2901: C2901 Escape from the God Realm

C2901 Escape from the God Realm

The attack landed.

Because of the World of Source's resistance, even though Meng Fan's body had already escaped, his soul was still in a state of separation.

But just at this moment.

A voice sounded in Meng Fan's mind.

That voice was unfamiliar and familiar.

The moment the voice was heard, Meng Fan thought of Sovereign of the Exquisite Heart.

Lili had spoken to Meng Fan in this way countless times before.

However, ever since Sovereign of the Exquisite Heart's grand path was taken away from her, the feeling between Meng Fan and Sovereign of the Exquisite Heart had completely disappeared.

In his stupor, Meng Fan thought it was Zhuge Shi.

But the voice was a woman.

Meng Fan finally realized that was Qing Yao's voice!

That voice was not a normal soul exchange. If it was a soul exchange, the current Meng Fan would not be able to sense it. His soul was in a state of complete separation and chaos, and that voice was the weakest fluctuation of the Laws!

The God race's power that was wreaking havoc in Meng Fan's mind was also suppressed by the law fluctuations.

Qing Yao was a creator of the god race. She was one of the most powerful ones. She helped Meng Fan and temporarily suppressed the splitting of his soul.

Then, in that instant, Meng Fan used all of his strength to spin the Pillar of Martial Arts to the limit.

This time, he was only using one power, and that was the intent of space!

He no longer had any extra thoughts and spirit to urge more True Meaning of the Great Tao s to use their unrivalled methods. At this moment, he was only trying his best to escape, not caring if he was exposed or not.

In the blink of an eye, he shattered the vacuum, penetrating all kinds of formations and barriers in the library. These powerful forces, under Meng Fan's full power of the Pillar of Martial Arts, were not even able to withstand a single blow.

In the pain of his soul, his eyes became blurry, but he still saw Qing Yao. That naive and naive Qing Yao who didn't understand the ways of the world, who didn't know how to deceive people, who only helped Meng Fan because of kindness and sympathy.

Amongst all the thoughts of splitting up and wreaking havoc, Meng Fan only had one clear and calm thought. This thought was to fulfill his promise.

Thus, he used a tiny bit of his power to shatter the giant egg that had a tenacity comparable to a Dimension barrier. Bringing Qing Yao with him, he sprinted out with an even faster speed.

In the God Realm that was filled with a pure and holy radiance, a very small fluctuation appeared.

That was because the dome of Temple of Science had a fist-sized hole punched through.

Three breaths later.

The entire God Realm released a rumbling sound, as if the God Realm was a living colossus that was currently awakening.

That was the order the dozens of god race leaders received at the same time.

The news came from the library. The oldest old man of the god race said it, but he didn't target a certain god race. Instead, he did his best to spread the news and told all the gods that could hear it.

Minor Heavenly Tao and Meng Fan were currently in the God Realm and were frantically trying to escape!

The first to receive the news was naturally the god race within the Temple of Science, especially the god race in the spherical dimension. They personally saw their most perfect creation up till now suddenly being taken away by a force that they could not see clearly.

That was the first breath of time.

At the same time, in the depths of the God Realm, a type of whisper that only the god race could hear clearly rang out. That was an order, an order to all god race leaders, to immediately surround and kill Meng Fan, regardless of the cost, regardless of the consequences!

In the third breath, the leader of the god race and countless other god race members began to move at the same time, causing the huge God Realm to emit rumbling sounds.

"Where is Minor Heavenly Tao?"

"Search the mountains and search the seas!"

"He has the ability to shatter the vacuum. He has invincible abilities. He can activate all of the spell formations. He can do everything he can to delay him for a moment!"

"Can we make it in time?"

"Can you hold on?"

"Whether or not I can hold on, catch up to him, chase him all the way to the end of the universe!"

Countless god race were communicating.

It was likely that even in the vast universe, the God Realm did not have this unified opinion. They wanted to kill Meng Fan and completely kill him!

God Realm, deep underground.

His eyes suddenly opened. It was a powerful Celestial King of God Race, and it was his order just now, but the current him was lying at the core of the God Realm, and Power of Gods was constantly growing out of his body. One could vaguely see that his breathing resonated with the many divine halls in the God Realm, and even the sun in the sky.

Not only that, there were also many hidden worlds outside the God Realm, and many cities within the three great Legend World that were shaking with his breathing.

He seemed to be the core of the power of faith, the core of the Power of Gods.

He seemed to be the Divine Path.

Celestial Emperor of Ten Thousand Arts!

