The first thousand two hundred and sixty-eight chapters
Was the ancient catastrophe a war that swept across the entire divine realm?
This thought flashed through Lin Ming's mind. The scale of this war was so large that Lin Ming found it unimaginable. Even the rules of heaven were changed because of this.
What kind of horrific war would it take to defeat the laws of heaven?
At this moment, Lin Ming saw a huge purple-gold altar emerging from the void. A tall and burly man wearing a white robe stood on the altar.
He held a golden scepter in his right hand and a thick ancient seal in his left hand. At that moment, standing on the altar, he seemed to be the only one in the world.
He was alone, facing an army composed of two hundred Heavenly Lords and millions of Holy Lords.
"Is that the Conferred God Heavenly Venerable?"
This thought flashed through Lin Ming's mind.
Fengshen Tianzun, the leader of the divine domain 3.6 billion years ago!
The figure was far away, but the moment Lin Ming saw him, his heart was shaken. Looking at him, it was as if he was facing the universe and the ancient stars.
Then, the terrifying pressure rushed down like a waterfall, and the murderous intent was surging. Lin Ming was under such pressure, and he felt like a leaf of duckweed, about to be swallowed up at any time.
"Is this the will of the Heavenly Lord? It's the memory of the Conferred God Platform!"
Lin Ming was shocked. Now there is no doubt that the ancient Conferring God Platform is the divine weapon of the Conferring God Heavenly Lord, and the big seal in the Conferring God Stage's hand is the Ancient Seal of Heaven.
Thirty and sixty million years ago, the God-conferring Tianzun led the masters of the ancient gods to fight against the great calamity. He stood on the God-conferring platform and ordered his troops!
Later, the ancient Conferred God Platform disappeared after the catastrophe. It may even have suffered a heavy blow and been seriously damaged. Otherwise, Tianzun Haoyu would not have been able to obtain a trace of the spirit of the ancient Conferred God Platform to refine a replica of the Conferred God Platform.
Taste.
The Ancient Seal of Cangtian was used by the Conferred God Tianzun to suppress an unknown existence. This suppression lasted for 3.6 billion years. It is impossible to imagine what was suppressed under the Ancient Seal of Cangtian that could survive for so long!
Lin Ming had this doubt in his heart, but at this time, it was difficult for him to think about it. The pressure on the Conferring God Stage was too terrifying, and the surging pressure was pouring on Lin Ming wantonly. His body, soul, and inner world were bearing the pressure at the same time.
Baptized by this pressure.
His spiritual thoughts seemed to be shattered, and the world within his body was about to collapse. This was the pressure left behind when the God-conferring Heavenly Lord stood on the God-conferring stage.
It is the terrifying will formed by the martial arts thoughts of hundreds of Heavenly Lords, millions of Holy Lords, and powerful realm kings, and dominates all living things!
Even after 3.6 billion years, even if the Conferring God Platform refined by Haoyu Tianzun only took a trace of the remnant soul of the original Conferring God Platform artifact, it was still unbearable for Lin Ming!
Under such pressure, sweat broke out on Lin Ming's forehead, and the veins on his arms bulged like earthworms.
In the hands of the God-Sealing Heavenly Lord, the thick ancient seal of the sky slowly floated up. Tens of feet of silver fell from the ancient seal of the sky, flying freely in the sky. A wave of majesty from the gods spread out.
Millions of masters from the God Realm looked solemn and did not make a sound. The strong wind was hunting and the wind and clouds were sweeping. At this moment, their thoughts converged into a terrifying torrent, shattering the void!
Time and space are extinguished, and all living beings are trembling!
Lin Ming struggled to hold on, and all the blood vessels in his body were almost crushed, but he still climbed up step by step.
It was extremely difficult, and his will, under this pressure, was like a piece of divine iron being forged.
"What is Lin Ming going through?"
"What is it? We can't see it!"
Many disciples discovered Lin Ming's anomaly. It was obvious that Lin Ming was undergoing some kind of suffering. They had clearly seen the catastrophes of seven thousand feet, eight thousand feet, and nine thousand feet before, but now they had no idea about Lin Ming at all.
What have you experienced.
"The last thousand feet of the Conferred God Platform varies from person to person. However, since ancient times, no powerful person from the Divine Sea has climbed the last thousand feet. It is difficult to say what Lin Ming is going through."
"Although we can't see it, what makes Lin Ming so difficult must be a disaster that is unimaginable for us!"
Not to mention the ordinary audience present, not even the many experts in the distinguished seats, and even the Realm King Xiao Daozi had no idea what Lin Ming was going through at this moment.
Time seemed to slow down extremely slowly at that moment. Lin Ming seemed to have seen the war that swept through the world. He had seen the destruction of billions of creatures. He had seen the stars bursting into pieces and the world collapsing. The phoenix was resurrected, the blue dragon was lying on its corpse, and the blood of the divine beast was like
As the rivers flow, the Heavenly Lord will also fall, and the Holy Lord's life is like dust in the air, disappearing every moment.
Such a scene is vast, majestic, depressing, and tragic!
He couldn't see it clearly even though he was in it, but the terrifying murderous intent and will impacted Lin Ming's mind, making his mind almost collapse!
"Hongmeng War Spirit!"
Lin Ming shouted loudly, sacrificed the Hongmeng War Spirit, and opened the way with the Sword of Will.
The dark golden sword of will collides with the killing sea!
Boom!
The moment the sword of will, which was usually invincible, struck into the sea of killing, Lin Ming felt a huge earthquake in the sea of consciousness, and the pain of tearing his soul came over him. However, he did not give up, and still endured the severe pain to open a way with the sword of will, otherwise he would be in danger.
