Chapter 4655
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Eon God's eyes were filled with gratification and heartache as he helped Jian Wushuang up.
"You've matured." Eon God sighed with emotion. "You've grown from a little friend in Cloudy Palace to a true Eon God."
Jian Wushuang bitterly smiled. "I've been gone for five hundred thousand years. I don't know what will happen to the Divine Power Universe during this time."
Eon God smiled. "There's no need to worry. The rules of the Great Dao are different. The five hundred thousand years you've experienced might not be as long in another universe. There's still time."
He nodded thoughtfully. "There's still time …"
"Go back. I'll lead the way for you. The Divine Power Universe can't do without you." Eon God smiled. He stretched out a withered hand and pointed in a direction.
Jian Wushuang anxiously said, "Teacher, now that I've seen you in the turbulence of space-time, how can you not come back with me? You're the one the Divine Power Universe can't do without."
Eon God slowly shook his head. "There's no way to go back. My source is already exhausted. If I hadn't been waiting for you here, I would have already died."
As if to prove his words, Eon God's figure dimmed at a visible rate. The soles of his feet began to shatter like countless Star fragments.
Jian Wushuang was shocked. He hurriedly released his divine power in an attempt to stabilize Eon God's figure. But to no avail.
"The last thing I can do is to send you back to the Divine Power Universe." Eon God smiled and nodded. At the same time, he gently pushed Jian Wushuang away.
Jian Wushuang's eyes were red. He looked at Eon God's figure that had quietly scattered into the turbulence of space-time. He knew that there was no way to go back.
Countless tiny rays of light converged into a river that stretched into the infinite distance.
After adjusting his dejected mind, Jian Wushuang rushed into the distance.
The river of light formed by Eon God's body finally stopped in front of a vortex before completely dissipating.
Jian Wushuang didn't hesitate. He directly stepped into the vortex.
Countless rays of light wrapped around his body, turning into thousands of bolts of light that wrapped around his body.
He only felt an inexplicable formless pressure on his body, and then he had an epiphany. This was the Heavenly Dao Rule of the entire Divine Power Universe, and even if he had reached the Ancestor Realm, he could not violate it.
The darkness in front of him cleared up instantly. In the blue starry sky, a figure dressed as a black ranger stood there.
The surging divine power directly replenished his almost dried up meridians. The divine power derived from nearly a hundred star regions was all supplied to him.
Jian Wushuang slowly opened his eyes. Rules of the Great Dao flowed around him. Lightning snakes floated above his head like divine punishment. His majesty was unparalleled.
It had been 600,000 years, which was almost the same as the time he had spent cultivating in the Divine Power Universe. At this moment, Jian Wushuang felt uneasy.
He was worried that everything had changed.
After standing in place for a long time, Jian Wushuang finally decided to face it.
Jian Wushuang soon sensed that something was wrong as he shuttled through the desolate starfield.
There were close to ten thousand star fields and god kingdoms, yet there was not a single trace of life. It should be known that even in the far north of the universe, there were traces of people.
But how could there be no human sects living in this galaxy that was full of divine power and had no bad turbulence?
Could it be that in the years that he was gone, great changes had taken place?
With these questions in mind, Jian Wushuang flew through the starry sky. He wanted to rush to the outer-realm battlefield to see his old friends and some unfinished business.
Jian Wushuang finally sensed the aura of a Star Domain's Divine Kingdom after crossing hundreds of millions of star domains.
He arrived at a rather flourishing and vast star region nearby. It was filled with divine energy and was rather abundant in destiny. It was extremely suitable for cultivation and meditation.
Jian Wushuang strolled through the giant mountain and went straight to the biggest sect in the God Kingdom of this star sector — the Palm Sword True Sect.
It had some history. In the war of the catastrophe, the Palm Sword True Sect had sent out all seven supreme beings. Its head elder was a half-step invincible supreme being. He had a very brief discussion with Jian Wushuang.
Jian Wushuang went straight into the Palm Sword True Sect. But what surprised him was that there were nearly a hundred thousand disciples in the biggest sect in the God Kingdom, yet there was not a single ultimate dominator.
A sword-bearing boy with red lips and white teeth walked out from behind the mountain gate. He looked at Jian Wushuang and asked curiously, "Who are you? What's your business?"
"I'm a disciple of the God of Life Palace. I'm an old friend of your sect head. I'm here to ask about some things," Jian Wushuang cupped his hands and said.
A touch of sadness flashed through the sword-bearing boy's eyes. Then he looked up and said, "Senior, please go back. My sect head died in the outer-realm battlefield 200 years ago. The six elders also died together with him."
Jian Wushuang was stunned. He sighed in his heart and finally said, "I don't see any ultimate dominator disciples in your sect. Why is that?"
The sword-bearing boy continued, "The new God of Eternity has arrived and summoned the universe. Any ultimate dominator cultivator can go to the Cangwu Platform to listen to the Dao. The remaining hundred or so dominator senior brothers of my sect have already gone there."
When he heard this, he was stunned again. Soon, he understood. During the time he was gone, Qi Ting had become the new God of Eternity.
Jian Wushuang had no objections to this. After all, the godly power universe couldn't be without a master. Qi Ting was a generous and kind person. He also had the demeanor of a mighty lord. He was far more suitable to be the God of Eternity than him.
At the same time, he opened the Cangwu Platform to listen to the Cangwu Platform. This was actually a great act of kindness after the war of the catastrophe.
"Also, I want to ask you something. How many years has it been since the last war of the catastrophe?" He asked, feeling a little nervous.
"Two hundred and thirteen years, less than two hundred years," the sword-bearing boy said after pondering for a moment.
Jian Wushuang nodded with a smile. "If that's the case, I won't bother you any longer."
The sword-bearing boy lowered his head and smiled.
He took two steps back and stopped. Then, he turned around and faced the entire Palm Sword True Sect. A vast halo of divine power shone down from his body.
The sword-bearing boy felt warm all over. Then, the layers of shackles in his body broke through. Like bamboo shoots after a rain, his divine power crazily rose.
A beam of red light rose up and dyed the space within a dozen miles. Everything was shrouded in a hazy divine power.
The sword-bearing boy with red lips and white teeth shed his mortal body and directly entered the Supreme God Realm.
With a plop, he sat on the ground absentmindedly. Then, he stood up and looked into the distance.
In the misty clouds, there was no trace of the newcomer.
Above the starry sky, Jian Wushuang looked back at the True Sect and smiled helplessly.
"I'm already an ancestor …"
Under the vast sky, he had slept for six hundred thousand years. When he returned to the godly power universe, he had become an ancestor.
This time, he had really become an ancestor by sleeping.
Only two hundred years had passed. There was still time.
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