In the sea of chaos, six figures emitting the original pressure of the fourth heaven realm stood.
A hazy force enveloped them, obscuring their divine powers and restraining their aura. No one could see who was standing opposite them or what race they came from.
At this time, the atmosphere between the six people was a little solemn, and five of them were quietly looking at the person who spoke first.
Hahahaha...suddenly one of the five figures laughed loudly, and then the white light covering his body dissipated, revealing a figure as tall as 100,000 kilometers.
The figure that seemed to be made of obsidian was like a sacred mountain, with four pairs of narrow white eyes on his cheeks, and black flames were jumping in his eyes.
Under the gaze of the four pairs of cross-shaped pupils burning with flames, one of the powerful aliens spoke, his voice revealing a hint of surprise.
"Alquist, it's you."
The other three powerful alien warriors were also a little surprised.
I didn't expect that the first person to express strong hostility towards the human race was not the Youtian War God Clan, which had the greatest conflict with the human race. So...
Under the gaze of the four powerful alien warriors, the first powerful warrior who spoke had a slightly cold look in his eyes, and then the black mist covering his body gradually dissipated.
It was in the same group as Alquist, so after this guy left to cover up, its identity naturally could not be hidden anymore.
But what made the four alien warriors silent again was that this warrior was not the Purple Mane King Hound who had a grudge against the human race as expected, but the 'neutral' Eternal God of the Golden Alien Race.
Golden flames leaped on the 150,000-kilometer-tall body, burning the chaos. The light drove away the chaotic air currents of billions of kilometers around it, forming a pure golden world.
Standing in the eternal golden world, the seventh eternal god Sigmund spoke slowly with a cold voice: "Everyone, Alquist and I have revealed our true identities. Isn't it time for you to reveal your identities as well?"
"The fact that you can come here means that you have communicated with each other within your tribe. There is no need to continue hiding it."
Upon hearing this, one of the powerful aliens spoke in a hoarse and low voice.
"Sigmund, you are right, but until we are sure that Chu Batian is Heng and have killed him, we will not show our faces."
The other three powerful aliens nodded slightly. Although they did not speak, they also expressed their attitudes.
Suddenly the scene fell silent again.
Sigmund and Ahlquist looked at each other and frowned slightly. They didn't expect these guys and the civilization behind them to be so cautious.
What these alien races fear is not revenge from humans, nor are they afraid that Chu Batian's identity is not the same as Hengsha's.
Instead, what they were afraid of was that Chu Batian was really Heng.
The strongest man of the human race who had disappeared for ten thousand years, at the True Emperor realm, confronted the Sixth Heaven realm head-on. As soon as he entered the Sixth Heaven realm, he killed a terrifying existence of the same realm.
If that human was Heng who had returned after breaking through the Seventh Heaven Realm, and they had not joined forces to kill him in the 'recovery period', he would be facing horrific revenge next.
With that human's terrifying combat power, once he recovers to his peak, he can destroy a peak civilization alone.
At that time, no one can stop it unless the surrounding top races join forces.
As for why Heng is so powerful and these civilizations are willing to take the risk, it is because no one wants an invincible king to appear on the ancient battlefield and be forever inferior to humans.
There was silence for a while, and then the golden dragon shrouded in golden light spoke again, his voice cold: "This is the sincerity you want, which can prove that the human is Heng."
As he spoke, Sigmund spread out his palm which was thousands of kilometers long, and a golden world slowly unfolded in his palm.
As time passed in the golden world, a towering grey arena was reflected, in which stood two figures emitting the aura of peak Titans.
It was the scene of the battle between Chen Chu and Nash Igyas of the Golden Clan.
And behind Chen Chu, who revealed his true form as a three-faced, eight-armed demon god, layers of time and space shattered, like transparent glass fragments solidified in the air.
Each of these fragments revealed some incomplete pictures, including the scene of Chen Chu conquering the Purgatory Demon Clan, and the scene of him standing with his hands behind his back, towering in the air and overlooking the earth.
The fragments eventually formed a circle, with a quietly rotating ball of gray light in the center.
This ball of light is the inheritance left by Heng that Chen Chu received at the end of the road to becoming a god, the blank prototype of the original rule.
Behind the ball of light, there is a vague and towering figure standing, with his left hand behind his back and his right hand making a seal.
It was clearly just a phantom, but the moment they saw that blurry figure, the four powerful alien warriors felt an invisible pressure that dominated the world and was invincible throughout the ages coming towards them.
