Now that the Elder Gods knew everything that needed to be said, it was very difficult for Long Chen to decide what to do and what to do.
In the eyes of the Ancestor Gods, he was just a messenger. Now that they knew the truth, the Ancestor Gods had completely forgotten about him amidst their discussions.
"The Sky Swallowing Clan is really scary. It turns out that they are the reason why we lost our memories and appeared."
"We are all Elder Gods who created this world, but we were actually devoured by them? How is this possible? Do you really believe it?"
"So what if I don't believe it? Many facts have already proven that it's all true."
"Then, what should we do? Counterattack, save ourselves, and fight against the invisible Sky Swallowing Clan."
Of the ten thousand Elder Gods, some were panicking, some were determined, some were brave, and some were terrified. Under the shadow of the apocalypse, they were dominated by their instincts, and they displayed all sorts of personalities.
This made Long Chen realize that the Ancestor God was not perfect.
When he was still a mortal, he thought that gods were perfect. They would deliver all living beings from suffering and protect them. They had no personal emotions and had great love in their hearts.
But after he became a god, he discovered that gods were just stronger mortals. It was a metamorphosis of life.
After becoming a god, he had assumed that the Patriarch Gods who had created the world were perfect, and that they would deliver all living things from suffering. They were transcendent beings.
Now, he realized that the Ancestor God was an even stronger god. He was just a god that had the ability to create worlds. In fact, he was a mortal that had the ability to create worlds.
Right now, the only thing he believed in was the Nine Great Ancestral Dragons.
Perhaps the nine great Ancestral Dragons were the true gods in his heart.
At the very least, even the Fourth Era's Progenitor God was completely under the control of his own nature.
The most intense discussion came from the discussion of the Fourth Epoch's Ancestral Gods.
"Just how many people believe the words of this descendant? If they are deceiving us and have other secrets that cannot be divulged, then we will truly lose face."
"I will explore his inner world and dig out all of his secrets."
"Enough. The truth is so obvious. His disappearance, amnesia, and strange return. Isn't it all the same as what he said? The truth is already in front of us, so there's no need to avoid it. Even now, you still doubt whether what he said is true. It only shows that you are timid."
Even then, the Chaos Ancestral God spoke up for Long Chen.
"What do you mean? I'm a coward." Another fourth era individual was furious.
"What, you want to have a fight?" It seemed like the innate warlike nature of the Primal Chaos Gods came from this Primal Chaos Ancestor God.
"Stop, stop messing around. Let's discuss what we should do." Ancestor God Creation tried to smooth things over. Otherwise, they would really start fighting.
"There's no need to discuss what we can do. The first step is to break this curse. If we can't break this curse in a short period of time, we'll lose completely. I don't care what you do, but I can't die. Staying here is a waste of time. I'll be leaving first."
The Fourth Era's Primordial Elder God broke through the dimension set up by the Primordial Elder God, then turned and left, vanishing in the blink of an eye. Many of the Elder Gods felt that there was no point in discussing this matter.
"Whoever can break this curse will be the savior of the world. Instead of arguing here, it's better to focus on breaking it."
"Let's go. It's boring."
Long Chen sadly discovered that even though they knew the truth, the Ancestor Gods weren't united. They all had their own tempers.
"I understand now. Before the first era, the 10,000 Ancestor Gods were so strong. Their combined power definitely surpassed the 10 Ancestor Dragons. But they were still annihilated by the Sky Devouring Race. That's because … they weren't united at all. They were selfish and only cared about their own benefits. That's why the Sky Devouring Race defeated them one by one."
Just like now.
In the blink of an eye, many of the Ancestor Gods left. They couldn't stay any longer. They all went to search for a way to break the curse. Of course, there might be some who went to find a place to hide, hoping that they could escape this disaster.
"Forget it. You're right. If we don't break this curse, everything is just empty talk. Goodbye."
In the end, even the Primordial Elder God left.
The Ancestor Gods quarreled and left with their own thoughts. In their eyes, Long Chen was completely ignored.
"Hmph."
The Primordial Elder God wanted to leave too.
However, he suddenly stopped and looked at Long Chen. He asked, "Just now, Lingxi said that when she recovers to our level, she will be able to break this curse, right?"
"She's confident."
"How will she recover to our level?"
"I don't know yet."
"Hmph, then there's no hope."
The Primordial Elder God still had some hope. When he heard Long Chen's answer, he lost all patience. In a short time, the Ancestor Gods all returned to their worlds, leaving only Long Chen and Ancestor God Ling Su.
"I think they're a little too much. They're not united at all. Even with disaster looming, they still have so many opinions."
Ancestor God Ling Su said angrily.
She wanted all the Ancestor Gods to listen to Long Chen. That would definitely be a terrifying team. But the Ancestor Gods weren't willing to submit to each other. Their combined power was probably less than 10%.
