Published: February 20, 2025
BREAKTHROUGH TO SUPREME, PRIMORDIAL REINCARNATION
Time passed, and two more days slipped by in the blink of an eye. The beam of light in space was now approaching the sun.
In the mythical world, over thirty million kilometers away from the Human Race's restricted battlefield, deep within the empire, endless dark red demon qi churned in the firmament.
Below, in a range of over one hundred thousand kilometers, the ground collapsed, and the void shattered, forming a pitch-black void with a diameter comparable to Jupiter, unfathomable in depth.
At the center of the void, a palace complex composed of thousands of towering demon palaces floated, stretching for tens of thousands of kilometers, surrounded by surging, oppressive demon qi.
Amidst the swirling demon qi, two figures, each ten thousand meters long, could be vaguely seen moving, exuding an ancient-level powerful aura, guarding the demon palaces.
Boom!
The sky trembled, and the dark red clouds above rolled as a powerful force tore through them, creating a fissure stretching a thousand kilometers.
Behind the dark red fissure, a figure towering one hundred thousand meters slowly emerged, with three faces and eighteen arms, exuding an invisible magic might that shook time and space.
Behind this magnificent figure, an abyssal world appeared, with dozens of dark red rule chains extending from the void, piercing through a figure three thousand meters tall.
The pierced figure was robust, covered in red fur, with backward-bent legs and a broad, towering back resembling a red mountain, as if carrying a massive turtle shell.
At this moment, however, this powerful being's aura was weak, its body broken and covered with massive wounds.
Moreover, these wounds continuously emitted black smoke, sizzling under the suppression of the abyssal power, and a look of pain was evident on its face.
Boom!
Below, the ancestral palace shook, and a black beam shot into the sky, forming a massive phantom tens of thousands of meters high beneath the dark red clouds.
Constantine's willful figure lifted its head, gazing at the terrifyingly powerful Telesis, its pupils constricting as it revealed a trace of apprehension. “Telesis, it’s been a long time.”
Standing on the dark red firmament, Telesis's three grotesque heads slightly bowed, its voice deep. “Indeed, it has been several hundred years, Constantine.”
“Several hundred years have passed. I wonder how the injuries of our primordial ancestor are healing?”
Constantine slowly replied, “The injuries of our ancestor? They have healed quite well. The will of the ancestor awakened once earlier, conveying orders for eastward expansion.”
“However, at that time, you were at a stalemate with the Tianyu Tribe, and the Holy Demon Anka Empire faced the same situation, so it only informed Dioreus and the others.”
Looking at the calm-faced demon god priest below, Telesis's gaze swept over the imposing palace complex, falling into a brief silence before speaking again, its voice heavy.
“I have just returned from the Deep Red World, where I encountered Levedis waiting for me. It requested us to come to the ancestral court to discuss matters concerning the eastern Human Race alliance.”
Seeing Telesis shift the topic, Constantine's expression turned serious. “That Human Race and the civilizations we have encountered over the years are quite different, presenting some challenges.”
“They are not only growing rapidly but also aligning with other civilizations. Suddenly, their power has expanded several times, suppressing Dioreus and the others in return.”
“Currently, within this alliance formed by three major forces, the most powerful on the surface is the old deity king of the alliance of deities, at the ancient peak. Even you, Telesis, might not necessarily be his match.”
“Besides him, there is the Tianyu god king Tolstoy, who once battled against you, and the mysteriously strong first senator of the Human Race, Qiantian, all possessing ancient late-stage combat capability.”