Chapter 1805 Annihilating the Sea of Corpses, Slaying Xuanming
At this moment, the barriers between countless worlds were torn apart, leaving them riddled with holes.
The Fire Clan in this world consists mostly of the elderly and weak, along with slaves from various races who were once captured by the Fire Clan...
At this moment, all living beings showed expressions of terror...
The sea of corpses was endless, covering tens of thousands of worlds, and unleashing a massacre.
This time, instead of assimilation, the zombies directly attacked and devoured them...
Even the Cyclopes under Tangtang's command have ventured into a nearby great world.
A giant hand reached out and stuffed each living being into its enormous mouth.
Half a day later, all the worlds of the Fire Clan went dark.
It was impossible to find a single living creature inside.
Even the slaves were swallowed up by the sea of corpses.
However, the overall life force of the sea of corpses increased significantly.
Then all the zombies gathered back into the void.
The terrifying figures were beyond description, covering an area of nothingness.
As Tangtang collected the loot from the spatial bracelets, she tossed out blueprints for building spatial portals.
Teleportation portals materialized within the void.
The sea of corpses transformed into waves, teleporting to the next area.
There, there lived a large tribe called the Black Sand Clan!
Compared to top-tier clans like the Fire Clan and the Angel Clan, the Black Veil Clan's territory is much smaller.
Five days later, the Black Veil Clan was wiped out!
Most of the time is wasted on the road.
The sea of corpses moved too slowly; even teleportation still wasted too much time…
Just as Tang Tang was preparing to rebuild the portal, she suddenly sensed something, slowly turned her gaze, and looked in the direction of the Ninth Domain.
Her gaze seemed to pierce through the endless void, revealing a massive, sky-covering warship rapidly approaching.
A cold smile suddenly appeared on Tang Tang's lips.
Immediately afterwards, thick black threads of rules spread slowly across her body, then transformed into regular particles, quickly forming a pitch-black domain.
Enveloped a sea of corpses stretching for millions of miles.
Even though it's thousands of miles away, amidst the vast sea of corpses, it's still like an isolated island in the Pacific Ocean...
The pitch-black domain, capable of swallowing any light, could not block Tang Tang's gaze.
Roar!
Roar!Roar!Roar!
The endless sea of corpses slowly spread, gradually forming a semi-encircling circle as time passed.
Like a gaping maw, it awaits the arrival of the fleet of warships.
……
At this moment, warships, like swarms of locusts, slowly traversed the cold void.
A fierce wind slowly flapped fourteen transparent wings, followed by ten level-five gods: Yalie, Mo Yinling, a minotaur, two three-eyed gods, a dog-headed god, two grey people, and a cyclops.
Behind the fifth-level god were thirty-two fourth-level gods and eighty-one third-level gods!
There are approximately five hundred Level Two and Level One gods, who belong to several major factions within the Angel race.
Most of them were forcibly conscripted by the fierce winds from various regions they passed through.
At this moment, the massive procession of gods formed a V-shape and flew in front of the warships.
Just then, a streak of light rapidly approached from the end of nothingness.
Soon, Gabriel's figure appeared in front of Gale.
"how?"
Lie Feng frowned and asked.
As he paused, the entire group slowly came to a standstill in the void.
"Lord Ancestor God!"
Gabriel first clasped his hands in a fist and bowed to Lie Feng, then spoke.
"Angel race, wood race, three-eyed race, dog-headed race, cyclops race, grey race, minotaur race...!"
"Complete extermination, leaving not a single blade of grass alive!"
As Gabriel finished speaking, all the gods' expressions turned solemn.
"Was this really done by the Corpse Clan?"
The fierce wind murmured softly, as if asking Gabriel, or perhaps asking itself.
Gabriel remained silent.
Only beings like Lie Feng, who have lived since ancient times, still remember the matter of the Corpse Clan.
In the early days of ancient times, the Corpse Clan was not called the Corpse Clan, but rather the Xuanming Slave.
Even in that brilliant era, the Xuanming Ancestral God was a being that all races feared and trembled at the mere mention of his name.
Countless ancient races vanished at the hands of the Xuanming Ancestral God.
If it weren't for the intervention of the Human Emperor, who paid a heavy price to kill the Xuanming Ancestral God... perhaps the passage of time would have ceased, and all would have been slaves of Xuanming!
After the fall of the Ancestral God Xuanming, the Xuanming Slaves scattered and were gradually wiped out by all races.
The last Xuanming Slave Ancestral God, in order to preserve his race, signed a pact with the ancient ancestral gods, willingly burning his divine soul and turning his physical body into a decaying region.
Let the last of the Corpse Clan remain forever in the Void, in the most barren and decaying realm.
For many years, the Corpse Clan has never left that region.
Even when the human race occasionally encountered the Corpse Clan, Lie Feng sent people to investigate and learned that it was the Corpse Demon Clan that was causing the trouble, not the ancient Corpse Clan!
The gale's spiritual power was unleashed wildly, sweeping across world after world.
It's truly barren!
A look of bewilderment appeared in his eyes, as if he didn't know what had happened.
"My Angel race is the great Sun race, born from the fusion of human bloodlines. Ordinary corpse races cannot corrupt or assimilate us!"
"Even if the ancestral god of the Corpse Clan were reborn, he would not have such ability!"
"Unless Xuanming himself comes!"
As the last sentence fell, Lie Feng's pupils contracted.
He was startled by his own words.
His spiritual power spread wildly, and soon it reached the edge of the corpse...
Unfortunately, he didn't have inexhaustible mental power and couldn't see everything clearly.
They could only vaguely see that, in the endless sea of corpses, besides the Angel race, there were also other races such as the Fire Race and the Thunder Dragon Race.
At this moment, they all transformed into the Corpse Race, silently floating in the cold void.
At that moment, Lie Feng recalled the legend of the Xuanming Ancestral God and felt a chill run down his spine.
"My lord, if we don't exterminate the Corpse Clan soon, this scourge may spread to our fellow clans in other great domains!"
Gabriel, unaware of what Lie Feng was thinking, clenched his fists as he gazed at the deathly silent Angel territory.
Ale asked, "My lord, the speed at which the Corpse Clan is growing has exceeded our previous expectations. Should we summon other Ancestral God-level beings to come together..."
Yalie didn't continue speaking. She didn't know what Lie Feng was thinking and was worried that if she said too much, she would be misunderstood and question the ancestral god's abilities.
Upon hearing this, a glimmer of light suddenly returned to Lie Feng's eyes.
"That's right, Xuanming is dead and can never return!"
"Even if she is her reincarnation, she must be... weak now."
"Otherwise, she should have gone to the First Domain instead of wreaking havoc in the Tenth Domain. She's planning to expand her power!"
"In this world, there is no longer a human emperor. The former Xuanming is now feared even by ancestral gods!"
At this moment, Lie Feng had an urge to laugh out loud.
A fighting spirit rekindled within him.
His mind seemed to have been completely opened.
"If I can obtain the Profound Nether Origin, I, Lie Feng, will break through the second-level Ancestral God realm and evolve into a fifth-level Ancestral God in one step, or even stronger!"
He finished muttering to himself, concealing his greed, but his voice still trembled.
Only then did he give the order!
"All warships, full speed ahead! Annihilate the sea of corpses and slay the Xuanming!"
