Before the attack on Dust High Sky, some of the commoners of other races were also puzzled. How could a powerhouse like Yang Tailun, who had Divine Right, be defeated? The Wheel of Karma could not be attacked at all. Neither physical skills nor spells were effective against Yang Tailun. Under such circumstances, Yang Tailun was already in an invincible position. The Gods of Dust High Sky all had different Divine Right like him. How could they win?
No one could answer this question.
However.
The Human Emperor's wife, The White Beauty, had already provided a very good answer to the method of defeating Yang Tailun.
It was not necessary to "kill" to be defeated. There were many ways to defeat a person.
Ice, confinement, isolation, exile.
Winning did not mean killing the opponent. Even if the enemy's strength was equal and you were slightly better, it was still a victory. No one knew what Divine Right the Gods had. However, the mages who had the confidence to challenge the Gods naturally had their own trump cards.
It was like those who felt that "they were still one level away". They would not even come, lest they die in vain.
In this battle.
The opponent's Gods were unknown. Similarly, they themselves had unknown powers as their trump cards. No one knew what the final result of the battle would be. Everyone felt that they had to participate in this historical moment. If they missed it, they would regret it for life.
However.
It was not so easy to enter Dust High Sky.
The Gods were not so easy to challenge.
Tang Shidao stepped onto the 200th floor. The Gods of Dust High Sky did not react. They allowed Tang Shidao to slowly reshape and build a new order. More and more challengers gathered. Dust High Sky still did not respond. However, when the reshaping work was completed and Tang Shidao was ready to enter the 201st floor, the Gods reacted.
"My name is Yang Taiqi."
A simple appearance.
A simple registration.
When everyone heard this, most of the mages had a feeling of emotional collapse. It was as if they had seen the defeat of the war, the fall of their race, and the collapse of the heavens. This was not an ordinary sensory effect. At this moment, they were really "experiencing" this sadness. It was as if they had entered the "future" and experienced it personally.
The powerhouses present, even the elementals and the Magic Puppet race, were no exception. This kind of "sadness" was completely real. You could feel it whether you had feelings or not.
The gatekeeper of Dust High Sky was a battle puppet.
It was crying.
At this moment, it was also immersed in the sorrow of 'failing to guard the gate, and ten thousand people passing the stage', unable to extricate itself. It really wanted to stop grieving and return to its duty as a guardian. However, as soon as it thought this, it immediately felt more failures. At this moment, the more it wanted to guard, the more failures it felt. Quietly weeping and not doing anything could reduce its grief.
"Some of you are not qualified," Yang Taiqi added.
At this moment.
Hearing this, many mages wailed and knelt down, as if they had done something they would regret for the rest of their lives. They could not stop themselves from crying. The others were also affected, but they did not lose their composure like this. They all knew that this kind of 'attack' couldn't be defended against. It all depended on how one dealt with it.
High Dust Sky's stage wasn't good.
If you're not strong enough, you won't even be able to finish walking the middle steps.
"High Dust never rejects challenges, but High Dust rejects weaklings and mediocre people. Especially those who want to muddle their way through. "Yang Taiwept for the third time.
At this moment.
Some Collapse characters appeared in the crowd. No one attacked them. They withered naturally.
It was as if their souls and bodies were in complete despair. They did not even have the motivation to maintain their 'survival'. This kind of grief and grief had exceeded their limits. They could not even survive.
Damage without injury.
Death without killing.
This was the power of the Gods. Their power could not only affect mortals, but could also affect the mages who were infinitely close to the Gods. As Yang Taiqi said, weaklings and mediocre people were not qualified to enter High Dust Sky. Muddling their way through was courting death.
At this moment.
The people who were watching through mechanical golems and summoned beasts were stunned.
They were no strangers to the mages who had fallen to the ground. These people were already famous in High Dust Sky and High Dust Sky. However, in front of the Gods of High Dust Sky, they were no different from mortals. They could be killed on the spot without even lifting a finger. Thinking of the Gods' Theocracy, Yang Tailun's' Wheel of Karma 'was not the most terrifying. This Yang Taiqi's Theocracy seemed to be much more terrifying.
One had to know.
He had not yet attacked with his full strength. He was only 'screening' the challengers who were not qualified.
"The threshold of High Dust Sky is higher than expected." The sorrowful crowd of the New God Alliance was watching. Only now did they realize that they were right not to go.
If they had really gone, they would have fallen to the ground and fallen to the ground.
High Dust Sky 'looked down' on everything below High Dust Sky. It really had its reasons to look down on all living beings.
In front of the power of Theocracy, all living beings were ants.
"Yes, but …"
In the scene, some people fell to the ground and died. Some people knelt in grief. Some people trembled and wept softly. However, there were exceptions. In front of Yang Taiqi, there was a group of people who looked calm. There was not the slightest change in their emotions. Or rather, they were also affected. However, they eliminated this effect in an instant.
The Gods of High Dust Sky, the Gods' Theocracy … they were fearless.
More importantly.
The Human Emperor.
