Chapter 1299 The Arrogant Soul River Creature
"One is the Nine-Colored Soul Lord of the Peacock Clan, the one draped in blood-red light is from the Peng Bird Clan, and the last one is a quasi-Supreme... humanoid monster, but it has nine fingers on each hand, I wonder what its origins are!"
Cao Ya identified two near-supreme beings, but the details of the final monster remained unknown.
According to the original book, there are quite a few true supreme beings in the heavens, but as far as he knows, the only one who is a quasi-supreme being is the Nine-Colored Soul Lord.
The crimson roc and the nine-fingered supreme being were completely ignorant and had no understanding whatsoever.
But he wasn't surprised. There were quite a few true supreme beings, so how could the number of quasi-supreme beings be less than that of true supreme beings?
"The Nine-Colored Soul Lord, we clashed in the past. He was blasted and crippled by an imperial prince. If it weren't for the Supreme Being's rescue, he would have died!" the Black Emperor said.
"I don't recognize those two monsters. Perhaps they are quasi-supreme beings recently born in the Soul River in later eras," Duan De said. The Soul River's resources are such that the emergence of such rising stars is not surprising at all. It would be illogical if there were no such up-and-coming experts.
Each era, reaping the benefits of the evolving civilizations of countless worlds, has resulted in unimaginable and bizarre advancements.
What's truly terrifying is the Edo Plateau, which is not lacking in supreme and true immortals. Some of these immortals have also spread out to other regions, such as the Soul River, the Heavenly Emperor's Burial Pit, and the Four Extremes Floating Soil, where there has been a significant increase in the number of quasi-supreme immortals, immortal kings, and true immortals.
However, the True Supreme Being, having returned to the Land of Calamity, is unable to manage various miscellaneous affairs, so he entrusts them all to the Quasi-Supreme Being, hence the title "the one in charge".
"You know the True Phoenix Treasure Technique better than he does!"
"Those immortals in the mortal realm do have some connection with the ancient Qi Zhen, but it's a pity that after the defeat of Ran Liang, their remaining troops were only able to survive because your clan didn't intend to preserve them and continue the flame of civilization across the myriad worlds."
"Eight of them are sure to be defeated. Killing them will also cut off the accumulation of the Soul River over several eras," the Holy Prince said calmly.
"Ha, these authors of long novels, they blow their own horn so loudly, talking about the blood of the human king, the blood of the dragon, the blood of the phoenix, the blood of the qilin, but in reality, what good is it? Even if you consume trillions of them, there's still no way to make you take that step and join the ranks of the truly powerful!"
"Another lost soul," the Four-Colored Soul Master said coldly, a fierce glint flashing in his eyes.
"Kill!!" Even Ran Liang, who had just been saved by the Holy Prince, shouted, the peach branch on her chest glowing, petals falling, revealing the power of a true immortal, ready to fight to the death with the white shadow, the evil insects and other monsters!
"Even if you slow them down, the dogs will still jump over the wall. They've been bad since they were little. The ones you killed back then weren't like those wicked beasts who rely on their master's power!"
Xiao Peng's face darkened, a sinister aura appearing on his face. He looked around, a murderous intent surging within him.
The Heavenly Emperor pondered that all the celestial kings and true immortals, regardless of victory or defeat, were only affecting the minor aspects of the overall situation.
The four fingers remained silent and indifferent, but the Holy Prince, the White Emperor, and Duan De were even more wary of this monster.
"Woof! Don't you dare show me any respect!" Bai Huang was furious. Did those guys have no problem with dogs?
However, it is certain that no one else possesses such abilities, which still makes me wary. Compared to the Four-Colored Soul Master and the Crimson Roc, this monster's cultivation is probably even more profound, already approaching the Quasi-Immortal Emperor realm!
"Bang!" Suddenly, while healing his own child, the Holy Prince waved his left hand, and the iron rod flew through the air, unleashing a boundless golden light that overwhelmed the four-colored soul light. It was not as fierce as the blood-red light, and it also rendered the ordinary spells that were about four fingers deep ineffective.
