Thousands of miles away from the wild plane, two figures stood side by side, looking at the huge plane from a distance.
Of these two people, one is wearing white clothes with a light gold mask on his face. The other is an old man with a slightly hunched back. He seems to be on the verge of death.
"Mu Chen, that idiot who relied on his own strength, is also dead." The two stood in the void in silence for a long time. Then the old man suddenly spoke.
"Yeah." The person next to him responded with a faint hum.
The old man seemed to have been used to his coldness and didn't take it seriously. He continued, "Although I have no direct contact with that boy, judging from the deeds I heard, his entry was too fast. According to your memory during his lifetime, .His promotion to Realm Lord is less than half a hundred."
"Yes."
The old man grinned and seemed to be hiding his surprise. When he looked at the huge plane, there was already more admiration and fear in his eyes.
"Hehe. It's less than half a hundred... I think of that guy in my previous life. He was a genius who could never be born again. He had great perseverance, great luck, and great wisdom. But he also practiced hard for seven hundred and four years. Only then did we understand the 50% rule. We are able to reach this level because of...and this kid. Why?"
Le Zhengyang was silent.
"I almost thought that this kid was resurrected from hell just like us. Otherwise, why would his strength improve so quickly? And after every battle, there would be a huge improvement."
The old man waved his hand suddenly. His eyes were full of gloomy ice. "If these idiots are hostile to such monsters, then they must use all their strength to kill them with a thunder blow. Otherwise, he will die every time he encounters adversity. If you survive a difficult situation once, your strength will increase rapidly. How can such a monster be given time to develop and breathe. But those idiots are arrogant and arrogant. They go up to die. Hum. These The foreign barbarians had this kind of virtue ten thousand years ago. Ten thousand years later, even if they are reborn, they will still be like this."
Le Zhengyang glanced at the old man lightly but said nothing.
"On the wild plane, there is only one person who can be called a threat. In other words, as long as this kid is dealt with, the mission of destruction for you and me can be carried out unscrupulously." The old man snorted coldly. Looking at the plane in front of him, he said decisively, "This time we will... kill with one strike."
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"You're here. I thought you would rest a little longer." Emperor Ming was slightly stunned when he saw Chen Shuo tear open the space and appear in front of him. Then he said.
"I felt restless. I simply stopped staying."
Emperor Ming nodded and then asked, "You should know something about those outside the domain."
Chen Shuo pondered for a moment, nodded heavily, and said, "Yes. If I guessed correctly, then there are three remaining outer masters who are even stronger than Mu Chen. Of course. It may also be about 30,000 ordinary realm masters. If it is the latter, I can still handle it. But if it is the former..."
Emperor Ming's eyes lit up: "You really know something. These realm masters outside the realm are all resurrected from the fallen realm masters and Sun Yao warriors in history. And the realm masters who were strong during their lifetime will be even stronger after their resurrection. And listen. What you mean is that the total strength of these outside masters seems to have a fixed value."
Chen Shuo admired Emperor Ming's astuteness and said, "Yes. To tell you the truth, I have been to the center of the void once before. There are tens of thousands of realm masters entrenched there, but they all understand the 10% or 20% rule. Ordinary world lords. I don't stop doing anything. I simply want to strangle these world lords in the cradle. But I find that there seems to be some other connection between these world lords. If I kill one, then his power It will escape and be evenly absorbed by other realm lords. When I kill the last one, that last realm lord, under the power of tens of thousands of realm lords, is transformed from an ordinary realm lord. The main strength has been directly promoted to the level of understanding the double 70% rule."
Chen Shuo sighed. "I finally killed that realm lord. But his power probably also escaped and was absorbed by seven other realm lords. You see, the ordinary realm lords who attacked sporadically before have already possessed it. The power of understanding 40% or even 50% of the rules. Man Ben has also improved compared to his previous strength..."
Emperor Ming took a deep breath. Firstly, it was because of the information revealed by Chen Shuo. Secondly, he was shocked by the latter's experience.
Although Chen Shuo said it simply, Emperor Ming could imagine how difficult it was for Chen Shuo, who single-handedly slaughtered tens of thousands of world lords and finally defeated Chen Shuo, who had gathered the power of these tens of thousands of world lords.
To kill one is a sin. To kill ten thousand is to be a hero. To kill nine million is to be a hero among heroes.
And what about Chen Shuo, who slaughtered tens of thousands of gods?
"Since all the world masters in history have been resurrected, Chen Shuo, have you ever met an old man with white hair and white beard and a slightly hunched back?" Emperor Ming suddenly asked after being shocked.
"An old man with white hair and white beard. I have never met such a realm master." Chen Shuo replied.