At this moment, the Human Emperor yawned softly. It was as if he felt that the 'performance' in front of him was very boring. He was almost about to doze off.
His attitude said it all.
In the face of the attack of Theocracy, the Human Emperor must have been 'affected'. However, the impact of this kind of attack was obvious just by looking at the Human Emperor's appearance. Unlike the group of sorcerers who remained calm, the Human Emperor did not seem to care at all. It could be seen that the Human Emperor's solution was better. Yang Taiqi's power could not affect him.
"Let's go." Yang Taiqi did not attack. He was only here to screen the challengers. The real battle had not yet begun.
Hearing this, the crowd was not surprised.
Slow steps, slow steps.
At this moment, Tang Shidao, The White Beauty, and the Mermaid were the first to walk in. Then, the other mysterious figures walked in. Their sense of power was not lower than Tang Shidao's. However, they did not fight for the first position. Firstly, they did not care. Secondly, they knew that it was the Human Emperor who had initiated this challenge. They should let the Human Emperor go first.
Not long after.
The crowd slowly walked past. It was the turn of a group of special people.
Meimo, Lan Ji, Wu Yue-er, Bai Bi, and the Lake Immortal were the team of sorcerers. There was also Jackie, Luan, and Qi Qiao, the 'Three Great Swords' team. There was also a group of void sorcerers with them. They did not have names or identities, but their sense of power was also at this level.
When this group of people entered.
Suddenly.
Yang Taiqi spoke: "If you want to live in High Dust, there are two paths. One, become an apostle of the Gods. Two, have Theocracy. You do not have Theocracy. The Gods allow you to enter and challenge, but that does not mean you are allowed to stay. I repeat, High Dust rejects the weak and the mediocre. If you fail the challenge and do not die, it is best to leave. Otherwise, the Gods will not pity the losers. "
"Is that so?" Meimo replied indifferently. She ignored him and slowly walked past Yang Taiqi.
These words seemed to be a reminder, but also a warning.
No matter the reason.
At this moment, no one would back down. This was a turning point in history. If they missed it, they would miss it forever. As a sorcerer, there was nothing more meaningful than challenging the strongest of the Gods. Therefore, no one stopped. They all ignored him and walked past.
"Meimo, he seems to be reminding us of something else." The Lake Immortal did not stop. She only felt that something was strange.
"What is it?"
"Apostle."
"Oh, there is such a meaning." Meimo reacted after hearing this.
If you want to stay in High Dust.
One, become an apostle. Two, have Theocracy … … This meant that High Dust not only had the Gods, but also the Apostles. Thinking further, the Apostles were not weak. They were once challengers who entered High Dust. But, it was clear that they all failed. They wanted to stay. Therefore, they became the Apostles of the Gods.
Now.
If they wanted to challenge the Gods, they would have to go through the Apostles first.
Soon.
Everyone stepped onto the 201st floor.
At this moment, they seemed to have entered a very strange environment: This place was not the void, nor was it nothingness. There was no matter here, nor was there any energy … … this was a 'void' domain.
In the void, more or less, there would be matter. It might be so small that you would not notice it, but it would definitely be there.
In the void, more or less, there would be energy. It might be so weak that you would not notice it, but it would definitely be there.
However.
There was nothing here.
Gods.
Apostles.
Mages who had the right to live in High Dust.
Not a single one was seen.
"The effect of the God's Domain?" The challengers were slightly surprised. However, they were not panicked. It was just that they were surprised and not shocked.
Small curses could only create the King's Domain.
Large curses could create the Holy Domain.
Only forbidden curses could create the God's Domain. Therefore, unless one had cultivated the power of the Erosion of Heaven, they would not be able to create the God's Domain. Of course, not cultivating it did not mean they could not fight. When it came to power, being strong was being strong. Being strong in any way was being strong. Chan Jiu did not cultivate magic. She could still be called the number one monk. It could be seen that skills did not represent everything.
There was no God's Domain. However, everyone knew about the God's Domain.
There was nothing.
Self-rejuvenation.
Self-rejuvenation.
In the God's Domain, the owner of the domain was a god-like existence. The enemy would be suppressed to the maximum. Even healing and resurrection could not be done. Even the effects of physical skills and magic would be distorted. They could not produce their original effects. If the God's Domain was a platform, then the owner of the domain was playing with a cheat, while the enemy was playing with their hands and feet tied.
Based on the current situation.
Yang Taiqi's "selection" was only the first hurdle. The God's Domain was the second hurdle. It could also be imagined that the third hurdle was the apostles of the Gods.
If they could not pass these three hurdles.
Then, they would not even be qualified to challenge the Gods.
They had reached this moment.
Surprisingly, the challengers did not look at Tang Shidao and signal the Human Emperor to come up with an idea.
Because … there was no need!
They did not have forbidden curses. However, they were equally strong. The Human Emperor could kill Yang Taihuang. They could too. The Human Emperor could defeat Yang Tailun. They could do the same. On the stage of High Dust, the Human Emperor was only the leader. He was not the only protagonist.
This war …
Everyone who stepped on the stage was the protagonist.
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