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Chapter 2290

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The Origin City was located in the depths of the Void. It was chaotic, but it was different from the chaos of the Chaotic Universe. In the Void, light was born and extinguished, wind, frost, snow, and rain. It was as if the four seasons were changing, light and darkness intertwined, and life and death cycled.

A gigantic figure was sitting cross-legged in the middle of the void. Countless stars were revolving around this gigantic figure. It could be said that the entire void existed because of this gigantic figure. Leaving him would only lead to destruction.

This huge figure was surrounded by countless mysteries. Chains were faintly discernible. Those were the traces of the Great Dao. They intertwined and shuttled back and forth like dragons.

The huge figure was Demigod Sovereign. Legend had it that the Demigod Sovereign who guarded the Origin City knew everything that happened in the Primordial Spirit Battlefield. However, he would not interfere because his duty was to protect the Origin City. As long as the Demigod Sovereign of the Divine City did not interfere, he would not interfere.

Not interfering did not mean that he did not care. In fact, he had a great responsibility.

The Shen Clan, the Human Clan, and the various clans of the Origin Realm had been enemies for generations. The Shen Clan was ambitious and had always wanted to invade the Origin Realm and enslave the various clans. The current peace did not mean that the Shen Clan had given up on this plan.

Demigod Sovereign was constantly paying attention to the Shen Clan's movements. He did not need to see it with his own eyes. He could directly deduce the mysteries of the Heavens through the mysteries of the Chaotic Universe.

This time, Demigod Sovereign was once again trying to deduce the mysteries of the Heavens.

The traces of the Great Dao became clearer. Countless fluctuations of the Origin Source emerged. There seemed to be tides around Demigod Sovereign. Those were the tides of the Great Dao, the tides of the Origin Source. They were endless.

If there were cultivators, such as Great Emperors or even Sovereigns, who were watching from the side, they would definitely gain a great understanding and gain great benefits.

Demigod Sovereign's right thumb moved back and forth between his index and middle fingers. Every move was accompanied by waves of the Origin Source and the Great Dao.

His fingers moved faster and faster. His face, which seemed to be hidden in the clouds, flashed occasionally and a solemn expression could be seen.

All of a sudden, the sound of something cracking could be heard, like the sound of a bowstring being pulled to its limit and then snapped. At the same time, a muffled sound could be heard coming from inside of Demigod Paragon, like the sound of a cosmic drum being struck.

"The fate of the heavens has been concealed." A voice filled with charm rang out and reverberated through the void.

"Who is it? It obscures the secrets of heaven. " The second sentence rang out. Word by word, it was as if they had come to life, wandering in the void like dragons.

The mysteries of the heavens had always been very clear to demigods. But now, the mysteries of the heavens had become blurry. If one stood at the height of a demigod, they would be able to confirm that the mysteries of the heavens had been concealed. Someone had intentionally concealed the mysteries of the heavens.

To be able to make a Demigod Sovereign unable to deduce and conceal the heavenly secrets, one had to be at least a Demigod Sovereign.

The heavenly secrets that he had deduced were related to the Primordial Spirit battlefield. If the heavenly secrets were obscured, it meant that something big was about to happen on the Primordial Spirit battlefield. It would not be long.

After some thought, he came to a chilling conclusion based on the experience of the Demigod Sovereign.



A storm was coming!

For some unknown reason, the cultivators in the Origin City suddenly felt a sense of oppression. This feeling had come inexplicably without any source. It had appeared so suddenly.

After cultivating to the Great Emperor realm, there had already been a qualitative change in the level of life. They would more or less be able to sense the impending danger that was related to themselves. Especially when the danger was greater and closer, the sense would be more obvious.

The cultivators on the Origin City, no matter what race they were, no matter what their cultivation was, no matter what their strength was, all felt oppressed one after another. At first, they were not clear about this kind of oppressive feeling. They just felt that something bad was about to happen, but they could not find the source.

As for those who mainly cultivated more profound and mysterious Great Daos, their senses were even clearer.

For example, the number one on the Earth Carnage Ranking, the Life and Death Great Emperor, who mainly cultivated the Great Dao of Life and the Great Dao of Death, had a unique view of life and death. As long as it was related to life and death, his senses would be clearer than most people.

The Life and Death Great Emperor, who was walking in the depths of the Primordial Spirit battlefield, raised his head and looked into the distance. It was the direction of the Divine City. He judged that this oppressive feeling was related to the Divine City.

Or it could be said that it was related to the God Race.

The Life and Death Great Emperor's expression was a little solemn, but there was a little excitement in the middle of his brows. It was a kind of excitement of looking forward to something. His eyes shot out radiance, and his pupils were black and white. It was like a wheel of life and death as he looked in the direction of the Divine City.

"Come, come, all of you, come." The Life and Death Great Emperor muttered to himself. There was an indescribable fanaticism in his expression. "Let me comprehend the Great Dao between life and death."

The Blood Sword Emperor, Dong Xue, brought along a blood-red Sword Light that was like a tide. In an instant, it swept past the bodies of a few Star Beasts, killing them directly. Then, he looked in the direction of the Divine City. He mainly cultivated the Sword Dao and secondarily cultivated the Great Dao of Blood. Hence, he was more sensitive to danger than ordinary Great Emperors.

