In just an instant, everyone in the Devouring Star broke out in a cold sweat. Their bodies were ice-cold and their skulls were trembling.
An extremely ominous premonition formed in everyone's hearts.
Through the Evil Eye, the Grave God projected the image she was seeing into the boundless darkness of the Star Eater, which was the Inner World where Peng Xiren and Wang Ling were.
Even though the outcome of the battle had yet to be decided.
However, it was as if the Grave Goddess could already foresee the ending.
"Xi Ren is going to lose … I knew this was a trap. This person is not easy to deal with. Sure enough, his weak aura was all an act, "the Grave Goddess said with a trembling voice.
Without further explanation, the hearts of Chihiro Chihiro, the Silver-Skinned Human King, Jiu Gong Xing Hui, and the other Silver-Skinned aliens sank at the same time.
"Senior, what should we do?"
Chiye Qiuku asked anxiously.
The situation seemed a little awkward.
This was because none of them dared to go out. Even if they did, they wouldn't be able to join the battle below.
Even if they joined the battle, they would only be cannon fodder.
Even the simplest method of delaying the battle didn't exist. It was the kind that would send them straight to their deaths.
However, under such circumstances, they knew that Peng Xiren's importance to them was self-evident.
They couldn't let anything happen to Peng Xiren at this critical moment.
The Heavenly Tomb had yet to open …
Currently, only Peng Xiren knew the location of the Heavenly Tomb.
The Grave God was still waiting for the opening of the Heavenly Tomb to fuse with the other half of his soul that had been separated from him for many years.
If Peng Xiren died at Wang Ling's hands at this time, everything would be over.
His evil eyes stared at the inner world.
His gaze pierced through the layers of space as he stared at the confrontation between Wang Ling and Peng Xiren from a god's perspective.
Wang Ling's ears twitched as if he had sensed something.
A pair of red eyes stared back.
The Grave Goddess was so frightened that she quickly retracted her gaze.
This youth was too terrifying …
It was unimaginably sharp.
"There's no other way. In this situation, I can only do my best to save them." The Grave Goddess suppressed the panic on her face and said with a frown.
"Senior, what do you want to do?" Akano Kumo's face twitched, and his whole body couldn't stop trembling.
Every time he thought about the moment when his head was pinched by that young man's clone, he would shiver in fear.
"In this situation, I can't leave the mountain directly. You guys can't be counted on … Therefore, I can only think of one way. "The Grave God said.
With Chiye Qihu and Silverskin Human King's realm, going there would be no different from courting death.
The Grave Goddess knew this very well.
However, although the two of them were weak, they would be of great use in the future.
Now was not the time to sacrifice them.
The Grave God had lived for so long in the history of cultivation and was even regarded as a devil by Dao Ancestor Wang back then. It was impossible for the Grave God to not have his own trump cards.
In the past, the Grave God had even planned several wars against the entire universe.
He attempted to conquer ten universes in order to build his ultimate cultivation universe empire.
However, such plans were repeatedly discovered and crushed by Dao Ancestor Wang.
The legions that were prepared in the past were also destroyed by Dao Ancestor Wang one by one.
However, after the Grave God's soul was separated and sealed, Dao Ancestor Wang believed that he was no longer a threat and did not pursue the matter further.
And it was precisely because of this that the Grave Goddess had a chance to make a comeback …
At this moment, the Grave Goddess closed her eyes and communicated with the things she had prepared for her conquest of the universe.
"Hydrogen slave …"
"Helium slave …"
"Lithium slave …"
"Beryllium slave …"
In his heart, she called out these familiar names one by one.
Not long after, on the battlefield in the distance, several blurry figures surrounded by primordial qi were suddenly teleported from the distant universe to the inner world where Wang Ling and Peng Xiren were.
They didn't have faces, and their bodies had a kind of obsidian luster. They were puppets refined from special materials.
The Grave God called them "slaves."
But in fact, they had been the most important part of the Grave God's plan to conquer the universe back then.
They were also known as ancient godly weapons!
Unfortunately, she didn't have many of them left.
Of the hundreds of millions of ancient godly weapons back then, there were now only a few hundred left.
The ones she had summoned were the ones closest to Earth.
But the Grave God felt that they should be enough to buy some time to rescue Peng Xiren.
The four ancient godly weapons that were closest to Earth arrived like meteorites. In an instant, there was a huge earthquake in the inner world, and all the buildings on Sun Island were destroyed in the blink of an eye.
A tsunami that was dozens of meters high swept over, creating a scene that looked like the end of the world.
The pitch-black humanoid ancient godly weapons were three meters tall. Standing in front of the human cultivators, they looked like giants.
