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Chapter 420: Chapter 420: The Remaining Might of the Past, Still Causes the Gods to Bow in Awe! (4th Update)
 

Karsath first blinked his eyes, then looked down at his own arm before lifting his head in immense surprise.

Across from him was Anastasia’s tender gaze.

The two of them locked eyes, and then embraced each other with overwhelming excitement.

Seeing this scene, all the members of the Dark Council revealed benevolent smiles like doting aunts.

Xue An nodded as well.

Karsath’s nature was good, so this was also a way for him to lend a hand.

Then, looking down at the weakened Suo En, he said, “Alright, get out of here! Don’t just project yourself and descend without cause in the future, understood?”

“Yes, yes, Master’s reprimand is just, but…,” Suo En showed a hint of hesitation.

At this moment, his stature had severely shrunk to a size even smaller than an average person.

“Hmm? But what?” Xue An’s eyebrows gradually rose.

“Master, could you please grant me a name to take back with me so I can report back properly?” Suo En now felt like crying.

Although it was a projection, they had already developed their own autonomous consciousness.

It was just like an extension of the principal body, capable of traveling to various realms to carry out missions.

They were even capable of cultivation.

Therefore, the necro-power that had just been handed over was all painstakingly accumulated by himself.

If he were to go back just like this, there was a great possibility that he would be directly erased by the irate principal body.

Xue An naturally knew these things, so he only smiled.

A glimmer of light, ancient and desolate yet also filled with an immensely powerful aura, flashed through his eyes.

Seeing this, Suo En’s body shuddered tremendously, his face turned deathly pale in an instant, almost crying out in fear.

Xue An shook his head slightly, signaling him to keep quiet!

Suo En hurriedly covered his mouth, then knelt down with the utmost reverence.

“Master, it is a grave sin to have disturbed you!”

“Enough, go back. Remember to tell your principal body that I cover this place now! Don’t get any ideas! Or else… I will decisively not spare you!”

Suo En was so scared he could have wet his pants, if he had any urine.

He was well aware that this once supreme killer who had shaken the cosmos never exaggerated.

After all, at one time, he had stood at the pinnacle of the Myriad Realms, a person of supreme nobility.

Compared to him, his small identity as a Netherworld God couldn’t even withstand a single glance from him.

“Yes!” Suo En said tremblingly.

“Get lost!” Xue An waved his hand.

Suo En, as if pardoned, bowed deeply again and then vanished on the spot.

Then Xue An turned and smiled at the crowd, “Alright, matter perfectly resolved!”

This was a land devoid of life.

Everywhere there were relentless skeleton warriors, and the sky above was filled with Bone Dragons colliding and tearing at each other.

There was no blood.

Because there were no living people on this land.

All that was present was an endless sea of white bones.

In the center of this realm, there was a high mountain made entirely of piled white bones.

The mountain was ten thousand feet tall, the peak of this realm.

Atop White Bone Mountain was a throne constructed from countless bones.

At this moment.

All the projected avatars sent to various worlds had returned, except for the one sent to the world of the living.

The principal body of Suo En frowned slightly.

Within the Necro-realm, he was the sovereign, so his frown caused divine might to radiate, turning countless skeletons into dust.

Just then, the space fluctuated, and the avatar of Suo En dropped down, its aura extremely weak.

“What happened?” The majestic divine voice sounded.

Suo En fell to his knees with a plop, then crawled forward shakily a few paces.

The avatar and the principal body naturally shared a connection, so when Suo En relayed everything he had witnessed in the world of the living.

The Netherworld God, who had always sat aloof on the White Bone Throne, saw his expression twist dramatically.

The entire Necro-realm trembled because of his reaction.

The ground cracked open with countless fissures, endless Bone Dragons and skeletons were reduced to dust.

Those who survived were all trembling on their knees, continuously bowing towards White Bone Mountain.

They did not know what had so shocked their god.

It was only after a long while that everything finally returned to calm.

The expression of the Netherworld God himself was supremely solemn.

“Is everything true?”

In fact, this question was completely superfluous.

This Suo En was one of his projections, how could he possibly tell a lie?

But this also showed just how shocked the Netherworld God himself was.

“Yes! Absolutely true!”

Divine light flickered in the eyes of the original Suo En, but a look of fear gradually appeared on his face.

If everything were true!

Then, once this news got out, it would shake The Multiverse Realms.

However, it seemed that this exalted being had not yet regained his full strength and did not wish to draw attention!

With this thought, he spoke in a cold voice, “Well done!”

As he spoke, a ray of light flew into the forehead of this projection.

The originally weak one’s aura suddenly surged.

The surrounding shadow clones all looked on with envy.

“Not a word of this matter must be leaked!” the original Suo En commanded sternly.

“Yes!” everyone bowed in unison in response.

Only after all his shadow clones had left did he lower his head with a grave expression, his hands hidden beneath the throne trembling slightly.

For he was feeling the fear after the event.

Although that person’s strength was far from recovered, the original Suo En knew very well that to survive in The Multiverse Realms,

one must learn to revere.

And that man!

He was the one whom all gods, demons, and experts of The Multiverse revered most!

Fortunately, he didn’t seem to be angry.

Otherwise, he might not even have the chance to survive!

The Netherworld God secretly celebrated his luck and made a resolution that from then on, the human world would become an absolute taboo, never to be stepped into again.

This was another vast and powerful plane.

Even the air in this realm was permeated with the powerful Holy Light.

All who lived here were mighty Holy Light Angels.

And at the central region was the Mountain of Light.

Within the Holy Sanctuary at the peak of the mountain,

the God of Light slowly opened his eyes, a hint of surprise and doubt in his gaze.

The slaying of his avatar by Xue An did not substantially impact his strength.

But it did send a profound shock through him.

Although with his Divine Power, to descend to Earth, he had to compress his power to a miserably low level,

he was still a god!

What’s more, one of his Divine Children had also descended.

Yet both had been eradicated by Xue An!

Who exactly was this Xue An?

How could he cultivate such formidable strength on such a low-level plane?

And why did the Wheel of Destiny indicate that he must absolutely be slain?

While he was pondering,

he heard a crisp crack.

The God of Light looked up, then froze in shock.

There, on the Wheel of Destiny that eternally spun in the middle of the Holy Sanctuary, a deep fracture had shockingly appeared.

“How is this possible!” The God of Light was utterly astonished.

This Wheel of Destiny governed the fates of all beings in the realms under the God of Light’s control, and it was known as an indestructible supreme artifact.

Why had it suddenly developed a crack?

As if to answer his bewilderment,

that crack abruptly widened, and then the entire Wheel of Destiny shattered with a thunderous crash!

An endless Forcer of Destiny and Divine Light spread from the peak, even enveloping the whole Realm of Light.

And the God of Light sat stunned upon his throne, his face gradually showing… a look of reverence!