"Is something big going to happen?" Dong Xue seemed to be asking himself. He looked at the sword in his hand. There was a dazzling radiance that was like flowing blood on the sword. It seemed to be saying something. "Chi Xue, you can't hold back anymore?"

Chu Mu raised his head and looked at the sky. There was chaos, and he couldn't see the end of it.

"This oppressive feeling that makes it hard to breathe. Is there going to be a major change in the Primordial Spirit Battlefield?" Chu Mu thought to himself. Soon after, he looked in the direction of the Divine City. "Could it be related to the Shen Tribe?"

The Primordial Spirit Battlefield had existed for a long time. It had existed since the battle a million years ago. The longer one stayed in the Primordial Spirit Battlefield, the deeper one's understanding of the Primordial Spirit Battlefield. The feeling that appeared now was obviously a major change.

Then, what kind of major change would it be?

Was the Primordial Spirit Battlefield going to collapse?

Indeed, if the Primordial Spirit Battlefield collapsed all of a sudden, it would be enough to kill all the cultivators on the Primordial Spirit Battlefield, except for the Demigod Sovereigns.

However, would the Primordial Spirit Battlefield collapse?

Theoretically, it wouldn't. However, if the Primordial Spirit Battlefield suffered an overly powerful attack, it would definitely collapse. Then, what kind of attack would cause the Primordial Spirit Battlefield to collapse?

Without a doubt, only the Demigod Sovereigns could cause the Primordial Spirit Battlefield to collapse.

The first possibility was a battle between the Demigod Sovereigns.

The second possibility, Chu Mu thought of the Shen Tribe. That was, the Shen Tribe army was approaching again. They wanted to enter the Primordial Spirit Battlefield with the speed of lightning. They wanted to occupy the Primordial Spirit Battlefield and use it as a springboard to invade the Source Realm.

Both possibilities could not be ruled out. However, Chu Mu did not know which one it was.

If it was the first possibility, then he should run as far as he could. Otherwise, if he was one step too slow, he would only die.

If it was the second possibility, Chu Mu's eyes shone with a light called anticipation.

On one hand, he did not want the invasion of the Shen Tribe army, because it would cause great damage to the Source Realm. If things went wrong, the Source Realm might even be occupied by the Shen Tribe, causing great suffering and enslavement of all races.

However, on the other hand, he also hoped that the Shen Tribe army would arrive and a war would break out. The kind of war between races, the kind of war that belonged to the Origin World, was vast and magnificent. It would be an indescribable tempering for oneself. Many people, from birth to death, would not be able to experience such a tempering in their entire life.

Of course, many people would rather not experience such a tempering in their entire life because the mortality rate was too high. Even Great Sovereigns had the possibility of dying when participating in a war between races in the Origin World, let alone Great Emperors.

Chu Mu carefully sensed and calculated. In the end, he came to the conclusion that it was almost impossible for the Demigod Sovereigns to cause the Primordial Spirit Battlefield to collapse. Such a major change was likely to come from the Shen Tribe.

In other words, the Shen Tribe army was about to invade again.

However, Chu Mu was not so sure. After all, speculation was speculation. He hurriedly left the center of the Primordial Spirit Battlefield and flew back to the Origin City.

As soon as he returned to the seventh stronghold, Chu Mu received a message from the Origin City. It was the highest alert to prepare for war.

The content of the message was very short and simple. It was nothing more than to let every cultivator who belonged to the Origin City on the Primordial Spirit Battlefield pay attention and be prepared. Soon, a war with the Shen Tribe might break out.

After everyone received the message, there was an uproar.

"Is there going to be a war with the Shen Tribe?"

"It can't be, why would there be a war all of a sudden?"

"Nothing is impossible. Those bastards of the Shen Tribe are full of ambition. They want to invade our Origin World and enslave or kill us. I have cultivated for so many years, but I haven't killed many people of the Shen Tribe. This time, since the Shen Tribe dares to invade, I will kill them all."

"That's right, the damned Shen Tribe should be exterminated. Kill them all."

The experts of various races were filled with righteous indignation, but there were also some who were afraid.

"The Shen Tribe is so strong. If the army is mobilized, we are no match for them at all. No, I have to leave. I have to leave the Primordial Spirit Battlefield as soon as possible."

"The Shen Tribe and the Demon Tribe are superior to us in terms of life essence. Moreover, they have invaded the Origin World many times. Although we have been repelled, our Origin World has suffered heavy losses every time. Destroying the Shen Tribe is simply a joke. Now that the Shen Tribe army has not arrived, I have to leave as soon as possible and get far away from here."

As soon as the news of the highest alert to prepare for war came out, it caused a huge sensation. The effect of the sensation was different. Some people wanted to fight the Shen Tribe and kill a few more Shen Tribe experts. Even if they died, they would have no regrets. However, some people were the opposite. They felt fear and seized the time to leave the Primordial Spirit Battlefield and stay away from the Shen Tribe.

After all, the outbreak of a war between races was completely different from the mutual killing on the Primordial Spirit Battlefield.

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