Chapter 2468 Self-Destruction!
The tree branch, like a small, sharp hidden weapon, pierced through the sky and directly pressed against the stone gate.
clang!
There was an invisible barrier outside the stone gate, which temporarily blocked the tree branches and made a trembling sound.
This barrier is quite extraordinary; it actually managed to block the attack of the tree branches. It must have been reinforced countless times by the gods to ensure the stability of the primordial land.
Thump! Sizzle!
No matter how strong this barrier is, it cannot withstand it forever. Mu Cangyan's rule of annihilation is not the most important thing; rather, the tree branch is part of the primordial mother tree, a primordial chaotic entity that transcends the vast universe.
Even inanimate objects cannot compare to things in the human world.
In the blink of an eye, the tree branch pierced through the transparent barrier blocking the way.
Boom!
Immediately afterwards, the tree branch slammed violently against the massive stone gate.
A deafening roar erupted, the seabed surged, and thousands of terrifying whirlpools were stirred up, making the Void Sea even more turbulent. The entire sea area was churning, with no peaceful corner in sight.
The Illusory Sea is one of the forbidden zones for immortal bones; a single drop of water within it is equivalent to the weight of a star.
It is conceivable how terrifying the energy fluctuations caused by the violent surge of the entire sea area were, equivalent to countless galaxies simultaneously losing their order and balance.
Let alone ordinary people of the God Clan, even the elders who have reached the ninth step of the Divine Bridge in cultivation, with the help of the clan's abundant resources, are finding it difficult to cope.
Mu Cangyan had not yet inflicted a truly devastating blow on the gods; the lingering effects of the battle alone had already caused the gods to suffer heavy losses, with more than half of them killed or wounded.
In particular, the branches penetrated the seabed, causing even more serious consequences.
Towering waves and countless forbidden rules roared, tearing the Sea of Illusion into tens of thousands of pieces, with various chaotic scenes appearing one after another, like the end of the world.
Boom! Thud!
The branch pierced the stone gate, leaving a deep mark.
That wasn't all; the destructive power of the tree branches spread further, erasing the protective layer above the stone gate in an extremely short time.
Bang!
Immediately, the tightly closed stone door was knocked open by tree branches.
At the same time, several elders, burning their life essence and each wielding an imperial weapon, arrived at the scene, intending to stop them: "Stop!"
They may die and perish, but they cannot allow any harm to the very essence of their clan.
They rapidly depleted their life essence and lifespan, unleashing the strongest form they had ever possessed. This state could only last for about ten breaths at most; knowing certain death, they still did it, without hesitation.
Buzz—Zheng—
Several imperial weapons trembled, roaring like tigers and dragons, their power overwhelming.
Faced with several clan elders who had gone mad and fully activated their imperial weapons, even those who had just ascended to the position of Great Emperor would have to retreat and dare not confront them head-on, for fear of losing their lives.
The tree branch that had just pushed open the stone gate trembled slightly.
Instantly, a wisp of annihilating power surged forth, heading towards the several elders who were attacking from behind.
Boom—bang bang!
The power of the Annihilation Dao swept away the overwhelming power of the Imperial Weapon, and struck several clan elders, sending them flying backwards, preventing them from even getting close.
During the backward flight, the elders were invaded by the rules of annihilation and were completely unable to resist. Some died from the loss of their life force, while others exploded and died.
After casually sweeping away a few ants that were trying to get in the way, Mu Cangyan continued to proceed according to the original plan.
call out!
Under Mu Cangyan's mental control, the tree branch rushed into the stone gate and went to a special small world constructed by the gods, namely the Origin Land!
The high-ranking members of the divine race sensed that their clan's primordial secret realm had been breached. Panic ensued, their faces filled with despair: "Oh no! Our race is in grave danger!"
Some clan elders lost their composure, their thoughts becoming chaotic for a moment, causing them to fail to withstand the destructive power of Annihilation in time. At best, they were injured and vomited blood; at worst, they died on the spot.
"Even if the source is destroyed, it cannot fall into the hands of others!"
At this critical moment, the clan leader crushed a communication talisman that could transmit information to the source land and gave an order to the ancestor guarding there, which was beyond question.
The clan leader was no longer the cold and dignified figure he once was; his face was now hideous and ugly, and his eyes held both fear and despair, as well as a ruthless intent to perish together with his enemies.
He shouted himself hoarse, his attitude resolute.
Upon receiving the order, the three patriarchs dared not hesitate in the slightest and immediately carried it out. Although they remained in their ancestral land, they sensed the terrifying power emanating from the outside world and knew that their clan was surely facing annihilation.
If there had been even the slightest chance to turn the tide, the clan leader wouldn't have issued such an order.
"Activate the self-destruct mechanism!"
"The situation is urgent and there is no time to lose!"
"quick!"
The three ancestors, their bodies like dried corpses, were devoid of vitality, their entire bodies shrouded in a dense aura of death.
They sat side by side on prayer cushions.
Logically speaking, their lifespans should have ended long ago, and their souls should have dissipated, leaving them in eternal sleep.
However, these three ancestors of the Divine Race managed to live for over 20,000 years longer by relying on the fundamental rules of their race. Their cultivation level had reached the peak of Quasi-Emperor.
From the moment they stepped into the Land of Origin, they were destined to be buried here, unable to leave even for a moment, or they would be strangled by the restrictive rules in an instant.
The three ancestors had no time to lament why their clan had suffered such a calamity. Their faces were cold and indifferent, as if they had lost the most basic emotional fluctuations of living beings. They were like walking corpses or puppets of the clan's will.
The small world inside the stone gate is a vast plain without any buildings.
There is no sign of life in the plants or trees, no scenic beauty in the mountains and rivers.
Looking around, all I could see was gray, as if I had been abandoned by the entire universe and lost all sense of time.
The three patriarchs sat at the very end of this small world, residing in the void, their hands forming a seal, activating the final restriction that destroyed the source of destruction.
Although they were unaware of what was happening outside, they trusted the clan leader's judgment.
Activating the final restriction requires special secret techniques and markings, and the process is quite complicated.
Just as they were about to finish, a tree branch pierced through the stone gate and entered this secluded little world. Along the way, it encountered many terrifying restrictions, all of which it destroyed.
Upon seeing the tree branch, the three elders instinctively wanted to defend themselves.
At that very moment, something strange happened.
The ancestor of the gods exerted all his strength, only to find that he could not move his body.
Space is frozen, rules are binding.
The branches arrived too quickly. Even though the three ancestors activated the destruction restriction without hesitation, they were still a bit too slow and couldn't complete the task.
it's all over!
The ancestor of the gods was immobile, and his cloudy, deep eyes held no fear of death, but rather anticipation. For them, death was a release.
Then, a trace of sorrow appeared in their eyes; their tribe was probably doomed and had no future.
