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Chapter 1043: 1042: Ancient Divine Body
Chapter 1043: 1042: Ancient Divine Body
Nobody knows how long she has waited for this day.
Since the birth of the Ancient Witch God, he has been a superpower among the All Gods, but after his fall, the Witch God Clan never produced another Heavenly Pride, not even one who could reach the Chaos Realm.
Countless years of cultivation could not bring about that step toward ascension.
Take her, for instance, she has been in the Holy Divine Realm for countless years and has witnessed all sorts of storms and waves.
Her heart had long since calmed like ice.
It was hard for anything to move her, but this time she didn’t want to control it anymore; her entire heart became warm.
At this moment, she witnessed a very miraculous scene, seeing the runes on the Ancient Life Tree continuously merge into Tang Feng’s body.
Covering him from head to toe, inside and out, with runes, these runes hide the most mysterious forces of life.
Once comprehended, they can bring the dead back to life.
Indeed, they could make one undying and immortal.
Even the universe finds it hard to annihilate.
A grand opportunity, beyond the female Clan Chief’s expectations.
This is simply impossible.
The Ancient Life Tree is one of the most original plants, with most life nurtured through its hands, known as one of the sources of all things.
A true supreme treasure, even if the Witch God Clan was fortunate to acquire this Secret Realm, not every clansman could enjoy the blessings of the Ancient Life Tree.
Many couldn’t even approach it before being bounced out of the Secret Realm, and those who remained were actually very few.
However, it was precisely because of these few that the Witch God Clan has preserved to this day.
And everything was to welcome Tang Feng’s arrival.
Boom!
The Ancient Life Tree trembled, and strong life runes injected into Tang Feng’s body.
The next moment, under the influence of the runes, all cultivation techniques transformed in a grand creation.
Re-forging every Divine Art.
Swallowing Heaven Technique, Heavenly Thunder Technique, Flame Melt Technique, Ice Frost Dragon Transformation Technique, Soul Blood Shadow Technique, Void Origin Divine Fist, Buddha Town, rune, Yin Yang Movement, Star God Chaos, all cultivation techniques fused, which was initially impossible.
But with the help of the Ancient Life Tree, all of Tang Feng’s cultivation techniques transformed.
Ultimately leaving only five moves.
Buddha Thunder Sky, Heavenly Thunder Ice Seal, Flame Melting Shadow, Nihility Swallowing Heaven, Yin Yang Qiankun.
All of this was completed entirely unconsciously by Tang Feng.
It went very smoothly.
When the Ancient Life Tree retracted all the runes, it returned to its original calm state, as if nothing had happened.
The runes on Tang Feng’s body faded, but he had yet to awaken; the female Clan Chief kept waiting, like a stone statue.
Two days later, an elder came to her.
“Clan Leader, they have appeared, and their numbers are three times ours.”
“Prepare, this is a battle of life and death, though delayed for ten thousand years, neither side can back down.” The female Clan Chief glanced at Tang Feng and then turned to leave.
“Greetings, Clan Leader.”
Thousands of elite powerhouses of the Witch God Clan shouted, shaking the heavens. At this moment, they feared no difficulties.
Feared no opponent.
“The Witch God Clan would rather die than retreat, rather die than surrender, kill!” The female Clan Chief donned her war armor, with Divine Sword in hand, exuding a strong battle intent.
“Kill, kill, kill!”
The elite powerhouses of the Witch God Clan flew out of the clan land, and soon, a crack appeared in space, expanding until finally, a large group wearing purple armor appeared before the Witch God Clan’s people.
“Fan Hua, long time no see.” The guy in the leading purple-armored war armor said, sounding a bit excited.
“Miao Zantian, I didn’t expect this day to come so quickly.”
“Indeed, I didn’t expect your Witch God Clan to be hiding in a Small World, quite disgraceful to the Ancient Martial God’s prestige,” Miao Zantian laughed.
“I also didn’t expect your Giant God Clan to survive, beyond my expectations.”
“Our Giant God Clan is one of the Original Races, undying and immortal, Fan Hua, will you surrender or choose death?” Miao Zantian said.
“Enough, back then, we could repel you, and we can do it again now,” Fan Hua said, making the first move.
“If you are stubborn, then don’t blame me for my ruthless actions.” A slash of the great sword cut through, the energy rolling through the Star River.
The sword energy was like a dragon, attacking Fan Hua.
Fan Hua calmly swept her sword tip, creating a shield in front of her.
Boom!
Fan Hua was pushed back five steps, while the opponent only took one step.
“Not bad, this body is indeed much stronger, but still not enough.” Hua Zantian laughed.
“You’re not bad either, the shell is indeed much stronger, but it has only just begun.”
Their battle shook the heavens and the earth; the mountains beneath them exploded one by one, fortunately without living beings, otherwise, everything would be doomed by this onslaught.
Once this fight started, stopping in a short time was indeed unlikely, and such a big commotion gradually attracted some onlookers.
They hid in the distance, not daring to approach.
Some of them recorded the scene, intending to sell the footage in Divine Martial City after leaving.
Only Tang Feng’s Divine Martial City in the entire Divine Realm has that projection stuff.
A few days later, this strong man decisively left, and many others had similar thoughts.
As the battle drew to a close, these people started to retreat.
They quickly disappeared into the great mountains.
Both sides had fewer than a hundred survivors, and the female Clan Chief shouted,
“Charge, to the last!”
“A bunch of madmen.” Miao Zantian discovered that the Witch God elite continued to fight fearlessly, stamping his feet in anger.
The Ancient Life Tree played its role now, its roots emerging from the ground wrapping around the injured Witch God Clan people.
In no time, their injuries fully healed.
Just like that, the Giant God Clan met with tragedy again, and no medicine could compare with the recovery power of the Ancient Life Tree.
After another hour, the last member of the Giant God Clan was slain.
Only Miao Zantian remained.
He was now under the siege of the female Clan Chief, with the Ancient Life Tree’s support, she had no worries about lacking strength.
Miao Zantian finally confirmed one thing, finding a chance to fly retreat to one side, smiling at Fan Hua, he said.
“You think you’ve won again?”
Having said that, a strong air emerged from the passage with a slap of his hand.
“Heavenly Craft Clan, Sea God Clan, Tai Star Clan.”
Fan Hua couldn’t stay calm anymore; these races were all Original Races, with strength no inferior to the Witch God Clan.
“What do you intend to do?”
“I know the Ancient Life Tree is beside your Witch God Clan, you’ve held it alone for so many years; it’s time to let everyone share in it,” Miao Zantian laughed.
“Do you think that’s possible?”
“Indeed impossible, so I’ve called upon three Clan Leaders, and I believe they are happy to share together.”
“Nothing more than taking by force, why waste so many words; if you want war, then war.” Fan Hua pointed her sword domineeringly.
“Since you wish to die, then let me Cheng Quan you. Three Clan Leaders, this woman is extraordinary, let’s do it together,” Miao Zantian laughed.
The leaders of the other three clans stepped forward, and everyone else attacked the Witch God Clan people.
This time the disparity in strength was too great; soon the Witch God Clan people were either dead or injured, all within just a moment.
The female Clan Chief was also struggling greatly; facing three equally strong opponents, Fan Hua was injured.
Eventually, she was wounded and grounded; the Ancient Life Tree tried to heal her, but one of the clan leaders isolated it with a formation.
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