Under such pressure, he couldn't climb up at all.
Time passes bit by bit, a quarter of an hour, half an hour, an hour, two hours...
Lin Ming relied on his unyielding will to climb to the ninety-nine hundred feet of the Conferred God Platform!
At this time, his face was pale, his whole body was soaked with sweat, his true energy was overdrawn, and his sword of will had completely dimmed. It was hard to imagine what kind of hardships he had experienced along the way.
Even though Lin Ming's foundation was extremely deep, he had already reached his limit at this time. He had reached this point solely by relying on his thoughts.
His fingers were scratched, his lips were bitten until they bled, his eyes were blurred with sweat, and Lin Ming's voice seemed to be far away. He just gritted his teeth and moved forward step by step!
Nine thousand nine hundred and fifty feet, nine thousand nine hundred and sixty feet...
We are about to reach the top!
At this moment, all the audience became excited.
"Lin Ming is really going to reach the top!?"
"It's hard to say. At this last moment, we are likely to experience a more terrifying disaster! Just like the previous disasters experienced by Eight Thousand Zhang and Jiu Qianzhang!"
"I don't know what a disaster of ten thousand feet would look like. Now it's hard to say whether Lin Ming can climb up."
Although they don't know what Lin Ming went through before, everyone can see that he actually climbed here with this tenacious will. He himself has long since collapsed!
If he experienced another disaster at an altitude of 10,000 feet, it would probably be more terrifying than the disaster at 9,000 feet. It would be almost impossible for Lin Ming to survive it again.
At Nine Thousand Zhang, Lin Ming created a miracle by breaking through the middle stage of the Divine Sea. Now, unless Lin Ming breaks through to the late stage of the Divine Sea, he can only fail.
As for him who had just broken through the middle stage of Shenhai, it was obviously impossible for him to break through to the late stage of Shenhai immediately.
"Nine thousand nine hundred and ninety feet!"
"Last moments!"
Everyone held their breath. At this moment, they suddenly felt that the vitality of the world around the Conferred God Platform suddenly became chaotic. Horrible energy exploded. The huge Conferred God Platform began to tremble, as if a real dragon was resurrecting in the Conferred God Platform.
"Is there really a disaster?"
"How can we withstand the disaster at this time?"
Everyone felt sorry for Lin Ming at this time. If there was still disaster at ten thousand feet, then the difficulty of the Conferred God Platform was too abnormal, and it was impossible for people to climb up it.
"What is that!"
Someone suddenly pointed to the top of the Conferred God Platform and said.
"Look at the thirty-third level of the Conferred God Platform, there is a figure!"
People were extremely horrified. At the top of the Conferred God Platform, stood the silhouette of a tall man in white. He had his hands behind his back, as if he was standing in the eternal river of time, looking towards the future and ancient times, blending into the vast world.
Although it was just a shadow, the moment he appeared, he was like a ruler between heaven and earth. The billions of people present had the urge to worship. Xiao Daozi, who was floating in the sky, was even more attracted by this.
It was captured by such a force that it could no longer maintain its flying state!
Xiao Daozi was shocked. He quickly made a seal and flew backwards for tens of thousands of feet. He managed to stabilize his body, slowly descended, and finally landed directly on the ground.
Flying over the Conferred God Platform is prohibited, but that is for young disciples. As a realm king, Xiao Daozi can still fly, but now, in front of this phantom, he can't fly. How can he not be surprised?
!
"This person is..."
Xiao Daozi's thoughts turned sharply. He was just a shadow, but his aura was even more powerful than the average Heavenly Lord! Xiao Daozi couldn't think of anyone with such power!
This is also inevitable. The ancient Tianzun all lived 3.6 billion years ago. Not to mention Xiao Daozi, even Haoyu Tianzun didn’t know him. If Lin Ming hadn’t found the Ancient Seal of Heaven under the ancient imperial capital, he wouldn’t have been able to
Know the God of Conferment Tianzun.
"Who is he? What a terrifying aura! Facing him is like facing the ancient stars."
"It's just a phantom. How far will he reach in person?"
"I don't know! Could it be Tianzun Haoyu?"
"It's definitely not Tianzun Haoyu. I don't know which ancient king this is!"
People were talking about it, and Lin Ming, who was almost unconscious on the Conferring God Stage, also saw this phantom.
Others didn't know him, but Lin Ming knew this person clearly - Fengshen Tianzun!
The phantom of the God-conferring Heavenly Lord stood in front of him, only the last ten feet away from him!
"Seal...God...Tian...Zun..."
Lin Ming's lips moved slightly, but at this time he could no longer make a sound. He just looked at the Conferred God Heavenly Lord, with blood bleeding from the corners of his mouth.
The tall white shadow walked slowly on the Conferring God Stage. He slowly walked to the edge of the Conferring God Stage. Lin Ming looked up, but could not see his face clearly. He could only feel a vastness in him.
With a majestic aura, he seemed to have traveled through the endless endless river of time, spanning 3.6 billion years!
The phantom of the Divine Conferred Heavenly Lord lowered his head to look at Lin Ming. His eyes were like a deep void that could not be penetrated.
Although Lin Ming didn't understand the Conferred God Heavenly Lord, he sincerely admired him. He was responsible for the history of the Divine Realm 3.6 billion years ago!
Lin Ming wanted to call out to his senior, but he couldn't make a sound. At this moment, the Conferred God Heavenly Lord indifferently stretched out his hand and slowly carved something in the void...
(I was delayed due to some things during the day. Then I got stuck in the afternoon and wrote several hundred words for a few hours. I sat there until seven or eight o'clock before I finally felt it was right and started crying. The second update will be late.)
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