Chapter 900 — Supreme of the Yuan Realm
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 4 of 5
The comrades by his side grew fewer and fewer, until at last he alone stood upon the God-Slaying Platform, roaring and fighting, until he was drowned in the ocean of gods and demons. "Come, let us journey together! "
He let out a final roar: "Sacrifice! "
His vital blood was devoured by the God-Slaying Platform.
This God-Slaying Platform of a Throne Realm powerhouse seemed to come alive, awakening from slumber, its power erupting. Blood-colored tide surged, devouring the vital blood of countless heavenly gods around it. The heavenly gods who surged onto the God-Slaying Platform rapidly became dried corpses in a thousand postures.
The god Chixi had no breath left; his eyes gradually grew dim. "The Divine Son of Chiming should have led our people to migrate far away by now, right?
And my disciple—I wonder if he is well. .
.
"
Before his final death, he saw that in the destroyed Chiming Heavenly Palace, the Great Venerable was hiding here and there like an old rabbit.
The god Chixi revealed a final smile: "He really runs fast. .
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"
Ban Gongcuo fled in panic from the Chiming Heavenly Palace, escaping to Jingping under the pursuit of hundreds of heavenly gods.
After all, he had been honored by Shen Mu as the number one at fleeing for his life. Several hundred heavenly gods could not stop him; even when he encountered ambushes from existences at the Yaochi and Yujing realms along the way, he still escaped.
The sky was dark and gloomy, sun and moon obscured. The heavenly chart was torn apart by war and set alight by divine fire, like a burning scroll.
Ban Gongcuo fled beneath this scroll, finally reaching the continent.
His whole body was covered in wounds, yet he revealed a faint smile: "No one in this world can kill me, no one! Sect Master Shen cannot, and others even less so!
"
Just then, he saw gods battling ahead.
Jingping's fleet of towering ships was carrying countless mortals northward, yet one ship after another was falling under the divine abilities of gods and demons. "Not my concern. "
He was about to go around and find a place to settle, when his gaze froze, falling upon the figure resisting the Heavenly Court's gods, unable to look away.
That was the First Ancestor Human Emperor, desperately guarding those towering ships under the siege of dozens of Heavenly Court divine generals, so that the divine ability users on the ships could carry these mortals away. The flames of war illuminated the faces on those ships—faces filled with panic and unease, women and children among them.
"Not my concern.
I have never done a good deed in my life.
For ten thousand years, I have done every evil deed there is. . . "
Ban Gongcuo chuckled and fled far away.
Just then, the First Ancestor Human Emperor's body crashed down from the sky, sliding for dozens of li before stopping at his feet.
An existence at the Yujing Realm descended from the heavens, a sword thrusting toward the First Ancestor's chest. Without a moment's thought, Ban Gongcuo's form turned into black smoke, sweeping up the First Ancestor Human Emperor and fleeing far away.
"Stop! "
The First Ancestor's body shook, dispersing the black smoke.
He did not look at Ban Gongcuo, but stared at the Heavenly Court powerhouses pursuing them: "Escort those people away!
"
He charged toward those heavenly gods again, without looking back. Ban Gongcuo was stunned, then silently flew up and landed on a towering ship. The ship sped northward. Behind them, in the darkness, the figures of the First Ancestor Human Emperor and those heavenly gods flickered in and out of view.
The aftershocks of their divine abilities struck here, and ship after ship creaked and groaned, ready to break apart at any moment. "Lower the ships.
We walk from here. "
Ban Gongcuo said with a smile to those despairing divine ability users: "I have fled my whole life. I guarantee I can lead you out alive!
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