Chapter 1140: Chapter 385: Ancient Overlord!

Divine Phoenix!_3 Chapter 1140: Chapter 385: Ancient Overlord!

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Indeed, the Immortal Body that Su Changkong possessed, which hailed from the Demon Monsters, saw its colossal Life Force rapidly dissipate.

Repairing was not as easy as the destruction itself, as both his Sea of Consciousness and Primordial Spirit began to unravel.

Powerless!

Su Changkong felt bitterness in his heart as well.

Despite his unwillingness to accept such an end, he had indeed given his all and fought with everything he had!

As Su Changkong sustained catastrophic injuries, the Great Array of All Beings ceased transmitting the Power of All Beings to everyone, and the aura of the five Ancient Saints who fought in the great battle against the First Saint also weakened significantly in an instant.

“Phew!”
Zhan Wushuang grunted, as numerous blazing white beams pierced through his neck, limbs, and chest, boring holes the size of bowls.

Even his body, tempered a thousand times over, couldn’t withstand the First Saint’s ‘Infinite Light’!

“Old Zhan!”
Hua Shan was shocked and immediately stimulated the Path of Life to its utmost, attempting to help Zhan Wushuang heal his wounds.

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However, as the First Saint pressed down a palm, the Mana-breaking Light Wheel behind him burst forth with dazzling brilliance, enshrouding everything below.

Beneath the Light Wheel, droplets of the Rain of Life, filled with Life Force, also lost their miraculous properties.

Falling upon Zhan Wushuang’s form, they failed to mend his injuries.

Instead, the blazing white flames continued to scorch his wounds, rendering all healing efforts ineffective.

“Hisss!”
Hua Shan felt a sting on his cheek, now marked by a bloodstain deep enough to reveal bone.

A beam of light had grazed his face.

This was the result of the First Saint holding back; had he not, Hua Shan’s head would have been pierced through.

“You’ve been defeated.”
The First Saint declared solemnly, looking at the five Ancient Saints.

He had just restrained his strike, not wishing to kill them, still hoping they could continue to survive along with him.

With Su Changkong severely wounded by the Ancient Demon Saint to the brink of death, deprived of the reinforcement from the Power of All Beings, each of the five Ancient Saints also suffered serious injuries.

“We’ve been defeated…

we’ve indeed been defeated…”
Zhan Wushuang tried to smile bitterly.

They had not fallen to the Demon Monsters, but rather to their former kin and friends.

A tide of despair spread; even though everyone had given their all, it had still resulted in this outcome.

Their defeat meant that what followed would be a massacre by the Demon Monster Clan, and this once-glorious and powerful Ancient Holy Country would be utterly transformed into a land of death, with the entire human race becoming history!

Indignation, rage, and despair, a mix of complex emotions, overwhelmed every single person’s heart.

“Jiang Changsheng, if you truly wish to destroy the Ancient Holy Country, then kill me,” Zhan Wushuang said, raising his head and looking at the First Saint through gritted teeth.

“Otherwise, even if I were to continue living…

it would be nothing more than enduring humiliation and torment!”
With the entire Ancient Holy Country and the human race extinguished, survival held no meaning for him.

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It was but a daily reminder of his own powerlessness.

The other Ancient Saints also stared with resolute gazes, not blaming the First Saint.

They knew that making such a choice was more painful and difficult for him than anyone else could imagine.

The First Saint remained silent as well.

His actions aimed to prevent the destruction of this world, to provide a chance for the future.

Yet, he too would inevitably bear the unending pressure and torment, a fate more painful than death!

“If only…

someone could stop me,” the First Saint sighed inwardly.

He too hoped for a miracle, for someone to prevent him, to defeat him, to stop the Heavenly Demon God.

But that was mere wishful thinking!

The First Saint had nearly reached the pinnacle that an Entering Saint Warrior could attain.

A step further, and that would mean transcendence, becoming the unrivaled first of all time, unstoppable by anyone!

“Helping the Heavenly Demon God achieve its desires…

All it takes is to wait patiently for the day of transcendence to arrive,” the Ancient Demon Saint said with a smile, unlike the First Saint’s complex emotions.

Cold and ruthless, he cared for no one or anything in the world.

To transcend reality, that was his wish!

Why should he care about the life or death of others?

“Hmm?”
However, suddenly, the First Saint paused, as if feeling something, looking up into the distance.

He was not alone; all the others also sensed the anomaly in that direction, turning their heads in unison.

“What is…

that?”
Everyone was stunned.

In the distant sky, a swath of dark, dense clouds drifted over.

Unlike the malevolent miasma of the demon clouds, this mist seemed to evoke nothingness, akin to the primordial chaos before the world was formed.

Even more terrifying within the clouds lurked the vague outline of an enormous beast, indistinct in its features, yet by its silhouette alone, it was at least a hundred li in size!

“What is this…

a True Beast?”
“Yet, even the kings among True Beasts seem like infants compared to it…”
The Martial Saints of the human race and the Demon Monsters, were all dumbstruck, gazing at the colossal beast enveloping the sky as it moved upon the clouds.

Even though they were well-travelled and knowledgeable, they had never encountered a beast like this.

It seemed a True Beast, yet it dwarfed any they had ever known by tens if not hundreds of times!

“She…

she is…”
Among the many Demon Monster Kings, the Heavenly Wolf King was frozen in shock, disbelief filling its eyes.

The Heavenly Wolf King was certainly a king among the Demon Monster Clan, but before that, it was one of the few surviving True Beast Kings in the world today.

The Heavenly Wolf King had reminisced about the glory of the True Beast Clan, but regrettably, the True Beasts were extinct.

As a True Beast King, it felt as though it had no place left in this world, joining instead the ranks of the Demon Monsters, the very ones who exterminated the True Beast Clan.

Yet, upon sighting the mysterious divine presence within those clouds, it remembered the legends passed down through bloodline inheritance from generation to generation among the True Beast Clan.

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