Chapter 836: The Statue of God Melts the Altar

This is the space-time in the palm of the statue. The faint power of concepts cuts off everything, even information cannot be avoided.

Emperor Ansheng Zen was suppressed here, unable to escape and could only endure the oppression of the terrifying aura. His clothes were torn to pieces, revealing his body covered with vertical pupils, dense and weird.

The appearance of the Dark Word Clan has always been criticized. They have human bodies, but the only organ on their bodies is vertical pupils.

Emperor Ansheng Zen had a hunched body, almost bent over, and let out a low roar. His ferocious eyes moved back and forth, falling on the five huge pillars engraved with characters that stood tall at the edge of time and space.

"Only the transcendent can fight against the transcendent!"

"hey-hey!"

As he spoke, a hint of doubt flashed through his mind. He thought that this exploration of the Tomb of Transcendence would be the same as in the past. Although there would be some risks, he would be able to escape unscathed with some gains in the end.

But for some reason, many mysterious and powerful guys appeared this time, working together to activate a vortex channel, opening up a second level of cemetery time and space that had never been heard of.

"Good and bad things go hand in hand. The opportunities in this crisis bring me closer to the transcendent..."

Suppressing his complicated thoughts, Emperor Ansheng Zen slowly spread out his palm. The vertical pupil on it blinked, a faint light flashed, and then a gray-white stone slab appeared out of thin air.

An ordinary stone slab, as if it was cut from the ground at random, with a footprint with clear texture printed on its rough surface. The strange thing is that this footprint has seven toes and an inexplicable rhythm lingering on it.

Don't underestimate this thing, it is the hidden treasure of Emperor Ansheng Zen, an absolute killer.

Countless years ago, a transcendent being came to the Dark Word Clan. When he left, he left a pair of footprints where he stood.

God knows what a terrible price Emperor Ansheng Zen paid in order to fight for this holy object. The planning and arrangement alone took him countless epochs, and the heads of the creatures who died as a result could fill up the entire world.

"Hah! Ha—"

Emperor Ansheng Zen tightly grasped the stone slab, and his pupils on half of his body suddenly widened to the limit. His bloodshot eyeballs were about to burst out, and colorful and dazzling divine light emerged in his pupils, and then completely returned to grayness.

"Hail! Lord Jehovah of Eternal Darkness, please allow me to use your power!"

"break!!"

Boom! Sizzle——

The gray-white stone slab held high by the Dark Zen Emperor emitted wisps of golden light from his footprints, which spread out in all directions like ripples.

It seemed to be slow, but it spread to the end of time and space in an instant. The pillar of heaven was cut off, time and space were shattered, and concepts were erased. The terrifying power continued unabated, directly slashing on the chest of the statue. The towering body froze for a moment, and the huge star vortex eyes suddenly withered and shattered, swallowed by a touch of darkness.

“Huh, huh~ Hehe, hahahaha!!”

Looking at the statue that had completely lost its ability to function, Emperor An Sheng Chan laughed wildly. Holding the stone slab in his hand, he seemed to feel that he had become the master of this tomb.

"Humph! This is an extraordinary opportunity, no one can snatch it from me!"

Looking at the concept source that was so close and within easy reach, Emperor Ansheng Zen felt a surge of ambition in his heart. He carefully put away the stone slab, and then rushed towards the red ball of light with big strides.

Sizzle!

The void shattered, and a figure walked out of it. He ignored the Ansheng Zen Emperor who had hurried over, and was about to enter the concept source body first.

“How dare you!! Get lost——”

Emperor An Shengchan was furious. How could he let others take away the fruits of victory that he had fought so hard for? With murderous intent in his eyes, he directly sacrificed the gray-white stone slab.

No one who can step into this place is a simple person. Hiding one's abilities will only give others opportunities. The best choice is to kill the opponent with thundering means and shock the heroes.

"Oh? What's up?"

Bai Donglin's figure paused, and he slowly turned around. After seeing the densely packed strange vertical pupils on the naked body of Emperor Ansheng Zen, a hint of displeasure flashed in his eyes, and he glanced at the gray-white stone slab with interest.

"What's up?"

Such a contemptuous response made Emperor An Shengchan so angry that his eyes hurt. His dense pupils opened into a bloody mouth full of sharp white teeth, and he roared and growled, looking even more terrifying for a moment.

These mouths are not illusions, but real organs growing deep in the pupils. It can only be said that the Dark Word Clan is a group that does look a bit weird.

“So ugly.”

Bai Donglin looked serious and gave the most objective evaluation.

Although success or failure does not determine a hero, and beauty or ugliness does not determine strength or weakness, Bai Donglin has no need to hide his likes and dislikes. This is the privilege of the strong.

"Arrogant bastard! Die!"

The vertical pupils on Emperor Ansheng Zen's body closed again, the stone slab in his hand trembled slightly, and a ripple of golden light shot towards Bai Donglin.

clang!!

The golden light collided with the vortex force lingering on the body's surface, making a crisp sound of collision, and then it shattered into tiny specks of light and disappeared.

