"Clang!"

A dazzling cold light flashed.

Two hundred True Gods, surprisingly under the command of a single Celestial Emperor, began to besiege a tiny mortal.

Yet the Emperor's expression remained unchanged, as he drew a longsword from behind him, emitting a thunderous rumble throughout his body. His technique reached the pinnacle of perfection, and with a deft reverse strike, he actually managed to kill a True God.

Thud!

Blood bloomed.

But the longsword in his hand was forcefully struck by the opponent during their dying moments, creating a notch.

This was inevitable. The Emperor ultimately had not become a Deity; as a mere mortal, he could not fight Gods directly and had to rely on the power of this Sixth Ring True God weapon.

This weapon is akin to a living creature like Tukashi, having become a True God.

"Troublesome." The Emperor took a step back, looking at the longsword with a frown, his movements becoming even more fluid, trying to avoid having his weapon struck by the enemy while slaying them.

These True Gods, if guessed correctly, were a batch of suicide squad members.

They had long been controlled, marking their souls with a brand, making them fearless of death.

"Clang!"

Another collision sound.

A True God was stained with blood, turned into a corpse, creating an extremely shocking scene.

"Thus, martial arts can be honed as well." Suddenly, the Emperor's expression turned icy.

His entire body's technique climbed to new heights, carrying an ancient rhythm, like an Azure Dragon agilely wandering in the sky, the longsword in his hand releasing all sorts of brilliance.

This battle lasted for three days in Heaven.

Three days in Heaven, three hundred years on Earth.

The battle, spanning three hundred years, filled the entire Divine Realm with blood, transforming the earth into ruins, with even the mortals on the ground sensing the change.

"Lost."

Finally, the Emperor stood silently in place, his black hair billowing.

He looked at the bloody scene around him, his weapon completely shattered, and sighed, "Killed one hundred and ninety-three Gods, broke sixteen weapons... ultimately still lacking a bit, lacking some more."

Cough cough cough!

He suddenly coughed large amounts of blood, spurting as if his heart and lungs were being coughed out.

Yet in the heart of the battlefield, only he remained alone.

That imposing aura was shockingly terrifying, the earth collapsing, the heavens hanging as if upside down, the True Gods' siege almost completely wiped out.

"Is this really the strength of a mortal?"

Countless attendants and maids in the distance, stared in disbelief.

They couldn't believe it.

He was just a mortal, just a mere mortal wielding seventeen divine weapons and able to slay most of the Deities in Heaven.

"Technique has reached its current peak, but the strength gap remains too vast. Prepare more weapons next time... cough cough cough!" The Emperor coughed, his handkerchief covered in blood, turned and slowly left, step by step exiting the Divine Realm gate, descending to the Mortal Realm.

The True Gods present, bloody all over, suddenly wanted to stop this sickly mortal.

"Do not stop him, you cannot stop him."

At this moment, the Witch Emperor slowly raised his hand and said, "Let him through."

The Gods hesitated for a moment, biting their teeth, gradually parted to let him return, to let themselves descend into the mortal world.

The crowd was shocked, feeling terrified.

For a mortal to ascend to Heaven and slaughter Emperors, perhaps only in this immature True God Era could such a thing happen.

"Your Majesty, why are we not detaining him? How can we fend him off when he returns next time? The opponent will surely be stronger, a mortal could possibly kill all the Gods." One Deity stepped forward, voicing their belief that there was a chance, as only one longsword remained.

As long as the last longsword was broken, the opponent couldn't resist the realm's crushing power from the True God Domain, battling across ranks would become a complete joke.

If he were any stronger, without the True God's protection, he too would be crushed to death.

The Witch Emperor returned to the Emperor's Seat, tapping his fingertip, his expression was ominous, "Do you know that besides the Emperor, there is a second force wanting to slay Gods?"

The remaining True Gods were naturally aware of such a force's existence.

Each day, the sun, moon, and stars patrolled the sky, did they really only monitor the earth, arrest criminals, and maintain order?

No.

It was to seek out remnants of the past.

Their Star Officials captured many minor leaders of past remnant forces, discovering aside from the Martial Arts Celestial Emperor's line, there was also the Wizard world's line.

"Your Majesty, are you saying that besides the Emperor, there are mere mortals with audacity trying to ascend and slaughter the Gods?" A True God was furious.

The Emperor's words were clear.

Once they've reached a deadlock with the Emperor, once his Divine Realm exhausted its final forces, the opponent would be ready to act.

Back then, Zhu Qi himself, engaged in the grasshopper stopping the cicada, with the sparrow waiting behind, biding for the moment to rise when they've reached a dead end.

Being adept at this, rising to the top with this tactic, how could he not guard against such now?

"If I'm right, given that person's nature, the opponent, will soon come."

The Witch Emperor spoke softly, "We need a moment of rest, to wait for him, won't miss this opportunity."

The Gods heard these words, anger surging within!

Was the Divine Realm really like mud in the eyes of some mortals?

They are True Gods!

This mortal slaying God, battling across ranks?

Next, another mortal will step forward, hitting a drowning dog?

Just mere mortals, True Gods are untouchable!

"Your Majesty, not everyone is the Emperor, only the Emperor alone." At this moment, a True God couldn't help but speak.

"Yes, the Emperor is the only one, but that doesn't mean they won't use mortals to kill Gods!" Zhu Qi the Emperor shook his head, suddenly looking into the distance, "They are coming."

