Chapter 76: The White Lord Bathed in Divine Blood "Something big has happened in the spirit world!" A piece of news went viral in the circle of extraordinary people. At this time, at the headquarters of the Secret Investigation Department. The four deputy directors were in a meeting to discuss the 84,000 extraordinary crows flying over the Great City. At this moment, they also received news of the changes in the spirit world. Without hesitation, Zhu Gaolou, the first deputy director of the Secret Investigation Department, spoke decisively based on his position at the level of Heaven's Envoy: "Go and see?" Second Deputy Director Wu Mengling nodded: "Okay, let's go together." The four deputy directors looked at each other. They tore open the portal to the spiritual world and walked into it side by side. When they arrived at the spiritual world, their eyes were attracted by the horrifying scene above! "Well, what is that?" A relatively young deputy director spoke tremblingly. They saw pure white mist spreading, covering all the sky within their sight. There was a huge figure lying in it, surrounded by countless terrifying phantoms! "Nine-headed hellhound, war dragon, void squid" Zhu Gaolou murmured and couldn't help swallowing his saliva. The huge shadows roaming in the pure white mist are all super life forms in different dimensions, and are all ancestral creatures of a supernatural race! There are also seven unknown phantoms, so large that just staring at them can make one feel fear and submission in the heart, and even show signs of mental disorder! "No way"
Wu Mengling suddenly trembled and spoke in a dreamlike voice. Zhu Gaolou looked at him and asked: "what happened?" Wu Mengling didn't say anything, his face was distorted due to great shock. She saw that in the pure white mist, around the huge, lying figure, there seemed to be shadows of huge ancient vessels floating up and down. For example, a blurry scepter, a single lens hundreds of meters in size, an illusory mirror, a majestic clock, and so on. A familiar hand bell. Wu Mengling's back was covered in cold sweat. Although it was countless times bigger and extremely blurry in the pure white mist, But she still recognized it as the hand bell from her past. Why did it appear in this pure white fog that spans nine dimensions? ? The answer is obvious. The other two deputy directors also noticed Wu Mengling's abnormality. They asked her questions with concern, but the old woman just shook her head frantically, and dozens of her own roars echoed in the depths of her mind. "Don't mention it! Don't mention it! Don't mention it!" Wu Mengling collapsed on the ground, sweating profusely, with deep fear in his eyes. Zhu Gaolou suddenly looked up: "Wait. Look!" In the sky, the pure white mist changed again. The extraordinary dimensions overlapping in it increased, and the tenth dimension was looming. There are only nine extraordinary dimensions. The tenth one, where did it come from? The tenth dimension, accompanied by a whirlpool of chaotic colors, appeared as soon as it did. The nine dimensions began to vibrate at the same time, causing a huge storm! That was a storm caused by the fear of the Lord of all dimensions! The sky of the spiritual world suddenly twisted, torn, and shattered. A huge fist filled with the sound of the great world's annihilation emerged and struck from outside the spiritual world! This is just the beginning. Nine giant hands pressed into the spirit world at the same time, falling towards the pure white mist. The entire spirit world shook, the earth was torn apart, and a terrifying tide rose up. God is sending His wrath. ……………… In a small room that is detached from reality. Chen Xiang was broken and recast countless times, and ten pure white portals were pulled to stand in the ten directions of the pool.
He had already moved the needle of the Nine-Direction Compass. Chen Xiang almost broke into the transcendental state countless times, but was ultimately unable to suppress it. He had no choice but to exile himself, who had entered the transcendental state, into the thirteenth hour. From then on, in the time outside the lost hours, he will always be in the moment before entering the extraordinary realm. I don’t know how much time has passed. Chen Xiang struggled to open his eyes. In the blurry mist, he saw the vast spiritual world, the lost land that could not be described in words, the abyss filled with black flames, and the hell filled with dead souls. He also saw himself. The other self is in a dream. All in the fog!! “When dimensions overlap.” "The ritual is almost complete." Chen Xiang whispered in his heart, ten pure white portals opened, briefly overlapping the subspace and nine dimensions with the cabin! He felt exhausted, his body was still undergoing a dramatic transformation, and mysterious things were lingering in his flesh, blood, and bones. Chen Xiang fell asleep and woke up from his dream. The first moment he opened his eyes, he saw a ball of pure white mist slowly rising and falling above his head, with a thin figure lying in it. That should be yourself. Chen Xiang had a very strange feeling in his heart. I was in a dream, staring at my sleeping true self. But why is it so small? The area covered by the pure white fog was almost equivalent to half of the self lying in the fog. It was also surprisingly small. If you didn't look carefully, you couldn't even see it. Also, what are those phantoms floating around Super Small Himself? The nine-headed hellhound, war dragon, etc. are understandable, as they are the reflections of extraordinary materials. As for the phantoms of those huge ancient artifacts, why do they also appear? "Mother!" Stupidity came running with great joy: "You're awake again!" Chen Xiang patted his stupid head, frowned slightly, stared at the small fog ball above his head, and curled his lips. It's really small. Huh? No. He suddenly