Chapter 787: Chapter 315: The Enemy Is in the Open, I Am in the Shadows
Beyond the endless Primordial Great Mountains.
In a tall and ancient stone palace.
More than a dozen vague figures, shrouded in a golden mist, stood quietly, forming a large circular pattern, engaging in discussions.
Each figure exuded a profound aura, with eyes full of majesty, their faces and bodies indistinct, as if surrounded by an endless expanse of space.
These were all ancient Divine Spirits appearing by the divine decree.
Each one was exceptionally powerful, normally appearing as elusive as a Divine Dragon, inspiring awe.
"Sun and Moon Dual Gods, are you really confident in tracing the other’s whereabouts?"
An ancient Divine Spirit spoke with indifferent tones.
"Indeed, the two of us can guarantee with our lives, we will absolutely find them."
The previous Divine Spirit, with profound features, calmly said: "The opponent is not physical but a soul that has been refined and turned into a puppet. Originally, I wanted to trace its true form, but unfortunately, the Great Heng World has Great Emperor Restrictions. When I tried to delve further, I encountered a backlash from the restrictions, and had no choice but to call upon all of you!"
"A puppet?"
"The one who seized the Great Emperor’s legacy is a puppet?"
"Who is its true form?"
"Can we find its true form?"
"Such audacity!"
The eyes of the many Divine Spirits turned cold, each emitting a surge of aura, with mysterious scenes materializing around them, stirring and overwhelming.
"Finding its true form is not simple, but as long as we can capture the puppet and bring it out of the Primordial Great Mountains, there is a way to trace and find the true form."
The other Sun and Moon Dual God spoke: "However, capturing this puppet cannot be done by ordinary Ancient Saints!"
"Rest assured, since we have identified the puppet, we can capture it on our own!"
"Indeed, just send the family’s strongest Ancient Saint!"
The eyes of each Divine Spirit flared with cold light.
On this day, the Great Heng World experienced another earth-shattering upheaval, sparking endless uproar.
The reason: nothing other than the appearance of the strongest Ancient Saints outside the Primordial Mountain Range.
Thirteen Divine Spirits jointly ordered the mobilization of the family’s strongest Ancient Saints.
A legendary figure began to appear one by one, causing a stir throughout Great Heng.
...
In a chaotic mountain forest.
A tall man wearing silver Battle Armor, with a cold demeanor, appeared here, looking no different from a human, except for a silver Scale Armor on his forehead.
His gaze was icy, like lightning, with numerous corpses laid under his feet.
Without exception, all were of the Alien Race.
All were casually killed by him.
"So, this is now the Southern Border?"
He asked coldly.
"Yes, indeed, Lord Silver Scale!"
The lone surviving Ancient Saint trembled, responding in terror.
The name of a person, the shadow of a tree.
This Lord Silver Scale was more terrifying and deadly than the Profound Yellow Ancient Saint.
He couldn’t help but feel fearful.
"The mysterious figure is hidden in the Western Border, how far is the Southern Border from the Western Border?"
Silver Scale asked coldly.
He was new here, completely unfamiliar with the Great Heng World.
Originally, he was in deep meditation to pursue the Divine Fruit Position, but unexpectedly awakened by the ancestor, he was sent here to capture a person.
Dissatisfied, he launched into a killing spree upon arrival.
"About several hundred thousand away from here, if you recognize the way, I can lead!"
The Ancient Saint in front spoke in terror.
"Lead the way then!"
Silver Scale said coldly.
"Yes, sir!"
The Ancient Saint replied in terror, immediately moving swiftly.
The two quickly disappeared from the scene.
In another area.
Outside a burning volcanic crater, thick smoke billowed, and the volcano collapsed.
A gigantic figure appeared here, unusually burly, with massive muscles and long scarlet hair, standing over eight meters tall with a rugged face and eyes like electricity.
"Entered the Great Heng!"
His voice was domineering, his gaze sweeping around, saying: "The one who obtained the Di Luo legacy is said to be hiding in the Western Border Land and has sent me a compass to locate him at any time. Good, I shall grab you completely, leaving you no chance to escape!"
He took large strides towards the distance, his footsteps resounding thunderously, shaking the ground violently.
Soon he vanished from sight.
In a third area.
What was supposed to be a bustling ancient city.
But this city seemed to have suffered a volcanic impact, half collapsed, rumbling, with the Alien Race and Human Race inside the ancient city in an uproar, shouting in panic.
Countless figures were fleeing in all directions.
In the chaotic ruins.
A man in a golden robe, with a cold face, holding a golden longsword, slowly stood up, his eyes long and narrow, like sharp blades, making it hard to look directly at him.
"Where is this place?"
He asked coldly, his gaze scanning the surroundings.
Not far away, an Alien Race Ancient Saint rushed over upon hearing the news, and upon seeing the man in the golden robe, his pupils contracted in terror, feeling as if his soul was locked and his body on the verge of collapse, a terrifying illusion.
"Sun Sword Saint!"
He felt his body nearly unable to stand firm.
Legendary Ancient Saint, said to have one foot into the divine realm.
Such a figure is here too?
"Junior Ancient Wind pays respects to senior..."
The Alien Race Ancient Saint hurried over with fear and reverence, paying tribute.
"Where is this? And where is the Western Border?"
The man in the golden robe asked coldly.
"This is the heart of Central State, near a major city not far from the Imperial City, while the Western Border is still hundreds of thousands of miles to the west."
The Alien Race Ancient Saint said in panic.
"Is that so..."
The man in the golden robe lifted his head, looking westward, and said coldly: "Very well, thank you. You are spared from death!"
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