bayedsolid Chapter 484 Return
Chapter 484 Return
Su Mo tapped his opponent lightly with his index finger, the rhythm was slow and regular, and each tap seemed to be accompanied by deep thought.
His eyes were as deep as the abyss, as if he could see through the mystery completely.
Unexpectedly, in recent years, the Taixu Divine Clan and other four major virtual clans have been constantly suppressing the human race, and behind them is the shadow of the Five Daozi of Yuhua Daoting.
There is most likely some hidden story behind this.
The ancient you human race is a behemoth in the ancient you chaos, with six great masters and more than four-digit supreme overlords in charge.
Even in the tens of thousands of years of chaos surrounding the ancient chaos, it is considered a major force with considerable influence.
But for the Yuhua Daoting, which is regarded as the top overlord in the entire Mingling Chaos Circle, the ancient You human race, whose strongest Yuanxu Saint Ancestor is only the 121st Dao Lord, can be regarded as barely on the stage at most. It is no exaggeration to say that there is a world of difference between the two.
As for His Highness Wu Daozi, as one of the top five Daozi in Yuhua Daoting, not to mention the many powers he possesses, just by himself he surpasses the Six Ancestors of the human race by many times.
You know, this person was born with a mid-level Dao divine and demonic body, his talent was even stronger than he is now. It is said that he was already the master of a hundred Daos a Chaos Era ago.
Logically speaking, the things in the Sixth Patriarch's hand should not be worthy of his attention.
Unfortunately, all the memories related to the treasure in the souls of Taoist Master Taixu and others were restricted by the Great Dao, and Yang Jian did not know what the treasure was.
It's not that he can't break the restriction of the Great Dao, but his method is quite special. Once the restriction of the Great Dao is broken, the sealed memory of the soul will be erased immediately, leaving him with nothing.
"Should we find an opportunity to ask the Sixth Ancestor of the Human Race?"
But after a little hesitation, Su Mo gave up the idea. Yang Jian and the Sixth Ancestor of the Human Race only met once, and the relationship between them was far from that level.
"I don't think it's something too precious."
Otherwise, why would His Highness Wudaozi only allow the Taixu Divine Clan and other four major Xu clans to take action? It was just an ancient Youren clan, and they could easily suppress it by mobilizing a Hundred Dao Lords.
With that person's status in Yuhua Daoting, sending a Hundred Dao Master would not be a difficult task at all. There was no need to go through so much trouble.
Hundreds of millions of years have passed since the four major virtual clans began to join forces to suppress the human race. If the human race had not been suddenly angered by the Blood God Clan and other eight major god clans, and they had not all besieged the human domain, with just the four major virtual clans, even if they were given another ten or ten billion years, they would not be able to force the human race into a desperate situation.
Moreover, if there really was some powerful treasure, Saint Yuanxu and the others would have taken it out long ago and turned the tide. They wouldn't have been almost forced to perish together with others.
It is possible that His Highness Wudaozi has forgotten about such an incident.
Since receiving the order, Taoist Master Taixu and his men have only contacted Wudaozi about ten times, and all of them were with the Taoist masters under Wudaozi.
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after one day.
The Chaos Sky Boat, which had expanded to a million feet in size, was like a huge mountain suspended in the chaos.
The surrounding avenues were filled with phantoms, as if in a dream. The terrifying aura frightened some of the lords of the thirty avenues.
"Whoosh..."
With a flash of divine light, the Chaos Sky Boat began to move away from the ancient chaos.
The speed was so fast that it was more than ten times faster than when Saint Lord Qionggao and his men returned.
Wherever it passed, the chaotic energy retreated like mice seeing a cat, forming streams of air as gorgeous as rainbows.
These air currents interweave, rotate, collide and merge, like a mysterious painting born from chaos, magnificent and beautiful.
Moreover, the origin of the Chaos Sky Boat has not been lost at all.
All this was done by Yang Jian.
Su Mo could not wait to meet the thirty-nine masters of the great Dao and have them serve him like slaves.
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Ancient chaos.
"Huh... this evil star finally left."
