Long Chen's battlefield, Lingxi's and Ancestor Spirit Origin's battlefield, and the many Ancestor Gods' battlefield, were all different.
But all of them were fighting for the same goal.
Survival. Revenge.
Hope for survival. Blood feud.
Perhaps to Long Chen, there was even more. All of this was boiling in his blood, condensing into the Essence of the World of Slaughter. As he slaughtered again and again, Long Chen and the Essence of Slaughter grew closer and closer, fusing together.
"Massacre" was the World Origin of the Fourth Epoch's Primordial Ancestor Realm. It was one of the ten great Ancestral Dragons. It was vast and boundless. Long Chen hadn't excavated much of it yet, but every time he slaughtered, he saw even more terrifying "Massacre."
"Blood Wheel Sword."
The Sky Swallowing Clan descended into chaos. No one noticed that Long Chen was in front of them. At this time, Long Chen brought out Massacre from his palm. At the same time, he brought out the Blood Wheel Sword, condensed with boundless rage. It was formed from all the blood in his body, all within the blood-colored Massacre.
Long Chen was now a person without a bloodline.
But he was more courageous than anyone else, and more bloodthirsty than anyone else.
Massacre Rules, protection, vengeance. His current state of mind was completely in sync. Because of this, the World Origin gave birth to an even greater power, and it fused into Long Chen's Blood Wheel Sword.
"Break."
The Crimson Long Sword swept across and a huge Crimson Wheel Sword Qi was born. It tore through and hit more than ten members of the Sky Swallowing Clan. The Sky-like members of the Sky Swallowing Clan were instantly torn into powder after being hit by the Crimson Wheel Sword Qi. Then, they were completely burned by the Divine Doomsday Fire.
The Ancestor Gods could only see Long Chen attacking randomly.
But the Sky Swallowing Clan members could not see it. They did not even know that there were people dying in their clan.
"Scram."
Every sword carried the hatred of billions of living deities and demons, the anger of the Divine Dragon Clan, and the resistance of the entire world. The Blood Wheel Sword swept across the bodies of the Sky Swallowing Clan.
However, thousands of Sky-devouring Clan members were too many. Long Chen could only stop a small portion of them. Most of the Sky-devouring Clan members would still attack the Ancestral Gods.
"We can't let them pass."
Intuition told Long Chen that if he couldn't stop the Sky Swallowing Clan, an even more terrifying nightmare would befall him. After all, the Primordial War Ancestor was rather difficult to control. Even now, he was struggling violently.
Phew.
"Kill, kill, kill!"
At this moment, Long Chen did not seem to know fatigue. There was only killing and madness in his heart. He killed and destroyed again and again. Wherever he went, it was the end of the Sky-devouring Clan.
Even though the Sky Devouring Race couldn't see him, the death of so many of their comrades still attracted their attention. As long as they didn't attack the Ancestor God, Long Chen would succeed.
Whoosh.
A blood-colored Sword Qi flew. A large number of Sky-devouring Clan members were crushed by the Blood Wheel Sword Qi. In the blink of an eye, hundreds of them were killed.
At this moment, Long Chen did not even know what fatigue was.
Perhaps he had used up all his energy, but it didn't matter. Even with the strength of his physical body, he would continue to kill.
"Sky-devouring Clan."
To the Sky-devouring Clan, the scariest thing was that they did not know where their enemies were. As the saying goes, the mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind. This caused them to panic. Under the situation where they could not find their enemies, they finally knew that it was time to escape.
However, even though the Sky-devouring Clan scattered, Long Chen still chased after them. He tried to kill as many as he could. In the end, he did not even know how many he had killed. Only when he could no longer see the Sky-devouring Clan in the surrounding area did he know fatigue. Only then did he drag the Origin of the World back to kill.
It was too tragic.
In Long Chen's eyes, he saw a sky full of blood …
This kind of killing was very carefree, but he was also relaxed. Those he killed were all insignificant members of the Sky-devouring Clan. This was not revenge, but just venting.
"Little Xi …"
After he was done, he returned here. Only then did he see that apart from him, the other battles had reached the most intense stage. The Primordial War Ancestor was fighting mentally and physically. He was very violent. No matter which direction he went, it was very dangerous.
However, Long Chen was of no help at all in this battle. He had used the Love Thread of Three Lifetimes to give to Lingxi, who was practically trembling at this moment. He felt that he was such a failure to make his own woman risk her life like this...
However, an opponent that even the Ten Great Ancestor Dragons and the Ten Great Ancestor Gods had been defeated. It was already a miracle that an insignificant junior like him could fight to this extent.
Perhaps it was because of Long Chen's final bit of support, coupled with the efforts of Ling Xi and the Spirit Origin Sacred Ancestor, that they were finally able to suppress the Primordial Battle Progenitor a little. As a result, the Primordial Battle Progenitor's gaze and curse dimmed slightly.
