The sounds of self-detonation from the experts of various universes were constantly heard. Everyone was using their lives to protect the safety of the Nether Child Universe. Before they died, they would rather self-detonate to take away the enemy in front of them.
It was obvious that these people had a firm belief in protecting the Nether Child Universe. However, to Xiao Chen, such a matter was indeed making his heart tremble. In addition, Ancestor Mu was constantly fanning the flames beside him.
The battle was still going on, but Xiao Chen's heart was already unable to calm down. Or rather, it was affected by Ancestor Mu.
Seeing Xiao Chen's silent appearance, Ancestor Mu's eyes were full of smiles. To put it bluntly, as a chess piece, Xiao Chen was already a living being in the world. In fact, he had no choice. Whether he chose the spirit of the world or the Primogenitors, the final result was the same. He would just become a chess piece in the hands of these Almighties.
It was another tragic battle. This time, the experts of various universes had suffered even greater losses. The number of casualties had already exceeded 500,000.
There had been one million people, but now, less than half of them were left. These were the elites of the various universes. They had gathered the power of no less than ten universes to gather so many elites, but in just a few days, more than half of them had perished.
Of course, Xiao Chen's side had suffered great losses. The Origin World's side had also suffered great losses. They had also lost more than half of their warriors. However, Ancestor Mu did not seem to care about this at all.
After the battle ended, both sides retreated tacitly. However, after two consecutive battles, Xiao Chen returned to his residence with an extremely ugly expression. It was not only because of the huge number of casualties, but also because of Ancestor Mu's words and the depression in his heart.
Perhaps he really could not escape the fate of being a chess piece. So what if he was an ancient creature? Wasn't he still a chess piece and a bargaining chip for these Almighties?
Suddenly, Xiao Chen understood that no matter how strong he was, as long as he did not exceed that red line, he would never be able to completely control his own fate.
The Primogenitors and Little Qing were fighting for the ultimate control of this world. No matter what the outcome was, Xiao Chen and the others could not control everything.
Sitting on a stone bench in the courtyard, Xiao Chen was lost in thought. Qin Shuirou and the other women had been seriously injured because of this battle, so they had already gone into closed-door cultivation.
In a battle of such a scale, even if the girls had the cultivation base of a World Lord, it was still very dangerous. They could die at any time. Therefore, the girls had to recover from their injuries in the shortest time possible so that they could prepare for the battle that could break out at any time.
This feeling made Xiao Chen very uncomfortable, because he could not control all of this, and he was powerless to change anything. So many people had died, but did Xiaoqing really care?
While Xiao Chen was in a dilemma, the Qilin Ancestor and another Primogenitor were plotting something in an unknown space.
The originally empty mysterious space was now shrouded by endless blood Qi. In the middle of the blood Qi, there was a huge iron cauldron.
There was still a raging fire burning in the furnace, and the Blood Qi that filled the sky was bursting out from the furnace. Such a dense Blood Qi made this space look like a bloody hell.
Moreover, he could sense that there were countless souls floating in the air within the Blood Qi. These souls seemed to be unable to leave this mysterious space. Moreover, there was a mysterious suction force that was constantly sucking these souls into the iron furnace. He did not know what it was doing.
From the beginning to the end, the Qilin Ancestor and the other Primogenitor did not participate in the battle. The two of them had been staying in the mysterious space. Now, the Qilin Ancestor said with a smile beside the furnace.
"You can begin, Ancestor Bai."
Ancestor Bai smiled and nodded. Then, the two of them formed a seal at the same time, and the temperature in the furnace continued to rise. At the same time, the blood Qi became more vigorous.
Finally, under the watchful eyes of the two of them, a surge of blood Qi filled the air from the furnace, followed by a rich aura of life.
There was life in the furnace. They did not have to wait for long. Soon, many figures walked out from the furnace.
If there were other people here, they would be extremely shocked because the Qilin Ancestor and Ancestor Bai were creating life.
However, it was not accurate to call it creation. It was more accurate to call it resurrection. They were reviving those who were supposed to be dead.
The souls floating in the air were those who were supposed to be dead. After entering the furnace, the Primogenitors had used some unknown method to reforge their bodies and complete a certain level of resurrection.
Perhaps only the Primogenitors and Little Qing could bring the dead back to life. Moreover, among the many souls, one could see that the warriors from the Origin World who had died in the battle in the Nether Child Universe had also appeared here.
They were supposed to be dead, but their souls had suddenly appeared here. After the Primogenitors had done something, they had come back to life.
However, although they had been reborn, they were still dull and lifeless. They did not have any emotions or feelings. They were like walking corpses.
Even so, it was already heaven-defying enough to bring people back to life. What did it mean? It meant that the Primogenitors could have an unlimited number of warriors to serve them. Even if they were killed in battle, they could be quickly resurrected. It could be said that they were immortal.
The Qilin Ancestor and Ancestor Bai smiled when they saw the first batch of resurrected warriors walk out from the railway.
Since a long time ago, the two of them had been researching ways to revive people. Now, they had finally succeeded. This way, just by relying on this point, they could exhaust the side of the Land of Creation to death.
At that time, all the warriors from various universes would be exhausted. Xiao Chen, Little Qing, and the others would become generals without an army. Then, victory would be within their grasp.
Just as the two of them had successfully resurrected the first batch of warriors, the phantoms of the other Primogenitors appeared in the mysterious space one after another, including Ancestor Mu who was in the Nether Child Universe.
Ancestor Mu said with a smile as the Primogenitors gathered and looked at the warriors who had come back to life from the furnace.
"Not bad. Their strength didn't suffer much damage. I didn't expect you two old men to succeed."
The Primogenitors were obviously very satisfied with such an outcome because the success of this meant that the Origin World was practically invincible. Unless Little Qing could grasp the same method, the Land of Creation would have nothing to fight the Origin World.
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