Chapter 1813 Fragment No. 4

Lin Shan didn't know the specific combat power standards for those who ascended to the sky.

If the gap between each stage was like a chasm like the original Chaofan, then there would be no need for this battle at all.

But judging from what Zhao Xiaoan said and the performance of World Tree and Gray Mist Ultimate Powerhouse.

This battle may not be that disparate.

It is recorded in the scroll Elutia gave him that the fifth level of ascending to the sky is an independent stage and is the most ancient path from Sequence 0. These five stages combined do not even count as a large level.

Every time you go up a ladder, you will gain an ability that belongs to the most ancient god.

Control time and space.

Control the source of power.

Control life and death.

Control cause and effect.

Take control of your life.

Since we are all on the same journey, the gap shouldn't be that big.

But between the eternal ones and the transcendent ones, there are still unbalanced ones.

Lin Shan didn't think that Gray Mist's side could defeat the Six Sons of Omen by leaping two steps.

There are transcendents in the gray mist, and there are many of them.

But for some reason, they were unable to take action, or were unable to take action.

Could it be that there are still detached people who can take action?

But even the Tree of Life and the current Human Emperor are only immortals. Who can achieve transcendence in this era?

The eight strong men stood on their own with astonishing power.

The branches of the World Tree kept swaying, and the soft green light formed a small shield on everyone.

The Lord of the Void was the first to fly out of the barrier, carrying an endless aura of malice and corruption behind him.

He flew to the side of the Son of Omen, and the surface of his eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes, like rotten fruit, which was disgusting.

As His pupils suddenly expanded, the void collapsed in all directions as if being torn apart, revealing deep darkness.

There are countless dark palms in the darkness that are ready to move, with endless despair and coldness, grabbing at the Son of Evil.

Seeing the attack coming in front of him, the Son of Omen snorted unhurriedly.

It was just a slight hum, but it carried a power that frightened all living beings.

The sound wave rushed forward like a substance, violently colliding with the constantly shattering space, and the black palm was instantly defeated.

The aftermath of the collision between the two spread tens of thousands of hours.

Every world along the way was spared and was instantly defeated, along with Lin Shan's trillions of dandelion units.

Lin Shan saw this and immediately mobilized the Dandelion units that were still alive and flew towards the destroyed world nearby.

This wave seems like a meaningless attack by the Lord of the Void.

In fact, it means sacrificing oneself for others.

Once a fight breaks out, those worlds will inevitably be destroyed by the aftermath.

If destroyed in the hands of others, it may cause some minor troubles, or some people may not be willing to harm these worlds.

The existence of many surrounding worlds will inevitably cause the strong men on the Gray Mist side to become a little timid.

But the Lord of the Void is an evil god, and he doesn’t care about this at all.

He addressed the problem directly.

Lin Shan can see it, and others can naturally see it too.

The remaining seven people flew out from the barrier and quickly surrounded the Six Sons of Omen.

The Sixth Son of Zhao stood there, slowly turning in circles, looking at his opponent.

His eyes were cold and scrutinizing.

"Why? There are so many immortals in this world?"

The Sixth Son of Omen whispered, a strange color flashing in his eyes.

The iron lump's crazy bombardment just now was only as strong as the attack of the Discord. Even because it did not fully grasp the original power, the attack only looked bluffing and could not bring him any real trauma.

A disordered person had already surprised him, thinking that this trip was not in vain.

Now a group of eternal beings have appeared... In the normal super-normal world that he knows, most of them are dominated by unspeakable beings.

Even the disordered ones are extremely rare.

Thinking of this, he felt a little disappointed.

"It would be great if they were all transcendents. With so many transcendents, it is almost certain that the No. 4 fragment is here, but the immortal ones are not even that interesting..."

The Sixth Son of Zhao muttered to himself, with a hint of disdain in his tone.

He raised his head and glanced coldly at the strong men around him, his tone filled with domineering and contempt.

"Fragment No. 4, is it here?"

"Fragment No. 4?"

Except for Zhao Xiaoan, Human Emperor, Shennong and World Tree who knew it well, the other five people seemed at a loss and did not understand what the Sixth Son of Zhao suddenly asked.

Although the three people and one tree knew it, they looked more confused than those who didn't know.

The Human Emperor frowned and asked, "What fragment No. 4?"

"You really don't know?" The Sixth Son of Zhao's eyes became even colder, and a sense of oppression instantly enveloped the entire battlefield.

Zhao Xiaoan snorted coldly and shot out two torrents of energy with a flip of his hand. The torrents were like two agile giant dragons, carrying a cold aura, and instantly rushed towards the Sixth Son of Zhao.

However, when the giant dragon arrived in front of the Sixth Son of Omen, it seemed to be swallowed up by invisible power and automatically collapsed.

"Is this question related to the current situation?"

Yuan suddenly spoke. His upper body was bare, and his body was engraved with complex golden lines. He held a huge ax in his right hand, exuding an awe-inspiring aura.

He felt that the other party would not ask this question for no reason, or in this situation.

Perhaps, there are other reasons for the alien gods to attack the gray fog universe...

Thinking of this, Yuan turned his head and looked at the Human Emperor with a hint of doubt.

What other important things is this old guy hiding from him?

"As long as you tell me the location of the fourth fragment, your world will not be destroyed, and this scale does not need to sink so early."

The voice of the Sixth Son of the Omen became deeper. Facing an opponent full of immortals, even He felt a little troubled.

It was not because he was afraid of losing, but because he was worried that killing so many immortals would cause unnecessary trouble.

Winning this war is inevitable, but it may take longer.

The Human Emperor sneered.

"If you have any questions, just tell me, don't play dumb here."

Shennong also stood up, the surface of his skin shone with a metallic luster, as if it was cast with the most advanced alloy.

Although his face has the outline of a human, it is full of mechanical coldness and precision.

The two mechanical eyes are shining with bright red light, as if they can see through all illusions.

The body is covered with complex mechanical armor, and each armor plate fits tightly, as perfect as a work of art.

In his right hand, he holds a smooth metal scepter, and the top of the scepter is inlaid with a slightly gleaming green crystal.

"I'm also curious. What you said about the fourth fragment, is this the reason why you attacked the Gray Mist Universe? It's not for the so-called revenge at all?"

He looked directly at the Son of Megatron, and data kept flowing in the red light, as if analyzing something.

Shen Nong's questioning made the air around him even more solemn.

Everyone's eyes were focused on the Son of Megatron, waiting for His answer.

The Son of Megatron shook his shriveled head, obviously not ready to answer his question.

"Since you don't say it, I can only find it myself."

"The immortals are not truly immortal!"