These mysterious civilizations that had emerged from the very beginning of the universe seemed to symbolize the profundity and endless fear of the universe itself.
Just by standing there motionlessly, they gave people a great sense of pressure and fear.
This kind of fear came completely from the spiritual level, especially when it was beyond the common sense of an ordinary person …
For example, before Wang Ling had appeared, Leng Ming had been intimidated by this mysterious and unfathomable power.
It was as if it could directly penetrate the depths of one's mind.
It wasn't until Wang Ling had appeared that Leng Ming's gradual loss of reason was forcibly pulled back.
The spiritual pressure exerted by the ancient rulers could be said to be natural; this was an innate ability that they had as the creators of the early universe civilizations.
If one spent too much time with these ancient gods in the same space, it was extremely easy for one's mind to collapse. Once this collapse reached a certain threshold, one would completely lose their mind.
Wang Ling counted the "Immortals" who had been summoned by the resurrected God of the Grave.
There were more than eighty of them.
These Eternal Beings were cloaked in holy shimmering light and shrouded in golden holy light. They didn't seem to have the slightest evil aura, and were like gods of the old universe, exuding an indescribable majesty.
The Primordial Immortals moved their countless tentacles slowly forward. Wang Ling's face was as calm as an ancient well, but Wang Nuan looked very uneasy.
Seeing this, Leng Ming transformed back into his Xiaocao form and stood on Little Girl Nuan's head. Like a protective talisman, he emitted a green protective sword membrane.
Even though Wang Ling was here, the scene in front of him still made Leng Ming feel uneasy.
He had chosen to protect Wang Nuan as a double insurance to avoid a situation where he couldn't take care of Wang Nuan if a fight broke out later.
This small action was exceptionally heartwarming.
It made Wang Ling even more certain of his decision to choose Leng Ming back then.
Wang Ling paused at the top of this ancient mountain for a moment.
Gazing at the Eternal Beings who were wriggling toward him, he could indeed feel an increasingly powerful spiritual pressure. This supreme dark world, which was on the verge of collapse, had reached a strange balance with this group of summoned ancient rulers.
Darkness, holy light, chaos, decay … these complex forces were intertwined.
At that moment, apart from these old rulers and Wang Ling's group, there were no other living beings in the supreme world.
But as he stood on the ancient mountain, he could clearly hear the screeching of countless crows in front of him, which sounded like the moans and cries of witches, constantly reverberating in his ears.
It was indeed an extraordinary item.
Wang Ling couldn't help but sigh with emotion.
After all, in this universe, apart from the nightmare of not having Crispy Noodle Snacks to eat, there were very few things that could give him enormous pressure.
However, the pressure exerted by the Great Old Ones in front of him was real.
It was like he had never felt pain since he was a child, but now … he finally felt like he had been bitten by a mosquito!
Chi!
In the distance, under the illumination of the holy light, these Primordial Eternals who were slowly moving forward turned into layers of black shadows. It was hard to tell which one was real and which was real.
With a hum, one of the Primordial Immortals suddenly appeared in front of Wang Ling and Wang Ling from a great distance away in a flash.
Boom!
There was a loud noise, and a powerful aura of chaos filled the air. It was incomparably dazzling, with the smell of annihilation!
A huge pillar of light erupted with heat and powerful energy. Wang Ling raised his hand and cut off this blazing light of annihilation.
With just a light wave of his hand, it had the effect of parting the sea, and the energy of annihilation instantly dispersed.
Wang Ling never thought that these Primordial Immortals would actually try to destroy him in this way.
This further proved that the Grave God, who was about to awaken and evolve into its second form, wasn't an ordinary "old ruler."
It was very likely that it was a top existence among the Great Old Ones, or perhaps a powerful Outer God.
Or perhaps it was the head of the legendary omniscient and omnipotent Demon Gods, the so-called Core Source of Chaos?
Wang Ling was suddenly a little curious about the Grave God's growth.
These Primordial Immortals in front of him weren't weak, and even the patriarchs of those Dao God-level clans in the Domain of the Gods wouldn't be easy to deal with.
But these Primordial Immortals seemed to have gone mad, and were using this self-destructive method to try to drag Wang Ling down to hell with them.
Wang Ling took a deep breath.
When the second Primordial Immortal self-destructed in front of his eyes, he felt that he couldn't wait any longer.
Because if he continued to self-destruct like this, he felt that it would scare Little Girl Nuan.
In addition to being very strong, these Primordial Immortals actually had one thing in common: they were ugly.
His little sister had just been born; it would be terrible if she was traumatized by her childhood.
But the truth was that these Primordial Immortals had in fact only just been born after being summoned …
They didn't know that what they were about to face would also be traumatized by their childhood.
At that moment, Wang Ling stood on the ancient mountain, a golden aura flowing around him. He wasn't a tall teenager, but his body exuded a great sense of majesty.
As the Red Centipede spun, the three-petaled golden lotus in his eyes bloomed, and an overwhelming sense of oppression engulfed everything in front of him like raging waves!
As far as the eye could see, everything was reduced to ashes!
No one could withstand Wang Ling's destructive power. The benevolent and amiable attitudes of these Primordial Immortals, who were draped in golden holy light, began to completely change. They lost their last bit of dignity, and their shrill screams made all living beings tremble.
Wang Ling's eyes emitted a terrifying beam of destruction.
The astonishing power of the Pupil seemed to have the power to reach eternity, and it could destroy everything!
This gaze could be said to be impeccable. His gaze swept across the sky like a bolt of lightning to destroy the world, and the summoned Primordial Immortals fell to their knees.
It didn't matter how distinguished they used to be, or how powerful the legendary gods they were.
In front of Wang Ling, they could only kneel.
In an instant, all the Primordial Immortals died. They disappeared in their own holy light and were annihilated into ashes.
The moment the King's Eye released its power of the Pupil …
The evolving Grave God had mobilized these Primordial Immortals in front of him to fend off this fatal attack.
Wang Ling didn't want to let the Grave God off. He stared in her direction and tried to gather his power of the Pupil again.
However, the Grave God's resistance was even fiercer than he had imagined.
In this supreme world, countless dark doors opened again, and a nameless fog formed in the air. This was a fog that ordinary eyes couldn't penetrate, and anyone who fell into it would be surrounded by darkness.
Then, they would instantly lose all sense of reason.
Strange creatures with giant compound eyes and countless tentacles around their bodies poured out of the door in droves. Like a swarm of bees coming out of their nest, they charged in Wang Ling's direction with no regard for their lives.
This was another type of Primordial Immortal, and was called the "Ultimate Hunter."
They weren't as big as the previous Primordial Immortals, but there were so many of them. Even though they knew they were going to die, they still blew their horns in Wang Ling's direction.
Ah Nuan would definitely be afraid …
Wang Ling couldn't help feeling a little worried.
He tilted his head slightly and watched Ah Nuan's expression closely.
At that moment, Little Girl Nuan was staring at these strange creatures flying at her at top speed, sucking her fingers and swallowing …
Wang Ling: "?"
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