The gods and demons no longer take action, they just fought endlessly on their tribes.

In this process, he is still invincible.

He was tall and returned to the snow-capped mountain where he grew up. The mountain was called the "Holy Mountain". His tribes were thriving at the foot of the mountain. Only powerful tribes that stood out in the tribal melee could be qualified to fight to the holy mountain and fight to the decisive battle with his tribe.

However, nearly a hundred powerful tribes were ambitiously striking towards the holy mountain, but they were eventually exterminated at the foot of the mountain and all became slaves.

The gods and demons didn't understand how the God King's tribe was so powerful? They racked their brains to create a creature that could defeat the God King's tribe, but experimented and failed again and again.

He stood on the top of the holy mountain, always sneering, looking at the tribes that were killed one by one at the foot of the mountain. Only he himself knew in his heart how different his tribes were from other tribes of gods and demons.

Although he had been blinded by hatred and participated in the war, and his hands were covered with blood from his fellow tribes, he still knew deep down that he was still the lazy, peaceful, and uncontested little guy back then, with his original intention unchanged.

He injected his deepest pursuit of friendship and peace into the tribe he created. They had such a belief in their hearts, which urged them to continue to be stronger and could always persevere until the end in the battle.

And the other gods and demons, no matter how conducive to combat the tribal body structure they created, were just bodies and had no beliefs.

In the second half of the dream, there was a brutal blood and fire, and the magical powers penetrated through the sky. The gods and demons on the earth feared the power of the God King and colluded with the aliens again. They even persuaded several existences with ill-hearted hearts to take action together. The God King fought hard. At the beginning, He deliberately avoided the gods and demons on the earth and killed the aliens and those ill-hearted stars one by one. All the foreign enemies were gone, but He also exhausted his strength.

Then, He faced all the gods and demons on the earth calmly.

They gathered together and slowly surrounded the holy mountain...

The final result of this battle was just a sigh from the God King, and He fell in disheartenedly. The eighteen servant gods were equally powerful, and the gods and demons were unwilling to waste their strength in vain and were not taken advantage of.

Eighteen servants God mobilized the entire tribe to build a grand tomb of the God King and held the tomb for himself. They firmly believed that His Majesty would be resurrected from the long river of time and that they could continue to follow and fight for Him.

This wait is long, just like Sun Ang’s dream.

He woke up leisurely and found himself lying in chaos, with dark golden light constantly rising and extinguishing around him. He seemed to have lost his gravity and floated comfortably in this chaotic ocean.

When he opened his eyes, the chaotic power around him instantly contracted towards him. Before Sun Ang could react, dark golden light flowed along his seven orifices, and pores all over his body poured into his body.

With a click, he felt something in his body that seemed to be broken. The Nine Yang Sword Soul cheered and thrilled in his meridians, and the speed of flowing increased several times.

The Yuanxi Dragon wandered happily, and the speed of Yuanxi's movement suddenly increased. His realm increased all the way up. The sound of Yuanxi was like a sharp arrow passing by his ears!

There was a loud roar in my mind, and every roar represented an improvement in my realm.

Sun Ang felt that the power of chaos pouring into his body was extremely powerful. This power was the same as the heaven and earth elemental energy above the seven realms; it was also the same as the dark demon energy in the dark sea!

The power of chaos has no attributes, or attributes are nothingness and can be transformed into any kind of power. This power seems to come from a galaxy farther away than the Dark Sea.

It is very pure and can be directly converted into Yuanxi. With the continuous loud noises, Sun Ang felt his realm improve rapidly, and he quickly caught up with Sun Yi and the others, and surpassed the past without any suspense.

Even after reaching the peak of the Life Profound Realm, this chaotic power did not stop at all, and easily broke through this extremely difficult level in the eyes of other warriors.

In the early stage of life migration!

For warriors, only when they reach the realm of life change can they be considered a real strong man. Only when they reach the realm of life change can they be qualified to explore the world order. This step is crucial.

However, because of the lithograph runes, Sun Ang had already vaguely touched some world orders and could even see through some lines of order. Therefore, in the middle stage of the fate of the realm, the power of chaos still surged, continuing to advance his realm.

There was another loud roar in his mind. He was already in the middle stage of his life.

The power of chaos continued to consolidate his realm. However, at this point, the world order needed to be understood increased, and Sun Ang accumulated insufficiently. After the power of chaos consolidated his realm, it slowly calmed down.

