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Chapter 974 [971] Eternal Divine Mark

Inside the underground cave.

Cheng Han waited patiently for a while, then suddenly sensed a slight anomaly in the space above, a faint and obscure fluctuation arose.

He quickly looked up and saw a large meatball, covered in mouths all over its body, suddenly squeezing out of space.

That's right!

It was 'squeezing'.

And it was a particularly strange kind of 'squeezing'.

Visually, a smaller version of the meatball appeared first, then rapidly expanded into a large meatball.

Although Cheng Han had mastered a Law String of the space element, he was still baffled as to how this big shot had appeared.

It is worth noting that every mouth on the Gluttonous Lord's body was opened at a clear angle, revealing most of its sharp teeth.

The Lord seemed to be smiling.

However.

This appearance was ten times more terrifying than not smiling, it was like a hungry monster showing its fangs, enough to scare a normal person out of their mind instantly.

Cheng Han knew at a glance that the Gluttonous Lord must have successfully stolen a bite of 'chicken', fulfilling a long-cherished wish, and descended happily.

"Delicious!"

A childish voice immediately rang out, containing a huge and infectious joy.

"Really delicious!"

The Lord couldn't help but repeat it again.

"Chomp!"

"Chomp!"

Tens of thousands of mouths smacked together, making dense smacking sounds, as if savoring the delicious taste.

Without a doubt.

At this moment, the Gluttonous Lord was truly, purely, and wholeheartedly happy.

Cheng Han was also infected by this joy and couldn't help but smile.

He casually promised: "In the many years to come, we will encounter more 'Calamities', and then we will eat them bite by bite."

Cheng Han deliberately emphasized his tone: "Not a single one will be missed! Not a single bite will be spared!"

"Mmm!"

The Gluttonous Lord grunted heavily.

He then issued a good person card with extreme joy: "Cheng Han... you are a very, very, very good person!"

Saying "very" four times in a row showed how high His trust was.

Cheng Han readily accepted the good person card and said with a smile: "Of course!"

This Lord didn't know who He learned this habit from, but He even took a jab at Cat Little Meow: "That little cat... uh... is too useless... compared to you."

Last time He planned to cooperate with Cat Little Meow, but found that the cat girl was of no use at all.

If it weren't for Cheng Han's sake, He would have swallowed the cat-eared girl in one bite.

Of course.

The Gluttonous Lord had no idea how terrifying the pressure was when facing a super powerhouse who could devour the heavens and the earth.

The fact that the little cat girl could speak at all was already a testament to her excellent psychological quality.

The corner of Cheng Han's mouth twitched, and he quietly changed the subject: "By the way, Lord, what kind of spatial secret technique did you use when you descended just now?"

As soon as he said it.

He regretted asking the question.

Because with the Lord's chicken-scratching language skills, the possibility of describing an extremely complex method clearly was zero.

In short.

This was completely making things difficult for the Lord.

Sure enough.

The Gluttonous Lord instantly fell into a state of "deep confusion": "Uh... that... let me think... uh... it seems... I think... ah... uh..."

Even a fool could see that the Lord's CPU was about to burn out.

On the other hand.

The Gluttonous Lord rarely developed an emotion called "guilt".

Because Cheng Han had gotten Him something so delicious, but He couldn't fulfill the other party's small request.

At this time.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Cheng Han quickly said: "Lord, I seem to have figured out a little trick, no need to trouble you to explain."

He even considerately thought of a way for the Lord to step down: "Lord, you should be very busy now, I won't disturb you."

The Gluttonous Lord was relieved and surprisingly didn't stutter: "Yes... I'm so busy, so busy... I'm leaving."

Before the word "leaving" could finish.

An obscure wave flashed above the cave.

The Gluttonous Lord fled.

The corner of Cheng Han's mouth couldn't help but twitch slightly.

He felt that he was probably the only person in the world who could force the Gluttonous Lord to flee with a single sentence.

After a moment.

The fluctuation appeared again.

The Lord's figure was faintly visible within it.

A childish voice immediately popped out again: "Right... this seems... has benefits... for you... forgot... almost."

With this sound.

A small, dark thing fell from mid-air out of nowhere.

Afterwards.

The Gluttonous Lord emphasized, "I'm so busy, so busy," and left as if fleeing again.

Cheng Han was quick-witted, waved his right hand lightly, and caught the small thing.

The moment he got it.

He immediately realized that this thing was not simple.

