Time flowed, and in the blink of an eye, more than 600,000 years had passed. But to Dongbo Xue Ying, who had cultivated for millions of years, this was not a long time. Still, he could feel the pressure, because the deadline for the third trial of refining the Black Gourd in a million years had already passed.
Black Fog Sea, Dongbo Monarch Residence.
"Very good." Dongbo Xue Ying stood there smiling happily. He looked at his son, Dongbo Yu, "You four, I have always been thinking who would be the first to step into stage three. Yu'er, you are the first. Not bad."
Four people stood obediently in front of him.
They were Dongbo Yu, Dongbo Qing Yao, and his two disciples, Mo Chong Yun and Jia Yun.
Dongbo Xue Ying's children had long since become stage two World Deities. His daughter was the disciple of Paragon Huo Cheng! As for his son, Dongbo Yu, he would often cultivate by Dongbo Xue Ying's side. After all, Dongbo Xue Ying was a Paragon. Unless a Ruler accepted him as a disciple, it was enough for him to teach him.
His disciples, Mo Chong Yun and Jia Yun, were even more talented. But they had only cultivated for a short period of time, and were probably close to reaching stage three.
Who would have thought that among the four, Dongbo Yu would be the first to reach stage three?
"You brat, you became a World Deity later than me. Later on, you became a stage two World Deity, and now, you became a stage three faster than me." Dongbo Qing Yao rubbed his brother's head. Dongbo Yu smiled. They had all cultivated for millions of years, and even their parents would not rub his head. Only his sister, Dongbo Qing Yao, rubbed his head. Dongbo Yu felt that it was very natural.
"Sis, it's not that I'm fast, it's that you're slow." Dongbo Yu chuckled.
"Hmph, just a few compliments, and you're so happy. Let's see who becomes a stage four World Deity first." Dongbo Qing Yao pouted. Their comprehension abilities were not bad, and they had excellent conditions. Becoming a stage four World Deity was indeed not a difficult matter. But 'Transcendence' was the true difficulty! Their mother, Jing Qiu, had always been stuck at the same level, while their father, Dongbo Xue Ying, was a heaven-defying freak. However, he was simply too heaven-defying, and had actually established his own Dao, which meant that he had to become a Sovereign before he could transcend.
"Congratulations, Senior Brother Yu." The child-like Mo Chong Yun bowed respectfully.
"Congratulations Senior Brother Yu," said Jia Yun.
At the same time, Dongbo Xue Ying was thinking about the formation inside the Black Gourd.
He had to admit that he had given it his all. He had even traveled to various places in the Divine World and the Abyss, whether it was the ruins, the mortal world, or the chaotic world in the Abyss. He hoped that different environments would give him different inspirations. Clearly, he had used all kinds of methods in order to refine the black gourd. If it were not for the fact that the Voidwalkers forbade others from helping him, he would have begged his Master to teach him a thing or two. However, he did not dare to do so, so he had to think of a way himself.
Even so, he had only comprehended the tip of the iceberg of the Black Gourd Formation. He was still unable to refine it.
However …
This was just the tip of the iceberg, but Dongbo Xue Ying's strength had increased significantly.
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Cultivator cosmos, territory of the Ancestor Mother Religion.
Within a vast palace hall.
Many figures were seated cross-legged on the ground. These figures were densely spread out, forming a circle. All of them were emitting a terrifying and vast aura. These figures were mainly divided into three categories. One of them was the huge fanged-hunk, Bloody Ruler Nile, and the others. Their bodies were towering and majestic. There was also a group of women. Their silhouettes were normal. The final category was the thin and weak ones. They even looked sickly and weak. Some had even wrapped themselves in their robes. Their bodies were shrouded in fog, preventing others from seeing them.
"The 18 Religious Leaders have gathered here." The huge fanged-hunk's voice was grand. It reverberated within the palace hall, "Our hometown is currently collapsing. Our three newly born Religious Leaders are temporarily unable to come over. Their thoughts will be conveyed by me."
"This time, Religious Leader Niko will also be participating in this gathering." The huge fanged-hunk turned to Bloody Ruler Nile by the side.
