Chapter 242 Two Gods
"Someone dares to interfere in the affairs of the Demon Lord! Even in the ancient times, there were only a few people who dared to act like this!" Another person sighed, his tone full of incredulity.
"Could it be that he was a helping hand invited by the God of Time and the God of Space?!" Another person guessed, doubts and expectations flashing in his eyes.
"How many people in this world can keep pace with the Demon Lord? Those existences are all peerless strong men who can shock the ages and leave their names in history! Why do we know nothing about this person?" Discussion The voices came and went, full of confusion and curiosity.
In the complex and probing gazes of many heaven-level powerhouses, Jiang Han stood in front of the Demon Lord. His figure was particularly eye-catching. It was a kind of detached temperament that made people I felt shocked and confused, as if he didn't belong to this world at all, but had traveled from some distant time and space with unsolved mysteries.
"From your body, I feel a palpitating familiar charm, as if I have spanned a long time and reunited with those figures who once fought side by side." The Demon Lord's eyes are deep, like the brightest stars in the dark night sky , locked onto Jiang Han tightly, with an imperceptible fluctuation in his tone, and slowly opened his lips.
A playful smile appeared at the corner of Jiang Han's mouth, as if he had everything under control. He lightly snapped his fingers, and the sparks dancing on his fingertips were as cheerful as elves. Immediately, the world seed containing endless mysteries beside him seemed to respond to the call of its master, suddenly blooming with a soft and mysterious light. This ray of light gradually gathered, forming a brilliant portal. Inside the portal, there was a miniature and vivid scene of the small world, like an extremely delicate picture scroll, slowly unfolding in front of everyone's eyes.
In the small world, there are thousands of people. They stand or sit in different shapes, but all of them are majestic and majestic. Among this group of people, the first thing that caught the eye were a few god-kings with solemn expressions and exuding the aura of ancient gods. Their presence seemed to be the brightest stars in this world, attracting attention. In addition, although the rest of the people are not as prominent as the God King, they each carry a terrifying power that is heart-stopping. It is a powerful force that can shake the world and rewrite the rules.
"Above the heavenly level! How is this possible?!" Among the crowd watching the battle, a master whispered in disbelief, his voice mixed with shock and awe. As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar all around, and everyone's eyes became extremely solemn, as if frozen by this sudden shock. Their eyes widened with disbelief on their faces. Their gazes focused on Jiang Han, and their hearts were full of doubts and speculations - what kind of origins and secrets does this seemingly ordinary young man have that can make a small Are there so many heaven-level experts hidden within the World Seed?
At this moment, the atmosphere of the entire battlefield became extremely heavy due to this scene. Every breath seemed to be able to feel the tension and expectation in the air. Everyone's thoughts were attracted by this mysterious young man. Fascinated, waiting for whatever miracle might come next.
In that ancient and mysterious time and space, everything was silent, and only the whispers of the wind seemed to tell the vicissitudes of the past. An old and distant voice penetrated the void and echoed at the edge of the world's seeds, "Demon Lord, time flies by, and we meet here again. You are still as graceful and majestic as before. "
The figure of the old man guarding the tomb gradually appeared outside the ancient and indestructible barrier. His eyes traveled through endless time and space, but could only stay at this last moment. On the boundary, looking into the distance with complex emotions. There was a hint of helplessness and nostalgia in his voice, as if a thousand years had passed just for this gentle sigh.
"Master...Master..." Along with this low and slightly choked call, the huge body of the nameless god and demon trembled slightly, and there was a faint light in his eyes that could look at all the worlds. The blush, which was the yearning and admiration that had been suppressed for countless years, was quietly released at this moment.
"Devil Lord, you liar!" The ancient king Heiqi, an overlord who once competed with the world, roared through the sky at this moment, with a bit of anger and a bit of unwillingness, "Back then you tempted us Where are the promises and rewards made by the seven people who conquered the sky together? Have they all disappeared with the wind? "
On the side, a crisp and slightly childish voice sounded, that was Dugu Xiaoxuan, her eyes flashed with anticipation and uneasiness, her hands clenched on the wall that seemed to be able to isolate everything, her voice trembled slightly, "Uncle Demon Lord, you really still exist in this world! Then, my Where is my father? Where is he now? I...I miss him..." After saying that, two lines of clear tears fell silently, dripping on the cold wall, making tiny ripples.
