Chapter 2397 Struggle!
Chen Qingyuan could hide and avoid the core of the vortex of raging waves, but the ultimate feast would not stop.
Once a top-tier being successfully ascends to the realm of immortality, will they be able to accommodate a variable like Chen Qingyuan?
In order to avoid having one's life in the hands of others, the only option is to risk everything and go against the tide.
Since there's no time to ponder things slowly, let's jump into the fray, find what we're looking for amidst countless turbulent waves, and finally clear away all the fog ahead, creating a legend.
Undeterred and steadfast in their commitment to the Dao.
From the very beginning, Chen Qingyuan had no intention of hiding his true intentions.
He's determined to fight for it!
Fight against Heaven! Struggle against Earth!
Let's see who's the best among all the heroes of the myriad realms!
Without the determination and courage to overcome all difficulties, Chen Qingyuan would not have achieved what he has today; he would have been swept away by the tide and disappeared into the long river of history long ago.
Within ten years at most, an extremely powerful figure at the peak of the Imperial Path will ascend to the Divine Continent. At that time, the tension will far exceed that of now.
An Xiruo and the others looked worried and felt heavy-hearted.
"I suggest we withdraw first."
Wang Taohua muttered softly.
The seriousness of the situation has exceeded everyone's control, and even standing by as a witness poses a great danger.
"For safety's sake, we really need to leave here."
Situ Lin meant the same thing.
"Heroes see the same thing."
Wang Taohua glanced at Situ Lin, her eyes filled with a hint of admiration.
Those few people at the top can act as they please, so we must be wary of them.
If the group is unlucky enough to encounter a terrifying being who enjoys killing, the consequences would be unimaginable.
“Fellow Daoist An, we can’t help you by staying here. Instead, we’ll just become a burden on Brother Chen.”
Wang Taohua could tell that An Xiruo had no intention of leaving, so she began to advise her earnestly.
An Xi remained silent, clearly unwilling to leave. She wanted to stay by Chen Qingyuan's side and face the unknown dangers together.
Across the endless void, Chen Qingyuan cast a glance at An Xiruo, meeting her gaze, and softly transmitted his voice: "Xiruo, let's get away from here for now."
Since it was Chen Qingyuan's idea, An Xiruo naturally wouldn't refuse. With a cool expression, she nodded slightly and said, "Okay."
Before leaving this place, An Xiruo looked at Chen Qingyuan with deep eyes. Although she didn't speak, her meaning was clear: if anything happened to Chen Qingyuan, she would definitely not live on alone.
"Don't worry, trust me."
Chen Qingyuan gave An Xiruo a reassuring look and a gentle smile.
Knowing that she couldn't help Chen Qingyuan right now, An Xiruo thought it better to go to a relatively safe place to ease Chen Qingyuan's psychological burden: "Okay."
In the blink of an eye, An Xiruo and the others were far away from the Upper Lin Star System.
This place is about to become the epicenter of a storm in the myriad star systems.
Without sufficient strength, one's life is constantly threatened.
After everyone else left, apart from the emperors within the chessboard, only Chen Qingyuan remained.
Gazing into the distance, Chen Qingyuan fell into a silent contemplation.
The sense of crisis they sensed grew stronger.
The stage is right here; let's see who can sing until the very end.
Despite the impending crisis, Chen Qingyuan remained calm and waited patiently.
He closed his eyes, sat in meditation, and continued to seek enlightenment.
Strange phenomena continued to appear all around, and the power of the Dao surged like the tide.
Time slips through our fingers and cannot be grasped.
In recent days, the turmoil in the Chaotic Sea has intensified, as if it were about to overturn the boundless universe and return the entire world to chaos.
A terrifying aura pressed down on China, foreshadowing an impending storm.
……
Northern Wilderness, Twin Lotus Galaxy.
The Sea of Illusion is one of the forbidden zones for immortal bones.
The sea was calm, stretching as far as the eye could see. Occasionally, a hazy gray fog would appear, concealing unknown dangers.
This place has become the territory of the ancient gods. If any ordinary person dares to approach, they will surely die.
On the seabed stand magnificent ancient palaces, their colors somber and weathered, having stood for millions of years. Every corner of these palaces carries the weight of history, bearing witness to countless trials and tribulations.
The council hall was magnificent and very spacious.
Surrounded by clouds and mist, with shimmering runes, it exudes an air of mystery.
The high-ranking members of the Protoss gathered here to discuss important matters concerning their race.
With chaos reigning, the ancient gods could not possibly remain inactive.
As the chosen one of the gods of this era, Chu Mo naturally wouldn't be absent. He was still the same as before, wearing a wide black robe, with disheveled hair, a solemn expression, giving off an unapproachable and chilling aura.
Over the years, Chu Mo has stayed in the clan, adjusting his own state.
The current clan leader sat at the highest position, while Chu Mo took the first seat on the left.
Strength determines status, and status determines seating order.
Chu Mo is the strongest, but he has no interest in the position of clan leader. He can abdicate at any time if he wishes.
Dozens of clan elders, all robust and aged, stood there. They were all at the ninth step of the Divine Bridge realm, what the world calls the Quasi-Emperor realm.
With the resources of the Divine Race, it is not difficult to cultivate so many powerful individuals.
"The course of the times has far exceeded our expectations."
"We can't just sit and wait and see; otherwise, we might miss a great opportunity."
“I suggest we stake everything on the heritage of our people to help the Son of God go even further.”
"If we stand still, the resources we have accumulated over the years could very well become someone else's meal."
The elders discussed it heatedly, with most believing that they should strive forward at all costs.
The current situation is quite dire. If the top beings of the major cosmic domains unite and reach a consensus, even if the Primordial Gods have extraordinary trump cards, they will ultimately be unable to escape being divided up.
Therefore, the only way to avoid such a situation is to strengthen one's own capabilities.
Only with a bigger fist can safety be guaranteed.
He remained silent as the elders discussed the matter loudly, as if it had nothing to do with him.
"Quiet."
A commotion erupted in the main hall. The clan chief frowned, and his right hand, which was resting on the armrest, tapped lightly, making a 'tap' sound.
Immediately, all the elders fell silent, so quiet you could hear a pin drop.
The patriarch's authority cannot be challenged.
Among the entire clan, only Chu Mo currently dares to give the clan leader a hard time.
However, Chu Mo knew that everything he possessed was inseparable from his clan, so he rarely clashed with the clan leader. Even if they disagreed, they would discuss it properly to avoid things getting too ugly.
"We'll fight for it! That's for sure!"
Listening to the elders' remarks, the clan leader became even more determined. With a single word, he finalized the matter, his tone authoritative and leaving no room for doubt.
"How to fight for it is the focus of our parliamentary session."
The clan chief glanced around at everyone and then posed the most crucial question.
Finally, the clan leader fixed his gaze on Chu Mo, who was sitting in the first seat on the left. His cold and sharp eyes softened, revealing a respectful attitude, and his voice was deep: "What are your thoughts, Divine Child?"
