In a huge floating palace, there were many golden praying mats. Each of these mats was five meters in diameter, and they were as big as a wrestling ring.
These were the mats that the Celestials usually used.
But now, there were experts from other races sitting on these mats.
There were men and women, and they came from the Soul, Fey, and human races. They were gathered together, and the energy fluctuations they emitted caused the laws to tremble.
These people were all Godly Monarch level experts. Furthermore, they were at the pinnacle of Godly Monarchs. A few of them were already figures at the patriarch level.
This included the two patriarchs of the Fey race.
When these people gathered together, they could be said to be the supreme rulers of the Chaos Heavens. Any decision they made could dictate the fate of the Chaos Heavens.
But now … all of them had heavy hearts as gloomy clouds shrouded their faces.
Every one of them had the Ancestor God's tracing mark.
Many of them did not even know when the Ancestor God had left the tracing mark on them. And these marks were something they could not crack.
Decades ago, the Ancestor God had appeared in front of everyone. Back then, he had the power of the Heavenly Dao, preventing anyone from resisting him.
But when the Ancestor God revealed his ambition to rule the entire Chaos Heavens, there were still people who stood forward to resist.
It was not only the Blood King. There were people from every race. However, it was also their resistance that made people feel even more despair. The Ancestor God subdued those who resisted with a mere thought.
These Godly Monarchs who resisted were all used as vessels to nurture demonic servants. Now, all of them were living a life worse than death.
Now, the Chaos Heavens was filled with misery.
The Ancestor God's strength clearly exceeded that of the peerless Fey ancestor from billions of years ago. Only the Human Emperor that came later could beat him.
Looking at the present Ancestor God, people were somewhat grateful to the Human Emperor of yesteryear. If not, if the Human Emperor were to exert such a repressive rule, the other Godly Monarchs of the same generation could only behave with their tails between their legs. They were no different from slaves.
The martial world was afraid of experts who broke the balance. In front of such people, all rules were useless. Once this expert had immense ambition, the entire Chaos Heavens would suffer.
"Another ten years … I've finally completed it within the time limit …" A man in embroidered clothes said with a sigh.
He was a human patriarch — Polar Thearch. The first thing the Ancestor God did upon his return was to attack the patriarchs of the various races.
"According to the Ancestor God's instructions, we have already set up the first two levels of the array. Each level took ten years. Now, it's time to collect the array flags and disk arrays used for the third level of the array …"
The Demon Race's Grand Primordium Patriarch said helplessly. They had gathered at the God Race's main hall to report on their mission.
They did all sorts of things for the Ancestor God, and they felt like they were digging their own graves.
"What do you think the purpose of such a grand Heaven-earth Formation is?"
The ancestor from the Soul Race suddenly asked. It was a woman. She was the ancestor of the Soul Race, the Wind Empress.
As soon as she raised this question, everyone's hearts trembled.
The Ancestor God had been setting up the array for more than twenty years. They naturally wanted to investigate the Ancestor God's ultimate goal in setting up the array.
Everyone present was a knowledgeable person. As time passed, many people had some speculations in their hearts.
However, the speculations were just too astounding. They were unwilling to consider the problem, and even subconsciously wanted to avoid it.
Now that the array was beginning its third stage, they could no longer ignore Wind Empress's suggestion.
"At the Ancestor God's level, there's nothing that catches his eye. What he wants is likely the Chaos Heavens' Heavenly Dao, right?"
This sentence was said by Polar Thearch through a Yuan Qi voice transmission. After all, this was the Celestial palace.
"After the Chaos Heavens' Heavenly Dao is devoured by the Ancestor God, our strength will probably drop greatly …"
"At least thirty to forty percent. The powers of the Heavenly Dao will be difficult for us to use. When that happens, the Chaos Heavens will become the Ancestor God's personal domain. It will be even more impossible to resist him …"
"Furthermore, it will be even more difficult to break through to the Godly Monarch realm in the Chaos Heavens. Many geniuses will be stuck at the Godly Monarch bottleneck their entire lives, unable to take a single step forward. Even if they are lucky enough to break through to the Godly Monarch realm, they will no longer be as powerful as the Godly Monarch of the past. Furthermore, every time they take action, they will have to pay a sizable price due to not being able to borrow the powers of the Heavenly Dao. "
The person who spoke was War Supremacy Sky Punishment, another human patriarch. What he described was the Sinkhole's predicament.
Billions of years ago, the Sinkhole's Heavenly Dao was missing a corner. This made it difficult for a Godly Monarch to appear in the Sinkhole every hundred million years. Even if they broke through, most Godly Monarchs chose to live in seclusion due to the immense price they had to pay.
The Sinkhole's Martial Dao was equivalent to being castrated by the Ancestor God.
Now, the Chaos Heavens was about to embark on the same path. This was something none of the Godly Monarchs present wished to see.
If that happened, the Chaos Heavens would gradually decline, never to return to its former glory.
Polar Thearch crossed his fingers and held them to his forehead. He said in a deep voice, "We cannot continue like this. When the array is completely completed, we will become sinners in the history of the Chaos Heavens."
Everyone fell silent for a moment before Wind Empress shook her head. "Polar, it's easy for you to say, but how are we to resist? Do you know that even without us, the Ancestor God can set up the array himself? It will just take him more time and effort. Do you really think we can stop him? "
"Besides, if we resist, we will be killed by the Ancestor God one by one. When the time comes, he can plant demonic servant seeds in our bodies, producing a bunch of high-level demonic servant war generals. These things will only be more obedient than us. They can similarly set up the array for the Ancestor God …"
As the Wind Empress spoke, she let out a sigh that was as long as silk. What she said was what made everyone despair.
Resistance was useless. Even their survival was thanks to the Ancestor God's bestowment. Such a life was just too depressing. What was the point of cultivating to such a stage?
"How do we know that failure is certain if we don't try resisting? If we can find some ancient array formation and combine the powers of all the Godly Monarch level experts in the Chaos Heavens, we might be able to severely injure the Ancestor God."
Polar Thearch remained adamant, but even he knew that it was easier said than done to unite all the Godly Monarch level figures in the Chaos Heavens.
The number of Godly Monarch level figures that had a tracing mark planted was ultimately in the minority. Many of them did not wish to be embroiled in this maelstrom.
With so many Godly Monarch level figures, it was difficult to unite them. Furthermore, the deadliest thing was that someone might betray them in exchange for opportunities bestowed by the Ancestor God.
As long as there was a single traitor, they were doomed.
As the Godly Monarchs discussed through voice transmissions, an indescribable suppression inundated them. Everyone held their breaths as they looked up. They saw a stretch of red flames appear out of thin air. Gradually, it condensed into the face of a gigantic man …
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