bookbashuk Chapter 365 The Titan Ancestor and the Ancients
Chapter 365 The Titan Ancestor and the Ancients
Chapter 365 The Titan Ancestor and the Ancients
Zheng Zha frowned upon hearing this and said, "You are me, and I am you. Do you really think that after that incident, I didn't feel anger, that I didn't want to vent?"
The clone's eyes flashed with a fierce light, but it ultimately said nothing more, only turning its head to look into the distance, as if it had sensed something.
At the same time, Luo Yinglong, Adam, Song Tian and others also turned their attention to it.
They saw figures rushing towards them at breakneck speed on the distant horizon, their speed so great that it shook the earth and created a deafening roar.
Trees and rocks along the way collapsed under their momentum, and debris flew like rain. They covered a distance of more than ten kilometers in just ten seconds!
"What kind of speed is that? Is he even human?" Neos, Gunnir, and other weaker reincarnators stared in disbelief, their faces filled with astonishment.
Luo Yinglong gasped, his voice trembling: "At least three or four times the speed of sound! I need to reach the Golden Core stage to achieve this speed—and this—the physical strength displayed is at least fourth-tier combat power!"
These words shocked everyone present.
A fourth-tier powerhouse?!
That's a legendary figure in the Samsara Squad.
There were twelve figures rushing towards them, all moving at the same speed. Were they all fourth-tier powerhouses?!
Before they could react, twelve figures were already in front of them.
"Zheng Zha, what's wrong?" Zhang Jie was the first to rush forward, grinning. Chu Xuan, Wang Xia, and the others followed one after another, their expressions varying.
"It's alright, it's all taken care of." Zheng Zha waved his hand.
Upon seeing this conversation, everyone was alarmed.
"These people are all members of the same Reincarnation Squad?!"
"A whole Reincarnation Squad of over a dozen people, and they're all fourth-tier powerhouses?!"
The Celestial Team only has one fourth-tier expert so far!
As soon as he finished speaking, the ground beneath his feet suddenly trembled violently!
"Boom—!"
Cracks spread across the wasteland like a spider web, pebbles tumbled down, and everyone lost their footing, urging each other to use their energy to steady themselves.
Amidst this deafening roar, a cold, emotionless mechanical voice simultaneously resounded in the minds of all the reincarnators:
[Main Quest Officially Launched: Defeat the Titan Ancestor and Maintain the Integrity of the Seal.]
The horror movie begins on another side. In the ancient basement where the ancient god was sealed, the only remaining protagonists, Dana and Marty, are covered in blood and slumped against the stone steps in a cabin in the woods, with burning hemp smoke between their fingertips.
The Bureau's sacrificial ritual had already failed; their three friends had perished, and the two others had exhausted themselves in the struggle.
Although countless monsters were unleashed and wiped out the Bureau, leaving no one to sacrifice them, they are now barely clinging to life and are simply waiting to die.
With the ancient gods about to break free of their seal and the end of the world imminent, only narcotics can offer some solace.
"Boom!"
Marty was smoking when the entire underground altar suddenly shook violently, with rubble falling everywhere. Dana looked up in horror, but Marty only glanced at her, took another drag of his cigarette, and said in a numb tone, "Oh, the ancient evil god is about to emerge."
Hearing these calm and composed words, Dana's tense nerves suddenly relaxed. She smiled self-deprecatingly and echoed, "Maki..."
I hope to see what they look like in person.
"I understand." Marty sighed, her eyes full of regret. "It was supposed to be such a fun weekend."
Before the words were finished, the tremors of the altar suddenly intensified. The next second, a pair of enormous hands that blotted out the sky burst through the altar's stone slabs, turning the two of them into a bloody mist!
The giant hand pierced through the earth! It pierced through the cabin in the woods, and the next moment, it slammed down, and with a loud "bang," the entire cabin was instantly smashed to pieces, with wood chips flying everywhere!
Rumble!!
The earth is shaking continuously!
Such people are still immersed in the voice of the supreme god, and the next moment, a vast and magnificent song that takes one's breath away surges in from all directions like a tide.
The singing was unlike human voices, yet it contained a sacredness and solemnity that transcended the mundane, as if countless ancient ancestors were worshipping heaven and earth, or as if the gods of the heavens were chanting an epic of creation.
The epic songs were filled with unparalleled solemnity and grandeur. Compared to these songs, religious songs that celebrated the coming of God or the birth of the Son of God were utterly insignificant.
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"What...what is that sound?"
The fiery aura surrounding the clone Zheng Zha suddenly subsided a bit. He looked up at the sky, his obsidian-like eyes swirling with surprise and doubt.
Zheng Zha clenched his fists, his true energy flowing rapidly through his body. His gaze swept over the trembling earth and the roaring sky, and his brows furrowed even more tightly.
Neither of them had ever seen such a scene before.
