the total number of achievement points earned by everyone in their sect.
"Great!" A Ruler from a small sect wearing an embroidered robe smiled brightly. This result far exceeded his expectations.
It was considered a good result to have a hundred disciples emerge from the Akashic Dream Battlefield, but this time, there were several hundred people who left. This is an event worth celebrating.
This merit point would give their sect a lot of advantages.
Sects and various influences gathered in front of the Emperor God Wall, using their tokens to exchange achievement points.
Those from the same sect could combine their tokens together so that their achievement points would be the total achievement points of the sect.
Some small sects were overjoyed. They discovered that the number of survivors of this round of the Akashic Dream Battle was much higher than before.
Some of these smaller sects had even managed to obtain tens of thousands of merit points; this was simply too lucky. This achievement point also showed that their sect was quite strong. The sect leaders all grinned from ear to ear, bursting with joy.
In front of the Emperor God Wall, all kinds of sounds appeared.
Proud children of heaven from many influences appeared together, meeting those who were waiting for them.
But there were also some very grim influences, their expressions dark and grim.
These influences found that their people did not actually appear.
"The entire spirit race together only has 890,000 merit points?" In front of the Emperor God Wall, the merit points of the spirit race's influence were displayed for everyone to see.
This soon led to harsh interruptions and intense discussions.
"How is it possible? The spirit race was a clan so large that it was hard to believe that their total merit points were less than 3 million. But this time they actually had less than a million. ”
"Hey, have you all noticed that the Purple Chestnut King has yet to appear? Did he die inside? ”Some influences were very surprised when they saw this.
"Ash …"
The Elder spirit race was furious, his voice rising like a billowing thunder cloud, causing the air in front of the Emperor Divine Wall to ripple violently.
“Who killed the Purple Chestnut King of my people? Who killed the five races of the king of my spirit world? ”
"Hmm? Why didn't the shaman show up? "
“Where did Elder Duanmu go? Was he killed inside? "
From the great influence camps, roars of anger began to sound.
In front of the Wall of Emperor God, embarrassing scenes began to occur. There were some great influences who could not even earn millions of merit points.
Compared to the smaller harvest of influences, the contrast was too sharp.
Many people were surprised to find that from the great influences who were unable to reach millions of points, their shaman or Great World King had perished.
The truth was that due to their age, these Great World Kings could not provide many merit points to the sect to begin with. However, they could play the role of big deterrents; they were considered the protective talismans of these sects.
With the Great World King accompanying these groups, the situation would be very different. But if these Great World Kings were to die, the sect team might be devoured by the others with nothing left.
Immediately, the relative difference in achievement points increased by several times.
"…What did you say? The Purple Chestnut King and the five Great World Kings were all killed by a human named Lin Muk? ”
From the spirit race camp, an old man like a lion roared loudly, furiously shouting at the spirit race youth.
The young man trembled as he responded. Death God Lin Muk brought too much pressure to him.
"The genius I taught was ... all killed by Lin Muk? Who is this Lin Muk? "
Many sects listened, shocked. They did not know who Lin Muk was.
“How arrogant! Carefully investigate that person's status for me, I'll make sure he regrets being born! ”The leader of the Great World King influence sect bellowed furiously, his eyes flashing with a cold killing intent.
And at this moment, some influences above the level of a Great World King had their own suspicions.
"Why hasn't the old ancestor appeared yet?"
The Yellow River Palace was slowly floating in the sky.
These people were from Yellow Springs Palace, a sect created by Empyrean Myriad Ghost.
"Could it be that the old ancestor was still involved in a massive killing inside?"
“Should not. The reason the old ancestor came here was because of his ancestral rival. He should not be interested in this junior, and in any case the Akashic Dream Battlefield will be closed soon. The old ancestor should have gone out by now. ”
"Maybe the old mess is bothering the old ancestor. "A disciple of Yellow Springs Palace guessed.
Scattered opinions were heard as more and more Yellow Springs Palace disciples argued. Slowly, they began to suspect something had happened, and vaguely felt the approach of a bad premonition.
“Did Empyrean Myriad Ghost vanish? Was he killed by the Chaos Demon God? ”
Great influences could not help but wonder as they watched this all happen.
“Empyrean Myriad Ghost was the dominating and rampant type of person. If he won then he should have already stepped out. Now that the Akashic Dream Battlefield was immediately closed and he still had not appeared, it might mean that he was killed by the Chaos Demon God. "Someone suggested boldly.
When many people heard this, they felt this was the most plausible explanation.
When the people from Yellow Springs Palace heard this discussion, they became angry and even more worried.
"There's something wrong, even the Chaos Demon God has yet to appear!"
