That is true.
But no one dares to be sure whether it will actually succeed.
Regardless of the many senior members of the Martial God Clan present.
Or perhaps it was the Heavenly Martial Saint and the Martial God Clan Chief present.
A solemn expression appeared in their eyes.
Almost simultaneously.
All the cosmic celestial beings and cosmic saints have taken action.
Regardless of whether Mo Tianyun can actually succeed.
He is already the strongest young member of the Martial God Clan.
If one dies while holding their breath and concentrating to create the Holy Lord Battle Mech.
Then the Martial God Clan will definitely suffer huge losses.
Such talent...
If we don't protect it properly...
Then their Martial God Clan deserves to decline!
That's why.
Regardless of how jealous the many high-ranking members of the Martial God Clan were of Mo Tianwu having such a powerful son, they all took action at the same time, forcibly moving Mo Tianyun to a strange cosmic space where the flow of time was different from that of the outside world.
Although only a moment has passed in the outside world.
However, the strange space inside had remained untouched for a full 100,000 years.
Under such circumstances.
Both the Celestial Venerable and the Saint of the Universe had their gazes slightly narrowed at this moment.
Everyone seemed worried that something might happen to Mo Tianyun.
"What's going on? Why did the elders suddenly intervene? And even the Cosmic Saint?"
Why did this suddenly happen?
"Mo Tianyun truly deserves to be called the strongest cosmic genius of our Martial God Clan today!!"
"Among the younger generation, he alone can lead the way!!"
"That is indeed the case, but don't you think the actions of our Martial God Clan elders are too strange? They are all gathered here now, talking to each other from time to time, and now they suddenly try to move Mo Tianyun's figure."
"And what's with the images in the void? What exactly is Mo Tianyun trying to do?"
...
Beneath the Starfield Battlefield.
Countless cosmic geniuses stared in disbelief at the projection in the void.
Originally, Mo Tianyun could have created the first Emperor-level combat mech.
Many people were so shocked they were speechless.
And after Mo Tianyun created the thousandth Emperor Battle Mech.
They were utterly stunned and numb.
No one dared to speak easily, their throats bobbing constantly.
Under such circumstances.
They were filled with fear.
They originally thought they were cosmic geniuses of the Martial God Clan.
It can easily and directly crush the world's number one power.
But now it seems...
In Mo Tianyun's eyes, he might be the same way...
"He's just a frog in a well after all..."
Wu Changkong sighed softly.
While everyone was discussing it.
Whether it is a cosmic deity or a cosmic saint.
now.
They all looked up at the projection in front of them.
A solemn look appeared in his eyes.
In fact, that cosmic space was specifically designed to provide a place for cosmic celestial beings to break through, containing endless resources and countless favorable environments to soothe the spiritual energy.
If Mo Tianyun had exhausted his spiritual power.
As a result, the foundation was damaged.
The many Martial Gods present would then take action.
Use all available resources to heal his wounded foundation.
"Can it really succeed?"
"If it really succeeds..."
"Our Martial God Clan will surely reach the pinnacle of glory..."
The Heavenly Venerable's expression was complex.
"If only he were my son..."
"Why... why did he have to be the son of the Heavenly Martial Saint..."
Upon hearing these words...
Mo Tianwu revealed a playful expression, glanced at his old rival, and laughed loudly: "Only my son is so powerful. If Mo Tianyun were your son, could you control him?"
"You're so lucky? Haha!!!"
Wen Tianzun wasn't angry. He glanced at Mo Tianwu silently and said sincerely, "That's true. Only your son has such a strong foundation."
"If I had a son like that... defeating you would be a piece of cake..."
"What a pity..."
"I actually hope that Mo Tianyun can really create the Holy Lord Battle Mech..."
"Although the chances are extremely slim... I will do everything in my power to save him when the time comes..."
"My son will definitely succeed!! It's okay if you don't believe in him!!"
Mo Tianwu said with extreme confidence.
...
Meanwhile.
Mo Tianyun was completely focused. He was in another universe, and endless spiritual power surged out. He was like a blazing sun scorching the earth.
Five hundred years have passed...
He seems to have missed the point...
Eight hundred years have passed...
He doesn't seem to have created anything...
Thirteen hundred years have passed...
His mental energy seemed to be running out...
The elders of the Martial God Clan had finally found a glimmer of hope.
But now I see this scene before me.
A bad feeling crept into their hearts.
"Is it really possible to create a Saint-class battle mech?"
"It seems that our spiritual power has been exhausted."
"Will it really succeed...?"
"What should we do..."
"Should we intervene and save him now?"
"If such a prodigy were to die..."
"Then it must be a significant loss..."
Anxiety appeared in the eyes of the various cosmic celestial beings.
They were talking amongst themselves.
Some are even about to make their move.
But under such circumstances...
Mo Tianwu did indeed transform into a dignified appearance, a rare occurrence for him.
"Enough! Stop gossiping!"
"I have a sliver of confidence in the chosen ones within the Martial God Clan!"
"They have a shred of respect for me!"
"I believe in my son!"
"If you don't want to believe it, then leave!"
The cosmic saint holds a high position.
Now that these words have been spoken...
Everyone present fell silent.
But they couldn't help but glance at Mo Tianyun with concern.
I couldn't resist taking action.
"It seems that the Heavenly Martial Saint is about to fail."
"I can't believe it," the God of War said softly, with great regret.
"No! There was no failure!"
Mo Tianwu was extremely certain.
His eyes gleamed with wisps of golden runes.
Boom—
As expected.
Eight hundred years later.
Mo Tianyun's almost vanished spiritual power surged back to full strength.
Amidst the horrified gazes of the crowd.
He was like a butterfly emerging from its cocoon.
Unparalleled cosmic power roamed continuously in space.
The cosmic heart within him is like a dazzling star.
It continuously constructs various wonders in the void.
"I finally found it!!"
"I finally found it!!"
That step was indeed difficult!
"So the 'Armor Transformation of Heaven and Earth' that the Sage Lingtian spoke of was the core of transforming the mecha into a miniature universe!!"
Mo Tianyun murmured to himself.
Spiritual power continuously swirled in the void.
...
The next step is to gather high-level energy from the universe.
They formed a unified whole within the Holy Lord Battle Armor.
Enhance the mech's combat and operational capabilities.
Such methods may seem difficult to others.
But in Mo Tianyun's eyes...
It was as easy as turning one's hand!
A thought suddenly occurred to him.
The seven powerful hearts trembled continuously.
The conversion of power and the continuous assembly of various components.
He is like the creator.
The Holy Lord Battle Mech can be created with ease!!
Mental Projection Amplification System...
Mech Transformation System...
I don't know how much time has passed.
Perhaps time doesn't exist; it's merely a vector recording the movement of matter for each civilization.
In the Time Acceleration Secret Realm, a terrifying mech, shimmering with the aura of creation and stretching as far as the eye can see, seemingly capable of traversing an entire star field, stands coldly, its body radiating various cosmic powers.
But in the end...
Various high-level energies from the universe converge into one.
Boom—
An endless aura emanated from the mecha.
It almost crushed the entire galaxy to pieces.
Mo Tianyun, too, successfully took that step.
"Armor Transforms Heaven and Earth!!"
He finished speaking.
The enormous mecha seemed to merge into the universe.
At this point...
Holy Lord Battle Mech - Achieved!
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