"What is that thing?" Many Princes and Goddesses were shocked. They could feel the fear in Can Feixue's words. Can Feixue was an unparalleled existence. She was almost invincible in the Great Sage Heavenly Emperor Realm. Only the Master of Order and similar existences could be compared to her.
And she was actually afraid of the hidden means in Xuanyuan's Celestial Avatar. From this, it could be seen that Xuanyuan's Celestial Avatar was extraordinary.
The Dao Armor of Heaven Wasteland's Son of Heaven Wasteland cracked and turned to dust. At this moment, God Son Long Zhu also charged into Xuanyuan's Celestial Avatar. He stood in front of God Son of Heaven Wasteland and said respectfully to Xuanyuan: "Saint Lord Xuanyuan, do not overdo it. Long Zhu thanks you in advance."
"Hehe, if that's the case, I'll let him go for the sake of Holy Son Long Zhu." Xuanyuan acted very calmly. He looked at Can Feixue and the others and said with a smile: "Now that the world is in turmoil, I came here to pay a visit to the Celestial Race and learn a thing or two. If there is any God Son or Goddess who is willing to teach me a thing or two, I will be honored."
Everyone was speechless. Can Feixue only hated that she was three cultivation levels higher than Xuanyuan. Otherwise, she would really want to fight with Xuanyuan.
God Son Long Zhu pulled God Son of Heaven Wasteland and said in a low voice: "Let's go and heal. When you reach the Heavenly Emperor Realm, killing him will be a piece of cake."
The God Son of Heaven Wasteland was enraged and filled with unwillingness. He felt that he had lost all his face. He was an existence at the Fifth Sky of Ancient Emperor Realm and had experienced thousands of battles. He had never lost, but today, he had lost to a Third Sky of Ancient Emperor Realm like Xuanyuan. How could he accept this?
Xuanyuan naturally wouldn't care about this bit of sullenness in his heart. As an emperor, if one was too fixated on success or failure, they would only fall into a demonic barrier. There was no invincible person in the world. Even if it was Xuanyuan himself, he had always been fleeing after being defeated, bringing his people to the outer realms. From the start of cultivation, he had always been fleeing.
"I didn't expect you to have improved so much. It seems like I was overthinking things. My horizons have been broadened today. Even in the 'Hongmeng Origins', this kind of thing rarely happens." The Thorn Goddess didn't seem to care in the slightest. She was afraid that her words would incur the disgust and hostility of the God Race.
"It's alright. If I were to face you, it would be difficult. I'm afraid we would have to fight to the death to determine the winner." Xuanyuan smiled.
"I feel that you have an extremely strong life-restoring technique. If I were to face you, I would still lose. I wouldn't be humiliating myself. I think it should be the Undying Heaven Defying Art. It's already quite complete." The Thorn Goddess's eyes were like torches. She had long seen through everything.
"Dear God Sons and Goddesses, do you have anything to teach me?" Xuanyuan smiled and asked again. The God Sons and Goddesses were silent. They knew the Thorn Goddess's methods. Even she felt that she would lose if she were to face Xuanyuan, let alone the others.
However, at this moment, Xuanyuan felt an inexplicable sense of danger. It turned out that the God Son of Heaven Wasteland's life force was burning and rapidly drying up. At the same time, he activated a terrifying Great Dao. It immediately enveloped Xuanyuan, making it impossible for him to react.
"Haha, this time, I will let you know how powerful I am. Live as long as the Heavens and Earth. Die." In an instant, the space enveloped by the Great Dao seemed to be separated from the Heaven and Earth.
The Thorn Goddess's expression changed. "What? This is a killing move. If you are unlucky, you will pay with your life. What are you doing, God Son of Heaven Wasteland? Are you tired of living?"
In an instant, Xuanyuan felt as if he had fallen into a swamp. He couldn't break free. The God Son of Heaven Wasteland had been accumulating power for a long time. How could he let Xuanyuan escape?
From within his body, his life force was draining at an extremely fast speed. In just a few seconds, Xuanyuan's hair had turned white. He had already lost a thousand years of his life. In just a moment, Xuanyuan would die.
"'God Son of Heaven Wasteland', you are courting death." The Holy Light on the surface of Xuanyuan's body became denser and denser. His body of flesh and blood was instantly replaced by the Holy Light. His original body turned into an eternal imprint and fused with the core of his' God of Faith '. He was not affected by the Heavens and Earth.
As the name implied, it could allow a person's lifespan to experience the same amount of time as the world. It was an extremely terrifying divine ability. In the blink of an eye, thousands of years had passed.
Xuanyuan's' God of Faith 'was enveloped by the Heavens and Earth, and the Holy Light became purer and purer.
The so called power of faith needed to be accumulated over a long period of time. Only after going through the test of countless years could one become a true god.
Since ancient times, there were countless people who were worshiped and worshiped. However, with the passage of time, some great powers were overthrown and no one worshiped them anymore. Thus, they disappeared in the annals of history. Moreover, whether a person's faith was firm or not required time to be tempered. There were some people who had faith, but if their faith didn't show itself for a long time, they would naturally be replaced by other existences.