Someone discovered that across from them, Chaos Divine Palace was also floating up and down, the people inside keeping their aura under control. Chaos filled the air around them as they quietly waited for their Empyrean to appear.
Facing the sharp gazes of the people of Yellow Springs Palace, the people from Chaos Divine Palace stared back, their eyes equally ferocious and filled with thick slaughter energy.
As the huge purple gate was about to close, a vast aura of chaos as deep as the sea enveloped everyone present.
"It's an old ancestor, an old ancestor has come out!" In the Chaos Divine Palace camp, someone started cheering loudly.
They saw a green-robed old man appear, his entire body filled with chaos energy.
This old man's disciple emitted a terrifying chaotic light that shot out in all directions.
When he appeared, everyone was shocked.
"Ha huh! My old ancestor Chaos Divine Palace has appeared! "
“Truly worthy of being our ancestor, he even killed that old thief from Yellow Springs Palace! My Chaos Divine Palace is truly above all else! ”
"That's right, how could Yellow Springs Palace possibly hope to compete with my Chaos Divine Palace?"
Everyone watched as Chaos Divine Palace began to celebrate. As for the people from Yellow Springs Palace, their faces turned purple like frozen eggplants. They were all agitated; it was clear that their previous guesses seemed increasingly correct.
Many disciples from Chaos Divine Palace moved forward to welcome the Chaos Demon God. But when they approached, they were all sent flying with a thick air wave summoned by the Chaos Demon God.
"Old ancestor!"
A student panicked. However, the Chaos Demon God did not seem to hear this at all, not even bothering to glance towards these disciples. Without going to Chaos Divine Palace, his face darkened, becoming extremely terrifying. His figure flashed and he flew into the distance with incredible speed.
The people from Chaos Divine Palace looked helpless as the Chaos Demon God flew far away. They were all left in silence.
"Where did the old ancestor go?"
"Old ancestors seem to be in a bad mood …"
"What are we doing now?"
"Hurry up and chase him!" The people from the Chaos Heavenly Palace were terrified. The higher level disciples began to quickly activate the palace and break through the void, chasing after the Chaos Demon God.
The bewildered crowd of outer court disciples were left floating in the air, all of them dumbfounded. They had absolutely no idea what had just happened.
"What's wrong with Chaos Demon God's old grandfather? If he really won the battle then he shouldn't be silent. Could he be defeated? If so, then what about our old ancestors? ”
The people from Yellow Springs Palace saw the Chaos Demon God flying away without a word. Each of them looked at his disappeared back, their minds growing more and more confused.
"What ....what are you saying !?"
As the many disciples from Yellow Springs Palace were stunned, a loud surprised voice suddenly resounded.
The shout came from the Great World King Holy Land. And, the one who shouted loudly was this Sacred Land shaman, who had just said he would make Lin Muk regret being born in this world.
"You ... say that again?" The old Great World King had an expression of disbelief crossing his face.
"Yes .. yes .. what this disciple said was that Empyrean Myriad Ghost started the battle not long after entering the Akashic Dream Battlefield, but ..he was killed by Lin Muk. Lin Muk was also severely injured, and at that moment the Chaos Demon God had arrived. But, the Chaos Demon God did not dare to attack Lin Ming. After that, the Chaos Demon God disappeared for the rest of three years and only appeared today … "
Due to the shaman's cries of the Holy Land, many people turned towards him. When they heard what this disciple said, they all fell silent.
Empyrean Myriad Ghost, an Empyrean level powerhouse, had been killed by Lin Ming. How is this possible !?
As for the Chaos Demon God, according to what that disciple said, he must have been afraid of Lin Ming, so he had been hiding all along and had only appeared today.
An Empyrean was feared by humans to the point where he did not dare to appear in the remaining three-year timeline. How did this happen?
The remaining disciples of Chaos Divine Palace all glared at this disciple, but they had no way of refuting this. Their ancestors leaving in anger without saying a word was the best proof of what had happened.
As for the shaman who was threatening Lin Ming, he was at a loss for words.
He knew that his disciple would not be rash to talk about such important matters. Moreover, the many survivors who came out of the Akashic Dream Battlefield all nodded with terrified expressions, justifying what happened!
The shaman remained silent as the people from Yellow Springs Palace came rushing down from the sky. This time, the only person who entered the Akashic Dream Battle of their Yellow Springs Palace was Empyrean Myriad Ghost. Yellow Springs Palace had no other disciples entering, so they had no idea what the situation was.
"What is his cultivation !?"
The people from Yellow Springs Palace asked.
"I'm not sure. ”Murid Great World King influence shook his head. "It shouldn't be too high, and its skeletal age isn't too old either. He's human too. Other than Empyrean Myriad Ghost, about 90% of the Great World Kings who died in the Akashic Dream Battle were probably because of him … "