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Chapter 1235: [927] Slaughter Through the God Realm, Verify the Dao in the Ancient! (Grand Finale)_3

Chapter 1235: [927] Slaughter Through the God Realm, Verify the Dao in the Ancient! (Grand Finale)_3

"Boom!"

The sky tore apart.

Lightning surged.

It seemed as though heaven and earth were welcoming the descent of a supreme Ancestor God.

...

[Ultimate Body of Demon God: 100%!]

Within the Demon God Temple.

A massive figure loomed in and out of the dense fog.

Even more domineering and terrifying than the body of Demon God Kyū when it first appeared.

A pair of eyes fueled by Demon Flame slowly lifted.

"I come from the Ancient times... reincarnated through countless eons!"

"This morning, I have finally regained all my memories!"

"Who am I?"

"I am the Ancient Demon God!"

"I—"

"Am also Pei Jinye"

"Awaken, my power!"

With a single summon from Pei Jinye.

Heaven and earth resonated together.

A terrifying power descended instantaneously, enveloping his ultimate form.

Dozens of Superior Gods screamed in agony.

"We must not let Him awaken!"

...

However, Pei Jinye’s domineering power was unparalleled in the God Realm.

Facing the hundreds of God Spirits charging at him.

With just a glance.

God Spirits exploded one after another, turning into nourishment for the Ancient Dao.

...

Anxious roars of defiance echoed throughout the God Realm.

"Decay!"

"Shock!"

"If my God Clan can suppress you once, we can suppress you a million times!"

"Ancient Demon God, in this life you shall not awaken!"

One after another, the Superior Gods burned their Godhead, determined to die.

Yet Pei Jinye, in his ultimate form, looked on coldly, cruelly eradicating... devouring a vast number of God Spirits, his own Godhead becoming ever more real.

The blood of God Spirits fell to the ground, quickly forming rivers of blood.

The entire God Realm tottered on the brink of collapse.

"The Heavenly Dao is not just! The Heavenly Dao is unjust, ah!" The Superior Gods cried out in indignation.

"Ancient Demon God, slaying gods is disrespectful to heaven! How can such an existence be tolerated by the Heavenly Dao! Awake, Heavenly Dao! Awake and destroy the demon!"

"Destroy the demon!"

Millions of Gods roared in anger.

Then, one by one, they were obliterated into mist by the will of the Ancient Demon God.

Who knows how long it has been.

Silence fell upon heaven and earth.

Pei Jinye suddenly lifted his head.

The sky, churning like a blood sea, seemed to be an eye slowly opening.

"I, Pei Jinye, shall reestablish the Heavenly Dao today!"

He reached out with a palm.

The next second.

Heaven and earth were shocked.

Rain of blood floated down.

Multitudes in the Demon World fell into pools of blood, yet laughed crazily: "Our God has returned!"

...

"What is Heaven? What is a God?"

"I am Heaven! I am God!"

Pei Jinye’s voice slowly spread through the shattered God Realm.

"From this day forth, a new heaven shall be established... I shall enter into an eternal slumber."

(The End)

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(Extra Story)

Ten thousand years later.

A bell suddenly broadcasted, and a youth hurried over, placing it by his ear: "...Dongfu Continent Xuan Shan Gate starts recruiting disciples today..."

"Feng One, are you there? Please respond if you hear this! Feng One, are you there? Please respond."

The youth was startled, turning his head to see, he put down the bell, closed in, and tapped the newly crafted sand puppet: "How come this sand puppet broke again?"

He patted it, leaned in, and said: "Roaring Sky, can you hear me?"

The sand puppet remained silent.

The youth smirked: "I spent ten Spirit Stones, and it’s still not fixed, damn Treasure Pavilion, swindling my Spirit Stones!"

"Good morning, respected Investigator..." the sand puppet suddenly spoke.

The youth was taken aback.

"I... sorry, my programming is chaotic... Who am I? Pei Jin, where are you? I miss you so much..."

The sand puppet spoke again.

The youth stood there in a daze.

"Pei Jin? Who’s Pei Jin?"

He moved closer to the sand puppet, carefully touching it: "Silly sand puppet, don’t worry, I’ll fix you."

Suddenly, the sand puppet spat out a letter.

The youth picked it up.

He read each word aloud: "After that battle, this world has but one Ancestor God... He lies in deep slumber, waiting to be awakened... Are you willing to accept this adventure?"

...

In the God Realm shrouded by Eternal Night.

A pitch-black sarcophagus suddenly emitted a glow.