The song rose from the depths of the cracked earth, poured down from the clouds of the vast sky, swept across the distant ocean, and even pierced through the starry sky, echoing in the dark universe.
They are everywhere, all-pervasive, and ubiquitous.
"This singing is simply—" Adam frowned abruptly, a hint of disbelief flashing in his usually composed eyes, "like the heavens and earth themselves are playing a symphony of celebration!"
"What congratulations? That's the world's groan!" Luo Yinglong suddenly interrupted him, staring wide-eyed into the distance, his voice trembling uncontrollably.
boom!!!
At the same time, the earth trembled suddenly intensified, the volume of the hymn rose sharply, and the vast and powerful pressure made almost everyone's heart and mind tremble.
Amidst this cataclysmic apocalyptic scene, accompanied by deafening roars and epic ballads, a colossal hand, like a pillar of heaven, suddenly stretched out from the earth, blotting out the sky and almost obscuring half of the heavens.
The mission objective is none other than the Titan Ancestor!
"My God! This is a sacred hymn!" Luo Yinglong stared intently at the giant hand, his face filled with horror and despair. "Only when a sage is born, and the heavens and earth cannot withstand his power, will a sacred hymn spontaneously play! And we are about to face a sage?!"
"Do you know what this means?!"
Luo Yinglong abruptly turned to look at Adam, pointing at the hand, his eyes filled with despair: "We're facing a saint?! Are we supposed to stop a saint from breaking the seal?!"
"My God, the Titan Ancestor... could it really be that Titan Ancestor?!"
"A sage is a legendary being who transcends the fourth rank; they are the embodiment of the laws, the will of Heaven, and gods above gods!"
"They are immortal, transcending all worlds! They are the pinnacle of existence in the multiverse! There are only a few thousand of them in the entire multiverse; plucking stars from the sky and destroying worlds are as easy as plucking the moon from the sky!"
Luo Yinglong was somewhat out of control. Let alone those reincarnators who had not yet reached the fourth rank, even those at the peak of the fourth rank of gene lock, or those who had reached the Tribulation Transcending stage in cultivation, were nothing more than ants in front of a saint!
Even the weakest saint, through the projection of their sainthood, can easily destroy a planet!
After Luo Yinglong's explanation, the members of the Reincarnation Team understood the terror of the saint, and almost all of them were terrified and uneasy.
"Are you serious, Luo?" Adam asked incredulously, staring at the enormous hand that resembled a pillar supporting the sky.
"There's absolutely no mistake!"
Luo Yinglong's voice was trembling as he spoke.
"When I was in the world of 'The Legend of Shushan', I heard my master mention that when a sage is born, heaven and earth celebrate together, a sacred song resounds, and all laws submit! The power of this song is a hundred times more terrifying than my master described."
"That Titan Ancestor, he's definitely a saint, a saint, and his title is Titan Ancestor—could it be that one—my god, that's a powerful being even among saints!"
"How could we possibly stop something like this?!"
These words struck everyone like a thunderbolt, plunging the wasteland into a deathly silence, leaving only the sacred and solemn song echoing, reflecting the pale faces and despairing eyes of the crowd.
"Isn't this great?"
A flippant voice broke the silence. Zhao Zhuikong's face curled into a maniacal smile as he looked at Zhao Yingkong beside him, his tone ambiguous: "I thought I'd die in a typical horror movie, but I never imagined I'd be able to have a 'death wedding' with my dear Little Apple under the saint's guidance, with music playing in the heavens and earth to celebrate. How romantic!"
"If you want to die, I can grant your wish." Zhao Yingkong's eyes were icy, and a faint glint of light appeared at her fingertips.
No one paid any attention to the two lunatics; all eyes were on Zheng Zha and his clone.
Only these two remained calm throughout, even appearing somewhat nonchalant.
"Mr. Zheng Zha, can you resolve this matter?" Adam stepped forward, his voice filled with a final glimmer of hope.
"He's just a saint, what's the big deal?"
Zheng Zha grinned, looking at the enormous giant that had already stretched out an arm and even a head, and said casually, "Just punch him into two little pancakes."
Upon hearing this, many reincarnators, except for the Central Continent Team, were instantly petrified.
"Two... little cookies?"
Luo Yinglong's lips twitched.
That's a saint who can pluck stars from the sky and seize the moon, and suppress entire planes single-handedly!
This guy in front of me actually said he'd punch me into two pancakes?!
Dude, what are you talking about? Are you still hungry? This is a saint!
Damn, this guy probably only has muscles in his head and doesn't understand the terror of a saint at all?
Seeing Zheng Zha's frivolous speech and his appearance of being all strength, everyone was speechless.
Adam frowned, and for the first time, he began to doubt his own judgment.
Could it be that I made a mistake? Could it be that this captain of the Central Continent Team is just a brute with brute force but lacking in knowledge, and not as powerful as I imagined?