Suddenly, several powerful alien warriors lost their voices.
"Heng!"
“It’s really him!”
"He actually didn't die in that desperate place, he really broke through and came back!!"
Because it was too shocking, the mist surrounding these powerful figures was slightly shaken, and as their aura floated, a powerful pressure flashed across their bodies.
"Everyone, it is certain now, right?" Sigmund showed a faint smile on his face.
Earlier, it invaded the ancient duel arena despite being injured. It not only spied on the time point of Chen Chu, but also took away a trace of his breath during that time period.
With the help of this breath of Chen Chu's former existence, the Golden Clan consumed a huge amount of resources that made the True Emperor feel painful, and secretly asked a strong man to go back to the past.
This retrospection not only involves time, but also a little bit of fate, and many traces of Chen Chu's existence can be seen.
The most important thing is that there are indeed traces of "Eternity" on him, which shocked the other eternal gods. They didn't expect that Sigmund actually guessed it right.
Then there was a scene of secretly uniting with the Youtian clan and spreading the news to the surrounding civilizations.
Including passing the news about 'Heng' to those original beings by exposing the pawns planted in other peak civilizations, and making an appointment to meet here.
What the Golden Clan and the Dark Sky Clan did not expect was that the Purple Mane King Hou Clan actually refused the alliance and did not send anyone over this time.
Before this, Alquist and another eternal god descended upon the Purple Mane King's clan, but also returned empty-handed.
As for the bounty in that distant world, it came from the Youtian Clan and the Golden Clan.
A powerful alien slowly exhaled a breath, raising a world-destroying hurricane, and his voice was filled with fear and murderous intent: "This Chu Batian must die."
Another alien surrounded by black mist nodded: "Looking at the image of the Fate Fragment, he should be in some kind of reincarnation state, or a coordinate that can lead his true body back."
"As long as we wipe him out, even if we can't completely kill Heng, it will be enough to prevent him from returning from that Jedi." The alien warrior looked at the giant that looked like an obsidian mountain range and said, "Tell me, Alquist, what are your plans?"
Ahlquist's eyes burned with fire, and his cross-shaped pupils revealed a cold light: "It's very simple. First, lead that human out of the first layer of the chaotic universe."
"The plan to lure the snake out of its hole is already underway. As long as the time is right, Chu Batian can be lured out."
"At that time, each race will need to send out a True Emperor, or even someone with a stronger cultivation base, to descend at the same time and kill them with the force of thunder, leaving no time for the race to react."
“And if the news is leaked when they attack, the strong men of each race will need to take action to stop the six True Emperors of the human race and not give them a chance to rescue.”
The plan is simple indeed, but it is very difficult to achieve.
For example, how to lure out Chen Chu, who is currently in seclusion in the Chaos Imperial City, and lead him out of the chaotic universe he is in.
In addition, there is a specific number of True Emperor-level powerhouses from the surrounding peak civilizations, and most of them are confronting each other deep in the ancient battlefield.
Therefore, as soon as the six True Emperors move and gather in a certain direction, it will immediately arouse the vigilance of the human race, and they may even discover their plan to kill Chu Batian.
By then, if other strong men from various races try to stop the True Emperor of the human race, their identities will be exposed in an instant.
As a result, they are now restraining their auras, so the behavior of their true bodies seems like a joke, and immediately several powerful aliens showed hesitation in their eyes.
This is an unsolvable conspiracy.
At this time, a powerful alien asked a question: "Why do we have to wait until Chu Batian leaves Chaos Imperial City? Can't we curse and kill him now?"
"I remember that the First Territory Lord of the Nether Sky Clan is good at Nightmare Curse and Cause and Effect. With his peerless cultivation that reached the Sixth Heaven Realm a thousand years ago, it should be no problem for him to curse and kill Chu Batian who is only half a step away from the original state, right?"
"Of course, using Chu Batian's body as Heng's inner power to curse and kill will consume a lot of energy. We will not be stingy about this and are willing to share some of it."
"This is a good idea. It's safe and efficient. Humans can't defend against it either."
"It just so happens that we have just found a Chaos Treasure in our clan's treasury. The power it contains can enhance the power of the Curse-Killing Side, so I am willing to give it to you."
Obviously, even now, these powerful aliens still do not want to expose themselves and the tribes behind them.
Black flames danced in Alquist's eyes, and he said indifferently, "We have thought of this a long time ago and have already implemented it, but unfortunately we failed."