This thing was pitch black all over, looked like a scale, was only half the size of a palm, and was surrounded by a faint black mist on the surface.

Cheng Han took a look and immediately "huh"ed.

He clearly felt that although his palm had a tactile sensation, his skin did not touch this thing.

Between the two, there seemed to be an extremely strange diaphragm, which contained a trace of spatial fluctuations.

Cheng Han did a little analysis, and his pupils suddenly widened: "So big?!"

He suddenly realized that this seemingly small scale was actually shrunk by spatial secret techniques.

The actual length of this thing reached an astonishing 300 meters.

Cheng Han's heart moved, and he blurted out: "My God! Could this be the scale of the Eleventh Calamity?!"

He immediately affirmed this guess.

Because other than the Eleventh Calamity, no other creature's scales could be so big.

The Gluttonous Lord had just entered the battlefield, seized the opportunity to bite off a piece of the Eleventh Calamity's flesh, and getting a scale was too normal.

This was obviously a special compensation given by the Lord.

Or rather - a sharing.

And with the Lord's nature as a "foodie", to be able to resist not eating it must have taken a great deal of restraint.

Cheng Han was extremely pleasantly surprised and smiled: "The Lord is considerate!"

Just then.

An obscure fluctuation appeared for the third time, and the Gluttonous Lord returned once again.

A childish voice floated over once again: "Right... that aura... uh... erase it... safe... this thing..."

Cheng Han understood this sentence.

The Eleventh Calamity's scales were very dangerous things, and the Lord knew that his strength was insufficient, so He pre-processed it and erased the aura of the Eleventh Calamity.

Cheng Han quickly thanked him: "Thank you, Lord."

The Gluttonous Lord was very funny, and after dropping another sentence "I'm so busy, so busy", He disappeared without a trace.

This time.

The Lord seemed to have really left.

Cheng Han waited for more than ten seconds, but the fluctuation did not appear again.

He couldn't help but shook his head, and really didn't know what to say about this strange behavior of going back and forth.

Speaking of which.

This kind of incoherent and forgetful style was very much in line with the Lord's character.

Cheng Han calmed down and spent a few hours continuously analyzing it many times.

After exhausting most of his mental power.

His pupils suddenly dilated, and an extremely huge surprise flashed in them: "Good stuff!"

Just now, the All-Knowing Eye had deciphered an extremely important piece of information.

This scale surface carried a super powerful thing, called - Eternal Divine Mark.

The so-called "Divine Mark" is the concrete manifestation of divine power law.

Each Divine Mark represents the god's understanding and mastery of the law.

The "Eternal Divine Mark", as the name suggests, is an existence that is one level higher than the Divine Mark.

Only the strongest at the level of the Supreme God can condense the Eternal Divine Mark.

The Eternal Divine Mark left by the Eleventh Calamity was even stronger than the Supreme God.

Cheng Han gently stroked the scales, smiling so much that his face was about to burst: "This time's plan to plot the Divine War was worth it."

No.

It's not just worth it.

It's simply a huge profit.

There is no other reason.

Every Supreme God is an unimaginable existence.

Even if Cheng Han's strength truly reached the level of the Main God, I am afraid it would be difficult to get a piece of something with an Eternal Divine Mark.

Let alone the Eleventh Calamity's Eternal Divine Mark.

A trace of heat flashed in Cheng Han's eyes: "With the help of this thing, my speed of condensing multiple Divine Seals will definitely be faster than expected."

He thought about it, and his heart moved again.

Stars appeared all over the sky.

A star jumped over, and a terrifying image of "a body full of mouths" flashed in it.

This was the Star Transmission Technique.

Cheng Han specially sent a message to the Gluttonous Lord: "Lord, I plan to retreat for a period of time, please take care of the Big Sand Ants."

He sent the coordinates of the Big Sand Ants to the Gluttonous Lord.

Although the Eleventh Calamity had not yet been born, it was jointly killed by the God Emperors in the cradle.

But next, the Misty Sand World will still have endless wars, and may even be more intense.

More powerful Queen Insects, that is, bugs at the level of the Main God, are likely to frequently participate in the war.

In order to ensure the safety of the Big Sand Ants, he felt it necessary to ask the Big Sand Ants for help.

Soon.

The stars flickered.

The Gluttonous Lord's reply came: "Okay!"

The corner of Cheng Han's mouth curved, and he performed several flashes in a row, directly leaving the void.

Although the Gluttonous Lord was very childish, He would definitely complete everything He promised without fail.