Although tens of thousands of world lords were killed that day, with Chen Shuo's strength and his spiritual mind, he could remember all the information on the faces of those tens of thousands of world lords in his heart, and he would never forget them. However, when he looked back on his memory, he did not find the realm lord who looked like an old man with white hair and white beard that Emperor Ming mentioned.
Emperor Ming sighed. "Then you must be careful when you meet this old man. Because he is the peerless strong man who led the human race master to fight against Mu Chen, the first human race, and finally fought against the alien race in the void. The great power that will perish together... Wu Zhu."
"Wuzhu is a strong man who understands the rules of chaos, one of the nine supreme rules. Back then, his understanding of the rules of chaos has reached the 50% peak. Otherwise, he would not be able to compete with Mu Chen, who understood the dual rules. Even back then, the human race was at a disadvantage compared to the foreign races in terms of overall strength. However, our human race was able to fight against the foreign races in the wilderness. It was because of Wu Zhu’s strength, which even vaguely surpassed Mu Chen.”
Hearing the news about his powerful opponent, Chen Shuo was able to rely on more than he imagined. Perhaps it was because the enemy was too powerful, so no matter how powerful he was, it wouldn't make a difference. He nodded to express his understanding.
"So, what should we do next? I can no longer interfere in your battle. If Wu Zhu really takes action, or if a strong man like Mu Chen appears, can you still resist?"
Chen Shuo was silent for a long time. Then he said word by word, "We can't bear it, but we have to bear it. We have no way out. There is such a vast and endless void, but there is no place for you and me to hide. What's more, even if we can hide, in this wild plane, we can hide. What?"
Emperor Ming was silent. He suddenly bowed to Chen Shuo. "Chen Shuo, the fate of countless creatures in the wilderness is in your hands. On behalf of the human race, I offer you my most sincere wishes. No matter success or failure, you are mine. The most brilliant hero of the human race."
After Emperor Ming finished speaking, his expression became gloomy. He turned around and walked towards the wild plane.
At such a critical moment for the human race, he, Emperor Ming, the Lord of Starlight, was unable to participate. He could only pin his hopes on Chen Shuo within the plane.
Because Emperor Ming knew deeply that once the outside master came with strength comparable to Mu Chen, then his life would be in vain and he would even drag Chen Shuo down.
Unable to participate, it is better to let go freely. Emperor Ming is not afraid of death, but he will not insist on fighting and dying outside the void for his so-called dignity and face.
He would rather bear this frustration alone.
However, if Chen Shuo dies in battle, Emperor Ming will stand at the forefront without hesitation when the lord from outside the domain comes to the mainland.
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Chen Shuo watched Emperor Ming's back walking away step by step until he disappeared into the plane. He took another deep look at the huge wild plane. Then he turned around and stood on the plane like this. He closed his eyes. Eyes closed.
Time passes.
The void storm blew around Chen Shuo, but it was unable to hurt him at all.
There is no sun or moon in the void. It is impossible to refer to time. But Chen Shuo knows clearly that he has been standing here for one year, two months and three days.
Chen Shuo suddenly opened his eyes. A bright light flashed in Chen Shuo's eyes. It seemed that invisible waves spread from his eyes, sweeping away the void storm thousands of meters in front of him.
For more than a year, he stayed awake, silent, and still. He had raised everything about himself to the peak. At this time, because of the power revealed by opening his eyes, he was already showing some greatness.
And he opened his lips lightly and murmured two dry words.
"Coming."
The lord from outside the domain is here.
Looking forward, you can see the extreme point of your sight. Countless black spots the size of sesame seeds, sweeping towards the wild plane like locusts. Only when you get a little closer will you find those black spots like locusts. The points turned out to be all realm masters.
Tens of thousands of Realm Lords formed a turbulent wave, forming a devouring storm. Any existence facing the charge of these Realm Lords would only end up in annihilation.
There are tens of thousands of gods. Moreover, behind these world lords, there may even be existences as powerful as Wu Zhu.
Chen Shuo's face was expressionless. His face was as calm as water. He had been scared, worried, and even afraid before. He was afraid that he would not be able to withstand the attack of the master outside the realm. He was worried about his relatives and friends in the wild plane. He was afraid of the power of the enemy.
However, when the last moment really came, he found that he was unusually calm. All the emotions seemed to be grasped by a pair of invisible hands. Then they were extracted one by one, crushed in his chest, and turned into fighting spirit. Fuel. The flame of fighting spirit. The source of strength. A powerful influence on the powerful enemy.
"Come on, come on. Let this last battle be a joyful one. The battle will be dark and dark. As long as I am here, you will never step into the wilderness. Even if I die, I will make your muscles and bones broken, your body will be shattered, and you will pay for it. A heavy price."
