661: C661 Don't You Want to Kneel

C661 Don't You Want to Kneel

This was a hundred thousand mutants from the apocalypse, and this man wanted them to kneel before him!

This was equivalent to directly fighting against the will of Heaven and Earth, as well as the will of heavenly tribulation! If things went wrong, there would be even greater heavenly tribulation coming. Heavenly tribulation could only be overcome. One could only submit to its will. But now he was openly resisting it. This was an extremely unwise choice.

"Madman, this is a complete madman." From ancient times until now, no one has ever dared to make a creature born from heavenly tribulation kneel down. "

"Why would the will of the world listen to him?"

"He's in trouble next."

Indeed, the mist under the dome became even denser. They spun around like crazy, forming a giant whirlpool. From afar, it seemed as if a door to heaven and earth had been opened. A terrifying aura spread out from it, as if the heaven and earth were enraged.

However, Meng Xuan refused to back down. Crossing through the air, instead of advancing, he retreated and charged upwards. The cold and metallic voice rang out again, "I want all of you to kneel down, did you not hear me?"

The eyes of every single one of the mutants turned scarlet as they let out an ancient and boundless voice that sounded like a war song. Even the universe itself was trembling. Even the Bodhi tree shrank back, not daring to openly resist. He also felt that Meng Xuan had gone mad. Naturally, the will of the Heavens and Earth would be there as well. He could hear the many voices in the world.

"Won't you kneel?" Meng Xuan muttered to himself as the might of the Immortal King exploded.

Right now, his strength had greatly increased. His physical body had become a god, and the might of an Immortal King had risen dramatically as well. Golden ripples spread out in all directions, enveloping a hundred thousand mutants.

The might of an Immortal King was too terrifying. It rose inch by inch under the endless might of the heavens, as if it was going to lift the entire universe up.

Following that, a scene that frightened everyone appeared. The hundred thousand mutants' bodies froze in midair before falling to their knees, bowing to Meng Xuan.

Meng Xuan was like a sovereign as he stretched out his hand. That large golden hand covered the sky and descended from the sky, fiercely clawing at everything in its path. Instantly, the bodies of the demon dwellers exploded and turned into black mist, dissipating without a trace.

The heaven and earth were enraged as bolts of lightning struck towards Meng Xuan.

He just stood there in the middle of the lightning, surrounded by endless lightning dragons. However, the lightning dragons were unable to shake his real body. After an unknown amount of time, the Xuanyuan tribulation finally dissipated.

Meng Xuan stood there, baptizing himself. The light emitting from his body became even more terrifying. Everyone could only see the outline of his body, and could not even see his appearance clearly.

"He's very young. The Dantian's Tempest of Time shows that he isn't even a hundred years old yet!"

"Too young! He's only a hundred years old, but he's already a god!"

"The most breathtaking person became an Empyrean God when he was five hundred years old!"

"That's not right, his aura is very strange. His realm is clearly only around the seventh heaven of the Divine Spirit Realm, but the strength of his body has already reached the level of a god!"

The crowd broke out into a flurry of discussion as their gazes landed on Meng Xuan.

Meng Xuan wasn't in a rush to retreat. He stood there, waiting for Qin Wentian.

"You've been lurking here for so long, why haven't you come out yet?" Meng Xuan's voice wasn't loud, but it spread to everyone's ears.

As the sound of his voice faded, a few figures suddenly appeared in the air. One of them was extremely tall. He had a head full of long golden hair, and his pupils were dark green. His eyes were filled with a strange light as he looked at Meng Xuan.

He carried a gigantic golden Demon Fighter Pestle on his back. It was extremely tyrannical, and his body radiated with the aura of a fourth-generation Deity.

Four generations of Empyrean Gods … those were creatures that were even more terrifying than some Giant Demons of the North Sea, such as Qi DaoRong.

"A descendant of the old Buddha!" Hades mumbled to himself.

"Are you willing to join my third core?" the tall blond man asked, his hands clasped behind his back, the amulet glowing behind him.

Almost at the same time, a light flashed in the sky and a figure appeared once again. This was a young man whose entire body was covered in a black robe, only revealing a pair of eyes.

"I came down from Mount Jiujiu." Ksitigarbha also recognized it.

The power of the sea could no longer sit still.1

"You are extraordinary." Another person appeared. He wore a moon-white robe and held a golden bowl in his hands. However, there was a black scorpion tattooed on his head, making him look extremely strange. Not like a monk, but more like a devil.

"Descendant of the Devil Buddha …"

Meng Xuan ignored everyone else and only focused his gaze on the young man shrouded in black robes. "Your real body is not simple. A Non-Phase Body …"

The black-robed man was stunned, and his pupils suddenly lit up, "You actually know of the Non-Phase Body!"

Meng Xuan thought of that old man. He considered him half a teacher, and had only taught him half a move. "In the first great universe, he had once fought with a body without a form.

That amorphous figure was extremely terrifying, and was known as the giant of light. From the looks of it, this black-robed man was clearly the descendant of the giant of light.

"Let me see you transform." Meng Xuan smiled as he spoke. Even though he was besieged by four generations of Empyrean Gods, he didn't show the slightest sign of fear.

"Join, or die." The Empyrean Gods of the Fourth Generation said.

Meng Xuan sighed, "If I'm not willing, will you work together to kill me?"

"Yeah." His ancestor was the king of the third region, the old Buddha.

"My ancestor is called the Old Buddha. Are you afraid?" the blond man asked.

Meng Xuan shook his head. "What little Buddha? I've never heard of him, so I'm not afraid."

The few of them sighed. Upon seeing Meng Xuan's current state, they immediately knew that he wasn't willing to join. But it didn't matter, they had met all the geniuses that entered the space before. Those who were surprised and didn't want to join were all killed.

"This is the starry sky sea, not the outside world. It's not up to you to decide." The golden-haired man said as he walked towards Meng Xuan. He strode forward like a dragon or tiger, as if he was the emperor of the world. His steps were filled with a sense of oppression.

Meng Xuan surveyed his surroundings. Whether it was the Amorphous Body or the Devil Buddha's descendant, they both had the tendency to attack. Regardless of whether Meng Xuan agreed or not, a battle was inevitable. If he wanted to enter the third region, the cultivators of Nine Dragons Mountain and the Western Lands would definitely kill him.

Besides, if Meng Xuan were to join a faction so easily just because he was afraid of something, he wouldn't be Meng Xuan.

"Withdraw and give them the battlefield." Hades said.

After receiving the news, the cultivators from the Middle Kingdom all retreated.

For a moment, aside from the Crossing Disaster Tree, Meng Xuan, and the other aboriginal life forms, Meng Xuan was the only one left in the entire Skypiercing Forest.

"Ahh, I truly do not wish to kill you. However, there is nothing I can do about it. Some people are born to be stepped on." The golden-haired man said. He gradually lifted his head and looked at Meng Xuan, "You are not comparable to me."

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