Chapter 2662: Orc Holy Mountain, Calamity Origin Pearl, Divi
s this divine son claiming to be equal with Heaven, challenging the will of the heavens" A prodigious talent delicately analyzed the lines, his voice trembling with astonishment."Seize the day, for yo...The Mythical Emperor, standing at the pinnacle of all beings.
It is hardly ever seen in normal life.
Even many creatures never have the chance to see it in their lifetime.
But now, one myth after another, they clash before them, soaring into the heavens.
Although there were only a few of them, it was already a spectacle that many people would never see in their lifetime.
and besides the most peak mythical battles.
The rest of the battle was also extremely fierce, such as the three-headed worm emperor of the Devourer Clan and the three kings of the Banshee Clan.
All are extraordinary in strength.
There are also the three grandmasters of the San Sheng Dian, who are incredibly powerful beings.
Meanwhile, on the side of the Boundless Sea, some ultimate powerhouses' ancestors went to snipe these top-tier existences.
Xī Huáng Nǚ Dì also made a move.
Although she is not a match for the Three Realms' Emperor.
But we are confident in dealing with these issues.
The entire, lengthy line of the Three Emperors' barrier was engulfed in unprecedented warfare.
Even in this situation, some powerful cultivators remained silent.
Because they were pondering a question.
"Why hasn't the Orc race made a move yet"
What are they plotting
Many powerful beings communicated with their divine senses. Their conversation was heavy with a sense of solemnity.
They don't believe that the E族 are afraid to fight.
As the most mysterious clan among the Black Calamity races.
The Eru tribe could be said to be the black calamity group that the Jiehai side fears most.
They did not make a move, and on the Kai Hai side, many forces were also on guard, not giving it their all.
And at this moment.
In the depths of the uninhabited zone.
Within the blood fog zone.
A blood-red mist hung heavy, swirling with an ominous and eerie aura.
Even across the Three Emperors' Barrier, the battle raged for days on end.
Here, too, there seems to be a deathly silence.
This area is the territory of the Ainu people.
There was a mountain range as black as ink.
This mountain was tall, its entire form seeming to be cast from dark celestial gold. It emanated an air of coldness, age, mystery, and savagery.
The entire dark mountain was covered in all sorts of eerie runes, twisted and unintelligible writing.
This is the eerie rune of the Eru race.
The Orc race, adept at wielding the power of Calamity Curses.
Their various strange and eerie curses and spells once caused much trouble for the Sea Realm's heroes.
Spells like the Immortal Shedding Curse and the Blood Moon Seven-Verse Curse are the most powerful types of curses.
This dark mountain is the sacred mountain of the Orc clan.
And at this moment, around the sacred mountain of the Orc tribe, the earth is covered with countless complex and profound arrays.
These formations emanate a sinister crimson glow.
There are countless energies flowing, like veins.
And the source of these formations' energy, it plainly came from the fierce battle raging beyond the Three Emperors Barrier.
In the void around Mount Shenshan.
Four demonic shadows are floating.
They are the strongest of the Four Great Meridians of the Yuchi Clan.
The four lineages of the E Clan are: the Night Lineage, the Curse Lineage, the Guile Lineage, and the Shadow Lineage.
The heads of these four meridians are precisely the four most powerful Edict Emperors of the Edict Clan.
“Over at the Three Emperors' Barrier, the Devouring Formation was set up early this morning. Now is the time to reap the rewards.”
The more creatures that fall, the more blood essence, curses, and resentment are provided, allowing the ritual of blood sacrifice to proceed smoothly.
The first pulse of the shadow lineage, where shadows have no emperor's path.
His figure resembled a ghostly apparition cloaked in shadows, appearing both real and unreal, as if caught between actuality and illusion.
"I can feel it, the aura and will of 'that one' are growing stronger." - Ert Dao, a deviant from the Ghastly One's lineage.
"Eternal Night, Emperor, are you truly certain that the night king could bear 'His' power"
The head of the first meridian, Emperor Ert of the Curse World, asked a figure beside him.
That was a figure shrouded in darkness, its face concealed by a black mask.
