At the very least, he had to kill the Devouring Dragon Attendants.
Perhaps by stopping him, he would be able to stop everything.
No matter how strong the Creator Gods were, they were released by the Sky Devourers, and so they had many restrictions.
Perhaps at this time, the only one he could rely on, the only one who could reduce his losses, was himself.
A look of determination appeared on Long Chen's face. He was no longer filled with regret over the destruction of the Primeval World. Instead, he shouldered the hatred of those who had died on his own shoulders.
"Let's go."
The two couldn't find their way. In the endless Doomsday Flames, they could only rely on Massacre's senses to guide them.
Even though Massacre was slowly decaying in the Doomsday Flames, it couldn't hide the murderous intent that was gradually being born in the World Origin. It was this murderous intent that connected Long Chen to Massacre.
"Little Xi, thank you."
"What are you thanking me for?"
"If you weren't here, I wouldn't be able to calm down. This path is too difficult."
Ever since he was born, he'd been given a huge mission. He'd been on the brink of death countless times. Perhaps today was the most important battle of his life. Fortunately, Lingxi was there to accompany him.
She was like a puddle of clear water, nourishing his parched, fiery, and bloody heart.
"Mm."
Lingxi smiled faintly. She'd gotten used to it after so many years. She'd just come out of Lingxi's sword and come to his side.
"There's movement up ahead."
More than ten thousand Elder Gods were in the Doomsday Divine Fire, so it was impossible for Long Chen to not encounter any of them. He had been extremely careful, but the Doomsday Divine Fire had obscured his perception. Therefore, every time he encountered an Elder God, he was already very close to them.
"Let's go."
Intuition told him that there was a very powerful Ancestor God up ahead, one who could easily take the lives of Long Chen and Lingxi. It was definitely not the type to provoke. At this moment, Long Chen felt a chill down his spine. He realized that in this Doomsday World, the Creator Gods were all his enemies.
"Chen, don't be in a hurry to leave. Look."
However, Lingxi was a bit more attentive. She took a few more glances, and Long Chen, who trusted her a lot, also took a few more glances. In front of them, there was a white-haired, white-browed elder with a skinny figure. His entire being was like a sharp sword, and his aura was extraordinary. He was not standing, but was lying in the midst of the Divine Flames of Doomsday, and his entire being was in an extremely weak state.
Long Chen had an impression of this old man. He was the Ancestral God of the Sixth Era, and Long Chen had a deep impression of the world he created. It was a sword, the Ocean of Swords, which Long Chen had passed before he went to Pangu Continent.
The First Origin Sword Sea was similar to the Heaven Sword Divine Realm. However, the Heaven Sword Ancestor God of the Heaven Sword Divine Realm was the Ancestral God of the Fifth Era.
This Ancestor God's name was Sword Ancestor Yi Yuan.
He was weak. Although his limbs were still moving and struggling, he didn't seem to have much strength left. He was the only Elder God in the area. One could see that half of his eyes were gray and the other half were red. The red curse had already spread halfway through his body.
He was indeed in a manic state, but he did not have much strength left.
But what attracted Long Chen and Lingxi was not him, but something that caused him to become like this.
"The Sky-devouring Clan."
When he saw it, Long Chen sucked in a cold breath.
There was a creature attached to Sword Ancestor Yi Yuan's body. It looked like a marlin, with a fish-like body and prawn-like spikes on its head. At this moment, the sharp spikes of the marlin had pierced through Sword Ancestor Yi Yuan's body, and it was this that caused him to become very weak.
Eight tentacles stretched out of the marlin's body, and like an octopus, they wrapped around Sword Ancestor Yi Yuan tightly, preventing him from moving.
This scene was so creepy that it made one's hair stand on end.
At first, Long Chen thought that this was the Sky-devouring Clan he saw in the Tomb of Reincarnation, but he soon realized that it was not. Although that one looked like a fish, it was definitely not like this.
Moreover, it was much bigger and much scarier.
Similarly, the Sky-devouring Clan was like the huge yellow shadow, it could not see him and Lingxi.
More importantly, from Long Chen's bloodline fear of the strong, the Sky-devouring Clan in front of him was not that strong, and was far weaker than Sword Ancestor Yi Yuan. It must be because of the Sky-devouring Clan's uniqueness and curse that it could entangle Sword Ancestor Yi Yuan and make him so weak.
Long Chen stopped in his tracks. He stared at the Sky-devouring Clan, and raised the Massacre Sword in his hand.
"It doesn't seem to know of our existence," said Lingxi.
Otherwise, it would not be able to entangle Sword Ancestor Yi Yuan so easily, even though they were so close. It seemed that it was because of the spikes on his head that Sword Ancestor Yi Yuan was becoming weaker and weaker.
"Little Xi, prepare the Silence Mantra."
With that, Long Chen suddenly attacked, fusing the previous Nirvana Primeval rule power into the Massacre Sword, and charged towards the Sky-devouring Clan. Without a word, he used all his strength to stab the Massacre Sword into the Sky-devouring Clan's body.