The diamond-shaped floating heads had a high-tech feel to them; it was hard to imagine that they had actually been created tens of thousands of years ago.
Peng Xiren's and Wang Ling's pupils contracted at the same time.
They never thought that four ancient godly weapons would actually descend here.
This was also the first time Wang Ling had seen such strange, puppet-like life forms.
When the four ancient godly weapons landed, they created huge waves. Peng Xiren thought that he had found a chance to escape from this inner world.
However, Wang Ling grabbed him by the collar and picked him up like a little chick.
Wang Ling directly pulled out Peng Xiren's soul and held it in his palm.
Then, he put Songxia Galaxy's soul back into his original body and sent it out of the inner world.
This series of actions was very smooth and natural, as if he was replacing a SIM card or a cell phone battery.
At that moment, Peng Xiren's soul was in Wang Ling's hand.
For some reason, he felt like all the strength in his body had left him.
He didn't know what Wang Ling had done.
He just felt that his strength was draining away bit by bit …
At that moment, the four ancient godly weapons which the Grave God had sent over were his only hope.
Like comets crashing into the earth, they destroyed everything on the ground.
Wang Ling was glad that this was the inner world, otherwise who knew how many innocent people would have died because of this undeserved disaster.
"Boom!"
The next moment, a great battle broke out.
The four ancient godly weapons charged at Wang Ling in a battle formation.
As they attacked, they exploded with golden light, and their obsidian-like metal bodies gave off a dazzling golden luster. Like cannonballs, they gave off a spirit light that soared into the sky.
The spirit energy was like an ocean that flooded over like a great river.
Wang Ling was slightly astonished.
These ancient godly weapons were actually more powerful than that old god in the divine realm.
There were actually Dao Gods among them.
Wang Ling knew.
These things were just puppets.
So what realm had the master of these puppets been at back then?
The atmosphere suddenly became tense.
He stared at Peng Xiren and tried to get some information out of him.
In the end, Peng Xiren twisted his neck and just snorted at Wang Ling.
"…"
Forget it.
Wang Ling gave up on asking, and directly put Peng Xiren's soul into the King's Eye.
Now, his task was to get rid of these four ancient godly weapons as soon as possible!
Because Wang Ling could vaguely sense that because of the sudden arrival of the ancient godly weapons, the inner world was already on the verge of collapse.
Boom!
The four ancient godly weapons attacked from four directions, and fists the size of small mountains smashed into various parts of Wang Ling's body with the sound of shattering glass.
"How terrifying …" The Grave God observed the battle through the eyes of one of the ancient godly weapons.
The combined attack of the four ancient godly weapons just now was extremely accurate and aimed at vital parts.
But Wang Ling wasn't hurt at all.
Instead, it was their bodies that suffered from the backlash and broke apart.
"Is he even human? He's only sixteen years old!" Chiye Qiuhu's face was unsightly. He had thought that Wang Ling was an old monster who had lived through the ages, but after waking up, he learned from the Grave God that Wang Ling was indeed only sixteen years old.
He didn't feel good at all.
How could a sixteen-year-old be so invincible … to this extent?
He wasn't the reincarnation of Dao Ancestor Wang …
None of this seemed to make sense!
"Senior, you can't let this person off!" Chiye Qiuhu's thoughts were in a mess; he felt that Wang Ling had already become his nightmare.
Unless Wang Ling died, he wouldn't be able to live in peace for the rest of his life.
"I know this better than you." The Grave God's evil eyes were profound.
He was planning to use the ancient godly weapons to wear down Wang Ling.
These four ancient godly weapons were just the vanguard; more would arrive one after another in the distance.
…
After the four ancient godly weapons suffered a backlash from Wang Ling's body, their bodies shattered.
The cracks rapidly healed at a speed that was visible to the naked eye.
"The backlash didn't work?" Wang Ling raised his eyebrows when he saw this.
Sure enough, these strange life puppets weren't as simple as he had imagined.
But Wang Ling didn't intend to do it himself.
Considering that he still had to participate in the high school competition later on, if he did anything to these ancient godly weapons here, he would quickly use up all the one-off talismans he had on him.
So, Wang Ling sat on the ground with his back against the wall of the ruins.
With one hand on his knee, he assumed a posture of watching a show.
"Sword, come."
He called out softly, and a brown wooden sword abruptly appeared in the inner world.
"Sword Master, what do you want me to do?"
Jingke didn't take human form, but appeared in the shape of a sword in front of Wang Ling.
"Clear the field."
Wang Ling lightly stroked the blade of the sword as he gave the order.
