"Really?"
Jiang He's eyes lit up at that. "Perfect timing. I'll kill them all today!"
"…"
The two Saints of the machine race despaired.
Killing the God Demon Emperor and the others?
Still, when they saw the hundreds of thousands of Saint clones … they knew that Jiang He was not exaggerating. He definitely had the ability to do so.
"No!"
"Stop, Jiang He!"
The machine race's survival instincts were very strong, and they communicated through acoustics even as they ran, "Jiang He, a phenomenon would befall us if we die. When that happens, the God Demon Emperor and the others would notice and be on guard against you, and it would not be easy to kill them."
"Makes sense!"
Jiang He agreed with them very much.
Even so, he did not stop his pursuit of the machine race's Saints.
His 129,600 clones soon caught up to the two Saints …
"Jiang He!"
A shrill curse could be heard. "Our patriarch would never forgive you!"
Kaboom!
They self-destructed.
How horrific was the self-destruction of a Saint?
Dozens of planetary systems were reduced to nothingness. Caught off guard, Jiang He's clones were blown up, with three of them killed and dozens wounded.
The world rumbled as blood clouds wafted, and all worlds were covered in a hazy shade of blood.
"My clones …"
Jiang He was beside himself in grief.
As for the wounded ones … it did not matter. His clones knew everything he had learned, and with a flash of Eternity, his health was instantly restored to full.
Still, Jiang He's eyes lit up after his grief.
"Self-destruction?"
"If the Machine Race's Saint Realm experts can self-destruct, so can I … Furthermore, I have 129,597 clones. Not to mention the Godfiend Emperor, a round of self-destruction can blast the entire universe!"
Jiang He's gaze swept around him.
The self-destruction of a Saint was so powerful that dozens of planetary systems were wiped out.
Still, the machine race's territory was vast and there were many resources left to plunder. Hence, he split off three hundred clones to sweep through the machine race's planetary system, while he kept the remaining clones in the world in his body to search for the machine race's patriarch.
It was a pity that he could not find the patriarch even after searching through the machine race's territory!
"Could the machine race's patriarch not be home?"
"Why wouldn't he show up after I wrecked the machine race to this extent?"
"Since I can't find it … I'll go find the Godfiend Emperor first!"
With that thought in mind, Jiang He withdrew the other three hundred clones and disappeared with a whoosh, rushing toward the Gods and Demons.
…
At the same time, Grand Pure One, who was rushing to the Machinery Race, suddenly stopped. He looked at the blood-red color that filled the entire starry sky and felt the tremors of the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth. His face was filled with shock!
"The Sage has fallen!"
"The Machine Race's Second Saint … is dead?"
"Jiang He … killed them?"
Soon, Taishang regained his composure. He was aware that Jiang He had 129,600 Saints, and if that was the case, did it not make sense for him to kill two Saints of the machine race?
But what about the Machine Race's Patriarch?
Why didn't he make a move?
The moment the Grand Pure One sensed the phenomenon of the Saint's death, he was shocked when he sensed the death of the two Saints of the Machinery race, let alone the Godfiend Emperor and the others.
"Jiang He killed both Saints of the machine race?"
"This is impossible!"
"Jiang He is a newly ascended Saint and doesn't have such ability at all. Could it be that the Grand Pure One and the others had secretly made a move? What about the progenitor of the Mechanical Race? Why didn't he stop them? "
The Godfiend Emperor bellowed in rage, "Keep contacting the machine race!"
Even so, both of the machine race's Saints were dead …
All of the machine race had been turned upside down by their battle and self-destruction, while the other machine champions were killed by Jiang He's clone in passing … now that the machine race was leaderless, countless machine race members were wailing on the surviving planets. How could they care about the Gods and Demons?
Moreover …
It was the machine race's Second Saint who was in charge of contacting the Gods and Demons. Now that he was dead, what was the point of contacting them?
"Patriarch …"
The Demon Saint replied, "I can't reach him!"
Though the Godfiend Emperor was reluctant, he did not dare to act recklessly now that things had come to this.
He paused, mused to himself for a long time, and turned toward the Demon Saint, saying, "Go investigate the machine race's territory. The rest of you, follow me back to the Divine Realm!"
… …
Beyond the skies, in the depths of chaos, in the alternate dimension where a giant metal statue stood …
The white-haired elderly cyborg suddenly shuddered, a look of 'shock' and 'disbelief' appearing in his eyes.
"Dead?"
"My children … are dead?"
The machine race's first generation of citizens was created by the machine race's patriarch, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that the machine race's two Saints were his children.
The Mechanical Race that he created walked the path of scientific and technological cultivation.
Even so, he, the machine race's patriarch, was a pure machine civilization.
He was outside the heavens and could not sense the war in the Machine Race's territory. However, when the Machine Race's two Saints fell, he already knew. This … could be understood as him having left behind some strange "program" when he created the Machine Race's two Saints.
He even saw the image of the machine race's Two Saints before their fall.
That image was filled with a dense swarm of locusts, each of them exuding a frightening aura.
"What?"
"So … so many Saints?"
Ooom!
Right at this moment, a shadow appeared behind the Android that looked like an old man.
The silhouette was blurry and had no facial features. He said, "Fellow Daoist, I trust you have been well."
The machine race's patriarch regained his composure and looked straight at the silhouette. He could not help but mock, "Back then, you were a Dao Ancestor, the first Saint born in the heavens. Your future should have been boundless, but who would have thought that you would end up like this.
"Is eternity really that important?"
The machine race's patriarch sighed.
The blurry voice sighed. "You are a machine lifeform, an eternity on a different level of life. We were born from heaven and earth to pursue the Great Dao. I merely took a wrong step on the path of the Great Dao."
"Success is due to the heavens, and failure is also due to the heavens."
The machine race's patriarch commented, "If you do not break free from the shackles of the heavens, you will never be able to transcend and cultivate eternity."
"It's fine. Isn't becoming the heavens a different kind of eternity?"
The blurry silhouette then smiled. "The heavens are mine. Did you ask me if you want to summon your master back?"
The machine race's patriarch, however, showed no fear at all and sneered, "You have become the Heavenly Dao and become invincible across worlds, but this is the depths of Chaos. How much of your power would be left after being projected here?"
The machine race's patriarch suddenly attacked, instantly shattering the blurry silhouette.
He then knelt before the statue's feet again, muttering incantations and calling out …
…
Meanwhile, Jiang He was hurrying to the God Realm and the Demon Realm.
"Eh?"
He suddenly sensed a powerful aura …
"That's …"
"A Demon Saint?"
"It's around 180,000 light years away …"
The Demon Saint who had been sent to investigate the machine race's territory had sensed Jiang He's presence as well …
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