Emperor's Domination

Chapter 6492: Paragon Form

Gold Village closed again afterward while the woman had a piercing glare.

“Fellow Daoists, it is time to leave the dream.” She said.

Alch-deer and the others knew she wouldn’t give up Gold Village.

“We must obtain all three realms and their powers. Don’t struggle needlessly, Fellow Daoists.” She said.

“Unfortunately, Gold Village was given to us.” Alch-deer smiled and answered since he was the most qualified.

“Our victory is certain.” She said.

“Rumble!” The power of Paragon and Paramount engulfed the dream world, approaching Gold Village.

“It is not too late to evacuate, save yourselves.” She said softly, on the verge of issuing the command to attack.

However, those in Gold Village didn’t want to give up. It wasn’t easy gathering gold to make up for their deficiencies. Only a small number left willingly.

“Members of Desolate Frontier do not give up. We earned our golden power.” Alch-deer said.

“Then I will say no more, this is your choice.” Her eyes turned cold, freezing weaker cultivators into ice sculptures.

“Golden Giant!” Alch-deer roared and became massive.

Ocean-gaze and Luosha did the same, empowering him with their golden power. Everyone else saw this and followed suit.

A golden radiance took over and morphed into a golden giant with wondrous halos capable of rotating worlds.

The golden trees inside the village became stronger and gave Alch-deer unlimited power. The giant looked just as large as the ancestor of all gods in Paragon.

Other dream realms looked like dirt mounds compared to them.

“Myriad Forms!” Paragon’s ancestor mustered numerous images, each containing a different paragon power.

Skyraiser and the others exerted themselves to the limit for the sake of taking down Gold Village.

Meanwhile, the everlasting force of life from Paramount flowed toward the rest of the dream world.

The sudden eruption from the two major realms shattered small dream realms. Screams could be heard everywhere.

Those fast enough to run back to the real world only had serious injuries. The ones who couldn’t do so were reduced to blood.

As for the natives, they crumbled along with their dreams as if they had never existed.

“Golden Hammer!” The golden giant swung his hammer, sending countless dao beams toward the ancestors of all gods.

This was comparable to the previous sword swing, revealing a corner of the real world.

“Paragon Form!” The godly ancestor united the forms into a deadly spear.

“Bam!” The two weapons collided, causing sparks to rain down like meteors.

“Rumble!” More dream realms were caught and exploded. Those inside died before they could scream.

The dream world had cracks everywhere, unable to endure the blast.