C2206 Particle Universe
After saying that, Jin Ling turned around and pointed at Xu Haotian.
"This is the tenth Source Plane's Source Owner, Your Majesty the Celestial Emperor. Ancestor, did you not feel anything from him? "
The Netherezim Ancestral Founder had an anxious expression on his face, but in the next moment, his eyes widened.
"You … Why is there the aura of Original Lineal Line of Primordial God Clan on your body? "
"No, this isn't a Original Lineal Line of Primordial God Clan, it's a … Oh my god, it's actually the aura of an Ancestral God? Who exactly are you? "
The Netherezim Ancestral Founder was finally under control.
"Our tenth Source Plane, Source Owner, seems to have another identity, the founder of Primordial God Clan."
Xu Haotian said with a smile.
The Netherezim Ancestral Founder looked at Xu Haotian, Nine Spirits Essence Sage, and Jin Ling. After a moment of silence, he gritted his teeth and said.
"You said that you are the reincarnation of an Elder God. We can't completely trust you, but since you do have the aura of an Elder God, there's only one way to prove it. That is, come with me to the ancestral hall. I want to ask you right now, do you dare to enter the dimensional space with me? "
The ancestor solemnly said.
"Why would I not dare? Even if you did not invite them, I would still have entered."
Seeing Xu Haotian like that, an unexpected expression appeared on the old man's face.
However, he did not hesitate. He turned around and waved his hand, and in the next second, a black particle appeared in the void in front of him.
The particle was like a black grain of sand mixed in with the white void. It was extremely small and hard to see with the naked eye.
In the next second, the old man disappeared from everyone's sight.
Seeing this, Xu Haotian's eyes narrowed.
Jin Ling and the other two also disappeared.
Xu Haotian and Nine Spirits Essence Sage also weren't in a hurry to go in. Instead, they sent out their soul consciousness to feel around and found a dense aura coming from inside.
No longer hesitating, Xu
Xu Haotian and the nine spirits went into the particles. He disappeared into the endless void.
Very soon, the endless space around them quieted down.
However, after only ten minutes or so, a sonic boom could be heard from the depths of the void, followed by the arrival of countless Primordial God Clan creatures.
The leader of the group, a man with thick white armor and a pair of eyes, walked up to Lan Jue.
"The auras of those devils from the Original Lineal Line of Primordial God Clan should be here. And the coordinates General Tong left behind were also here? "Why is there no one here?"
"..."
Xu Haotian and the rest naturally did not know what had happened in the void after they entered the particle.
He only felt a blur in front of his eyes as he appeared in a sacred land with blue skies and white clouds and rich in spirit energy.
There were countless Flying Island floating in this place and their sizes varied. There were no rules governing the starry sky and there were no auras of the water particles here. However, there was an extremely dense source of Origin Qi floating around.
Not far away from him and Nine Spirits, the three of them, the Profound Nether Ancestral Founder, and Jin Ling'er were waiting for him.
After the Profound Nether Ancestral Founder, there were countless source of life. More than half of them were at Primordial Taizu's realm.0
The ten or so people leading the group even had the aura of an immortal Xiantian cultivator.
"Are you the new Source Plane Origin Master that the three of them spoke of, and claim to be the reincarnation of the creator of my Primordial God Clan?"
At this time, an immortal innate expert flew up to Xu Haotian and asked.
"What, now that we are here, can't you all feel the pure God race's aura flowing in my body?"
Xu Haotian said in amusement.
"Even so, we cannot easily trust you. However, if you can help us repel our enemies, not only will we believe in your existence, we will bring you to the ancestral hall, and even return to your side."
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