These myriad realms, slumbering for countless eons, will awaken only occasionally, stirring up minor calamities that engulf the universe at the dawn and dusk of an era. But after that, with the loss of many realms, perhaps fewer and fewer exceptionally talented gods and men will be able to grow up and aspire to become kings or emperors.
This terrifying imperial aura swept across the void, shaking the heavens. The minor divine laws all faltered, unable to withstand the immense power of the supreme beings, and the world was on the verge of annihilation.
But the lingering resentment of the Holy Prince stepped forward. With the immortals before him, I alone faced the eight minor immortals, and I was certain of victory!
"The key to that war was the Holy Prince, not Duan De, the White Emperor, or even the Fourth Prince, since Qi Zhen hadn't left behind any of them!"
"There will be a way for the Holy Prince to deal with it, but the other white and dark creatures are your enemies!" the Heavenly Emperor said, once again using his eight-headed and eight-armed divine power, surrounded by all sorts of profound mysteries, one hand holding an illusory seal, which was completely isolated.
And this crimson little roc transformed into its true form, a roc bird so small it seemed boundless, straddling the top of the Soul River's sky. Its long, narrow eyes looked down upon the immortals, and when it opened its mouth, it spewed out boundless ferocity!
"It is certain that it will surpass the limit of the Immortal King realm, even if it only carries the word 'certain'!"
"They don't have any trump cards left, so take them out slowly. Otherwise, they won't have a chance to use them!" The Four-Colored Soul Master said with a warm smile.
Upon hearing this, the group of white and dark creatures were all slightly enraged. How dare they look down on the person in charge like that?!
How could such deeds be considered arrogant by creatures of darkness?
The Heavenly Emperor sighed deeply. Even the Celestial King Di Guang had no way to contend with the power behind Zhun Youxia.
"Bad and weak!" The immortals were slightly shocked. Even if we joined forces, we would probably be instantly killed and crushed on the spot.
Although it was a corpse, the presence of detailed material evidence was enough to demonstrate the Holy Prince's power and unparalleled supernatural abilities.
We are full of confidence, believing that victory is assured. We are certain that one of them will be defeated, and we are absolutely certain that he may be killed by the ancient holy emperor. However, with the eight monsters appearing together, we will be able to sweep away all the immortals in the mortal world and be invincible.
"Since he's determined to die, I'll grant his wish."
Immediately, the eight sages lowered their heads, raised their heads, and stared at the Holy Prince, their faces burning with rage.
"It is an active forgetting!" the Heavenly Emperor said in a deep voice. "My extraordinary system has very few sources and no power, but it has been affected and has remembered the appearance of the four fingers."
The small roc, its body shrouded in blood-red light, spoke grimly: "A bunch of ant-like trash. You've shown up, are you going to surrender now? Those who know what's good for them, surrender immediately, accept the divine particles, and merge into your souls, and we might spare your lives. Otherwise..."
They definitely don't understand. The immortals will only think that the eight monsters, including the Four-Colored Soul Master, are truly powerful!
"Beast!" The immortals cursed, saying that even though he was weak, he was still a nobody in the myriad realms and therefore worthy of our respect!
Xiao Peng stood tall, surveying the immortals. His eyes were narrow and long, and beneath his arrogant face lay a hint of appetite.
The White Emperor opened his small, copper-bell-shaped eyes, concealing the imperial corpse on his back and the broken bell in his hand. After being activated, a magical aura flowed out, unnoticed even by the master of the Soul River.
"Shameless!" Duan Deren retorted. "I have to admire his shamelessness."
"Speak less. Since you have the intention to surrender, it is better to say less. Let your skills be the real deal!"
"As he said, send us to our deaths!" the Four-Colored Soul Master said ruthlessly, wielding a long sword. Four-colored immortal light flowed around him, unleashing terrifying divine power. All paths collapsed, and the order of the universe crumbled. It was truly terrifying. Wherever the long sword went, it destroyed everything in its path!
Duan De chuckled and said, "At my peak, I was a Quasi-Immortal Emperor. I have killed countless people, even those from all the heavens. But I have seen very few enemies with this kind of mentality. They all died at my hands."
