Chapter 239: The Crest of the Era
Above the Milky Way, Silver Boy sat on the Sun Throne with a solemn expression.
Bai Donglin guessed correctly. Yin Tong really could not interfere with the assessment process. If he could, with his cunning and means, he would have fulfilled the agreement with Wandering Emperor long ago.
Because we can't, we can only place our hopes on these examiners again and again.
"This batch of examinees is indeed very outstanding. Any of them can be the leaders among the previous examinees."
"It's too abnormal for so many evil geniuses to appear at the same time..."
Yin Tong frowned. It had existed for an extremely long time, not only because it was an artifact spirit and had no lifespan limit, but also because it was sleeping almost all the time.
The Demon-Suppressing Temple is operating normally and it does not need to worry about it. In the past nearly 200 million years, the only thing it has had to worry about is the assessment of the Wandering Emperor.
So it sleeps for tens of thousands of years, then wakes up for a while to preside over the assessment, and then falls asleep again.
There is no way around this. If you stay awake all the time, even the spirit of the weapon will show abnormalities. In serious cases, your spiritual consciousness may collapse!
In the words of that bastard Wandering Emperor, the program was overloaded and had to be restarted.
Yin Tong's brows were still furrowed, his thoughts drifting further and further away, and his attention was no longer on the test below.
"It has been less than 10 billion years since the end of the previous era and the beginning of the new era. The peak should not appear so early..."
Yin Tong pointed his finger into the void, and silver light gathered to form a huge map.
On the map, one can faintly see lines of characters from far to near: the Age of Chaos, the Ancient Age, the Prehistoric Age, the Age of Primordial Disaster, the Age of World Chaos...
Until the end of the map, the three big words "New Era" shine brightly.
In the chaos of ancient times, a silver ray of light rose from the ancient times and spread along an inexplicable trajectory, rising and falling.
The silver light has ups and downs, peaks and troughs. If you look closely at the graph, you will find that although the spacing between each peak is different, the difference is not too big.
Until the silver light spread to the "New Century", a sudden peak rose up, which was extremely eye-catching above the shining map.
Hiss~ Yin Tong sucked in a breath of cold air, with silver light flashing in his eyes. If he hadn't compared it, he wouldn't have known. The intuitive display on the map made him horrified.
As his spiritual consciousness moved, the silver light on the map dissipated, and another silver light reappeared and spread, until it finally dissipated directly, and this cycle was repeated tens of thousands of times.
Yin Tong stopped and compared the information deep in his mind tens of thousands of times. The results were the same. He was not wrong. This was just a simple statistic, unless the data information deep in his core was wrong.
Yin Tong shook his head slightly and directly ruled out this idea. The information deep in the core of his mind was very important. Every "crash and restart" was a key protected area, and there would definitely be no problems.
The Demon-Suppressing Temple was born in the ancient times. It was also born at that time, spanning many eras and long years. Even though it frequently fell into a deep sleep, it still could not escape the fate of spiritual collapse.
Fortunately, it is protected by the eternal protection of the Demon-Suppressing Temple. After it collapses and dies, it will be reborn in the temple.
Theoretically, it is a new self every time it is reborn, and its memory is almost cleared, but the core memory is permanently preserved, and will not be lost even if it "crashes and restarts".
In other words, the statistics on this chart cannot be wrong.
"So, what caused all this?"
"The peak of the new era has come almost 20 billion years earlier. This is too abnormal!"
Yin Tong fell into silent thought. Now it was no longer a speculation, it had already confirmed the news.
Just now, when the map was drawn for the first time, he was so shocked that he didn't care about so many rules and directly read the memories of all the examinees who had died completely below.
He was already fully aware of the current situation in the outside world, instead of hastily speculating on the arrival of the peak of the era based solely on these one hundred evil geniuses.
When something is abnormal, there must be something wrong, but we don’t know whether it is good or bad.
A trace of worry flashed across Yin Tong's eyes, and then he shook his head slightly. The sudden change in the tide of the times was not something a small character like him needed to worry about.
Those forces that have risen since ancient times must have known about this situation long ago.
It only needs to do its job well, guard the temple, and prevent those demons from breaking through and suppressing it.
