Chapter 5228: The Extravagant Hope of the Weak

Surrender?

No matter what kind of existence that powerful man in the abyss is, the so-called mysterious Lord, or what level of powerful man he is.

When I heard the word surrender.

As long as the dimension masters of the three tribes were present, they all felt like they were being humiliated in front of their faces.

Because in the era of the highest dimension, the Supreme Lord pushed all heavens to be invincible and suppressed the dimensions of the heavens to bow down. The ancestral dimension, as the top dimension among the heavens, was actually suppressed and bowed down. This in itself is the greatest shame!

Shame needs blood to baptize.

So after the Yin Emperor disappeared and other powerful men under the Supreme Lord disappeared, all the worlds in the heavens and dimensions, led by the ancestral spirits, ancestral gods, and ancestral demons, rebelled without hesitation!

The reason for the rebellion was to overthrow the mountain of the highest dimension that was pressing on them. They were unwilling to surrender to anyone!

"Shenji, have you forgotten that we once swore together that the three tribes will never surrender again!" Ancestor Shenliang frowned and looked at fellow Taoist Shenji from the distance, "You have changed. You are no longer who you were in the past. I remember when we swore together, you were the most impassioned one. Back then, you risked your life to break into the abyss of heaven.

When you were in the door, your biggest dream was to break through the shackles and come back to conquer the heavens..."

"Have you forgotten all this?"

"Time is really ruthless..."

Having said this, Lord Shenliang shook his head and sighed, full of emotions.

Many of them, Dimension Masters, have lived for a very long time, at least hundreds of chaotic eras. Such long years, time can wipe out too many emotions.

"Are you talking about me?"

The ancestor of Shenji frowned even more tightly, and an inexplicable change seemed to flash in his expressionless eyes. At the same time, he was doubting himself, because he no longer remembered that he had said that.

Such a reaction, in the eyes of Lord Shenliang, made him more certain that there was a big problem with the ancestor of Shenji.

His memory seems to have been tampered with or controlled by someone, because he has forgotten many things from the past.

When you reach the realm of Dimension Lord, even if you live a very long time, your memory is not so easy to forget. Things that happened hundreds of times ago in the Chaos Era can be recalled at any time as long as you are willing.

"That's right, that's you, that's the Lord Shenji of our clan!" Lord Shenliang said loudly.

He hoped that through this method, Lord Shenji could awaken his memories of the past and restore his original temperament.

After all, the former Lord Shenji was indeed an admirable strong man. For the future of the ethnic group, he resolutely chose to go to war with the Supreme Line, and later even risked his life to break into the Tianyuan Portal. How courageous is this?

He did not hope that Lord Shenji, who had returned after countless years, would turn into a sinner with a drastically changed temperament and wield a butcher knife against his fellow humans!

But just when he was full of hope.

Ancestor Shenji shook his head, his expression and eyes regained their iceberg-like indifference.

"That's not me you're talking about! A weak person shouldn't have such extravagant thoughts!"

In these words, the ancestor of Shenji was talking about himself.

In his opinion, he himself is a weakling?

The three dimension masters present all had strange expressions, because the power of the Shenji Ancestor was obvious to all.

If such people are still weak, what do they think about other dimensions?

"As for you weaklings who are even weaker than me, the only option is death!"

Boom!

The sky and the earth change color. As soon as the word "death" came out, the ancestor of Shenji released all his great pressure, and the three dimension masters present, a dozen or so, were all shrouded under his pressure!