In the blink of an eye, the power above the 'God of Faith' had experienced tens of thousands of years. Not only did it not decline, it had also become purer and purer. Xuanyuan's sincerity and feedback had already formed a virtuous cycle. The people who worshipped Xuanyuan all carried an incomparably sincere faith, and it was difficult for them to die out because of the passage of time.
The Heaven and Earth were like a huge furnace, constantly tempering Xuanyuan's' God of Faith '. Seeing this scene, Can Feixue shouted sternly: "God Son of Heaven Wasteland, enough is enough. Don't help the enemy's ferocious might."
"How is this possible? I want to refine him to death. I don't believe that his power of faith will not dissipate after a million years. I want him to understand what kind of thing he is." When the Heaven and Earth were used, the God Son of Heaven Wasteland was also rapidly aging. His life force was rapidly flowing away, and it was a competition of whose lifespan was longer.
Xuanyuan was very silent, he calmed his heart and used the God of Faith to feed back to all living beings. Under the envelopment of the Heaven and Earth, he began to understand a trace of the true meaning of time. Time flew past his fingertips, the vicissitudes of time, the ups and downs, everything seemed to be in his eyes. Originally, he could not experience all of this, his lifespan was only thirty thousand years, but now, with the 'God of Faith', he could feel it so clearly.
Following the passing of time, the 'God of Faith' was sharpened to become even purer, to the point that the power it gave back to all living beings who believed in Xuanyuan was even stronger.
Everyone felt that their bodies were glowing with holy light. Their respective Great Daos had improved, and the strength of their bodies had also increased by quite a bit.
From their hearts, the faith they had towards Xuanyuan became stronger and stronger. The God Son of Heaven Wasteland was not fighting against Xuanyuan, but against billions of living beings. The 'God of Faith' became stronger and stronger, it was the cheers of all living beings, it was a kind of joy in the hearts of billions of living beings.
Two hours passed, and the skin on the God Son of Heaven Wasteland's face drooped. His hair was white, and his expression was filled with despair. Not only did Xuanyuan's' God of Faith 'not weaken, it became even stronger. Boundless holy light illuminated the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, as if gods and buddhas had descended from the heavens. No one could have as pure power of faith as Xuanyuan.
Xuanyuan had thought that his' God of Faith 'had reached a bottleneck in order to improve, but he did not expect the God Son of Heaven Wasteland to help him.
The power of Living with Heaven and Earth was fading, and the God Son of Heaven Wasteland's life force was reaching its end. Every God Son and Goddess had a complicated expression on their faces, and a deep sorrow in their hearts. Xuanyuan was a Third Sky of Ancient Emperor, how could he be so strong? This defied all logic, and made them disheartened. Who else could compete with Xuanyuan?
When Xuanyuan's real body covered the 'God of Faith' again, the God Son of Heaven Wasteland could no longer use Living with Heaven and Earth. His Great Dao was weakening, and the battle qi in his body was drying up. He looked at the God Son of Heaven Wasteland with despair. Although his hair was white, and he had lost a thousand years of life, Xuanyuan gave off an ancient aura that seemed to have experienced countless years. There were gains and losses. He looked at the God Son of Heaven Wasteland and smiled, "Thank you, God Son of Heaven Wasteland, for using your own life to pave the way for me to become a Heavenly Emperor."
The Son of God of Heaven Wasteland let out a loud cry as he spat out a mouthful of blood. He fell from the sky and smashed onto the ground. His entire body twitched as his withered hands grabbed onto the ground. His turbid eyes were filled with dense hatred, unwillingness, and regret. However, all of this was already irreversible.
"I can't accept this, I can't accept this...."
As soon as he finished speaking, the God Son of Heaven Wasteland died, and his soul scattered. Everything had come to an end. This kind of death was incomparably sullen, and he died because of his own methods.
From the beginning to the end, Xuanyuan did not counterattack. He looked at the crowd and said, "The death of the God Son of Heaven Wasteland has nothing to do with me. He failed to ambush me, and in the end, he died because of his own methods."
"Indeed, it has nothing to do with you. Holy Lord Xuanyuan's methods are unparalleled. The God Race has nothing to teach you. Go find the Heavenly Court, the Underworld, and the Evil Race." The God Son of Long Zhu sighed.
"The God Son of Long Zhu has no confidence in the God Race. Isn't there one in front of us? It's the last disciple of the Desolate Era, Can Yun Wu." Xuanyuan's eyes were fearless. He looked at Can Feixue and smiled brightly.
"With the Heavenly Emperor Agreement, I can't attack you." Can Feixue knew that Xuanyuan was trying to get her to violate the agreement. She was not stupid. No matter how strong she was, she would die under the combined attack of the Great Sages of the Sky Emperors of the Central World. Although it was just a projection, it was precious.
"He must have eaten a bear's heart and a leopard's gall. He dares to challenge Can Feixue. He really doesn't know what's good for him." Some of the God Sons and Daughters laughed in disdain.
"Without the Heavenly Emperor Agreement, he definitely wouldn't dare. He can only say this to satisfy his craving."
Xuanyuan ignored them. He just looked at Can Feixue and said, "You can also suppress your cultivation level to the Fifth Heaven of Ancient Emperor Realm and fight me. I'll give you a handicap of two Heavens. How about that?"
Xuanyuan had long wanted to fight Can Feixue. He wanted to see how strong the Can Yun Wu behind her was.
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