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At the moment when Jiang Han’s small world slowly emerged from nothingness, those beings who had had entanglements, grudges, or friendships with the Demon Lord seemed to be attracted by some invisible force. Pulls and pulls gathered from all directions. They sighed, questioned, or expected. Various emotions were intertwined and turned into greetings that spanned time and space, echoing in this ancient and mysterious space.
“You imprisoned them!” The Demon Lord’s face was as carved by ice, his eyes were deep and waveless, and his voice was filled with biting coldness, as if it could freeze the surrounding air. Every word was unacceptable. Doubtful accusations.
“It’s not just them,” Jiang Han stood with his hands behind his back and looked particularly proud. There was no fear in his eyes, only unswerving belief, “Including all of you, we must Follow me and embark on this road to subvert the sky and challenge the supreme authority."
"How can you understand the power of heaven if you have not personally experienced the earth-shattering war in the ancient times. The horror is beyond description!" There was an imperceptible trace of vicissitudes in the Demon Lord's words, as if the weight of that period of history was weighing on his heart.
"In that battle, the gods gathered together, fully prepared and full of confidence, intending to climb to the top of the Nine Heavens and challenge the indescribable existence. However, even so, they only touched the threshold of the eighth heaven, and did not even know the true face of heaven. You can see the slightest bit!" The Demon Lord snorted, his tone full of disdain and helplessness, as if he was laughing at those attempts that were overestimating their capabilities.
“Looking back at today, the glory of the past has become a cloud, the strong have fallen, the survivors are lingering, the wheels of reincarnation have ruthlessly run over, and generations of heroes have turned into dust. With this endgame, what can we use to compete with the way of heaven? If you charge blindly before the time comes, you will die in vain!" The Demon Lord's voice suddenly rose, and every word was like a heavy hammer, hitting the hearts of everyone present, and there was deep worry hidden in the rebuke. "Speaking of which, this should be our second face-to-face conversation." Jiang Han raised a faint smile, his eyes gentle but revealing a power that cannot be ignored. He seemed to be examining the Demon Lord, and he seemed to be examining the Demon Lord. Looking at the whole world, "Are you doubting my ability, or are you afraid of this unprecedented change?"
"Reverse the yin and yang, the dream is empty!" Faced with it! Jiang Han's question, the Demon Lord did not respond with words, but suddenly uttered eight words. Each word was like a demonic voice pouring out from under the Nine Netherworld, containing soul-stirring power. They were floating in the air. The echoes seem to tear apart the boundary between reality and illusion, exposing the essence of all illusions in the world.
At that moment, the atmosphere of the battlefield suddenly became unpredictable, as if everything in the world was waiting with bated breath for something. The dark flowers, like the deepest nightmare in the night sky, bloom silently in the void. Not only are they breathtakingly beautiful, they also exude a strange and alluring pollen that slowly floats in the air. , with a hint of call from the abyss, which makes people feel chilly.
At the same time, bursts of eerie sounds that seemed to come from the abyss of hell, accompanied by the rise and fall of those dark flowers, quietly penetrated into the depths of every warrior's heart, making the void of the battlefield become distorted and dreamlike. , as if stepping into a strange and alien space. In this unreal scene, the boundaries between reality and illusion are blurred, making it difficult to distinguish.
Just when the powerful force that could swallow everything was about to drown the protagonist Jiang Han, a miraculous scene happened. Above his head, a strange fruit shining with golden light and covered with spiral texture appeared out of thin air. It rotated and exuded a warm and powerful aura, like the ancient sun, dispelling the surrounding haze. Golden ripples rush out from the fruit, turning into rivers, surging forward, facing the overwhelming black flowers. The confrontation between the two is like the battle between light and darkness in ancient mythology.
