Volume 2: The Thousand World Chapter 1,335: Balance of Life and Death - Eternal Sacred Mountain

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The god had a premonition of something, so he walked out of the divine court, walked with the divine weapon, suppressed the world, and entered one clan after another, hoping to suppress the general trend and protect his own destiny.

It's a pity that he misjudged the form, this is a big turmoil.

However, just when the god was walking around the world, Tan Ling appeared again, less than ten thousand miles away from him, and disappeared in a blink of an eye. Many people had seen it and spread the news throughout the world.

"Haha... Gods also fail sometimes."

"The fall of the gods, the old gods will be overthrown, and the rule of the Divine Court will be rewritten."

One rumor after another spread in the world of Emperor Shaohao's coffin, and people cheered.

At this moment, the divine court was in chaos.

Are these rumors true or false? The answer was soon revealed.

"God is dying. His real life is not long. There is no response within ten thousand miles. I think the real supreme god will be born soon. He will be established after him."

"The old god is about to die. This is a change and reincarnation. His life is not long. It is time for me to consider erecting a new statue to worship."

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This is one rumor after another that is spreading, shocking the world.

Not to mention the outside world, even the Divine Court was filled with a strange atmosphere. There were many people operating secretly, and it was so oppressive that it was almost suffocating.

In the divine court, the eight priests' faces were ashen, and their eyes shone with cold light.

"God is immortal, the sky is immortal, and he is just a mortal. If he dares to challenge divine authority, he deserves death." Someone shouted.

This is the high priest of the Divine Court, who controls the power of faith in this world.

In the next ten years, the glory of the gods became more and more dim, because the God-Slayer jumped out from time to time. Tan Ling was not the only one, but many people appeared one after another. Of course, he was the most important. After ten years of freedom, he was still alive. very good.

"This is forcing me to take action. This is a threat."

"The majesty of God is inviolable. This has touched the bottom line."

The atmosphere inside the divine court was dull. One priest after another was angry and hated the God-Slayer named Tan Ling. They wanted to take action, but they could not find him or trace him.

All this stems from that period of rumors. People have established the new god in their hearts and are full of respect for it.

Tan Ling has not gone out to provoke in these years and has been hiding in the valley. He sensed a conspiracy. Someone was targeting God. It was definitely a great turmoil and a shocking terror.

Ten years can change a lot of things. Half of the people in the world believe that God is dead and are about to die, ushering in a terrible old age.

In the past ten years, the power of faith that God can obtain has dropped to the lowest level, and it is in chaos. Many of them are distracting thoughts, like a dynasty that is about to end and collapse.

In these ten years, people have forgotten the existence of gods, and only respect for the new gods is left.

"New gods are coming and old gods will be purged. This is bound to happen. This is the general trend."

This is the consensus and speculation among people.

There are only a few decades in a mortal's life. Looking back, wrinkles have quietly climbed onto the face, marking the traces of time. Beauty turns into a bright head, youth passes like water, and old age passes in an instant.

This is the vicissitudes of life, this is the variety of life.

Ten years is really not a short period of time. It plays an important role in a person's life. It may be unforgettable, it may be brilliant, it may be sad and frustrated, it may be exciting, there is always something worth recalling.

Ten years, in the life of a monk, may be just a snap of the fingers, and may not cause any waves in the life trajectory of a monk. However, the ten years in Emperor Shaohao's coffin world were different for Zhu Xiong.

Ten years have passed, and the world has changed dramatically.

The appearance of a mortal is no longer as fresh and tender as before, the skin is sagging, and the hair is white and gray.

These ten years are destined to be unforgettable to God!

In ten years, God's luck has dropped to the extreme.

These days, in many ancient villages and ruins across the world, corpses have been exhumed or burned to ashes, and everything about the old gods is disappearing.

He is aloof and the only one in the world is Emperor Shaohao. But after ten years,

But he was in a dire situation, and the whole world was talking about how his life had come to an end and that his life would not be saved.

On this day, he stood high in the sky in Emperor Shaohao's coffin world and looked down.

"Who am I?" he asked suddenly.

This sentence made everyone who heard it startled, and then fell into deep thought, wondering why he suddenly asked the question.

A new god will be born to take his place. This rumor has shaken his foundation and status. The most direct and obvious thing is that the power of faith has been weakened and his divine power has been sharply reduced.

Now, God's figure is gradually blurring and seems to be about to disappear.

There was a gloomy atmosphere in the divine court, and the eight priests frowned. The god's destiny was so depleted that even they could not recover it.

The outside world will not understand what this power of faith means to him. Once lost, he may really fall off the altar and lose his dominance.