Bloody Ruler Nile was merely an incarnation that descended. Furthermore, his incarnation had concealed its aura and changed its appearance. It was impossible to tell that he was Bloody Ruler.
"Everyone should know that Religious Leader Niko did not hesitate to reincarnate when he was still a protector. Not only did he succeed, he even followed their cultivation system and became a Ruler." The huge fanged-hunk said, "Naturally, only I know which of the ten Rulers he is. I believe fellow Religious Leaders can understand."
"Mn." The other Religious Leaders looked at Bloody Ruler Nile. Their eyes were filled with admiration and passion.
A Ruler hidden within the enemy was much more useful than an ordinary Ruler!
Bloody Ruler had helped them in the dark, allowing them to obtain cultivation techniques more easily. If not for Bloody Ruler, the Ancestor Mother Religion would not have had such a huge harvest in the Cultivator Cosmos. After all, there were many secrets that ordinary Paragons did not know. Only the Rulers knew more. Relying on Bloody Ruler, the Ancestor Mother Religion had a deep understanding of the Cultivator Cosmos.
"This time, I believe everyone knows that the Cultivator Cosmos' Bloodshed God-Emperor is controlling that powerful array to sweep through the entire region. According to the speed and direction of his scouting, he'll reach our location within a few hundred thousand years." The huge fanged-hunk said, "Thus, we can't delay any longer."
"Mn."
"It's a pity …"
"If we were given more time, our comprehension of the laws and profound mysteries would be deeper."
"We can also gather more resources to give birth to more Religious Leaders in our hometown! Currently, there are quite a few protectors in our hometown who have reached this realm, yet they do not have the resources to break through. The cosmos is collapsing, and we can't gather resources at all. "
These Religious Leaders were sighing.
The collapse of their cosmos would be the final one. It was not a cycle of epochs.
"Yes."
The huge fanged-hunk nodded, "But we don't have time."
"Everyone has to admit that the Rulers of the Cultivator Cosmos are generally stronger than our Religious Leaders. They control the laws and profound mysteries, making their battles more unpredictable. We are comparatively more stupid. " The huge fanged-hunk said, "Naturally, their cosmos is still young, and there are few historical remains. There are few treasures left behind from the previous epochs. Our cosmos is much older, and has already collapsed. There are many more treasures left behind! "
"Yes! By relying on these treasures, we can definitely obtain victory! "
"We will definitely succeed in establishing the Ancestor Mother Altar."
"Even if they could refine new avatars, we can still rely on karma to find them and kill them one by one."
"They are too young, and have too few treasures."
These Religious Leaders were filled with killing intent.
They had no path of retreat.
Be it for their race or for themselves, they had to occupy this cosmos. They even had to establish the Ancestor Mother Altar, transforming the entire cosmos into a cultivation system suitable for them. Even though they were currently cultivating the 'laws and profound mysteries', their cultivation system was still their specialty. Furthermore, the cultivation system did not have a high requirement for the cosmos, and they could still cultivate it.
"Previously, Pang Yi became a Ruler in their Cultivator Cosmos, and later on, Monarch Green became a Ruler. This is a good thing for us." The huge fanged-hunk chuckled, "I believe that everyone has discovered the most precious treasure in this cosmos."
"Yes."
"The most precious treasure."
"They actually do not recognize it."
"It's no wonder. After all, this is only the eighth cosmos epoch. They are still too young."
The eyes of these Religious Leaders brightened.
"Primal Chaos Flying Ship." The huge fanged-hunk softly said, "A legendary Primal Chaos Flying Ship! The Cultivator Cosmos actually ranked it as the third of the five great historical remains. What a joke. This is much more precious than our Lake Heart Island historical remains and the Six Heavenly Wheel. We have only seen records of it in the sacred scripture. Who would have thought that we would see a true Primal Chaos Flying Ship in this cosmos. "
The five great historical remains of the Cultivator Cosmos.
First, the Lake Heart Island historical remains.
Second, the Six Heavenly Wheel.
Third, the Arcadia Flying Ship.
Fourth, the Moon Palace.
Fifth, a thatched hall.
"As long as we can obtain the Primal Chaos Flying Ship, with how mystical it is, we will have won half of this war." The huge fanged-hunk chuckled.
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