The roaring sound was deafening. At that moment, the heaven-level experts around the entire battlefield trembled involuntarily, as if they were hit hard by an invisible force. The blood in the chest was rolling, and the soul and body were There was a subtle sense of tearing between them, making them feel unprecedented shock and crisis.
When everyone recovered from the sudden impact and looked at the center of the battlefield again, the dark sea of flowers and the golden torrent had disappeared without a trace, leaving only two people facing each other in the distance. Existence - the demon lord and the mysterious young man. Although their confrontation was brief, it left an indelible mark in the hearts of all those watching, because at that flash of lightning, the two supreme forces of law collided like never before. It was a contest that could shake the world.
In that moment of confrontation, everyone seemed to witness the fission of the sky, and a terrifying energy that was enough to disintegrate the entire third world was about to spread out of control. However, this power that could destroy the world was cleverly controlled and restrained by the thoughts of two powerful men, avoiding a disaster that might have caused the entire world to collapse. This scene undoubtedly gave all witnesses a deeper understanding of the strength of the two combatants, and at the same time filled them with unspeakable expectations and awe for the upcoming battle.
"Who among the two won just now!" These words were like thunder, exploding in the crowd watching the battle, causing ripples of doubt. Everyone's heartbeats seemed to accelerate at the same moment, and their eyes shuttled back and forth between Jiang Han and the legendary demon lord, trying to find answers from their movements.
“Only the same?!” Someone whispered in disbelief, with a mixture of shock and confusion in his tone. These two words were like a heavy hammer, hitting everyone's heart, making the already tense atmosphere even more solemn. People exchanged glances, trying to find a glimmer of confirmation in each other's eyes, but in the end they could only see the same confusion.
"It should be the mysterious young man who lost. After all, he was the demon lord who shocked the ages!" Another voice sounded, with a somewhat helpless sigh. This sentence seems to seal the coffin for this battle in advance. The name of the Demon Lord seems to have its own coercion, making people unconsciously inclined to believe in his undefeated myth.
However, the heaven-level experts present just stood in a daze, their eyes fixed on the figure of Jiang Han confronting the Demon Lord. Their brows were filled with deep surprise and confusion, which was a kind of awe for the unknown power and an introspection of their own inadequacies. In the face of this confrontation of supreme laws, even strong men like them felt unable to judge the outcome, as if there was an invisible barrier that separated them from the understanding of the extraordinary realm.
"The way of heaven is far scarier than you think!" The Demon Lord's voice echoed on the battlefield. His body was trembling slightly and his breath was slightly disordered, but his face still maintained an elusive indifference. This sentence is not only a warning to Jiang Han, but more like an emotion about his own experience, revealing that even he is afraid of the depth and unpredictability of the way of heaven.
When Jiang Han heard this, a faint smile appeared on his lips, but he did not directly respond to the Demon Lord's words. There was a deep light in his eyes, as if he had seen through more unknown secrets. Then, he turned around gracefully and walked steadily towards the God of Time and the God of Space not far away. This move is both a silent farewell to the current conversation and a calm welcome to the new chapter that is about to begin, leaving behind a lot of discussion and endless reverie about the miracles that may happen next.
"Thank you, my friend, for saving me!" When Jiang Han approached steadily, the God of Time and the God of Space bowed and clasped their fists almost at the same time, with a trace of eagerness and gratitude flashing in their eyes. There was indescribable awe in their voices, as if they were travelers who had finally encountered the source of water after a long drought.
"Although the two masters deserve to be punished by heaven, today is not the end of the road for you." Jiang Han's tone was calm, as if he was just talking about daily trivial matters, but his words revealed a kind of Unquestionable majesty.
“What do you mean by that!” When the God of Time and the God of Space heard this, their expressions suddenly changed, like dark clouds covering the sun. Anger and confusion intertwined in their eyes, as if they were struck by the sudden cold wind. All the warmth was blown away.
(End of this chapter)