As a result, his resistance was slightly less intense.
This was the beginning.
It was at this moment that all the Ancestral Gods found the opportunity to fight with their lives on the line. In this moment, they used all their strength to trap the Primordial War Ancestor amidst roars and tears of blood.
"Break."
Spiritsource's Sacred Ancestor gritted his teeth and poured the last of his strength into Lingxi. Then he collapsed, his flesh and blood disintegrating. Only the World Origin remained. In order to awaken a Fourth Epoch Ancestral God, he had forced himself to a state where he was seriously injured.
Everyone was aware of Sacred Patriarch Spirit Origin's condition.
This included Lingxi.
The fact that he could hold on for so long was a huge encouragement to all the Ancestral Gods. He was great at this moment, but all the Ancestral Gods were equally great. Especially at this moment, they were all shouting and shouting.
"Break."
Lingxi calmed her mind and used the Mantra of Stillness to attack the Primordial War Ancestor again and again. Finally, the Primordial War Ancestor's defenses broke like a dam. Lingxi's power erupted like a mountain flood and rushed into the Primordial War Ancestor's curse. The Mantra of Stillness rapidly froze the crimson curse.
She had done it.
Of course, this was the Spiritsource Ancestor's final support. He had held on until his body was destroyed.
The Primordial War Ancestor's struggle finally stopped.
When everyone saw the blood-red color in his eyes vanish and his platinum eyes appear, the Elder Gods couldn't help but cry tears of joy. They began to celebrate wildly. At this moment, they had truly succeeded after risking their lives.
"Primordial War Ancestor, Primordial War Ancestor!"
They were chanting the name of the Fourth Epoch's Ancestral God. Wave after wave of their voices helped the Primordial War Ancestor regain consciousness.
Finally, he came to his senses and looked at his surroundings.
"What happened?"
The Ancestral Gods explained what had happened.
"So that's how it is …"
The Primordial War Ancestor saw that even Lingxi had almost collapsed. Long Chen resolutely stood up. He had recovered quite quickly, so he supported Lingxi while the other Ancestral Gods protected Spiritsource.
Now that Lingxi and the Spiritsource Ancestor had both used up all their energy, it would be very difficult for them to expand their ranks. The only thing they could do was find the Devouring Dragon Attendants.
Even though Long Chen's strength was miniscule compared to that of the Ancestral Gods, they were all willing to listen to his orders.
"Everyone, we have no other choice …."
"From now on, perhaps what we are about to face is the real battle, the real battle against the enemy."
"Primordial War Ancestor, you are the strongest. We can only rely on you now."
The Primordial War Ancestor knew the truth, so he respected Long Chen even more. His body of steel was rapidly recovering. He looked around and said, "Don't worry, I will definitely contribute my strength. Everyone's efforts to free me from the curse were not in vain. However, I am prepared to listen to you as to what to do next. If we had listened to you earlier, we might not have been in such a passive position today."
The Ancestral Gods had no objections. With over a thousand Ancestral Gods gathered together, they truly represented a tenth of the Ancestral Gods' power.
"Then, we must find a way to destroy this place called 'Doomsday'. There must be a core in this place, and there must be a real enemy. We must find them and destroy them. Only then can we destroy everything. Being able to gather such a large team is already our limit. Next, our only hope is to find the core and the enemy, just like I said."
"Where?" Everyone agreed, but it would be very difficult to find the core in this sea of flames.
"If you can trust me, follow me."
Long Chen had led the way with slaughter. Now that he had rested enough, it was time to set off again. "Of course we trust you."
At this moment, the Ancestral Gods present were filled with great ambition and determination. With an insignificant person, Long Chen, as the core, they would search for that unknown thing.
But Long Chen had the intuition to do so.
In his arms, Lingxi was resting. This peerless beauty was very haggard, but in truth, when she recovered, she would advance even further. Long Chen silently guarded her as they advanced.
Up ahead, boundless flames boiled and raged. Waves of fire swept through the area.
"The flames here seem to be even more terrifying."
Some of the Ancestral Gods immediately sensed that something was different.
Along the way, they encountered other Ancestral Gods. If it was the Fourth Era's Ancestral God, they could only dodge. If it was anyone else, they would attack and destroy their flesh and blood. Even if they were in a violent state, as long as they could control them, they wouldn't be destroyed. As a result, they were able to collect more and more world essences.
"Yes, the flames are burning even more fiercely."
But the Ancestral Gods weren't afraid. Instead, they were excited. This could very well mean that they had found the right place. The previous regions were more or less the same, but this one was even more intense. In that case, there had to be something here that was causing this change.
It was guided here by the world's essence, slaughter.
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