In the boundless starry sky, the Godfiend Emperor had a murderous look on his face as he hurried on his way!
The Fiendgod Qi and Fiendgod Qi interweaved around his body. Every time he moved, he would be able to cross a star field. In at most two hours, he would be able to reach the Machinery Race from the Immortal World!
One had to know that the Deity Realm and the Machinery Race's territory were separated by more than half a sky. An ordinary spaceship might not even reach the Deity Realm in a hundred thousand years!
Behind the Godfiend Emperor, the six Demi-Saints of the God race and the Demon race also fled with all their might.
"Contact the machine race and confirm Jiang He's location!"
The God-Demon Emperor instructed through acoustics, "The two Saints of the machine race could attack and stop Jiang He if necessary. I have blocked the mysteries of the heavens, and the True Lord of Morality and the Saints of the Three Realms would not be able to sense it for the time being. After Jiang He is killed, I will join forces with the machine race and attack the Three Realms together."
"As long as the Automaton Ancestor keeps his promise, after the Three Realms are destroyed, the Automaton Race will get half of the Astral Battlefield!"
Ten minutes later.
The Sage Realm Demon subordinate replied, "Primogenitor, the Automaton Race did not reply."
"Contact me again!"
The God Demon Emperor coldly communicated through acoustics, coldly saying, "Jiang He must not be allowed to escape!"
At this moment, the Godfiend Emperor's expression changed slightly.
The expressions of the Saint Realm cultivators under him also changed.
"The Two Saints of the machine race are fighting Jiang He?"
The Demon Saint who was in charge of contacting the machine smiled. "It seems that they have received our message just now, and are acting now to help us keep Jiang He here!"
When a Saint Realm cultivator made a move, it would cause a huge commotion.
Even though they were separated by space and time, the Godfiend Emperor and the others could still sense it.
"Not good!"
The God Demon Emperor suddenly said somberly, "Hurry up. Once they make their move, my move to hide from the Heavenly Mysteries would not be able to fool the Grand Pure One, and it would be difficult to kill Jiang He once they reach the mechs!"
The Celestial Demon Emperor and the Saints of the Celestial and Demon Race sped up.
In the blink of an eye, they had crossed several star regions and traveled tens of thousands of light-years.
At this time, the demon sage responsible for contacting the machine race suddenly took out a jade talisman. The jade talisman in his hand flickered incessantly. After sensing it for a moment, the demon sage was stunned.
"What happened?"
The Godfiend Emperor frowned.
"Progenitor!"
"The two Saints of the machine race are asking us for help … one of their clones has fallen, and Jiang He is hunting them down …"
"This is impossible!"
Stunned, the God Demon Emperor could not help exclaiming, "How long has it been since Jiang He became a Saint? He can't be that strong. Continue to contact the Machine Race's Second Saint! "
The demon saint fiddled with the jade talisman for a long time before shaking his head: "I can't contact him."
"What?"
The Godfiend Emperor's face darkened as he questioned, "Is the Communication Jade Talisman broken?"
"The jade talisman is not broken. Perhaps they are being chased and have no time to reply."
This place was too far away from the machine race's domain. Though a fight between Saints would cause a great stir, even the Demon God Emperor could only sense that Jiang He and the Two Saints of the machine race had clashed, and could not clearly sense the outcome of the battle.
…
At the same time,
Three Realms.
Seven Holy Palace.
Old Lord Taishang, who was meditating with his legs crossed, suddenly opened his eyes.
He sensed and deduced a little, and thought to himself, "Not good." The next moment, his sorrowful voice was heard by the Taoist of Guidance, the Heavenly Lord Yuanshi, and the Sect Master Tongtian.
"Jiang He is fighting someone at the machine's domain, and the God Demon Emperor is already on the way with the Saints of the God and Demon races. Hurry up and head to the machine's domain — I'll be going on ahead!"
Whoosh!
The Grand Pure One's figure instantly disappeared from the Seven Holy Palace, and he was at the edge of the celestial battlefield when he reappeared.
His voice echoed beside Nuwa's and Cundi's ears.
"Watch over the Three Realms. Don't let the rascals in!"
His figure flashed again.
Ooom.
The air quaked.
When he reappeared, he was already at the Blood Race's domain, moving even faster than the God Demon Emperor!
Ultra long distance teleportation relied on one's comprehension of spacetime and control of the Grand Dao of the world. In terms of comprehension of the Dao, could anyone in the myriad of worlds compare to the Grand Pure Heavenly Exalt of Dao and Virtue?
… …
In the depths of chaos beyond the skies.
Here, there was a hidden "foreign dimension".
The land of this "foreign space-time" was paved with a kind of black metal, and its sky was even filled with a kind of metallic luster.
In the center of this space, there was a huge metal statue standing tall.
It was very unusual.
It had a human body, but it was a mechanical construct resembling an octopus from the waist down.
The statue was immeasurably massive and stood at the center of the alternate dimension, as if it had existed for eternity.
Ooom!
A planet abruptly broke through the void and entered the alternate dimension from the outside.
The planet landed, and its crust opened up on its own, forming a passageway.
Inside the passageway was what appeared to be the control room of a spaceship, and there was a projection inside.
The projection flashed and landed in the body of an old man in the control room. In the next moment, the old man started to move.
He strode out of the control room and the passageway, arriving before the statue that was taller than the planet, and knelt on the ground with a soft thud.
"Master!"
"You once said that you would return after an epoch. Three epochs have passed now. When will you return?"
… …
Meanwhile, a one-sided battle was still raging in the machine race's domain.
The machine race's First Saint and Second Saint were running as fast as they could toward the depths of outer space. Behind them were figures that resembled a flood, all of whom wore the same clothes and looked the same — clones were naturally no different from Jiang He himself …
However, the most important thing was that their auras were almost the same. They were all f * cking Saints!
Logically speaking, at the moment when the 129,600 Sage Realm clones appeared …
The two Saints of the Machine Race were dumbfounded.
They were even doubting life itself.
Who am I?
Where am I?
How the hell could a human junior of the Three Realms who had just become a Saint cultivate so many clones?
The Heavenly Dao …
How could it allow a Saint to conjure so many clones at once?
Were they not afraid that they would destroy all worlds?
The two Saints of the Machine Race were almost instantly destroyed. Although they walked the path of "technological cultivation," they had also borrowed the cultivation methods of other Saints and used a special method to create a "past" and "future body" for themselves.
After they were blown up, their past bodies materialized and they began to flee in a frenzy.
And yet, where could they run to?
The planets and galaxies of the Machinery Race exploded one after another. Under the pursuit of the two Sage Realm incarnations, the two Sage Realms of the Machinery Race were quickly overtaken and destroyed!
"Jiang He!"
"Stop!"
The saints of the machine race were anxious. Their future bodies materialized in the void and shouted, "If you kill us, you won't get any benefits. Instead, you'll have to bear the wrath of our ancestor. Our ancestor is the disciple of an eternal elite. In the future, our ancestor's teacher will descend. If you kill us, the three realms will be buried with us!"
"The God Demon Emperor intends to kill you, and he is on his way with the Saints of the God and Demon races. You can still make it if you let us go!"
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