Celestial King of Seven Turbulences, the leader of the entire God Realm.

His strength was not the slightest bit weaker than the old Celestial King of Eight Tribulations in the library.

His eyes opened and quickly locked onto an empty region in the sky above the God Realm. Following that, another order was issued.

Meng Fan had already exposed his body.

He could only use the Mandate of Space, unable to conceal himself.

But his speed was too fast!

Almost a dozen god-race leaders and hundreds of god-race members were mobilized in three breaths' time, but they still couldn't stop Meng Fan's mad dash outside.

At this moment, the god race wanted to kill Meng Fan at all costs.

At this moment, Meng Fan had to escape at all costs!

The current him was much faster in terms of speed when compared to Bowu Emperor, who traveled through the world as if it were nothing, being able to travel across the center of the universe in two days. That was why his flesh and blood were being separated, and even his internal organs were shattering.

All of these weren't terrifying.

For Meng Fan, even if his physical body was broken, it would only take a short while to recover.

Although the body of a God King was very precious and was a strong body that could only be refined after many years of cultivation, it was not difficult for Meng Fan. Although the body of a God King was a bit weaker than the body that he refined before, the gap was not too big.

However, cracks had appeared on his Pillar of Martial Arts!

This was too terrifying!

The toughness of the Pillar of Martial Arts s was several times stronger than his World of Source, it was extremely terrifying. Meng Fan had a kind of confidence that even if Celestial King of Seven Turbulences's strongest attack on him could shatter his flesh, his Pillar of Martial Arts s and World of Source would at most have a few scars, and with these two cores, he would be able to quickly recreate his flesh.

But now, because the Pillar of Martial Arts was being activated too ferociously, a crack had appeared!

The lines of True Meaning of the Great Tao were connected to the Pillar of Martial Arts, just like lotus roots. It looked soft, but was very flexible. If not for the links between these True Meaning of the Great Tao, the Pillar of Martial Arts would probably have been split into two.

However, the pain of the Pillar of Martial Arts breaking was still not even half of the pain of Meng Fan's soul splitting.

His speed was truly extremely fast.

It was fast to the point that even the ferocious attacks of hundreds of God Tribes were unable to catch up to him!

The moment the God race leader locked onto Meng Fan, he spat out a golden Taoist Artifact lance. Before the lance even left his mouth, Meng Fan had already disappeared.

Above the dome of the Temple of Science, the old Celestial King of Eight Tribulations was standing. Because of his previous exertion of strength, he seemed to be extremely weak right now. He panted heavily and raised his head.

He could always lock onto Meng Fan's location, but his power could no longer support him.

Deep in the God Realm.

Celestial Emperor of Ten Thousand Arts, whose body was hidden in the darkness, only revealed a pair of eyes as he suddenly muttered: "I can't stay here any longer."

Far away from Celestial Emperor of Ten Thousand Arts, on the dome of Temple of Science, the old Celestial King of Eight Tribulations lightly blinked his eyes, and said with an imposing manner: "It's true that I can't stay here any longer."

But before he could finish his sentence.

He suddenly turned around, inserted the white jade cane into the roof of the Temple of Science, opened his arms, and his body began to burn.

Celestial Emperor of Ten Thousand Arts whispered again: "Ancestor?"

"Ancestors …" The old Celestial King of Eight Tribulations did not respond to Celestial Emperor of Ten Thousand Arts, and instead said to himself, "I will come to the underworld to serve you, but before I step into the underworld where my name and body are turned into legend, I hope to use my withered and broken life in exchange for your wishes. Ancestors, wake up, wake up!"

He was a distant singer.

He was reciting an elegiac song.

The song was heavy and full of vision, with great expectations brewing within.

Meng Fan, who was constantly shattering the vacuum space and was about to reach the edge of the God Realm, felt the pain in his head increase by several times!

He saw many things.

He saw generations after generations of sages and heroes of the god race.

They were long dead.

Yet he lived in another form.

In the form of words, in the form of legends, in the form of stories.

Every word was given life. Those gods that passed away were the fathers of the life forms, and the one who wrote those words was the mother.

The old Celestial King of Eight Tribulations used his own life and life to give these words life. The characters in the library were connected to the characters that Meng Fan devoured into his soul. They resonated with each other and constantly expanded, filling Meng Fan's mind.

The words were awakening, reviving, crazily surging into Meng Fan's mind.

Meng Fan only felt pain for an instant.

After that, he couldn't feel anything anymore.2

He fainted.

He had completely lost all consciousness.

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