Chapter 463: The Hopeless Finish Of Mythology

Streaks of radiant gentle sliced via the air, the may of Restrict-Breakers’ methods, able to instantaneously slaughtering different transcendent beings, all shattered below Wang Xuan’s fist gentle, dissipating earlier than Zhao Qinghan, Wu Yin, and the others.

They have been really focusing on them, the Restrict-Breakers—on the tenth section—searching Wang Xuan, drawing Qing Mu and the others into their lure, aiming to use Wang Xuan’s hesitations?

Of their preliminary conflict, somebody among the many Restrict-Breakers bled from the nook of their mouth, a wake-up name to their energy and the muse of this distinctive younger powerhouse.

All eyes turned to Wang Xuan, a momentary silence, a suffocating stress crammed the air.

Transcendent Ma broke the silence, not eager to burden Wang Xuan, straightforwardly requested Little Fox Spirit for a favor, “Hit me!”

Slap!

With none hesitation, Little Fox Spirit complied, delivering a crisp, loud slap throughout its lengthy horse face within the silent scene.

“I concede!” shouted Transcendent Ma.

The Restrict-Breakers confirmed no expression, ignoring their antics.

Observers in outer area felt the stress of an impending storm however laughed upon seeing the golden celestial horse’s actions, first shocked, then amused by its try to use a loophole.

“Why have not I been eliminated?” Transcendent Ma grew to become anxious and confused. Was all of it for a slap? Shortly, it known as out once more, “Previous Qing, I problem you to a duel, strike me.”

Zhao Qinghan shook her head, “They see us as one crew, not recognizing the crafty nature of ‘inside strife.'”

Transcendent Ma was left speechless.

“Is that this actually essential?” Wang Xuan seemed in the direction of his adversaries, all of whom have been consultants on the tenth section, becoming a member of forces to hunt him down, creating an nearly surreal scene.

In spite of everything, Restrict-Breakers characterize the top of energy on this period, hailed as the very best achievers, shining brightly because the youthful powerhouses inside a transcendent realm.

Within the huge cosmos, amidst limitless stars, the Immortal Lands are so huge, house to quite a few transcendent planets. But, now, solely three Restrict-Breakers are recognized to dwell throughout this immense expanse. Equally scarce are the Restrict-Breakers from the lands of divinity, the trail of immortals, and the realms of technological life. A few of these Restrict-Breakers remained silent, unwilling to talk.

But, finally, one voice rose, carrying a tone tinged with the weariness of twilight, saying, “No exhausting emotions. We’ve got no previous grudges, being strangers till now. Our actions are pushed not by prejudice, however desperation, for we see no future and yearn merely to outlive.”

This voice belonged to a Vermilion Fowl of astonishing lineage, a uncommon divine chook destined to ascend to godhood however quickly donning a human kind. Along with his lengthy crimson hair and a pallid complexion, he lacked the spirited aura as soon as his, now exuding a forlorn desolation.

“What is the story behind this?” Wang Xuan inquired additional.

One other particular person seemed up, a youth with golden locks, surpassing in magnificence many ladies, seemingly from the long-lost royal lineage of the Photo voltaic Elves.

He too lacked the vibrancy of youth, lamenting, “The appearance of one other mythological ice age is thought to all, an limitless night time with out daybreak. We see no future; the following period of transcendence might be past our attain, by then we’ll be however cosmic mud. But, we can’t resign to this destiny!”

He confessed their lack of hope, acknowledging their incapacity to extend the period of transcendence. Even the mightiest divinities throughout the nice boundaries had surrendered, unable to reforge fantasy.

“Survival is our prime concern now, to endure till transcendence reawakens,” one other Restrict-Breaker spoke, an enigmatic being of shadow and not using a distinct kind.

The Vermilion Fowl, his face ashen, added, “Beings from a previous mythological age have survived, rising alive, however solely a scant few. They huddled inside a stone cottage carved from actual matter, slumbering via the lengthy barren night time.”