He, was the head of the Night One Clan, Eternal Night Emperor!
"I am certainly convinced that the foundation of his power lies in the Chaos Force."
"Later, it was fused with the supreme treasure of our clan, the Calamity Origin Pearl. You have to know, the Calamity Origin Pearl is a relic left behind by 'That One'."
"The Calamity Orb also bestowed upon him the power of the Underworld King."
He has enough capacity to bear the power of “that one.”
"Next, the Ethereal Devouring Formation will provide the power of blood sacrifice from creatures."
"Adding to this, the power of our ancestral dark artifact, the Bone Crown of Calamity, and the collective bloodline strength of our entire race."
"May his will and power be made manifest."
“This, then, is the 'Divine Descent Plan,' a plan that will undoubtedly succeed.”
Prior to this, Jun Xiaoyao had speculated that the E Clan had created a being like Ye Junlin.
Its purpose is obviously not that simple, there's probably some conspiracy behind it.
And now, as Jun Xiaoyao guessed.
The so-called plan of the Orc tribe is the Divine Demise Plan!
This plan has been in the works since the very beginning, even when Night King was first being conceived.
Next, as time goes by.
The ground surrounding the sacred mountain of the Orc clan, was bathed in the increasingly brilliant glow of the Devil-Devouring Formation. It radiated a crimson blood light.
The surging power of the blood sacrifice almost made the void boil.
The entire E clan holy mountain seemed to tremble.
That's about it.
Sīwèi Emperor, seeing this, immediately issued an order.
At this moment, the mountain is surrounded by countless Orc tribesmen. They swarm around the sacred peak.
...in the front of the Sacred Mountain of the Orcs. ...
The night lord stands alone, holding the gun of hellfire, like a solitary wolf, standing aloof.
He wore a white bone mask, his figure tall and slender. His dark robes were like ink, and his snow-white, desolate hair danced in the wind.
The whole person looks, temperament cold and stern.
And at a short distance beside him, stood several figures.
Among them is the Night One Clan's Evening Night Saintess.
Her eyes gazed upon Ye Junlin with an unprecedented fervor of adoration.
She naturally knew what kind of being Ye Junlin would become next.
After all, he could be said to be the legendary ancestor of the Orc race.
And the presence of Ye Junlin, could allow that one to descend upon the Sea of Boundaries once more.
Though not permanent, it is enough to determine the victor of this battle of darkness!
and there was also a woman.
In white, with black hair and porcelain skin.
She looked like a fairy stepping out of a landscape painting, with a face as bright as the moon, beautiful beyond description.
Of course it was Yun Yingluo.
Her beautiful eyes held a deep concern.
Only now does she understand the depth of the Erc's conspiracy.
And Ye Junlin, was the most crucial piece on the board.
Ye Junlin slightly raised his head, the gaze under the white bone mask looking at the towering Orc Holy Mountain.
And then he set off, preparing to ascend the holy mountain.
Just then.
A cool jade hand reached out and grasped his.
Ye Junlin paused, turning his head to see that peerlessly beautiful and flawless face.
"What is this…" Ye Junlin said.
"Do you know how you will change after this"
Yun Yingluo bit her lip, her beautiful eyes gazing at Ye Junlin.
"I know, so what"
Ye Junlin's tone remained as calm and unruffled as ever.
“Will you...forget”
"You...won't be like you anymore, will you"
Yun Yingluo held back her emotions.
Although she also wanted to stop Ye Junlin.
But she knew that under the circumstances, there was no way she could stop it.
If we intervene, it might actually expose us and even Night Sovereign.
Upon hearing Yun Yingluo's words, Ye Junlin fell silent for a moment before saying.
"I have said, I, Ye Junlin, the only opponent of myself."
Besides, gods and demons fear nothing.
"Even gods and demons dare not decide my will."
As Ye Junlin's words fell, his gaze shifted to the peak of the sacred mountain, his eyes filled with a cold and resolute gleam.
Then, he resolutely and alone set foot on the sacred mountain of the Orcs.
Looking at Ye Junlin's back, Yun Yingluo's beautiful eyes were hazy.,,, Start with the sign-in to the ancient sacred body