...

Swish swash.

In the distance, a Fat Dragon was flying over.

"No! I don't want to! I don't!"

This was a golden shining Giant Gold Dragon, but with its body full of fat, resembling a huge meatball.

"Don't worry, you have reached Thirteen Rings, you have become a deity," Minis said.

For thousands of years, they have ultimately accumulated and thoroughly completed the Fat Dragon's divine ascension plan.

The Fat Dragon could evolve its Life Map through sleeping, but it was too slow. To speed up the process, they took a measure.

They cultivated a large number of the Dragon Race to ascend together, perfecting the fragments.

But in cultivating a large community of dragons within a small secret realm, they were all lazy and gluttonous, with a talent for sleeping.

Each one slept day and night, not only lazy but also greedy, with various vices seemingly embodying all the Seven Sins.

Yet even so, they overcame countless difficulties and finally succeeded.

And despite having many shortcomings, they showcased a shining merit:

The entire race became deities!

Regardless of talent, even a pig in this race could become a True God.

Why?

No matter if you are stunningly beautiful and peerless throughout generations or idle and useless, in front of sleeping, all are equal.

The talent lies in sleeping to speed up growth.

Now, having the complete Life Map of a True God, there are no more obstacles, and one can directly cultivate (sleep), unobstructed all the way.

Three hundred years, Fifth Tier Golden Giant Dragon.

Eight hundred years, Sixth Tier Legendary Giant Dragon.

Five thousand years, Demigod Giant Dragon.

Thirty thousand years, True God Giant Dragon.

And now, without thirty thousand years, how could it be so fast?

Because someone applied a life-burning black witchcraft on him, crazily accelerating his growth to six times the speed over five thousand years. Of course, the lifespan lost was more, not worth the gain.

But it doesn't matter, this creature's lifespan is truly long.

Other powerful, complete True Gods breaking through might only have tens of thousands, a million years of lifespan.

This one's conservative estimate is at least over twelve million years!

On Earth, it belongs to a Fat Dragon that lived from the earliest ape man era to modern humanity.

"No! I'm not suited for battle, our True God talent is longevity! We're not good at fighting," the Holy Dragon shouted.

"You have more rings than the opponent, and there are more than fifty of the Dragon Race," Minis sighed.

The Holy Dragon shouted, "Even with more rings, they are all Life Maps of sleeping and longevity; there isn't a single part skilled in combat genes and structures."

"Just use quantity to overwhelm them; the opponent is also useless," Minis replied.

In fact, he felt he had always underestimated this Fat Dragon.

He surprisingly had a talent for sleeping!

When it came to how to sleep and invent a sleeping race, he was no match for him. Originally, he had wanted to help him improve his race.

However, Sylph and himself ended up watching him boast eloquently, with various theories that amazed the both of them.

Ultimately, he developed this powerful race.

Would you say the potential is high? It really isn't.

Thirteen Rings, every sequence and structure in the Life Map is written with the words "sleep" throughout.

Do you say he is wasteful?

Yet it is the only all-deity race, worthy of defying the heavens.

You must know that among those with True God qualifications, perhaps only one emerges out of several tens of billions of a low-level wasteful race, and people from strong potential races, who have high average quality, still need several billion people.

Here, it is a 100% probability.

Like producing piglets, they appear litter after litter, just sleep and it's done.

My era has not yet come, sleep a nap, and you've already become a True God.

"Your era has already arrived, go forth!"

Minis warmly and encouragingly said, "After this moment, the world will chant your name! The great Ancient Dragon God, the Ancestral Dragon God of the Ancient Dragon Era."

"No!" The Holy Dragon let out a pitiful cry, but had already led fifty-plus Golden Dragons into the Divine Realm.

"They are coming."

The Witch Emperor gazed into the distance.

Knowing he was right again.

He, as a dignified Divine Emperor of the era, had wave after wave of mortals taunting him, and the Divine Realm was utterly devoid of dignity.

"Hmph, they are all tattered troops!"

The Holy Dragon, seeing that there were only about twenty-plus severely wounded True Gods left, instantly gained a surge of confidence.

Minis wasn't wrong.

This time, maybe the opponent didn't trick him.

After all, everyone is garbage, the opponent is still severely injured, his numbers are double, rings are more than double, how could he lose?

"Attack!"

The Holy Dragon shouted fiercely, deciding to trust Minis this time.

"Only I can do it personally, Flying Head!" The Witch Emperor's face turned icy, stretching out his hand for a strike.

Ah!

The Holy Dragon let out a tragic cry.

...

...

In the distant future.

Under the pavilion, gazing at the night sky full of brilliant stars, a tall, handsome man turned to the next page of the Bible.

"Father, the Ancient Divine Dragon took advantage of its numbers while the opponent was still injured; how could it still lose? It's too weak," a child curiously asked.

"Because the lineage of the Holy Dragon is dragons, symbolizing peaceful nobility, being indifferent to conflicts and battles... the Elf Divine King Minis symbolized evil, continuously enticing it to act, unwillingly honoring the grand and passionate Witch Emperor, and naturally, they simply lost."

The man closed the book, his face full of reminiscence and melancholy, "But the world misunderstood him, he endured much controversy."

"Child, the greatness of the Holy Dragon's level in history is unfathomable for later generations! Its historical significance is extremely profound, opening the prelude of a True God era, even the Emperor, Minis, and others could not compare to its towering stature in the popularization of True Gods."

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