A part of the power of chaos is hidden in every cell of his body, and another part is integrated into the sea of ​​consciousness and settled down.

But Sun Ang could feel that the power of chaos he consumed... was a drop in the bucket.

Although the God King has fallen for billions of years and the remaining power has passed by a long period of time and not much remains, it is still huge and unimaginable compared to the human race.

If it weren't for the fact that you needed further understanding of the world order and natural laws, these chaotic forces could easily promote yourself to a supreme power, or even surpass the ninth level.

He opened his eyes again and found that he was still standing at the bottom of the stairs. When he looked back, he saw that through the darkness, Sun Yi and the other two were still standing at the entrance of the stairs waiting, not anxious, as if he had not been down for a long time.

In front of him was a vast land of nothingness, and there was no divine body of the God King in the tomb. This land of nothingness looked boundless and vast, but when you looked closely, it was just a room, only three meters in size, even worse than the stone houses outside.

In the center of this room, one meter high, a cloud of light and fog is constantly sucking and changing.

Sometimes bright and sometimes dark, sometimes big and sometimes small,

Sun Ang went closer to see it and was shocked. This fog was composed of countless tiny light spots. These light spots were flickering, dying, and seemed to be stars.

The light fog is full of chaotic power, and those light spots are born in these chaotic powers. Although they are small, they are all brilliant.

This is a newly formed starry sea, exuding a kind of beauty that no creature can resist.

As long as the conditions are right, it will expand rapidly and evolve into a real sea of ​​stars.

Could it be that this is the divine bone of the God King? Sun Ang was amazed in his heart, and suddenly a new sea of ​​stars flew over and touched his arm.

In an instant, countless memories poured into his mind, and the newborn star sea also turned into a pattern on his arm.

He understood that at this point, the God King, who once stood on the top of the Holy Mountain, no longer existed. He was waiting for billions of years, but he never had a chance to be resurrected.

He accepted the memory of the God King, also accepted his inheritance and the artifact hidden in the newly born starry sea; he also understood that His Majesty the God King was actually very clear in his heart that after the end of the Age of Gods and Demons, there would be no more gods and demons in this world, and He would no longer have the opportunity to resurrect.

But even as the God King, I am lucky and still wait hard.

And now, everything disappeared, leaving only the mark on Sun Ang’s arm.

Sun Ang was proud of this - not simply because he obtained power and treasure, but because he agreed with the concept of the God King. The God King's protection of the earth, the hostility to the dark sea monsters and aliens comes from his bloodline. Perhaps he cannot rise to the level of justice, but He simply implemented this persistence without being disturbed by external forces, and carried out from beginning to end.

This kind of simple and simple persistence is sometimes no less than the so-called righteousness.

What impressed him the most was His intimacy and unity for his tribe members. Unfortunately, other tribe members did not think so.

Sun Ang couldn't help but feel regretful that even gods and demons may not be long-term people. Perhaps, in their own minds, they are far-sighted, but in fact what they do is just a narrow "smart" based on their own interests.

Sun Ang sighed secretly, everything about the God King disappeared. Perhaps billions of years ago, his almost "classical" temperament should have "been over", but it is precisely because of the existence of people in this temperament that people have more beautiful legends.

Sun Ang clenched his fists and bowed respectfully to the empty room three times. Then, he touched the nebula mark on his arm and silently said, "Don't worry, everything about you will continue in another way and will not be cut off!

The legend of the God King will be circulated forever above the seven realms of the Dark Sea. His power, His invincible battles, and His ideas will all become the goals that future generations follow!”

A faint breeze echoed in the room, and the God King's last obsession dissipated, and he was very relieved about Sun Ang's promise.

The real treasure of the God King is in the temple above, and has been taken away by the Immortal Emperor of the Ancient Dragon, becoming one of the foundations of the Heavenly Court and is now missing.

The nebula on Sun Ang’s arm was transformed by the divine skeleton of the God King. With a thought, Sun Ang could see a vast starry sky, with nebula surging, expanding or contracting, emitting various colors of light. There are stars born and die, there are the transformation between void and reality, and there are the continuous evolution of natural laws.

This void starry sea that had not been completely formed belonged to Sun Ang. With a thought, all the items in the mustard seed Sumeru ring and belt were transferred to this starry sea. It is much safer to place it here than in the mustard seed Sumeru space.

He looked at this sea of ​​stars and felt the extremely high-level natural law. He secretly praised in his heart. No wonder the God King is the most powerful god and demon!
Chapter completed!