…
These two simple words instantly put immense pressure on the Grave God, who was secretly observing from a distance.
This wasn't his first time seeing Jingke, and he felt that this peach wood sword was a little familiar … but he couldn't figure out where this Jingke had come from.
After receiving Wang Ling's order.
Jingke's whole body suddenly burst with brown spirit light.
"Do you also want to dance …"
The four ancient godly weapons had been floating in the air.
A monstrous brown spirit light was accompanied by the most powerful sword qi.
It was an overwhelming force that knocked them all down from the sky!
The sword pressure was earth-shattering, forming a kind of gravity that made it impossible for these ancient godly weapons to look down on them.
Wang Ling was moved by Jingke's lack of caution at this critical moment.
There were several times when this little guy deliberately pretended to be weak and wanted to merge with Bai Qiao …
Wang Ling just pretended to turn a blind eye to these things.
Fortunately, judging from Jingke's performance today, he clearly didn't intend to go easy on them.
Thus, the moment Jingke received Wang Ling's order …
He immediately put the four ancient godly weapons in their place. But this wasn't the end.
The power of the king of sword spirits was unfathomable.
"Clang!"
Hundreds of thousands of li long, the enormous brown sword qi turned into four beams of light that shot into the sky like laser cannons.
Because there were no outsiders in the Inner World, Jingke had a lot of room to act freely.
The seemingly indiscriminate attack of sword qi.
In fact, it was a charge aimed at the vitals.
The brown sword light attacked the heads of the four ancient godly weapons, hitting them squarely in the face.
With their heads injured, the ancient godly weapons seemed to lose the ability to move, and collapsed to the ground on the spot.
But the attack had only just begun.
Jingke, with his rich combat experience, didn't hold back at all.
The moment the four Ancient Divine Weapons fell, an ocean-like brown sword qi covered the sky and earth, slicing the four Ancient Divine Weapons apart.
"So decisive." The Grave God's eyebrows furrowed tightly.
This peach wood sword was too terrifying and decisive. Even though it had already hit the heads, it still cut the four ancient godly weapons up at its own pace.
In the blink of an eye.
His four ancient godly weapons had already been cut into countless tiny pieces like grains of sand, which were swept into the air by the wildly dancing sword wave.
"Can … can they be restored?" Chiye Qiuhu's eyes widened in shock.
He had never seen such a meticulous dismemberment …
They could actually be cut to the size of grains of sand.
It was simply as easy as crushing dry weeds and smashing rotten wood.
The Grave God was also astonished by this scene, but in the end, he just sneered. "It's not over yet."
In the next moment, the ancient godly weapons that had been cut to the size of grains of sand burst forth with dazzling golden light again, and spirit power soared into the sky and swept across the ground.
Although there weren't many of these ancient godly weapons left, each one had been painstakingly made by the Grave God, and all physical attacks were ineffective against them.
They also contained sword qi.
Not to mention being cut to the size of grains of sand.
Even if they were reduced to invisible iron sheets, as long as they had a cellular structure, they could be restored.
This was the horror of ancient godly weapons.
Their power came from chaos.
And chaos … meant infinity.
Looking at the reformed ancient godly weapons, Jingke frowned deeply.
This was his first time dealing with such monsters, and he had no experience at all.
But he wasn't afraid at all.
These were life forms that had been formed by extracting a special substance from chaos.
In theory, they were products of chaos.
Sword spirits were also born from chaos.
Nowadays, who didn't have something to do with chaos?
Since they were all born from chaos, there was nothing to be afraid of.
He had been with Wang Ling for many years and had learned so much.
Naturally, the things that he knew weren't limited to battle techniques.
Since sword qi didn't work …
Jingke knew that he had other ideas.
Buzz!
In the next moment, his peach wood sword hummed lightly and burst forth with even more dazzling light!
Two runes appeared on the body of the peach wood sword!
"Sword talismans?" The Grave God laughed. "Do you think talismans will work if sword qi doesn't work?"
Although ancient godly weapons weren't completely immune to talismans, they were still ninety percent immune.
In this world, there weren't many talismans that could be used to suppress ancient godly weapons.
But in the next moment, the two sword talismans that had appeared on Jingke's body rushed into the air and spread out into an inescapable net that enveloped all four ancient godly weapons.
In an instant, the auras of the four ancient godly weapons weakened!
They were entangled in the net and couldn't move.
"What …"
The Grave God was speechless with shock.
When he saw the words on the sword talismans, the shock in his heart was even more indescribable.
It wasn't very difficult to understand.
It said: Odd changes, even changes, the symbol depends on the quadrant …
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