Qi Ting, who was surrounded by thousands of invisible Great Daos, stood high above the Chaos Spring's peak, emitting a demonic aura out of nowhere.
Chaotic energy swept across the entire Shattered Star Field like a river flowing in reverse.
All the Supreme-Beings actually felt a slight tremor in their hearts.
Feng Qi was about to stop when she saw the Chaos Spring's seal open, but she was shocked to find that she couldn't control the divine power in her body.
Long Yan and Long Chi's expressions changed. They also felt the Chaos Spring's bottomless black abyss that wanted to drag them all in.
Feng Qi suddenly looked towards the shattered sky, and she saw that a strange figure had suddenly appeared behind Qi Ting. Its facial features were extremely faint, as if it hadn't grown out yet.
All the Supremes' hearts sank, and the divine power in their bodies poured out uncontrollably.
After absorbing the divine power of nearly one hundred and fifty thousand high-level Supremes, the strange body behind Qi Ting grew facial features, hair, meridians, and organs at a visible speed.
Qi Ting, who looked kind and benevolent, also revealed his ugly face at this moment. He looked at them darkly and madly.
"It's your great honor to be able to become one with my clay idol. Why do you have to resist?" Qi Ting said intoxicatedly.
Feng Qi said furiously, "You son of a b * tch! You alone killed more cultivators than the entire Virtual Universe. You should be hacked into pieces!"
Qi Ting smiled strangely and slowly bent down. "As I said, it's your honor and your destiny. Only when you make some contributions to me will I show you mercy and let you see a more mysterious realm."
"At that time, you will realize how sad it is to be stuck in your old ways."
Every Supremes' body was rapidly deteriorating, and their cultivation levels began to drop.
Even Feng Qi, who was a half-step Ancestor, felt her cultivation level drop.
She tried to break free from that terrifying power, but found it useless. She couldn't even use her divine power.
Long Yan and Long Chi were the same. They looked at the sky in despair.
As Qi Ting absorbed the divine power, the strange body behind him continued to fill up. Its facial features gradually became more upright, and its black hair reached past its shoulders. Countless fine meridians began to meander under its skin.
At the same time, the Great Dao that symbolized the ancestral level began to descend upon him.
That immense God power was like a deep sea. The energy that made people's hearts palpitate emerged from the pores of that body.
All of the Utmost Exalted had personally witnessed the birth of an Ancestor-level expert.
Everything was too inconceivable. The universe's destiny could only support one ancestor at most, so how could it give birth to two?
In the next moment, the entire Cangwu Platform, as well as the Stellar Domain, was unable to withstand the arrival of the two Ancestor-level existences and directly shattered.
That strange physical body had gained sentience the moment it reached the Ancestor level.
The fate of the universe and the infinite divine power were sucked into his mouth. His face, which was exactly the same as Qi Ting's, flashed with greed.
Looking at the fully formed clay figurines, Qi Ting nodded with satisfaction and said excitedly, "Now, use your bodies to make your last contribution."
As soon as he finished speaking, countless rays of Yang energy emerged from the center of his palm. The energy was enough to cover the sky as it pressed down heavily.
Feng Qi, who had already weakened to the point of falling to the Utmost Exalted level, had no power to fight back. She could only watch as she perished.
However, in the next moment, an even more vast and mysterious God power suddenly swept over. Like a biting cold wind, it directly crushed the net-like Yang energy.
Qi Ting suddenly turned his head and viciously looked in the direction of the attack. His pupils constricted.
In the completely shattered void, a total of nearly 50,000 Utmost Exalted broke through the fog and came over with earth-shattering might.
At the forefront of this majestic army, Blood Wave Sovereign, Nine Tribulations King, Giant Axe Sovereign, and other representatives of the Divine Palace of Life had all moved out.
At the same time, at the forefront of the army, two figures completely covered in large black robes gave Qi Ting an invisible pressure.
"Old man Qi Ting, you should know that even though you are an Ancestor-level expert, you only have one life."
A majestic voice that carried the punishment of the Nine Heavens resounded. The mysterious figure at the forefront slowly pulled down the hood on his head, revealing a determined and pure face. Brilliant golden patterns floated in his hair, making him look like a majestic God that could not be looked directly at.
"Jian Wushuang! How could it be you?! "Qi Ting cried out involuntarily.
At this moment, the hundreds of thousands of Supreme-Beings who were trapped and plunged into great despair were overjoyed.
Even though Jian Wushuang had disappeared for nearly 300 years, his appearance was still like a reassuring pill to everyone.
"If it weren't for me, were you planning to wipe out the entire Divine Power Universe?"
Jian Wushuang took a step forward, and an almost crushing God power swept out like a heavenly river.
Ancestor-level aura!
Feng Qi's beautiful eyes widened, and she looked at Jian Wushuang in disbelief.
He had only disappeared for 300 years. How could he become an Ancestor-level existence in such a short period of time?!
Qi Ting's face was extremely gloomy. He suddenly flicked his sleeve to offset Jian Wushuang's influence.
At the same time, he already had the idea of retreating.
Qi Ting had seen Jian Wushuang's ferocity clearly in the last battle. He was a terrifying existence who could kill Virtual Gods with the strength of a half-Ancestor-level expert.
Now that he was an Ancestor-level expert, his strength had probably long surpassed the restraints of the universe's rules.
Thinking of this, Qi Ting directly pushed the clay idol and tried to escape.
"Buzz …"
A wave of black ripples spread out between heaven and earth. Under the loose black robe, the face of the Elderly Supremacy appeared.
Qi Ting's figure paused on the spot for a moment.
Jian Wushuang's brows were tightly knitted, and the Tai Luo Sword in his hand was already slashing down.
The unparalleled sword ray that had the power to split heaven and earth directly slashed at Qi Ting.
Qi Ting had no choice but to grit his teeth and face Jian Wushuang.
"Jian Wushuang, if you leave now, I'll let bygones be bygones. If you persist in going about things the wrong way, only death awaits you!"
He said fiercely as he slammed out a palm, and the infinite power of Yang offset the sword ray.
Jian Wushuang smiled coldly. "If you destroy your own origin now, I can forgive the crime of exterminating your Qilin Clan. Otherwise, I'll kill everyone in your clan!"
"Jian Wushuang, do you really think you're a match for me?" Qi Ting was furious and slammed his palm toward Jian Wushuang. "Die for me!"
At the same time, the strange clay idol behind him also smiled strangely. It manipulated its still stiff body and also slammed down with a palm.
The aura that was as deep as the abyss was completely revealed.
Jian Wushuang used the Tai Luo Sword to block in front of him and broke through the Ancestor-level power that was coming at him at the same time. His Sword Dao, which had long reached perfection, suddenly rushed toward the clay idol closest to him.
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