Apotheosis

The thunderous noise lasted for three days and three nights before it finally stopped.

The entire chaos temporarily returned to a state of tranquility. Some of the creatures in the Source World began to regain their senses of hearing.

Even though the terrible shock waves already disappeared, the people did not feel relieved. Instead, they became even more worried.

Some of them began to leaf through the ancient books. They were trying to predict what would happen next.

Meanwhile, someone in the Bloom Divine Province found a relevant passage.

An old man opened an ancient book with his hands trembling with fear and anxiety.

This ancient book was written long ago by an elder of his race. It talked about what would happen should the end come.

"The last thunder will destroy everything with its sound. However, the six sages will be protected by a bright and dazzling light."

"Those six sages refer to the six Chaos Ancient Gods," murmured one of his companions.

"So six lucky warriors will be selected in the Source World," another one chimed in.

To be chosen as one of the Chaos Ancient Gods, there were two conditions that must be satisfied. First, the person must possess enormous amounts of strength. At the very least, they must be at the Holy Soul Realm.

The second one would be sheer luck.

Knowing this secret, the warriors at the Holy Soul Realm and the Eternal Realm had high hopes that they could be one of the chosen Chaos Ancient Gods.

If they were selected, they were basically granted a special ticket to the next round of chaos.

Out of the blue, everyone heard a buzzing sound.

A beam of light suddenly appeared in the Source World. It headed straight for the hall the Evil God built.

Meanwhile, on the second floor of the hall, several cultivators of the Holy Soul Realm and the Eternal Realm were greedily absorbing the bloodline powers.

The Evil God looked at these people impassively. He appeared extremely generous. But in actuality, he felt thoroughly disgusted of them.

Soon enough, he would need their help. All he could do for now was patiently satisfy their greed.

Buzz! Something streaked past them from above.

The beam of light pierced through the black hall and enshrouded one of the cultivators of the Holy Soul Realm.

The cultivator was still digesting the bloodline power he had just absorbed. He opened his eyes and saw the light enveloping his entire body. Naturally, he was awestruck for a few moments. Suddenly, he realized that he was chosen to be a Chaos Ancient God and master a truth. He was so happy that he jumped up from his meditating position earlier.

"Is he the one chosen to be a Chaos Ancient God?" one of the cultivators whispered to his fellow cultivator.

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to ten million feet!

The needle grew not only in length, but also in its diameter. It continued to expand further. In just an hour, it had already expanded into a massive object.

As soon as the needle appeared, the sentry Evil God and Zen immediately noticed it.

An idea flashed through their minds almost at the same time. Who would be the first target of this needle?

Usually, there was only one primitive land in a chaotic era. But in this round of chaos, there were three. Which of those primitive lands would the needle attack first?

Meanwhile, there was something happening in the Burial Land.

The downgrader was floating in mid-air.

There was a complicated array plate right in front of him. This was exactly the same as the array that hatched the needle.

The Snake Spirit King said, "The structure of the secondary world is quite exquisite. The hourglass is the one controlling the restart time. After that, the needle will end everything and signal the beginning of the next chaos. I applaud you!"

It was the downgrader who invented the method of creating secondary worlds. In order to downgrade the main world, he designed the aforementioned method in advance. He did this to deceive the Snake Spirit King and trick the Four Spirits Sect into building one secondary world after another.

This must seem shameful to the Snake Spirit King. Nonetheless, he had to flatter the downgrader.

"Humph! This method of the Lower Extreme World is awfully insignificant!" the downgrader exclaimed as he fiddled with the array plate.

The needle had already become incredibly massive. It changed its direction constantly and continued to grow at an even faster rate.

The sentry Evil God was watching all this. Suddenly, his expression became serious.

He confirmed that the needle was heading straight for the Source World.