However, if he was allowed to go out and show the power of Gongshen and sweep across the world of Emperor Shaohao's coffin, nothing would change.

The aura of God is wilting, and people inside the Divine Court are panicking.

Rumors spread widely, and the death of God has taken root in people's hearts. Many people believe that he is really dying and has entered his twilight years and there is no way to save him.

He was used to being so powerful, looking down upon the world, and looking down at the heroes. How could he have ever been hit like this?

The power of God is overwhelming and invincible in the world. Some people firmly believe in the greatness of God.

However, everything is broken now.

These factors superimposed on each other, resulting in terrible consequences. The power of faith was not pure and vast. The divine ring outside his body was no longer so bright, and could even be described as dim. ..

This was a huge disaster, his status began to shake, and many devout believers began to fall away.

In the divine court, the faces of the high priest, second priest and other priests were uncertain, and the entire divine court was about to fall into a state of paralysis.

Only when God consumes his source will there be overwhelming glory.

Now, let alone the outside world. Even some palace masters, elders, and guardians in the Divine Court were shaken in their hearts. Think he might actually be entering his old age.

"My god is unparalleled in the world, sweeping across all the heavens and realms. Who can resist me?" He was so angry that he roared alone on the high altar, causing the entire divine palace to shake violently.

"Boom..."

Suddenly, a thunder resounded across the sky, shaking people's souls.

In the distance, an ancient mountain shook, and black lightning struck out, illuminating the dim sky and shrouding the area, as if an ancient ferocious beast had awakened and rushed in from those distant years.

There, a huge black shadow hovered, blocking Cangyu, and the suppressed vast continent sank. It was thousands of feet long, with black light all over its body, like a dragon, with dense scales and cold murderous intent.

It is completely dark, but covered with red runes. It looks like it is made of iron chains and is very thick. Its tail is very long, like a sharp sword thrust into the clouds.

"Aww..." A roar spread throughout the eight wastelands, and the huge body jumped up and slapped towards Jiutian.

With a "bang", the void shattered, and a meteorite exploded and turned into magma, splashing out and dyeing the sky red.

There, the crack in the abyss became wider, and waves of dark energy rushed towards the face.

It opened its mouth and spewed out a waterfall. The black waterfall fell down like a surging river, sweeping across the entire territory.

The old gods are weakened and the seal of the dark ancestor is loosened, forming such a terrifying vision that makes people feel heart-stopping.

Black dragons danced and wreaked havoc in this territory. Wherever they went, the vegetation withered and the mountains and rivers collapsed, just like the end of the world.

"Roar!"

A raptor flew past, roaring loudly, the sound was deafening, penetrated the clouds, and instantly turned into blood mist.

The ancient mountains are towering, towering into the clouds, filled with a strong aura of death.

On the top of the mountain, black lightning is constantly intertwining, as if the end of the world is approaching, which is terrifying.

This is a horrifying picture. Lightning on the top of the mountain tore through the void, and it was pitch black.

below it,

Dark creatures such as the Big Black Dog, the Palace Immortal, the Sirius Whale, and the Niu Mang appeared here. Obviously, all this has something to do with them.

They were all kneeling on a huge stone platform, worshiping towards the top of the mountain, praying for something...

At the same time, the gods of the divine court were furious, but no one responded, and the huge divine court was silent.

From this, we can also see that people in Shenting are unstable. Many people are silent, thinking that they have seen some clues, and they are starting to make serious calculations in their hearts.

"how so?"

Everyone exclaimed with solemn expressions. What happened in the divine court was beyond imagination.

When they were summoned and saw the power of the Divine Court, they felt awe and surrender in their hearts. It could be said that they were willing and did not dare to disobey in the slightest.

Especially the servants of God, each one is more loyal than the last and swears loyalty to them to the death. For them, God is the only belief.

Now, the god is about to die and the divine court is in chaos. Many of the servants of the gods are beginning to get ready to move, no longer so pious, and want to leave the divine court and find new backers.

"At this time, the situation has changed. One of the seals of the Dark Ancestor has changed. We must find a new god." A priest whispered with a serious expression.

"Yes, once God dies and the last hope between heaven and earth disappears, a dark era will usher in."

"We need to find another way to find the newly born God."

...

In the divine court, one after another the divine servants walked out of the divine court. Many of the divine servants left the divine court after discussing.

"I stand on the altar. Whoever resists, I will be the peak of the nine heavens and ten earths." The god shouted, almost crazy, because he had a premonition of something. Staring indifferently at the void above.

There, a blazing flame appeared, burning with blazing holy light. It is like a sun, blooming in the sky, burning the night, shining between heaven and earth.

It appeared in the sky above the Divine Court, looking down from a high position, its eyes were deep and cold.