"Maybe that's why the Sky Devourers let them out. A leopard can't change its spots. It's hard to get them to unite … unless Little Xi can break all the curses."
But that couldn't be done in a short time.
No matter what the Ancestor Gods were like, Long Chen wouldn't forget what he had to do. He immediately returned to the fourth floor of the Tower of Time and improved with his companions.
The Dragon Attendants were also working hard for him to become an Ancestor Dragon.
He had ten thousand times the time. This was his greatest advantage. So he used it almost all the time. Such a long time could allow him to replan everything he cultivated.
"Slaughter."
He returned to the rules of slaughter.
The dim yellow shadow in the Tomb of Samsara appeared in Long Chen's mind. When the Sky-devouring Clan appeared, Long Chen's heart underwent a new transformation. At that time, danger and hatred coexisted. The desire to kill in his heart was extreme.
Long Chen kept recalling that feeling.
One year, two years …
The rules that could only be perfected after a long time must be very powerful. In a blur, Long Chen already saw the Ancient Blood Spirit Dragon approaching him …
It wanted to guide him towards a higher level of rules …
"Protection, hatred, the wish of all living beings, slaughter …"
What the Primordial Blood Spirit Dragon had instilled in him was a supreme killing intent.
Long Chen had spent hundreds of years thinking about it. After countless times of thinking, he felt that he had already touched the edge of this rule. However, it was just the tip of the iceberg.
He would also calm down and accompany his children. Meanwhile, he would watch Lingxi's progress. Lingxi was making rapid progress. Although she didn't have the Sacred Fruit of Samsara, she was advancing towards the Ancestor God Realm of the eighth era rapidly.
"We will get rid of all these illusions and build a new, stable, and peaceful world. Am I right?"
Facing a hopeless future, Lingxi always had confidence in Long Chen.
"Yes."
No matter how tragic the reality was, faith would never give in.
His conversation with Lingxi made Long Chen think deeply.
"Slaughter, faith."
The deeper he went, the more spiritual the rules seemed to be. Long Chen didn't have the power of the world's origin. It was already a miracle that he could resist an Ancestor God with the power of a deity.
More importantly, he relied on laws that were even more terrifying than the Ancestor God's.
Laws that belonged to the Ancestor God.
"Long Chen."
Just as Long Chen saw the tip of the iceberg getting bigger and bigger, someone suddenly called out to him, interrupting Long Chen's cultivation. He wasn't too familiar with the person who called out to him, but they had interacted before. It was the Ravenous Wolf Star Ancestor, who Mo Xiaolang had won the Sacred Fruit of Samsara back in the Tomb of Samsara.
"There's someone suitable."
Long Chen didn't expect him to come looking for him.
"Someone is looking for you."
"Who?"
"Next to my Ravenous Wolf Star Ocean, there's a world called the Darknight Ghost Domain. Their Ancestor Darknight is their Ancestor. He found me and knows that I'm in contact with you, so he asked me to help him call out to you."
"Ancestor Darknight."
Long Chen knew of the Darknight Ghost Domain, but he was indeed unfamiliar with this Ancestor Darknight. He was probably one of the last batch of Ancestor Gods to arrive. Long Chen thought about it.
"I think the Darknight Ghost Domain is a world of Order, right?"
Clearly, this Ancestor Darknight was an Ancestor God of the eighth epoch. He was the last Ancestor God to arrive in the myriad worlds.
"That's right. This fellow is an Ancestor God of the eighth epoch. Otherwise, I wouldn't even bother with him."
"Why is he looking for me?"
"I don't know. He said he has something important to tell you."
"So mysterious."
Although cultivation was important, this fellow said that he had something important to do. This made Long Chen a little curious, so he stopped thinking about the rules. Perhaps he would go out and do something, and when he came back, he would have new gains.
From the fourth floor of the Tower of Time to the Death Realm, then to the Ravenous Wolf Star Ocean. The Ravenous Wolf Star Ocean was a World of Creation. Standing on this star ocean, one could see a continent shrouded in darkness in the sky. That was the Darknight Ghost Domain.
But at this moment, Ancestor Darknight was in the Ravenous Wolf Star Ocean. Long Chen found their position and went over in a flash. He had seen the Ravenous Wolf Star Ancestor before. Beside him was Ancestor Darknight, a man shrouded in a black robe. His face was deathly pale, and his eyes were filled with evil intent. At first glance, Long Chen knew that he wasn't a good person.
Perhaps he had lost his memory. He didn't even know how to disguise himself.
"The Ancestor Gods of the myriad worlds haven't established Order. Those Ancestor Gods of the fourth epoch don't seem to care about it. They're all busy breaking the curse. The myriad worlds are in chaos …"
Long Chen arrived in front of the other party and said, "Ancestor Darknight, may I ask what I can do for you?"
Narrowing his eyes, Ancestor Darknight said word by word, "I happen to need your help."