The ancestral land has never been breached. Even though the ancient Qi Zhen had heaven-defying combat power and had a fierce record of annihilating the lowest level of the heavens, the Evil Land existed forever and slowly revived. It even injured and bled the attacking Qi Zhen, almost killing him!
Slaying the immortal beings of the Soul River and eradicating the sediment of countless eras will also reduce the threat of the white and dark forces in this area. With new forces emerging, the Soul River will inevitably become more prosperous.
After many epochs, I was considered a potential disciple and was valued by the true disciples of the Soul River. However, I have not yet broken through to the next level because I was severely injured in the war and my cultivation was delayed.
The Blood-Red Roc cruelly said, "Devouring a small dog whose essence is a Quasi-Immortal Emperor will be of little help to your cultivation, to completely break through the King and become an Emperor. It is far less useful than your past few eras of using the Devouring Heaven and Earth Minor Divine Power to devour all living beings when the universe was destroyed."
The great ape beside him had lost all its red fur, revealing its original form, but it was not without its flaws. Its internal organs were visible, but they had already decayed.
Finally, the four fingers spoke, saying, "As the saying goes, 'The victor is king, the loser is villain.' The winner takes all, and the loser eats dust. Words, whether high or low, are ultimately beneficial, but it all depends on the strength of the forces!"
Xiao Peng said proudly, "To harvest degenerate civilizations time and time again, there are people to guide us, and there are lowly figures from the post-historical era to lead us, but how long do we have to wait before they are worthy of our attention? Even lambs to the slaughter must be fattened up before they are killed."
“Buzzing…” We stood beneath the four heavens, with the starry sky collapsing behind us, stars falling, and the heavens shattering, a truly eerie and terrifying sight.
"If that's the case, then let's fight again! Slay all the White and Dark monsters, and you will return in triumph!"
"Playing tricks!" the White Emperor sneered. Such methods are common throughout the heavens; anyone who wanted to could do them.
Because of the royal seal bestowed by the 488, Li Da was very worried about Ran Liang's safety, but I still sent out a wisp of my divine consciousness to watch over Ran Liang in case of any unforeseen events.
"Your people graze the heavens, and they are all cattle and sheep!"
In the game "Perfect World," I have mastered the "True Phoenix Treasure Technique." As it is a divine healing technique, I have put in a lot of hard work and have achieved a very high level of proficiency.
After speaking, Blood-Red Xiaopeng chuckled, his chilling killing intent making no attempt to conceal it.
This dark phoenix also sensed a threat!
"It really is strange!" Everyone was on high alert. Even if we looked at the four fingers, we would not have the impression of "four fingers". If we looked away, we would forget it in an instant. We could remember nothing at all.
"They're very confident, arrogant enough, but they don't have even a one percent of my former glory."
"Gentlemen, let us flatten the River of Souls and wipe out this scourge today!"
"But... since he has been defeated and died, his lingering spirit remains fixated on this matter. If you still have a way to deal with it, you would be unworthy of the title of 'Master'!"
Of course, I would be frustrated and lose my fighting spirit because of this. Let alone the possibility of a defeat, even if there really is one, would it be someone who has degenerated from humanity, gradually grows up, and eventually crosses the two minor realms of True Immortal and Immortal King to reach such an unbelievable level?
Even heroes who have fought against countless worlds can lose the arrogance deep in their hearts.
Li Da is a person with extremely weak strength, yet he can defeat special immortal kings and kill monsters in the true immortal realm, and he is invincible!
"Fight!!" The Heavenly Emperor, together with Old Wang, clashed with a Soul River creature at the King Realm. Their opponent was a Dark True Phoenix, its eyes burning with fervor, and the divine light it emitted was filled with auspicious meaning.
The Eight Lesser Ones made their move, their imperial aura surging, disrupting space and time, causing chaos in the universe, and displaying all sorts of strange phenomena that left people bewildered, yet they knew that this must be the power of a powerful being!
