Luo Li, originally the youngest family head of an ancient clan in the 21st century and the most talented alchemist, died one day and transmigrated into the body of the good-for-nothing eldest young...
Chapter 860 Images of the Past
On the battlefield, the shouts and sounds of metal clashing intertwined to form a tragic war song.
Luo Li murmured, "Am I seeing the scene of the battle of the gods?"
That's right, she turned her eyes around and finally found two figures high in the sky.
The one wearing silver-white armor is Da, and the other one...
Luo Li's expression was cold and stern. She opened her lips softly, "False God..."
High in the sky, silver light and dark light intertwined. Da's figure was agile, and her silver-white armor reflected the cold light. The long sword in her hand cut through the void, and each strike carried the power to destroy the world.
The opposing false god was wearing a dark cloak, his face hidden in the shadows, only a pair of red eyes flashed, like staring into the abyss.
He swung his scepter, and the black mist turned into a sharp blade, colliding violently with Da's sword, causing a deafening roar.
The heaven and earth seemed to tremble, and the colorful divine light and the dark vortex entangled and tore at each other in the air, making the entire battlefield look like a dream, and full of dangers.
Below, Biluo and the others looked up, then gritted their teeth, retracted their gaze, and concentrated on dealing with the enemy in front of them.
Luo Li observed and found that they were probably dealing with the spiritualists from the Continent of Gods whose minds had been controlled, and the creatures from the dark world.
Being from the same advanced continent, they descended upon the Gods in their true form, and their strength was several times greater than the Dark Realm creatures she had seen in the Myriad Beasts.
"The power of inheritance allowed me to see the images of the War of the Gods. What is the purpose..."
Before Luo Li finished speaking, the situation on the battlefield suddenly changed.
Da lightly tapped her toes and leaped into the air. Her silver armor shone with unyielding brilliance in the afterglow of the setting sun. Wherever the tip of her sword pointed, the wind and clouds changed color.
The false god sneered, his cloak fluttering, and a cold light shot out of his red eyes. With a wave of his scepter, black mist rose like a dragon and wrapped around Da.
Da moved to the side, her long sword dancing, silver light like a waterfall, cutting through the black fog, and the tip of the sword narrowly brushed past the false god's cheek, leaving a spark.
When the two clashed, the space seemed to be torn apart, and light and darkness intertwined, which was heart-pounding.
Da's face was cold and beautiful. She waved her hand and an empty battlefield appeared. The two stood facing each other.
The false god roared angrily and slammed his scepter to the ground, sending shock waves everywhere and cracking the ground.
Taking advantage of the momentum, Da flipped in the air, her silver armor flashing among the broken stones. Her eyes were as sharp as torches, locking onto the false god's flaws. Her long sword condensed the laws of heaven and earth, and the sword light surged, like a pouring galaxy.
The false god had a ferocious look on his face, with black energy swirling around him, transforming into a pitch-black shield that collides head-on with the sword light. The clanging sound was deafening, and where the two forces collided, space was distorted, as if even time had stopped. Dust and energy storms intertwined, covering the sky and the sun.
At the moment when the sword and the shield clashed, light and darkness intertwined violently, as if the world had lost its color at this moment. Only the collision of these two forces burst into a dazzling and chaotic light.
Da's figure was looming in the torrent of energy, her silver armor reflected mottled light, and her eyes became more and more determined, as if they could penetrate all obstacles.
The false god's sinister smile echoed in the roar, and black air continued to overflow from the cracks in the shield, mixing with the turbulent dust around, causing the spiritualist in the distance to close his eyes.
The air whistled sharply due to the squeezing force, which made people's heart palpitate.
Luo Li opened her mouth slightly. This was a true battle between the strong...
The power of the false god was so strong back then.
Da stood facing the wind and said coldly, "Yan Ye, you really deserve to die."
Luo Li's expression changed. "The false god's real name is Yan Ye?"
At the same time, the long sword in Da's hand condensed the power of the laws of heaven, and the tip of the sword cut through the air, causing bursts of sonic booms, pointing directly at the false god Yan Ye.
The cracks on Yan Ye's black shield widened, black air surged like a tide, and his face became even more hideous as it was distorted.
The moment the two forces collided, the earth trembled, dust flew, and energy waves spread out in all directions like huge waves.
Luo Li only felt an invisible force rushing towards her, her hair dancing wildly, her clothes rustling, and the world in front of her seemed to be torn apart by this force, and it was in chaos.
She gritted her teeth and forced her eyes open, her mind racing.
From what she had seen so far, Da and the others clearly had an absolute advantage. The false gods were not Da's teammates, and those controlled spiritual masters were no match for the Great Wilderness Lingwu Ancient Clan and its allies.
That……
How did they lose?
How could the situation suddenly reverse, causing the Great Wilderness Lingwu Ancient Clan to suffer such a heavy blow?
At that moment, Luo Li's gaze penetrated the chaos and caught a glimpse of a strange light - behind the camp of the false god, a mysterious man in a white robe was chanting a spell. With a flick of his finger, invisible threads wrapped around the heart meridians of each warrior. Their power was being silently extracted and injected into the huge altar behind the white-robed man.
On the altar, a rune flashing with ominous light slowly rotated, as if it was the source of all reversals.
Luo Li's heart trembled. Could it be...
Her heart trembled, and her consciousness instantly turned into a stream of light, rushing straight towards the man in black robe.
She noticed with her sharp eyes that as the white-robed man's spell accelerated, the warriors' faces became paler and paler, like dead trees with their vitality drained away.
On the altar, ominous runes spun, releasing strange ripples that enveloped the entire battlefield in an atmosphere of oppression.
The white-robed man raised his lips to a cold smile, and his fingers danced more and more rapidly, as if he was enjoying the process of plundering power. Under the altar, the warriors' eyes gradually became empty, and their vitality faded like a tide.
Biluo and the others obviously noticed something was wrong at this time. Their eyes met, and a hint of determination flashed in their eyes.
They suddenly jumped up like arrows and rushed towards the altar where the man in black robes was.
The sword flashed with a cold edge, and each strike carried the sound of breaking through the air, trying to interrupt the evil spell.
The air was filled with tension and anxiety, and dust flew under their feet, forming rapid trails.
Luo Li pursed her lips. This image omitted a lot of things and probably only allowed her to see some important nodes.
If she guessed correctly, this was the turning point of the war between the gods.
She saw Biluo, Chaoyao and others rushing towards the altar, but the man in white robe seemed to have no substance. No matter how hard Biluo and others tried, the altar did not show any damage.
She saw Da angrily scolding Yan Ye, "You are crazy! How dare you resurrect the ancient god!"
Da's voice was as sharp as a blade cutting through the solidified air, and her eyes were burning with flames of anger, shooting straight at Yan Ye.
Yan Ye's face was hidden in the shadows, only his deep eyes flashed with a sinister light.
"The human race is extremely stupid."
"They belong to this world!"
He slowly raised his hand, and a ball of chaotic power gathered in his palm, as if it could swallow up all the light around it.