In a word, very reliable.

Next.

Cheng Han planned to find a secret place to retreat and comprehend the Eternal Divine Mark, and condense the Divine Seal as soon as possible.

*

One day later.

In an extremely distant place.

A pure white giant palace, shaped like a circular arena, floated motionless in the void.

The diameter of this palace reached an astonishing 300 kilometers.

Observe carefully.

Within 1,000 kilometers of the giant palace, there was no void turbulence at all.

Within 3,000 kilometers, the intensity and speed of the void turbulence was far less than normal.

From this point alone, it can be judged that this palace is definitely no ordinary thing.

At this time.

"Buzz ~"

The giant palace suddenly vibrated.

Ripples spread out from the palace and instantly swept to infinity.

A few seconds later.

"Rumble!"

The palace suddenly shook violently.

A circle of towering light pillars rose out of thin air around the periphery of the giant palace.

The number of light pillars exceeded one thousand, the diameter was no less than one hundred meters, and the height exceeded ten kilometers.

Afterwards.

The light pillars underwent magical changes, transforming from a virtual state to a solid state, becoming giant pillars that were neither gold nor jade.

At the top of each giant pillar.

Countless light filaments quickly moved, outlining a gorgeous and extremely complex throne, emitting a brilliant halo.

This throne has a name - Glorious Divine Throne.

This giant palace also has a name - Glorious Divine Realm.

"Buzz ~"

The giant palace vibrated again.

The Glorious Divine Throne instantly condensed into a solid.

Then.

A majestic voice sounded, echoing within the giant palace.

"In my name, please take your seats!"

This was clearly a sentence in the Myriad Hao language.

This voice also possessed magical power, and creatures of any race could fully understand it.

After a moment.

Rays of light of various colors descended from the sky one after another, and landed extremely accurately on the top of the giant pillar.

When the light dissipated.

Various shapes appeared, appearing on the Glorious Divine Throne.

The nine God Emperors of the Myriad Hao Clan appeared without exception, sitting on the Glorious Divine Throne.

Without exception, the figures that descended here were all Supreme God powerhouses of various races.

At this moment.

The Glorious Divine Realm can definitely be called "a gathering of gods" and "a gathering of strong men".

But.

Nearly 10% of the Glorious Divine Thrones were still empty.

Faced with this scene.

All the Supreme Gods attending the meeting did not look too good.

Many familiar Supreme Gods exchanged glances with each other, exchanging information in this way.

As the top powerhouses in this plane, they naturally knew the reason.

After a while.

A figure holding a green wooden staff said softly: "Since they are not coming, there is no need for them to exist in the future."

Although his tone was gentle, it faintly revealed a sense of iron and blood.

All Supreme Gods could hear that this sentence had two meanings.

The first meaning is - there is no need for the remaining Glorious Divine Thrones to exist in the future.

The second meaning is - there is no need for the Supreme Gods who did not participate to exist in the future.

The subtext is - kill!

As soon as this statement came out.

A slight commotion arose in the giant palace.

But no one questioned it.

Because the person speaking was the strongest of the Myriad Hao Clan - Emperor Rong.

He is also recognized as one of the few strongest people in this plane, and even a considerable number of Supreme Gods believe that Emperor Rong is the strongest person.

At this time.

Emperor Rong raised the wooden staff lightly again.

The commotion subsided instantly.

Emperor Rong's expression was indifferent: "I believe the gods present already know that the Myriad Hao Clan successfully killed the second 'Calamity' yesterday."

The Supreme Gods all listened quietly to Emperor Rong's words.

Slaying an Eleventh Tribulation being was a monumental event, so naturally, all the powerful figures had heard of it, and no one looked particularly surprised.

Rong Imperial suddenly changed the subject, "The Epoch Tribulation is not the concern of one race alone; all races must work together with one heart to face it."

"The Wanhao Race has already made the greatest contribution by slaying two 'Tribulations' on their own. Other races should also contribute their due share of strength."

Towards the end.

Rong Imperial's tone became noticeably tougher.

The commotion within the Divine Domain became even more apparent.

Anyone could understand what Rong Imperial meant—every race present, those with people must contribute people, and those with strength must contribute strength.

A second later.

A lazy voice instantly reverberated throughout the entire Divine Domain: "Your Wanhao Race only slaughtered two of the weakest 'Tribulations,' and you even have the nerve to order the races around?"

This was clearly a challenge.

Even more so, a blatant provocation.