This look and this aura are heart-stopping. This is a look-down gesture, full of domineering and arrogant, and seems to not take anyone seriously at all.

The altar is majestic, much higher than a towering mountain. Together with the altar, it emits an indestructible divine light, which is dazzling and dazzling, overlooking the world.

The god is majestic and looks down upon the world. Even after a long time, there is still a compelling wave coming out, making people unable to help but kneel down.

No one responded to him, only he looked around, majestic and exuding an aura that made the heavens tremble. This is really like a Gedai god, but now people have doubts about his dominance.

Because he was so plain, even without doing anything, he had already made everyone fearful, and they didn't even dare to answer a word.

He was sitting in the divine court, overlooking all living beings, and had a commanding aura, but at this time he felt very cold. His face was full of worry and his eyebrows were slightly furrowed, as if he had encountered a big problem.

The statue of the altar is made of sacred gold and is extremely high and majestic. Emitting immeasurable light, the air pressure is eternal, the fields are covered with ancient trees, and a bluestone path is winding.

The god was standing there, his clothes fluttering, his skin as white as jade, crystal clear, his head and horns, his pupils as bright as two magic lamps, shooting out a terrifying beam of light, this was the human form he transformed into.

One of the most loyal maidservants came along the path. She knelt down on the ground with fear and knelt down to the altar, saying: "My Lord, even if you are magnificent, you should be careful about the ruthlessness of time. You should make plans in advance."

"What do you know?!" God knocked her away with a look and told her to get out.

"Are you also doubting that I can't survive?" God yelled, his whole body shining brightly, and the bright divine ring outside his body surged down like a vast ocean.

There is a vast area around the altar, with various ancient vines entwining and lush green leaves. There are several ancient trees as thick as mountains, with lush branches and green bodies.

A quaint palace stands quietly, a treasure house.

At this moment, a young man was sitting cross-legged.

This young man is a god, named Shen Feng.

With a pop, the maid turned into a ball of blood mist as soon as she walked to the door. Scattered in the wind and disappeared.

Boom!

far away. One after another, the huge statues of gods made rumbling sounds and trembled violently. They were the remains of the sitting gods of the past dynasties, as if they were aware of this.

"I am a god, and my destiny is my destiny. Anyone who dares to disobey me will be killed without mercy." The god shouted, his voice like a bell. Deafening.

This kind of power is going to shatter the world, shake the mountains and rivers, and the entire temple is shaking and about to collapse.

An old voice came and said: "God, the supreme ruler, you are omnipotent, but after all, you cannot withstand the years. Even if you have a divine weapon, you cannot stop the reincarnation of heaven and earth."

The god was furious and said: "You old immortal thing, how dare you question me."

Shen Feng's expression became even more indifferent, his eyes moved straight down from the splendid altar, but he did not find the target.

The divine court was suddenly shaken, and almost everyone looked horrified. Has anyone begun to challenge the majesty of God? Maybe... a new god will be born!

The surrounding fields were silent, there was no sound anymore, the whole world was soundless, and it was deathly silent.

"The clown, in my eyes, is just a chicken and a dog. He is vulnerable. If he dares to appear, he will be crushed to pieces!" God's majestic voice spread throughout the divine court, making everyone tremble.

This majestic divine power makes people feel his power, like an unattainable monument, standing eternally above the altar, overwhelming the world.

The divine court fell into silence. I don’t know how long it took. God’s gaze shifted to the most sacred place in the divine court. There was an ancient mountain there, flowing with the power of life. No one could get close. If you look closely, it was even more powerful than the altar. fill.

This is the Eternal Sacred Mountain, a forbidden area at the core of the Divine Court. No one can set foot there. It is guarded by artifacts during the day, and only gods can sleep there.

At this time, the Eternal Holy Mountain glows, shrouded in hazy clouds and mist, as if covered with a layer of water mist, mysterious and endless, with wisps of chaotic rays of light overflowing, showing the extraordinary power of the Holy Mountain.

There is an altar vaguely visible in the clouds and mist, with symbols engraved on it, which is very mysterious.

Those lines are complex and beautiful, outlining mysterious totems, imprinted on the sacred mountain.

In addition, there is a cauldron, which is surrounded by auspicious mist and twinkling with the luster of stars, as if it contains billions of stars. Silk ribbons are hanging down, intertwined together, and the falling divine flowers condense into a mysterious pattern, like the heavens. The stars are moving.

This cauldron is very strange. There are thousands of lifelike creatures on the cauldron wall. Some have shining scales and roar loudly, while some have their teeth and claws showing, carrying unimaginable divine power.

Although each creature is small, no bigger than a palm, it is awe-inspiring.