God Realm, Tower of God

Wave after wave of aftermath impacted and shook the towering Tower of God, and the horrifying waves spread throughout the entire divine realm.

The confinement barrier of the Tower of God became increasingly shaky and unstable with each shock. The towering Tower of God was crumbling, and cracks appeared on the walls.

Inside the Tower of God, two lines of blood flowed from Zhijian's tightly closed eyes, and his palms pressed lightly on the floor.

The floor rippled like a lake, and silver threads extended from under the palm.

These densely spread silver threads branch out and extend like the veins on leaves, covering the entire ground.

Each thin silver thread represents a future direction.

Zhijian's slender fingertips gently touched one silver thread after another, and he saw one future after another in his mind.

Until now, she was still trying to find a possible new future.

However, the future world lines that should have been full of infinite possibilities and countless branches converged at a certain point at this moment, forming two parallel future world lines...

The endings of the divine world represented by these two world lines are the same...

One line represents the destruction of the divine world and the fall of the gods...

The other one represents darkness covering the six realms. The world is swallowed by endless darkness, and all living things are destroyed and reduced to shadow puppets...!

Zhijian slowly withdrew his hand, and the silver threads on the ground gradually dissipated, and the light faded away.

At this moment, there is no need to keep peeking into the future.

Zhijian slowly opened his bloodshot eyes, and looked through the railings into the distance where the Temple of the Gods was located, his expression sad and mournful.

She could clearly feel the terrifying turmoil and divine might in the God Realm, and she also knew what kind of unprecedented disaster the God Realm was suffering at this moment...

Today is the day when the gods fall...

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Above the divine realm, the earth disappeared, the sky shattered, the heaven and earth no longer existed, and the Great Dao was wiped out.

All the gods were destroyed, the sky was devastated, and the hideous and boundless void cracks divided the entire world of gods into two.

This is the remaining scenery of the divine world after thousands of immortal gods fought with Ning Yechen.

The once glorious and magnificent divine world with numerous shrines no longer exists.

All that was left was the empty and broken void, as well as the towering Tower of God in the distance and the temples of the gods under the barrier.

As the last few gods who wanted to escape were killed one by one, the chaotic and shaken world of gods once again returned to its rare peace.

Thousands of gods died!

Ning Yechen stood proudly and indifferently in front of the barrier outside the Temple of the Gods. Beside him were shadow puppets born from thousands of gods and all the living beings he had ever devoured!

A huge number of shadow puppets gathered around Ning Yechen and surrounded the Temple of the Gods.

After devouring thousands of gods from the divine realm in succession, Ning Yechen felt that he was completely wrapped by the evil spirits and immersed in the ocean of evil spirits. His whole body felt dizzy and indescribable.

The spiritual energy in his body could not be restrained from emanating continuously from his body, and the incredible power expanded throughout his body, making him feel as if he could easily crush the entire God Realm like a piece of crispy paper...

Looking at the barrier of the Temple of the Gods blocking in front of him, Ning Yechen gently stretched out his finger and pierced through it easily as if he was poking through a screen window.

With a "bang", the barrier of the Temple of the Gods was instantly shattered.

And he hadn't even tried...

Ning Yechen slowly landed in the Temple of the Gods, and walked along the divine steps step by step towards the magnificent and majestic thousand-foot-high divine gate of the Temple of the Gods.

With every step taken, ethereal demonic spirits would ripple and diffuse beneath the feet, and the divine order would quietly disappear!

As Ning Yechen walked up step by step, the stairs behind him also disappeared into the void step by step.

At the gate of the Temple of the Gods, several thousand-foot-tall golden dragon statues are perched on two huge pillars that support the sky.

As Ning Yechen stepped on the divine steps and approached the divine gate step by step, several divine dragons suddenly began to wriggle their bodies as if they had come alive!

Or maybe we could say that they are actually alive!

These divine dragons are all golden dragons born in the divine realm, and each one has a strength that is not inferior to any god in the divine realm!

When there are no outsiders around, they will sit motionless on the pillars at the gate of the Temple of the Gods, like statues.

And when they sense outsiders approaching, they become the guardian beasts guarding the Temple of the Gods!

"roar!!!"

The Golden Dragon let out a dragon roar and quickly turned into several long divine rainbows to attack Ning Yechen!

Ning Yechen did not stop, his cold eyes suddenly fixed!

"Crack! Puff!"

All the golden dragons instantly froze in mid-air, their bodies constantly twisting and tearing, and their long dragon bodies were twisted into pieces!

“Crash!”

As its body was twisted, the Golden Dragon's blood gushed out and splashed everywhere.

The thick dragon blood spilled onto the divine steps, flowing down the steps one by one, and soaking Ning Yechen's feet...!

The broken pieces of the Golden Dragon's corpse fell on the divine steps!

Ning Yechen continued to walk upwards step by step on the dragon blood with a cold and arrogant look.

Along the way, he always felt that there was something missing on this magnificent, jade-white divine staircase, which made him feel very uncomfortable.

Now he knows!

Lack of blood embellishment!

Since we are going to destroy the entire world of gods, how can there not be some blood to embellish it!

This doesn't fit his identity as the Demon Lord at all!

Now it looks much better~!

Ning Yechen stepped over the divine steps and stood outside the gate of the Temple of the Gods.

“Boom…!”

The huge divine gate slowly moved and opened on its own, as if it was opened specifically to welcome him.

Ning Yechen strode in and entered the Temple of the Gods.

As soon as you enter the Temple of the Gods, you will see a long Shinto corridor.

At the end of the Shinto corridor, a divine sword shaped like a key, brilliant and dazzling, and covered with prosperous divine patterns, pierces through the Temple of the Gods, sinks under the land of the Gods, and stands between heaven and earth.

Endless spiritual power continued to flow into this divine sword, causing the compass on the hilt to slowly rotate.

On the left and right sides of the misty Shinto corridor are eight towering and magnificent thrones.

The throne is empty. Of the nine thrones of the past, only the throne of the God King in the center at the front of the shrine remains.

Representing the head of the nine great gods, sitting firmly on the throne of the God King was a figure dressed in a white robe with golden threads, with a divine and arrogant look.

Shi Ning stood respectfully beside him, while Luo Hongye was held in the air by that man's palm.

Below the throne is the Starfire Cauldron with bright and dazzling sparks floating inside.

This was the first meeting between Ning Yechen and Shen Tian.

Needless to say, just a glance and they both knew each other's identity.

Shentian slowly stood up from the throne, and stood on it, looking down at Ning Yechen in the distance, and greeted him in a calm but seemingly friendly manner:

"Demon Lord, we finally meet~!"