Observers from throughout the cosmos have been initially shocked, then fell silent, empathizing with the feelings of these throughout the battlefield. Compelled into an alliance in opposition to one, these Restrict-Breakers endured inside turmoil, pushed by the primal want to dwell.

“I am really sorry. I desperately want to witness the rebirth of the following transcendent civilization,” approached a Restrict-Breaker, flanked by myriad power arms, hailing from the Thousand-Hand Divine Race.

One other spoke up, “No matter securing an opportunity to outlive, encountering a being of the eleventh section right here compels a mixture of emotions. I am eager to expertise what you characterize.”

Wang Xuan responded, “Actually, I too am desirous to witness the splendor throughout the cosmos and recognize the distinctive attract of various transcendent civilizations. Let’s alternate insights.”

“Agreed!”

The Zhuque was the primary to cost, reverting to its true kind—a radiant crimson chook, engulfing the sky in flames, resembling a comet hanging the earth because it dove in the direction of Wang Xuan.

Among the many Restrict-Breakers, it stood on the pinnacle, surpassing many tenth-segment beings documented in historic texts.

Wang Xuan confronted his opponents with earnest respect, conscious that any trace of leniency is likely to be construed as an insult. He acknowledged those that maintained their integrity to the tip.

Shrieks of power lacerated the area earlier than and behind him as beams akin to sword power pierced the heavens. Round his true kind, a legislation physique manifested, enveloping him within the Second True Kind depicted throughout the historic stone pill scriptures.

At this second, Wang Xuan appeared like a deity delicately dealing with a blossom, a lone seeker traversing the cosmos, a solitary traveler adrift within the sea of years, confronting the Zhuque.

With a thunderous influence, the Zhuque bled, its divine crimson feathers shedding like withered petals, dimming because it plummeted into the gap.

The youth from the Photo voltaic Elf Royal Household, wielding a golden bow, hovered within the sky, drawing and releasing an arrow in the direction of Wang Xuan.

Immediately, it was as if the solar itself exploded, turning into billions of fiery streams hurtling in the direction of Wang Xuan, illuminating the heavens and earth with dazzling gentle.

Using a way from the bamboo slips of pre-Qin dynasties, Wang Xuan executed the “Mountain and River Beast Sacrifice,” levitating amidst a swirl of runes that remodeled into sacred beasts round him, like a galaxy wherein he stood on the heart, surrounded by auspicious creatures as stars. Then, roaring heavenward, they surged upwards.

This was the sacred beasts’ onslaught and the fleeting manifestation of the cosmos, roaring as if a small universe, smashing in the direction of the heavens.

The youth from the Photo voltaic Elf Royal Household was struck by this miniature cosmos; 1000’s of arrows shattered, his nice bow’s string snapped, and his physique twisted and deformed, practically compressed into pulp.

Wang Xuan spoke, “Cannot you let go of your pleasure? If we’re to battle, there is not any want for hesitation. Come at me collectively, you combat for a spot, for survival, there is not any want to carry again.”

“Alright!”

Immediately, a number of figures charged, collaborating to problem Wang Xuan. Regardless of his bodily vulnerabilities, Wang Xuan resolved to unleash his full energy. Critical in his confrontation, he remained a formidable pressure. To many, the echelon of Eleven-Section was insurmountable, a peak troublesome to grasp with out reaching it— the very pinnacle of legendary principle.

With every punch, armor shattered, our bodies, drenched in blood, have been hurled away, their destiny unsure as they lay motionless upon the bottom. Spells blossomed like celestial buds, casting a radiant expanse of supernatural gentle throughout the battlefield. Some staggered again in retreat, others have been pierced via, whereas but extra fell to the earth, blood spewing, as they toppled in defeat.

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Within the huge expanse of outer area, inside a metal fortress, an aged voice echoed: “He’s robust, constructed on the muse of Eleven-Section, transcending the unusual. I even imagine he may grow to be stronger. However how can we additional enhance the issue for him?”

“Such a person is uncommon. Ought to we attempt to push him, to see if he can pave a singular path and create a brand new scenario?”

“Every little thing is already too late. It is really too late. He is simply beginning out, nonetheless a younger man. His realm is just too low.”