A group of Great Dao Lords stood in the chaos, looking at the Chaos Sky Boat that quickly disappeared into the depths of chaos, and they all breathed a sigh of relief.
His face was full of relief, as if he had just been relieved from a huge pressure.
Everyone's eyes were filled with fear and exhaustion. The invisible pressure of an 85th Dao Master who was comparable to a 100th Dao Master staying outside their own Primal Chaos was like a heavy mountain, pressing them so hard that they couldn't breathe.
Even if that person did not show any hostility towards them, the pressure from a strong man made them always in a state of high tension. They were deeply afraid that person would come to their clan at any time and follow in the footsteps of the Taixu Divine Clan.
During these three days, no Great Dao Master dared to leave their Ancient Nether Chaos at will, not even the Ancient Nether Chaos Dao Master, who was known as the strongest person in Ancient Nether Chaos.
Without the suppression of the will of the Great Dao, even the Taoist Master Guyou would not be sure that he could survive a single move at the hands of that person.
Not to mention the other masters of the avenues, if they were really targeted by him, even wanting to escape would be a luxury.
"But this old man Yuanxu is really not a good man."
Thinking of the territory of the Twelve Gods that had been plundered and almost reduced to ruins, the Lords of the Great Dao felt like cursing.
Everyone's face was gloomy and frightening, and their anger was evident in their words. Some gnashed their teeth, some clenched their fists, and trembled all over, wishing to grind the bones of Yuanxu Shengzu and others into ashes and let them never be reborn.
These human bastards are truly cruel and ruthless. They didn't even leave them any mineral deposits.
Without hundreds or thousands of years of cultivation, don't even think about the twelve territories of the gods, such as Taixu Realm, being able to recover. As for completely restoring them to their original state, don't even think about it without an entire Chaos Era.
If they were not afraid of provoking that person and bringing disaster to them and their clan, they would have to teach Old Man Yuanxu and the others a painful lesson and let the damned human race know the price of greed.
But soon, the resentment in his heart was replaced by greed.
The territories of the Twelve Gods suffered devastating plunder, and no resources were harvested in a short period of time, but that didn't mean they were completely useless. What's more, in addition to their own territories, the Taixu Gods also had many industries outside, and due to time constraints, humans did not plunder much of them.
If they could take down all of them, even just one or two layers, it would be enough to greatly increase their power.
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"Boom..."
Not long after, the ancient chaos began to tremble slightly, and countless mushroom clouds rose from all directions of the chaos, sweeping and spreading continuously, as if to swallow up the entire chaos.
The worlds, the heavens and the earth, were like stars exploding, blooming with their final glory, illuminating the entire ancient chaos.
Although the Taixu Clan and other twelve clans left behind a strong fortune, coupled with some of the human race's assets abroad, if it were just divided up by a few families, it would be harmonious and there wouldn't be many mistakes. But now, it's a feast for all the great Dao clans in the entire ancient chaos.
Not to mention the resources of the thirteen tribes, even if there were twice as many, there would still be too many people and too little porridge.
The figures of the Lords of the Avenue were looming in the light, and their eyes were full of greed and madness.
Some had red eyes, as if they had lost their minds; some had their mouth corners raised, revealing a ferocious smile.
For a moment, the atmosphere in the entire ancient chaos was tense to the extreme.
A war that will sweep across the entire ancient chaos is about to break out.
Of course, Su Mo had no idea what happened after that, and he had no interest in knowing.
A group of strangers, all of them from different races. Even if they all died, he would not be at all concerned. At most, it would be a pity that a group of cattle and horses were lost.
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Spring goes and autumn comes, and fifteen hundred years have passed in the blink of an eye.
Chaos Skyship, on the deck.
Saint Ancestor Yuanxu was wearing a simple green robe, and his sleeves fluttered gently in the breeze.
Standing quietly, there was an indescribable fatigue all over his body.
Looking at the chaos ahead, which was much smaller than their ancient chaos, their eyes were complicated, filled with anxiety, tension, and confusion...
"Hey! Coming to this chaos of Taimeng, I don't know whether it is a blessing or a curse for my people?"
The voice was low and hoarse, filled with deep worry and uneasiness.
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