Putting aside his messy thoughts, Yin Tong lowered his gaze again and focused his attention on this group of examinees.
It now not only hopes that someone among this group of people can successfully obtain Wandering Emperor's inheritance and help it escape from this boring and repetitive task, but there are other inexplicable meanings in its eyes.
The tide of the times rises and falls, but each peak only lasts for a few hundred million years, and the vast majority of the rest of the time is either accumulating energy or being dormant.
Among these examinees below, there might be some trendsetters of the times! Every peak of an era is a time when powerful people emerge in large numbers and it is extremely brilliant.
The most brilliant, exciting, but also the most tragic and darkest period of time. Even Yin Tong didn't dare to think too much about the meaning behind it, and was extremely taboo.
“Drink!”
The loud shout attracted everyone's attention. Liekong transformed into a huge plasma giant, with endless energy flames surrounding his body. He raised a blazing sun in both hands and smashed it down fiercely.
Boom! Amidst the violent roar, the sun sank, and the terrifying golden divine flames boiled and rolled, filling the entire square space. The flames that had nowhere to vent rushed up to the sky, and a huge golden flame column rose slowly.
Ahhh! A fierce howl sounded, and several blurred demonic shadows slowly melted away in the golden flames until they completely turned into nothingness.
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In the endless golden flames, Liekong's huge body stood still, nine flaming rings behind him slowly rotated, and his eyes were like the scorching sun, shining brightly.
Watching the demon shadow being completely burned, Liekong had a cold and unperturbed expression, as if he had really turned into the Sun God.
Click!
A crisp splicing sound was heard from top to bottom, starting from a big sun throne, and a series of stairs condensed by light slowly spread down to in front of Liekong.
In the end, the Son of the Sun, Rekong, actually surpassed everyone else and became the first person to pass the first level of the assessment.
Everyone's expression remained unchanged, they all looked as if they had expected it. There was nothing they could do, it was just that they were lucky.
Under a corner of the galaxy, a hundred suns were hanging in the sky. For Liekong, this environment was simply a blessing from nature. His strength increased infinitely. In the end, he used all kinds of big moves crazily, and held the Dharma image of the sun and bombarded wildly, and he killed them almost every second.
Bang! The staircase of light became extremely wide. Liekong did not return to his original form, but still maintained the colorful form of a plasma giant.
He walked slowly towards the Great Sun Throne step by step. The nine flaming divine rings behind him were spinning slightly. The golden flames of the Great Sun were lingering in the divine rings, and he looked majestic and powerful.
Tsk tsk tsk, it's OK, this wave really let Liekong pretend! Bai Donglin narrowed his eyes slightly. Liekong's operation gave him a lot of inspiration. It turned out that the muscular man was not useless. As long as more special effects were added, he could still beat his second brother's sword fairy form! Cry ! The golden-winged Roc transformed into its original form, showing extreme speed in the square area, turning into a vague and invisible golden light, shuttling back and forth in the square space of neither large nor small.
The speed was getting faster and faster, and in just a moment, the entire square space was filled with golden light.
Sizzle! A completely transparent strange monster could no longer hide its body under the penetration and cutting of countless rays of light. Its body was cut into pieces bit by bit until it turned into a pool of smelly blood.
"Humph! An inferior species."
The golden-winged Roc transformed into a human body with an arrogant look. It glanced at the woman in the red dress, then climbed up the stairs of light without looking back.
As Liekong was the first to ascend the Great Sun Throne, the people who followed him seemed to be stimulated and burst out one after another. In less than half an hour, more than a dozen people ascended the throne.
Bai Donglin was a little slower and was still some distance away from the Sun Throne, but he was not in a hurry. As long as he was at a very dangerous level or above, he would still take the time to refresh his energy.
There are more than 30 people behind him to support him. Now that he has sat on the throne of the Sun, he can't just wait like a fool. It is more important to accumulate energy.
Bai Donglin was thinking about his men working non-stop, and scarlet blood lines lingered around his palm knife, which slashed out diagonally. The huge demon in front of him instantly turned into rotten meat on the ground.
Suck! Swallow the sky and the earth!
(End of this chapter)