Chapter 689 Three Real Names, a Hundred Years in the Blink of an Eye

In the sea of ​​chaos, six figures emitting the pressure of the original fourth heaven realm stood.

Around them, the hazy power enveloped the secrets of heaven and restrained the breath. No one could see who the person opposite was and what race he came from.

At this time, the atmosphere between the six people was a little solemn, and five of them looked quietly at the person who spoke first.

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Hahahaha... Suddenly one of the five figures laughed, and then the white light covering his body dissipated, revealing a figure as high as 100,000 kilometers.

The figure that seemed to be made of obsidian was like a sacred mountain, and the four pairs of narrow white eyes on his cheeks were jumping with black flames.

Under the gaze of the four pairs of cross pupils burning with flames, one of the alien strongmen spoke, and his voice was full of surprise.

"Alquist, it's you."

The other three alien strongmen were also a little surprised.

I didn't expect that the first person to express strong hostility towards the human race was not the Youtian War God Clan, which had the biggest conflict with the human race. So...

Under the gaze of the four alien warriors, the first one to speak had a slightly cold look, and then the black mist covering his body gradually dissipated.

It and Alquist's group, after this guy dispersed and covered up, its identity naturally could not be hidden.

But what made the four alien warriors silent again was that this warrior was not the Purple Mane King Hou who had a grudge against the human race as expected, but the 'neutral' golden alien eternal god.

The golden flames on his 150,000-kilometer-high body jumped and burned the chaos. The light squeezed out the chaotic airflow of billions of kilometers around, forming a pure golden world.

Standing in the eternal golden world, the seventh eternal god Sigmund spoke slowly, his voice cold: "Everyone, Alquist and I have revealed our true identity, isn't it time for you to reveal your identity too?"

"Being able to come here means that your tribe has communicated with each other, there is no need to continue to hide it."

One of the alien warriors spoke up, his voice hoarse and low.

"Sigmund, you are right, but before we are sure that Chu Batian is 'Heng' and before we kill him, we will not show our faces."

The other three alien warriors nodded slightly, although they did not speak, but also showed their attitude.

The scene was silent again.

Sigmund and Alquist looked at each other, and they couldn't help frowning. They didn't expect these guys and the civilization behind them to be so cautious.

What these aliens fear is not the revenge of the human race, nor the fear that Chu Batian's identity is not Heng's mistake.

On the contrary, they are afraid that Chu Batian is really Heng.

The strongest man of the human race who had disappeared for ten thousand years, the True Emperor Realm, confronted the Sixth Heaven Realm head-on, and just after entering the Sixth Heaven Realm, he killed a terrifying existence of the same realm.

If that human was Heng who had broken through the Seventh Heaven Realm and returned, they had not killed him in the "recovery period" this time, and they would face terrible revenge next.

With the terrifying combat power of that human, once he recovered to the peak, he could destroy a peak civilization alone.

At that time, unless the surrounding peak races joined forces, no one could stop him.

As for why Heng was so powerful, these civilizations had to take a risk, because no one wanted an invincible king to appear in the ancient battlefield and always be inferior to the human race.

There was silence for a while, and the golden dragon shrouded in golden light spoke again, his voice cold: "This is the sincerity you want, which can prove that the human is 'Heng'."

Speaking, Sigmund spread out his palm that was thousands of kilometers long, and a golden world in his palm slowly unfolded.

Time flows in the golden world, reflecting a towering gray arena, in which two figures exuding the peak aura of Titans stand.

It is the scene of the battle between Chen Chu and Nash Igeas of the Golden Clan.

And behind Chen Chu, who showed the true body of the three-faced eight-armed demon god, many layers of time and space were broken, like transparent glass fragments solidified in the air.

Each of these fragments reveals some incomplete pictures, including Chen Chu's conquest of the Purgatory Demon Clan, and his standing with his hands behind his back, standing in the air overlooking the earth.

These fragments eventually formed a circle, and in the center of the circle was a quietly rotating gray light ball.

This light ball was the inheritance left by Heng when Chen Chu was at the end of the road to becoming a god, the blank prototype of the original rule.

Behind the light ball, there was a vague towering figure standing, with his left hand behind his back and his right hand pinching a seal.

It was clearly just a shadow, but the moment they saw the blurry figure, the four alien warriors felt an invisible pressure that dominated the world and was invincible throughout the ages.