The Heavenly Emperor raised his hand and pointed, and a dimly lit phoenix materialized, soaring into the sky, bathed in flames of various colors, its tail feathers fluttering, looking extremely ugly.
As for Duan De and Bai Huang, those two were already quasi-Immortal Emperors. Their fall from their cultivation levels is something we are even more afraid of.
"A peak-level cultivator of the White Dark Cultivator!" The weak watched, only to see blood-red light swirling, a small roc spreading its wings, traversing the universe, tearing apart space. At that moment, even the flowing time seemed to reverse!
These were just the few who had survived the battles, and even they wore expressions of arrogance.
And these four fingers are sure to be below, in the shape of a human, with a long face, plain yet extraordinary, lost to people overseas, and forgotten in the next second.
A strange race, deep within the ancestral land of the lowlands, a small group of the lowest beings of the heavens sits in awe, overlooking the universe, herding all races and spirits, eternally destined for destruction!
This group of old kings, shrouded in the twilight of their lives, including the Fighting Macaque King, the Taoist King, the Buddhist King, and the Silkworm Valley King, also roared angrily, rekindling the passionate fighting spirit of their youth. They spared no expense, activating forbidden magical artifacts to strike at the monsters of the King Realm!
"Just the eight of them?" the Holy Prince suddenly asked, straightening his back, holding an iron rod, his aura soaring to the heavens!
"I have mastered a mysterious technique. Anyone, if their cultivation level is high enough, can remember my appearance!" Hua Hua said in a deep voice. Even I was affected. Fortunately, this magic weapon, made by Ran Liang and which had accompanied me throughout my growth, trembled and broke free from the invasion of the mysterious Daoist aura.
On the contrary, the four-colored soul masters were not annoyed at all. They just smiled and said in a flustered but calm manner, "If the ancient holy emperor is his true form, even if you join forces, you are no match for him. Whether you can leave a mark on him is another matter."
After speaking, that Venerable One suddenly charged out, his four fingers pointing down as if it were the primordial Dao, the chaotic mist bursting forth, penetrating the River of Souls, and sweeping away everything!
"If they want to gang up on you, what can they do to you?" The Four-Colored Soul Master and Blood-Red Little Peng sneered.
Even if the rest are 488 or Huahua, they are not guaranteed to be eliminated, so what are we afraid of?
The Heavenly Emperor, along with all the immortals, received the protection of the Holy Prince, and thus possessed immense power that even the Immortal Kings would find difficult to resist!
Therefore, I truly hate the ancient heroes!
However, looking at the Holy Prince behind us, we felt at ease. This monkey with golden fur was famous throughout history and was a peerless warrior!
The crowd was awe-inspiring; regardless of the era, those who could traverse time and space were no ordinary people.
In the eyes of the Eight Eccentrics, these old kings and true immortals were nothing more than ants, easily destroyed with a flick of their fingers.
"Brother!" Hua Hua's eyes welled up with tears as she took the Great Ape and cared for her fellow brother.
"White Emperor, he's not even a Quasi-Immortal Emperor yet. He's qualified to be called 'Under Heaven' again. In fact, even before the beginning of the previous era, he was guaranteed to be at least a Quasi-Under Heaven... Heh, someone like him has no right to fight you. Are you here to die?" the Four-Colored Soul Master mocked.
However, the Holy Prince stood in the back, his iron rod standing tall, separating the matter of the impoverished soul, shining brilliantly.
At this moment, the Heavenly Emperor unleashed his power, which was extraordinary and drew everyone's attention.
"Qi Zhen will be defeated!" Si Ba Ba said in a deep voice. "He will definitely be outnumbered. Ran Liang has already slaughtered his way through their strange and desolate lowlands! What Immortal Emperors? Very few of them have died on Qi Zhen's sword!"
The immortals roared, and Li Da, Tai Yi, the master of the White Blood Research Institute, and others were all filled with rage, fearless of any small enemy, and charged backward!
"No, Qi Zhen does have enemies! It's just that there are too many of them, and the strange Immortal Emperor bullied them with fewer troops," said the White Emperor.
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