Hiss.
The Sky-devouring Clan shrieked in pain, still struggling, but because it was entangled with Sword Ancestor Yi Yuan, and it could not see Long Chen.
"Infinite Sword Qi."
Lingxi's Sword Qi pierced through the Sky-devouring Clan multiple times, cutting off all of its tentacles.
"Boom."
Long Chen added another Chaotic Dragon Fist to completely destroy the Sky-devouring Clan. Just as he expected, the Sky-devouring Clan was not that strong, especially when it could not see him at all.
But why could he torment Sword Ancestor Yi Yuan to such a level?
This was a huge question in Long Chen's heart.
"Silence Mantra."
After the Sky-devouring Clan was destroyed, to Long Chen, Sword Ancestor Yi Yuan was the biggest threat. He was still weak now, but once he woke up, it would be the end of Long Chen. This was also why Long Chen told Lingxi to prepare the Silence Mantra from the start.
The moment the Sky-devouring Clan was destroyed, the Silence Mantra froze Sword Ancestor Yi Yuan.
Sword Ancestor Yi Yuan's World Source was a wooden sword. At this moment, there were already some cracks on the wooden sword, and its color had turned yellow. The curse on it was half grey, and the other half was bloody and violent red.
Because Sword Ancestor Yi Yuan was weak enough, when he was frozen in the Silence Mantra, he did not resist. Otherwise, without the control of an expert, the Silence Mantra would have been broken.
"Mm."
Long Chen was pleasantly surprised to find that because he did not have the strength to resist, under Lingxi's insistence, the grey part of the curse was still the same, but the red part was fading. The key was that after the red part faded, what replaced it was not the original grey, but a silent black. In a black state, the Ancestral God had normal intelligence.
Half black, half grey. What would happen?
Grey represented a puppet, sluggish, while black represented clarity.
When the red completely faded, Lingxi had spent a lot of effort. For a possibility, Long Chen had also wasted a lot of time.
At this moment, he and Lingxi dodged. The Silence Mantra had been broken by Sword Ancestor Yi Yuan. Sword Ancestor Yi Yuan saw them, and he kept shaking his head.
"Chen …"
Lingxi was a little nervous. She grabbed Long Chen's arm. Once Sword Ancestor Yi Yuan was out of control, they could only escape quickly.
"Long Chen, you guys …"
As he shook his head, he saw Long Chen and made such a sound.
Long Chen and Ling Xi were overjoyed at his awakening. This was exactly what they had been longing for.
"Don't come near me." Sword Ancestor Yi Yuan quickly stopped him. He raised his head, and his eyes were still half grey.
"I … can't really control my body. The curse is still affecting me. I can only control half of my body … It's best if you don't come near me."
It was difficult for him to even speak.
Long Chen and Lingxi could accept this reality. He quickly asked, "Senior, do you know what happened?"
Sword Ancestor Yi Yuan said, "I have a slight feeling that I came here without being able to control myself. A huge fireball, set up by the Sky Swallowing Race … Then, it seemed to be getting weaker and weaker."
"You don't know the reason."
"What reason?"
"Previously, a Sky Swallowing Race clung to you and pierced you. Your chest has a wound …"
"Oh … I didn't see it …" But he lowered his head, and could indeed see his wound.
"In other words, the Ancestral Gods can't see the Sky Swallowing Race."
It was very likely that this was due to the curse. It was as if the Sky Swallowing Race couldn't see him.
And because of this, the powerful Sixth Era Ancestral God was controlled by the Sky Swallowing Race that even Long Chen could kill, causing him to get weaker and weaker. In addition to the Doomsday Sacred Fire, even an Eighth Era Ancestral God could destroy Sword Ancestor Yi Yuan. This might be the Sky Swallowing Race's goal.
He just didn't know how many Sky Swallowing Race there were in the apocalypse.
"Senior, I need your help."
While Sword Ancestor Yi Yuan was confused, Long Chen looked at him. He was Long Chen's hope, even though he wasn't very clear-headed.
"What …"
"I need your help. Right now, all of the Elder Gods' curses are turning red. We can begin to calm the other Elder Gods down. However, we need someone to control them. Only then will we be able to awaken the more powerful Elder Gods. We need you to control the other Elder Gods and strengthen our squad. This is our only chance of victory."
"Of course I want to, but … I'm so weak, and I can't control myself well. I don't even know if I'll attack you …" Sword Ancestor Yi Yuan said sadly.
Long Chen used the Requiem of Life to heal Sword Ancestor Yi Yuan's injuries. Under the nourishment of the Requiem of Life, his condition improved after a period of time, and he seemed to be clearer.
"Alright, I'll try my best."
It could be seen that he was also fighting the curse to the death in order to maintain his consciousness. However, he still did not dare to approach Long Chen for fear of inadvertently injuring them.
Long Chen continued forward. Every time he looked back, he could see Sword Ancestor Yi Yuan following them from afar.
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