The strong men from the Golden Clan and the Youtian Clan had already thought of this question as soon as Chen Chu's identity was confirmed.
At that time, the First Domain Lord of Youtian took action, using the Purple Qi Glazed Mirror, a Chaos Treasure that had been smelted for hundreds of thousands of years, to illuminate the heavens, penetrate time and space, and try to lock onto Chen Chu's real name with that breath.
But after the powerful sixth-level realm master, after expending huge efforts to break through the shielding power of the True Emperor of Samsara, found that there was still a layer of hazy power shielding Chen Chu.
In this situation, a fourth and a fifth heavenly realm Youtian clan member came to the rescue. After burning the source of chaos that even an original True Emperor felt painful, they finally broke through that layer of obscuring power.
Then he was shocked to find that three real names appeared in the purple glass mirror.
Furthermore, in multiple verifications by the Glazed Mirror, the real names of the three people named 'Cang', 'Tian' and 'Emperor' were all extremely real. Even if the three powerful men once again burned an origin of chaos that was comparable to a supreme treasure of chaos, they could not tell the real from the fake.
Unable to distinguish the authenticity of the three real names, the Glazed Mirror could not lock onto Chen Chu's 'essence' and kill him with the power of the Nightmare Curse.
Faced with this situation, the two tribes, which had already suffered huge losses, naturally refused to give up. The strongest of the Youtian tribe tried to curse the real name of Cang.
The result was that he was seriously injured, and was hit by a terrifying force that came from the depths of the mythological world, separated by an invisible and distant time and space.
Obviously, this was a backup plan Heng left for himself to prevent being assassinated by the forces on the illusory side.
Faced with this result, the two tribes could only choose the original plan in the end, waiting for the Chaos Imperial City to take up the bounty of the original third-day realm bait and lure Chen Chu out of that layer of chaotic universe.
Then gather the strength of all races and kill them head-on.
When Alquist was about to finish speaking, several powerful alien warriors looked solemn. They felt surprised but also thought it was natural.
With that person's strength, how could he not be prepared when preparing to return in this way?
"It seems that we have no choice but to wait, but there are still some details that need to be discussed..."
The next few towering figures discussed with Alquist and the other man for a long time before they silently disintegrated under their gaze.
What descended here were all bodies of rules that contained the projection of their will. On the surface, their strength was comparable to the original ones, but they would fall apart at the slightest touch without leaving any trace.
No matter how cautious I was, I eventually fell into their plan.
Thinking of this, Ahlquist and Sigmund looked at each other, with a hint of satisfaction in their eyes.
Under their constant oppression, a preliminary alliance of peak civilizations has been formed. The next step is to promote conflict between the alliance and the human race and ultimately bring those guys down completely.
By then, the six top civilizations will join forces, which will be enough to severely damage the human race in the ancient battlefield, and even destroy the six divine domains of the human race.
Even if Chu Batian was not killed this time, Heng would eventually revive and return, and the powerful men of the six tribes would be able to fight head-on, and would not be suppressed by the human race.
"Let's go. Today's goal has been preliminarily achieved. Next, we just have to wait for that human to come out of seclusion."
Boom! The chaotic air waves raged, and the two huge figures slowly disappeared in the turbid airflow.
Because this meeting was extremely confidential and was a conversation between True Emperors of various races, although the six regions of the human race felt a certain undercurrent surging, they were unable to confirm the specific information for a while.
Coupled with the recent rumors spread by surrounding civilizations that Chu Batian was a gifted monster, the intelligence departments of several major divine realms mistakenly believed that the source of this obscure undercurrent came from this news.
Therefore, they did not take it too seriously, or even if they wanted to, they could not take it seriously, because the level of communication among the six alien races was too high.
Especially afterwards, the undercurrent slowly subsided, as if nothing had happened and everything was back to normal.
Time passed in such an atmosphere, and in the blink of an eye, Chen Chu had been in seclusion for two years.
Two years passed in a flash for those who had stepped into the mythical realm, not to mention those primordial beings who had already attained immortality, for whom a nap could last for several years or even decades.
Therefore, neither the golden-bearded strong man from the Chaos Imperial City nor Sigmund and others cared.
But two years is like a hundred years in the black world where time flows dozens of times faster than in the mythological world.
Seclusion for a hundred years was a very long time for Chen Chu, who had only spent two years cultivating to the late stage of True Spirit. It was so long that his cultivation had reached a terrifying level.
In the black world, inside the World Tree whose branches hang over the galaxy, a pair of terrifying eyes slowly opened.