"An Origin realm expert has attacked him? Is it those foreign invaders? "Cheng Hao asked via voice transmission.
"Those invaders claimed to be from the eleventh dimension. Every single one of them had the strength of the tenth rank. We called them Extraterrestrial Demon Gods!"
"Extraterrestrial Demon Gods!
Demon Gods from outside the origin universe. Every single one of them is extremely powerful. As for how many there are, no one can say for sure. In any case, before I was beaten to death, the enemies were still pouring in from the outside world. It seemed like there would be no end to them! "
Lan Meng stared at the huge altar in front of her. After a moment of observation, she concluded, "However, Jian Yiming probably didn't die at the hands of those Extraterrestrial Demon Gods. He died at the hands of a tenth rank powerhouse of a rebellious slave race!"
"There were also tenth rank powerhouses among those slave races?"
Slave races were the weak races that were subordinate to the Origin God Race. To put it nicely, they were subordinate races. To put it bluntly, they were slave races.
"Originally, there were no Reciprocity experts among the servile races, but after the Transcendence Alliance rose up, the God race felt pressured. As a result, they paid quite a hefty price to forcefully raise the ancestors of the servile races with the most potential to Reciprocity!"
"Although they were the weakest Origin realm, they were still Origin realm experts. If they didn't step into this realm, even Jian Yiming, who was invincible in the Void Realm, couldn't contend against them!"
Lan Meng clenched her fists until they turned white. She seemed to be forcefully suppressing the hatred in her heart. After taking a deep breath, she continued to speak.
"Back then, the Bone Race was the luckiest. They were highly valued by you in your previous life. You picked out a person with excellent talent from the Black Bone Race and the White Bone Race and spent a great deal of effort to raise them to the Origin realm!"
"Ancestor White Bone was skilled in physical attacks and defense. Although his battle strength wasn't great, he was a tank-like existence on the battlefield. Even Ancestor Chen of the Transcendence Alliance couldn't take him down in a short time!"
"Elder Black Bone's defense ability is mediocre, but he is very good at soul and soul attacks. He likes to ambush in the dark. According to the settings of the games on Earth, this old guy is an assassin-type sorcerer who is rather tricky to deal with!
"When the two ancestors of the Bone clan reached Reciprocity, in order to show their loyalty to the God clan, they worked extremely hard against the Transcendence Alliance. They were ranked towards the top of the Transcendence Alliance's list of people they had to kill!"
"However, these two dogs that barked the loudest were also the first to rebel after the fall of the Protoss. This was something that the Protoss did not expect!"
Cheng Hao sighed. The Origin Divine Race was used to being aloof and arrogant. They had never thought that the slave races would dare to betray them. Therefore, they simply weren't prepared for the Bone Race's betrayal.
A slave race like the Bone Race was no different from a hungry wolf. If they weren't careful, they could turn on their masters!
It could only be said that the Protoss were too proud and arrogant back then. They had never thought that the other party would betray them. Therefore, when the other party really did betray them, the damage caused directly increased by several times!
"According to what you said, Jian Yiming died in the hands of Ancestor Hei Mo?"
"It should be!" Lan Meng nodded. "The Origin Universe is too big. With Jian Yiming's strength, if he wanted to escape and hide, even those Extraterrestrial Demon Gods would find it difficult to find him in a short time!"
"But the Bone Race has served the Protoss for too long. They should be quite familiar with Jian Yiming's habits. It won't be difficult to find his hiding place!"
Cheng Hao sighed and could not help rubbing his forehead.
"Lan Meng, when we leave this Void Universe and enter the Origin Universe, do you think there will be a group of Level Ten Extraterrestrial Demon Gods waiting for us?"
"Probably not!"
Lan Meng shook her head. "Those Extraterrestrial Demon Gods are actually very arrogant. They seem to despise our Origin Universe from the bottom of their hearts. I can feel that if it weren't for their mission, they wouldn't even be willing to come here!"
"And in the battle back then, the Extraterrestrial Demon Gods had always been chasing after Origin Realm experts. They couldn't even be bothered to deal with beings below Level Ten! Instead, it was the Bone Race and other traitorous races that were chasing after the Protoss the most! "
Cheng Hao pondered for a moment. "You mean, those Extraterrestrial Demon Gods have already left?"
"Emperor Li Hao has fallen, and the Origin God Race has been destroyed. Even the Transcendence Alliance's Origin Realm experts are probably mostly dead. Those Extraterrestrial Demon Gods should have completed their mission. It's very likely that they've returned to their own world!"
Cheng Hao was slightly relieved when he heard that. "If that's really the case, we should be facing traitorous races like the Bone Race in the future. That's a lot less pressure!"
"Yeah, compared to those despair-inducing Extraterrestrial Demon Gods, those slave races really are much easier to deal with!" A sliver of pride appeared on Lan Meng's face, "I don't even need to wait for you, the Emperor, to reach Reciprocity again. As long as I reach Reciprocity, I can easily suppress the ancestors of the traitorous races!"
"The Origin God Race has no advantage against the Extraterrestrial Demon Gods, but the Origin God Race has an overwhelming advantage against those slave races of the same level!"
Cheng Hao nodded and said nothing more.
Lan Meng was right. The Origin God Race had been able to suppress all races for countless years, so they obviously possessed an absolute advantage in battle prowess. Otherwise, it would have been impossible for them to become the most powerful organisation in the universe.
As Cheng Hao and Lan Meng conversed secretly, the Great Perfection experts of the five clans all became restless. If it were not for the countless spatial cracks around the altar, they would have charged up to snatch Jian Yiming's corpse and sword a long time ago.
"Everyone, according to the rules of the Primordial Tomb, this azure-robed man is definitely stronger than the two skeletons from before. It's very likely that he's surpassed the limits of a Primordial God. Do you want the corpse of an existence like that?"
Meng Yuan was the first to speak amidst the stifling atmosphere.
"Fairy Meng, let's cut the crap. Just tell us how to get to the altar," the middle-aged man from the Chen family said rather impatiently.
This woman had been so talkative the entire time. Why couldn't she just say what she wanted to say?
"Everyone, we obviously can't force our way through. You should all understand the power of the spatial cracks very well. Even Great Perfection experts like us will struggle to endure them!"
This time, Meng Yuan began to transmit her voice directly. Her slightly charming voice rang out in the minds of all the Great Perfection Stage beings present.
Cheng Hao's heart skipped a beat as he looked around at the Great Perfection stage cultivators. He noticed that apart from them, even some of the Great Perfection stage rogue cultivators had changed their expressions slightly. It seemed that they had received Meng Yuan's voice transmission.
Clearly, the Great Perfection expert of the Meng family wanted to gather all the Great Perfection experts present to carry out a plan together!
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