Suddenly, several alien warriors lost their voices.

"Heng!"

"It's really him!"

"He didn't die in that Jedi, he really broke through and came back!!"

Because it was too shocking, the mist surrounding these warriors was slightly shaken, and a strong pressure flashed across their bodies as their breath floated.

"Everyone, it is certain now." Sigmund smiled faintly.

In front, it invaded the ancient duel arena despite being injured. It not only peeked at the time of Chen Chu, but also took away a breath of his time period.

With the help of this breath of Chen Chu's existence, the Golden Clan consumed a huge amount of resources that made the True Emperor feel painful, and secretly asked a strong man to go back to the past.

This backtracking not only involved time, but also involved a little fate, and saw many traces of Chen Chu's existence.

The most important thing is that there are traces of ‘Heng’ on him, which shocked the other eternal gods. They didn’t expect Sigmund to have guessed it right.

Then there was a scene of secretly uniting the Youtian clan and spreading the news to the surrounding civilizations.

Including the plan to pass the news about ‘Heng’ to those original beings by exposing the pawns planted in other peak civilizations and agreeing to meet here.

What the Golden Clan and the Youtian Clan didn’t expect was that the Purple Mane King Hou Clan actually refused the alliance and didn’t send anyone this time.

Before this, Alquist and another eternal god descended on the Purple Mane King Hou Clan and also returned empty-handed.

As for the bounty in that distant world, it came from the Youtian Clan and the Golden Clan.

A powerful alien slowly exhaled, raising a hurricane of destruction, with a hint of fear and murderous intent in his voice: "This Chu Batian must die."

Another alien surrounded by black mist nodded: "Looking at the picture of the fate fragment, he should be in a state of reincarnation, or a coordinate that leads his true body back."

"As long as he is wiped out, even if Heng cannot be completely killed, it will be enough to prevent him from returning from that Jedi."

Speaking of this, the powerful alien looked at the giant who looked like an obsidian mountain range: "Tell me, Alquist, what are your plans."

The flames in Alquist's eyes Burning, the cross pupils revealed a cold light: "It's very simple, first lead that human out of the first layer of the chaotic universe."

"The plan to lure the snake out of the hole is already in progress, and Chu Batian can be lured out as soon as the time comes."

"At that time, each race will need to send out a True Emperor, or even a stronger one, to descend at the same time and kill him with thunder, without giving the human race time to react."

"And if the news is leaked when the attack is launched, the strong men of each race will need to stop the six True Emperors of the human race and not give them a chance to rescue."

This plan is indeed very simple, but it is very difficult to do it.

For example, how to lure Chen Chu, who is in retreat in the Chaos Emperor City, out and lead him out of the chaotic universe where he is.

In addition, there are specific numbers of True Emperor-level strong men in the surrounding peak civilizations, and most of them are confronting each other in the depths of the ancient battlefield.

Therefore, when the six True Emperors move their true bodies and converge in a certain direction, they will immediately alert the human race and even discover their plan to kill Chu Batian.

If other strong men from other races try to stop the True Emperor of the Human Race, their identities will be exposed in an instant.

In this way, they are now restraining their auras, so the behavior of their true bodies is like a joke, and several strong men from other races can't help but show hesitation in their eyes.

This is an unsolvable conspiracy.

At this time, a powerful alien asked a question: "Why do we have to wait until Chu Batian leaves Chaos Imperial City? Can't we curse him now?"

"I remember that the first domain master of the Nether Sky Clan is good at nightmare curses and cause and effect. With his peerless cultivation that stepped into the sixth heaven a thousand years ago, it is completely no problem to curse Chu Batian, who is only half a step away from the original?"

"Of course, with Chu Batian's body as a constant foundation, the consumption of cursing will be very large. For this, we will not be stingy and are willing to share part of it."

"This suggestion is good, safe, and efficient, and the human race has no way to defend it."

"It just so happens that we have just obtained a Chaos Treasure in our clan's treasury. The power contained in it can enhance the power of the curse side. I am willing to take it out."

Obviously, even now, these alien strongmen still don't want to expose themselves and the clan behind them.

Aarquist's eyes jumped with black flames, and his voice was indifferent: "We have thought of this a long time ago and have implemented it, but unfortunately it failed."

This problem was thought of by the strong men of the Golden Clan and the Nether Sky Clan as soon as Chen Chu's identity was confirmed.

