This is a huge palace complex standing in the clouds, above the nine heavens. The palace is majestic and tall, shrouded in clouds and mist, cold, majestic and sacred.
In the middle of the palace complex, there are obsidian steps that are several feet high and spread into the distance. Above the nearly 10,000 steps, there is a throne made of pure gold, exuding extremely bright golden light.
That is the highest throne above the Nine Heavens, symbolizing the pinnacle of power and strength. From ancient times to the present, for countless epochs, only eight people have ascended this throne, and each of these eight people has killed through an era, as stunning as Emperor Huang Tian.
The person who can sit on this throne is known as the strongest.
At this moment, a man covered in golden blood sat slumped on the broken golden throne. His eyes were broken and bloodshot, his face was bloody, and his hair was messy. The back of the golden throne he was leaning on was cut off with a sword, and the break was smooth. Like a mirror, looking at it like this, it was a sword that was grazing his scalp.
His left hand was casually placed on the back of the throne, and his right hand was holding a black sword tightly. Thick blood was dripping from the sword, and a thin streak of blood was drawn out, trembling slightly in the breeze.
The palace complex in the distance has been turned into ruins. The tall palaces and the long corridors are collapsing, and the fragments are falling down piece by piece, like meteorites falling with firelight, as if they are going to destroy the world. On the ground below, countless huge pits were created by the falling fragments of the palace. The vast land was devastated, countless creatures perished, and there were countless shouts, cries, and roars mixed in the world.
The figures in white, who were as dense as ants, surrounded the palace complex and moved quickly towards the Supreme Throne. When they reached the bottom of the steps of the Supreme Throne, their speed suddenly slowed down and they cautiously surrounded them. They looked at the collapsed statue on the throne. It was a man with only one breath left, his eyes full of fear.
Ahem,,,
His throat suddenly felt itchy, and he immediately stretched out his hand to cover his mouth. He couldn't help but cough twice. The cough was like a gravel falling into a calm lake, causing ripples. When the powerful men who were gradually approaching and had long-standing reputations in the world heard this cough, their expressions were startled, their expressions changed dramatically, and they quickly retreated, so embarrassed and unbearable.
It wasn't until they saw thick blood flowing out from the fingers of the man covering his mouth that they breathed a sigh of relief and stopped retreating. Their originally nervous expressions showed ridicule, and the ridicule was like a wave. It spread quickly on their faces and became increasingly intense.
The crowd parted, making way for a passage. A handsome young man walked through the crowd. He was dressed in a white robe with gold edges. He was extremely holy. There were auspicious clouds sewn from golden silk threads on his chest. In the middle of the auspicious clouds was a The soaring dragon soars through the nine heavens.
The young man's face was very young and handsome, and the majesty he exuded made the figures in white around him retreat and dare not look directly at him. It's just that there are smooth black protrusions on both sides of his forehead, which are somewhat similar to the antlers that have just begun to grow, and they look a bit weird.
"Ye Yuntian, I have to admit that you are the strongest human being I have ever seen. You actually killed the twelve supreme beings under my command by yourself. However, their skills are not as good as others, so there is nothing to say. I You also have the heart to cherish your talents, as long as you surrender to me and promise to contribute six trillion lives to our holy clan every sixty years, you will still be the controller of this world."
The young man's dark eyes looked at the man on the throne, and his calm voice echoed throughout the world. He believed that the other party would definitely agree to such an alluring condition. After all, as a defeated person, he would be lucky to survive. If he could still have the same power as before, it would be pie in the sky.
Unexpectedly, the man sitting on the throne smiled slightly, then firmly shook his head and refused.
A trace of surprise appeared on the young man's face, and he said: "Ye Yuntian, I really can't think of any reason for your refusal. Could it be that you are reluctant to leave those 600 billion living beings? You are fighting bloody battles here, and your friends, brothers, and several disciples , countless subordinates... are all dead, and you, your blood is almost gone, and you can't even lift it up in one breath. But what about those ants? Listen carefully, they are scolding you for being incompetent, scolding you for occupying this place. The throne cannot protect this world, I wish I could peel off your skin and eat your flesh... So stupid, what's the use of protecting them?"
The man on the throne looked down. His spiritual consciousness had already reached thousands of miles, and he could hear the curses and roars.
But he only glanced at it, then withdrew his gaze, shook his head again, and said: "I reject you not because of these people. I am not going to war with you to protect the world. I don't want to be a hero. I just want to ……win."
The black bump on the young man's forehead moved toward the middle, and his forehead wrinkled into a ball, "Win?"
The man on the throne smiled confidently. Even though he was seriously injured, his smile was still very proud. "I, Ye, ascended to the First God Realm three thousand years ago. I have experienced countless battles, big and small, and I have never lost."
The young man's brows widened, and he couldn't help but have a flash of ridicule on his face, "But today, you lost!"
"Fu Hongmeng, is it just you?" The man on the throne smiled broadly. If it weren't for the blood on the corner of his mouth, he would look like a confident boy.
"Can you still turn the tide of the war?"
"Use whatever trump cards you have!"
"My emperor only needs one finger to kill you!"
…
The young king named Fu Hongmeng just frowned, but those behind him couldn't help but reprimanded and ridiculed loudly.
The man on the throne stretched out his left hand, pressed it on his forehead, and then slowly pulled it away. From his palm to his forehead, he saw a black light that was condensing rapidly. In just a few breaths, the black light disappeared. It condensed into a black stone the size of a baby's fist. The black stone was covered with complex and dense lines.
The Tao Yun of the Three Thousand Avenues of the First God Realm suddenly boiled, like a huge red-hot iron block suddenly thrown into a pool of water.
"Godhead!? In this world, the godhead of the highest god is no bigger than a thumb. How can your godhead be as big as a fist?"
The young king looked shocked when he saw the dark stone covered with lines.
"What you said just now is wrong." The man on the throne slowly opened his eyes and looked at the black godhead in the palm of his hand. "My friends and brothers, apprentices and masters, and countless subordinates, they died in the battle, but they did not Death... This most unique godhead, which I call the Supreme Godhead, is the last gift that I and them give to you, the Sky Slayer Clan."
"Feel the despair! Explode!"
The supreme godhead in the dark earth suddenly exploded with the force of three thousand Dao Yun.
The figures in white clothes had dull expressions on their faces. They didn't react at all and were swallowed up by the ripples caused by the explosion. A huge ripple swept across hundreds of billions of miles in an instant, swallowing up the entire First God Realm in an instant.
The first divine realm that had been born for countless epochs was torn apart at this moment. It was like the galaxy where a certain blue planet was located suddenly exploded, like a bouquet of the most brilliant fireworks.