But apart from the captain of the Central Continent Team in front of him, the Central Continent Team has 12 fourth-tier gene lock experts, which is almost the same combat power as all the other reincarnation teams combined. Yet they all obey this seemingly unrelated guy in front of them. It is obviously impossible to say that Zheng Zha has no strength.
"Since that's the case, this battle is no longer something we can participate in. Our Celestial Team will withdraw first and await your good news." Without further hesitation, Adam took out a flying vehicle and led the Celestial Team to fly away at breakneck speed.
Luo Yinglong of the Celestial Team also turned into a streak of light and fled madly towards the edge of the wasteland without even a thought of stopping.
Seeing that even the top-tier Celestial teams of the Main God Space were fleeing in such a sorry state, how could the other reincarnation teams dare to hesitate even for a moment?
They pulled out all sorts of driving tools, and the roar of engines instantly echoed across the wasteland. Everyone rushed out, wishing they had more legs to escape this dead land.
The arrival of the Titan Ancestor caused the entire plane to tremble and groan. The hymns that echoed through the heavens and earth now sounded more like the wails of the dying, and every inch of space was bearing an indescribable pressure.
The sheer spectacle of the world changing color was enough to make all those undergoing reincarnation understand that this was a level they could never reach.
A battle between saints is one in which mortals intervene, which is like moths to a flame.
The crowd inwardly groaned, cursing the god for his lack of martial virtue. They cursed the god and his family a thousand times over with the most vicious curses of their respective countries, but they dared not stop pressing the accelerator and fled for their lives.
"Why are you running?" Zhao Zhuikong sneered as he watched the fleeing figures of the crowd. His tone was full of disdain. "They're nothing but ants. Even if they run far away, they'll just die more gracefully."
He licked his lips, his gaze lingering on the beautiful girl before him, his tone becoming warm and tender: "As for me, naturally I will accompany my dear little apple to perish here together."
"I'm getting goosebumps." Zhao Yingkong's brows furrowed, her eyes filled with disgust. "You repulsive beast, you dare talk about being buried alive with us? You underestimate our captain—and you, you'll die right here!"
Before the words were even finished, a cold glint appeared! Zhao Yingkong drew her sword, the sharp blade aimed directly at the real Zhao Zhuikong, her killing intent palpable.
None of the members of the Central Continent Team stepped forward to intervene; their gazes were all fixed on the center of the wasteland.
Zheng Zha and his clone had long since vanished amidst the hymns and tremors, leaving only two piercing sounds that tore through the air like thunder, heading straight for the Titan Ancestor who had broken free of its seal.
The earth shattered completely amidst a roar, and half of the Titan Ancestor's body broke free from its seal.
Its shoulders, like mountains, pierce through the clouds, with rocks and soil peeling away from its surface, turning into dust that fills the sky.
His enormous eyes, as large as lakes, were now suspended in mid-air, reflecting the myriad phenomena of heaven and earth, yet they were fixed solely on two figures rushing towards him.
But what Zheng Zha found strange was that when the enormous giant saw the two of them, its eyes showed no hostility whatsoever. Instead, the emotion in its eyes was clearly—a mixture of doubt and uncertain joy—
"antiquity?"
The giant opened his mouth and let out a soft exclamation.
boom!!!!!
In an instant, the world changed color!
In an instant, the air felt as if tens of thousands of nuclear bombs had been detonated simultaneously!
The violent sonic waves unleashed towering shockwaves, and the visible shockwaves spread out in a ring. Wherever they passed, the boulders on the wasteland were shattered, and countless fragments of rock, carrying destructive power, swept across the land like a meteor shower.
The Titan Ancestor's question was merely a slight, tentative inquiry, a soft utterance that revealed world-destroying power!
"ah!!!"
"What?!"
The reincarnators who were fleeing in panic all heard this sound instantly, and felt a sharp pain in their eardrums, as if their souls were being torn apart!
In the blink of an eye, countless pebbles flew in!
The rubble, traveling faster than the speed of sound, swept across the surrounding area with a deafening sonic boom, like cannonballs, meteorites, and countless bullets flying in!
Those who ran a little slower had their bodies instantly disintegrate amidst the rubble and sonic waves, turning into a cloud of blood mist!
Even though they were hundreds of miles apart, and even if they weren't killed instantly by the shock or the impact, their aircraft were smashed to pieces.
In an instant, all the fleeing people tumbled to the ground, their fates unknown.
With just one shout from the Titan Ancestor, ninety percent of the reincarnators perished. The few survivors, such as Song Tian, Luo Yinglong, and Adam, were bleeding from their mouths and noses and were seriously injured and unable to get up.
They stared in horror at the giant hidden in the vast gray fog in the distance.
A single voice from a sage can possess such terrifying destructive power.
Zhao Zhuikong is right. When facing such a powerful opponent, running away is pointless; it will only result in dying further away.
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