The Emperor secretly used his trump card and made a desperate attack, but even Bai Donglin's defense could not be broken.

"What!? This, this is impossible..."

Emperor Ansheng Zen was so frightened that he stepped back repeatedly, his eyes moving back and forth between the stone slab and Bai Donglin, unable to believe what he saw.

"A frog in a well, picking up a piece of junk, thinks he is invincible?"

"You attack me, and I will strike you back. Whether you can survive or not depends on your luck."

After saying that, he snapped his fingers, and a trace of vortex force condensed into a sword shadow, tearing through time and space, and instantly slashed at the source of the information of the Dark Zen Emperor.

"No--"

Snap!

The gray-white stone slab and the information source point shattered almost at the same time. Bai Donglin shook his head, turned around and stepped into the concept source body.

It’s not that Emperor An Sheng Chan is weak, it’s that he is not a human, otherwise, he would have survived this attack.

Bai Donglin was frank and admitted that he was a racist and a populist.

The "race" here is not just about skin color, but refers to completely different life forms. The life forms between the two are completely different concepts.

It's like the difference between carbon-based life and silicon-based life.

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Those who are not of my race must have different hearts.

When he was in the Only True World, his attitude towards aliens showed that if the aliens didn't provoke him, he wouldn't go out of his way to cause trouble for them, but if he asked for trouble, they would just die.

Buzz!

As Bai Donglin stepped into the concept source body, its light film flickered and solidified instantly, eliminating the possibility of a second living being entering, just like the meeting of sperm and egg.

Bai Donglin's realm is extremely high. With the help of the vortex power, he has already gained a deep understanding of the concepts. In just a short moment, he has absorbed and digested the essence of the concepts in the concept source.

Then, the same scene appeared again. The statue turned into red liquid, merged with the dripping concept source, passed through the light column channel, crossed time and space, appeared in the center of the cemetery, and condensed into a huge brick.

Emperor Ansheng Zen was indeed unlucky and too weak, and was trapped in the palm of time and space for too long.

There are many statues of gods here and a few on the other side. Every existence can be allocated many concept sources, which can be said to be more than enough and there is no need to fight for them.

Until Bai Donglin made a move, using his immortality to kill many clones in a moment. The powerful and special self-consciousness could easily control the clones to act at the same time, and coupled with the attitude of the statue welcoming its master, it was almost like offering the concept source with both hands.

In an instant, except for the concept source body that had already entered from the other side, everything else was taken over by Bai Donglin.

"Huh? What's going on?"

After Sanqing digested the second concept source body, he stepped out leisurely. He wanted to deal with a statue not far away, but found that the concept source body had blocked the light film.

He thought it was just bad luck and didn't take it seriously, so he just looked for another place. But then tens of thousands of concept source bodies were like this, and he continued to meet many other shores who were looking for ownerless source bodies like him, and finally he realized that something was wrong.

“Weird! Weird!!”

The Three Pure Ones frowned, and their eyes, surrounded by purple light, scanned the world again and again, trying to find the source of the change.

Bai Donglin's real body was holding Xiao Baiyuan in his arms, still standing in the same place, not moving a step since he came to this space and time.

"Father! What kind of magical power do you have?"

"Haha, you can't learn this magical power."

Bai Donglin's eyes were deep, with endless runes flashing and surging in the depths of his pupils. Everything that the clone saw and heard was as if he was there in person.

These clones possess 99% of his power, including the power of vortex, which is truly beyond belief. Until now, he has not figured out the upper limit of immortality and the seven-colored divine light.

He now contains the endless heavens in his body. What a huge amount of matter, but he is immortal and indestructible and can still function normally. He can kill 99% of his own existence and recover to full health in an instant.

Where did the matter that was cut off and restored out of thin air come from? How powerful is the seven-colored divine light that can make "immortality" ignore rules and logic.

It’s almost there, Bai Donglin whispered in his heart, he will soon be able to unveil the mysterious veil covering the seven-colored divine light and see through everything.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom—

While many beings on the other side were searching frantically, the opportunity for the conceptual source had ended silently.

As Bai Donglin finished his perception, all the statues turned into brilliant liquids of different colors at the same time, following the column of light and converging at the center of the tomb's space and time.

Seeing this scene, the people on the other side who had just tasted the sweetness were dumbfounded. They stared blankly at the falling bricks, feeling at a loss in their hearts.

Countless bricks with sides tens of millions of light years long were piled up layer by layer. In an instant, they formed a four-sided altar that was wide at the bottom and narrow at the top.

The huge bricks are made of different materials, shining with different divine lights, and are covered with strange conceptual patterns.

The endless colorful light was so dazzling that the entire space and time turned into a sea of ​​light under its reflection. The streams of light gathered and flowed, condensing on the altar.

Gradually, a slowly rotating infinite vortex leaped into the present space and time.

"Is the secret treasure of the Lord of the Source behind this vortex?"

(End of this chapter)