At that time, the First Domain Lord of the Netherworld took action, using the Purple Qi Glazed Mirror, a Chaos Supreme Treasure that had been smelted for hundreds of thousands of years, to reflect the heavens, penetrate time and space, and use that breath to lock Chen Chu's real name.

But after the sixth-level strongman broke through the shielding power of the Samsara True Emperor at great cost, he found that there was still a layer of hazy power covering Chen Chu.

In this case, a fourth and a fifth-level Netherworld Clan came to help, and after burning the source of chaos that even the original True Emperor felt painful, they finally broke through that layer of obscuring power.

Then he was shocked to find that three real names appeared in the Purple Qi Glazed Mirror.

And in the repeated verification of the Glazed Mirror, the three real names named "Cang", "Tian" and "Emperor" were all extremely real. Even if the three strong men burned a Chaos Origin that was comparable to the Chaos Supreme Treasure again, they could not distinguish the true from the false.

Unable to distinguish the true from the false of the three real names, the Glazed Mirror could not lock Chen Chu's "essence" existence and curse him with the power of the Nightmare Curse.

Faced with this situation, the two tribes, which had already consumed a lot of energy, naturally did not give up. The strongest of the Youtian tribe tried to curse the real name of Cang.

The result was that he was seriously injured, and was severely injured by the backlash of a terrifying force from the depths of the mythical world, separated by an invisible and distant time and space.

Obviously, this was a backup plan that Heng left for himself to prevent the possibility of being assassinated by the power of the illusory side.

Faced with this result, the two tribes could only choose the original plan at the beginning, waiting, waiting for the Chaos Imperial City to take the reward of the original third-day realm bait and lead Chen Chu out of that layer of the chaotic universe.

Then gather the power of each tribe and kill him head-on.

When Alquist finished speaking, several alien warriors were a little solemn, and they felt it was natural when they felt surprised.

With that person's strength, how could he not be prepared when preparing to return in this way.

"It seems that we have no choice but to wait, but there are still some details to be discussed..."

Then several towering figures discussed with Alquist and the others for a long time, and then they disintegrated silently under their gaze.

All those who descended here were their rule bodies containing the projection of will. Their apparent strength was comparable to that of the original, but they would disintegrate at the touch, leaving no trace.

No matter how cautious they were, they finally stepped into their plan.

Thinking of this, Alquist and Sigmund looked at each other, with a hint of satisfaction in their eyes.

Under their constant oppression, the initial alliance of the peak civilizations has been formed. The next step is to promote the conflict between the alliance and the human race, and finally pull those guys down completely.

At that time, the six peak civilizations will join forces to severely damage the human race in the ancient battlefield, and even destroy the six divine domains of the human race.

And even if Chu Batian was not killed this time, Heng would eventually revive and return, and the peak powerhouses of the six tribes would be able to confront head-on, so as not to be suppressed by the human race next.

"Let's go. Today's goal has been achieved. Next, we just need to wait for that human to come out of retreat."

Boom! The chaotic air waves rioted, and two huge figures slowly disappeared in the turbid airflow.

Because this meeting was very confidential, and it was a conversation between the true emperors of various races, although the six human domains felt a certain undercurrent surging, they could not confirm the specific information for a while.

In addition, the rumors about Chu Batian's gifted monster spread by the surrounding civilizations recently, the intelligence departments of several major divine domains mistakenly believed that the source of this obscure undercurrent came from this news.

Therefore, they did not pay too much attention, or they could not pay attention even if they wanted to, because the level of communication between the six alien races was too high.

Especially after that, the undercurrent slowly subsided, as if nothing had happened, and everything was the same as before.

And time passed in such an atmosphere, and Chen Chu had been in retreat for two years in the blink of an eye.

Two years passed in a flash for the strong who had entered the mythical realm, not to mention those original beings who were already immortal, and a nap might be several years or decades.

Therefore, neither the golden-bearded strong man of Chaos Imperial City nor Sigmund and others cared.

But two years is a hundred years for the black world where the time flow rate is dozens of times faster than that of the mythical world.

A hundred years of seclusion is very long for Chen Chu, who has only cultivated to the late stage of the True Spirit in two years, so long that his cultivation has reached a terrifying level.

In the black world, in the world tree whose branches hang over the galaxy, a pair of terrifying eyes slowly opened.