Divine Dao Star's Star Lord was pressed firmly into the throne. His face turned red as he felt the greatest humiliation. Since he had taken control of Divine Dao Star, no one had ever dared to treat him like this. But now, a high school student who had been born on Earth, which he had originally regarded as an inferior planet, was actually pressing him down on the throne and making him unable to move.
He was furious, but there was nothing he could do.
At that moment, Wang Ling suddenly heard a voice coming from the throne under Star Lord.
Although Divine Dao Star Lord was pressed down on the throne and couldn't move, the throne slowly turned around to face Wang Ling. At the same time, an emotionless human face appeared on the back of the throne. "I miscalculated, I never thought that there would be someone like you on Earth … no, in the universe."
As the throne spoke, the fluctuations of godly power in the surroundings completely calmed down.
Wang Ling stared at the throne. Earlier, he had felt that it had an unusual origin, but he had never thought that it would actually have its own consciousness. Furthermore, this wasn't the smell of an artifact spirit, and was completely different from one.
What was this?
God?
Or was there another name for it?
The universe was so big, and there were too many things Wang Ling didn't understand.
But he didn't care what this throne was.
Whether it was a god or a devil.
Since it had disturbed him, he would just destroy it.
"You're no ordinary person. With such formidable strength, even in our Divine Dao, you're a one-in-a-million Supreme Divinity. But you won't be able to live on today. It's all my fault for indulging Shentian too much … He only has one Divine Dao, so naturally, he's no match for you. " The human face on the back of the throne spoke without a trace of emotion, which was what was truly terrifying.
The Shentian he spoke of was the name of Divine Dao Star's Star Lord.
"Then what on earth are you? An artifact spirit? "At that moment, Bai Qiao spoke from the front.
The human face on the throne smiled. Golden light burst out around him, and starry specks that looked like petals hovered around him like a lofty god.
"God is me, and I am God … You mere cultivators from Earth have never touched the God Realm, so naturally, you don't know what God is. The funniest thing is that you actually have a place called the God's Domain … "The throne sneered." There is neither the reality of a god nor the power of a god, yet you enjoy the name of a god. You will definitely suffer a backlash. "
The throne spoke confidently and lightly, completely disregarding Wang Ling and Bai Qiao.
"The real God Realm is at the edge of the universe, a place you will never be able to reach. If you hadn't set up a God Realm and impersonated the Gods, you wouldn't have suffered such divine wrath. " The throne spoke tirelessly. He pointed out the crux of the contradiction and pointed all the spearheads at the "God's Domain", which was originally the place where cultivators ascended.
Wang Ling didn't understand the meaning of god.
He had never seen a real god.
This was all relative.
To ordinary people, Soul Formation stage cultivators were already considered gods.
For Soul Formation cultivators, the gods in their hearts might be True Immortals.
As for those at the True Immortal level, they yearned for the Immortal Supremacy level and the God Domain …
Since ancient times, cultivators had never stopped pursuing realms.
To sum it up in simple and easy to understand terms, whoever was stronger was a god.
Star Lord of Divine Dao Star seemed to have been silenced by the throne. Only then did Wang Ling realize that this Star Lord was in fact also a puppet, and his real opponent was actually the throne beneath him.
"Are you going to kill yourself, or wait for me to do it?" The throne spoke. Its voice reached the horizon, as if it had come from the center of the universe.
It deliberately used this godly pressure to attack Wang Ling. Wang Ling indeed felt the pressure, but it wasn't enough to make him kneel.
"Do it, it's too troublesome." Wang Ling stared at the throne as he spoke telepathically.
"What do you mean?" The throne was impatient.
Several gems on the armrests burst forth with light, and as he pointed forward, a beam of light as thick as a thigh shot forward, accompanied by a thunderous roar that shook the entire golden palace.
But in the next moment, this godly light was split in two.
"What's that?" The human face on the back of the throne frowned.
He fixed his eyes on the youngster, and saw that a peach wood sword had actually appeared in his hand.
Wang Ling had already said the line "sword, come" countless times, and was now actually a little tired of it.
It had been a good summer vacation, but one trouble after another had attacked him. This divine realm was a little in need of a beating.
He didn't care what this throne's background was.
In this world, apart from Mother Juan's food and Super Chen's mouth, there was nothing else that could make Wang Ling's heart tremble. Even the godly pressure released by this throne from the real divine realm didn't make him feel the slightest bit timid.
The throne didn't make a move because it sensed a trace of strangeness from the young man's calm and collected posture …
The face on the back of the throne was very solemn as it stared at the youngster in front of it.
The youngster slowly walked over to the golden divine pillar in the palace and sat down. One arm casually rested on his knee as he leaned against the pillar and sighed softly.
"This sitting posture …" At that moment, the throne turned pale with fright.
It actually saw a familiar figure in this sitting posture.
That was impossible …
This person was already gone!
The face on the back of the throne kept changing. It stared at the youngster with its all-seeing divine eyes, but all it saw was that the youngster's past life and future were actually nothingness that it couldn't see through at all.
Wang Ling smiled.
He knew that the throne was looking at him.
But even he himself couldn't see through his past and future, let alone this broken throne.
"It's time to end this." Wang Ling turned his gaze to the throne. At that moment, the throne no longer had its previous arrogance.
A very dangerous feeling lingered in the throne's heart.
Wang Ling gently tossed the peach wood sword in his hand into the air, and it released a dense godly power!
"The power of Divine Way …" The throne looked incredulous. "You gave the power of Divine Way to your sword spirit?"
"No."
Wang Ling shook his head, his cold voice echoing in the air. "It's just supplementary lessons."
The throne: "Supplementary lessons???"
Wang Ling: "If I can learn it, my sword spirit can naturally learn it too."
The truth was that in the few dozen seconds it had taken for Wang Ling to summon Jingke, cut off that divine light, and sit down, the supplementary lessons had already been completed.
The reason why Wang Ling had tossed Jingke into the air now was so that Jingke and Bai Qiao could resonate.
When the sword and the scabbard approached each other, their memories would merge into one! The power of Divine Way would then be split into two!
"So, I don't need to do anything at all." Wang Ling stared at the throne, his expression as calm as an ancient well.
At that moment, Bai Qiao, who understood Wang Ling's meaning, turned into a scabbard for the first time.
It was Jingke who hesitated a little in the air … He had never been in a scabbard before, and for a moment, he was a little shy, and the sword glowed red …
Bai Qiao was a little impatient. "Cut the crap! Hurry up and get in! "
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