realized that he had watched the video of the altar incident. In reality, the space-time rift thousands of meters high could not even accommodate one of his eyes in the dream! The self in my dream is very big. If we calculate it in proportion, this cloud of fog Chen Xiang took a breath of cold air and quickly asked Dai: "Dai, look at that fog, can you see any information?" Dai shook his head, confusion appearing on his face: "The information flow is too complex. It's clearly there, but I can't read it all. It's like I'm staring at you. I'm sorry, Mom." "It's okay." Chen Xiang breathed a sigh of relief. Even the immortals could not see through the pure white fog, so the gods should not be able to do so either. so far so good. After a pause, He continued: "Dai, can you squeeze into the pure white mist?" "No." Dai shook his head and said simply, "Mom, we can't fly." Chen Xiang was speechless. The fog was not too high. He could throw the dwarves in with all his strength. But He didn't try it. Who knows what would happen? Maybe the dwarves will descend into the gap between overlapping dimensions, but it’s meaningless. Chen Xiang is still worried that they will crush his real self to death! After a moment, Chen Xiang was about to say something when something strange happened above his head. Pure white mist rolled wildly, and nine small and cute fists appeared in it, slowly hitting his real self who was sleeping. Chen Xiang was stunned, then he came to his senses, his eyes widened, and he became furious: "Beat me in front of me?" He glanced around, picked up a stone from the ground, took aim, leaned back, gathered strength, and threw! The stone drew a beautiful parabola, hitting a small and cute fist exactly. The fist exploded, and the other eight small fists shrank back in panic. "So fragile?"
Chen Xiang was surprised, feeling a little amused and helpless, and finally he felt relieved. Why does it look like paper? He shook his head and saw the bones and blood of the shattered fist falling onto his real self in the fog. ……………… The sky was filled with divine blood, and the nine dimensions were in dead silence. "That is." Lushallen's eyes penetrated the dimensional barrier and stared at the scenes in the spiritual world, his voice trembling slightly. The nine Outer Gods made their move, but a huge meteorite suddenly appeared and smashed one of the Outer God's hands into pieces! ! That's the Outer God! The blood of God fell on the body of the 'Pure White Lord' in the mist. Lu Sarah's breathing became rapid, but the real reason for his palpitations was not this. Instead, it was the scepter, monocle and bell at the side of the 'White Lord'. He knows. The Master's Staff, the Master's Glasses, and the Bell of Universal Silence. In other words, The White Lord who stands at the highest point of the nine dimensions and bathes in the blood of the Outer Gods, is, is the mentor. Lu Sarah felt that he had already thought of his mentor as scary enough, but the scene before him was "Teacher, who are you?" Louis lowered his head subconsciously, bowing his head towards the Pure White Lord in the pure white mist. After a long time, He glanced sideways, and once again looked at the horror legend far away, with a look of madness on His face. "The mentor is enough to support the old parliament." "I have nothing to worry about anymore." "Do you want it? Come on!" Sarah held up the small wooden box containing the remains of Dusk. …… The capital of White Star Nation. “It’s the instructor.” The Grand Pope of the Temple of Thought had cold hands and feet, awe in his eyes, and he lowered his head respectfully. He whispered to himself: "The Outer Gods shed their blood, and the Master appeared in the form of the White Lord. Is He the Master of the Lost Hours? No, should He be the successor?" "What is the mentor planning?" The Archpode took a deep breath. …… Donghong Kingdom, Imperial Palace.
The king breathed rapidly, gazing at the magnificent sight of the divine blood floating in the spiritual world, and at the pure white lord who was bathed in the divine blood and sleeping peacefully. "tutor." The king felt that breathing was a little difficult and he lowered his head slightly. “His power is beyond my imagination.” "Is He another backup plan of the Lord? Or is He?" The king tried to calm his rapid breathing and stood there for a long time before calling an old man: "I heard that Shun'er has woken up in the Great City. Tell him to bring Xiaoqi back immediately. Also, have my other children come back as well!" The old man nodded respectfully and spoke carefully: "If seven princes gather together, I'm afraid there will be a big dispute." "Let them all come back." The king's voice was still low: "The Outer Gods have been injured, the White Lord has appeared in the world, and a big change is about to happen." ……………… wake up. When Chen Xiang opened his eyes, the water in the pool had dried up, the mist had dissipated, and the pure white portal was nowhere to be seen. He carefully stood up from the pool and looked at his hands. "I can feel" "My power is endless." Chen Xiang silently felt the immense power in his body. He was still an extraordinary person and had not yet entered the realm of transcendence. But... was it important? Pure physical strength, at least a hundred times stronger than before! No, a thousand times!! There are also many mysterious dimensional characteristics that seem to be emerging within his body! He could feel that he had a subtle connection with the nine dimensions and even the subspace. It was as if he could borrow the power of various dimensions. Although in perception, the borrowed power is extremely weak and insignificant, but it really exists! Chen Xiang gathered his thoughts, slowly stepped out of the pool and stepped onto the floor. The floor cracked, the room was shattered, the glass of the entire building was shattered, the steel bars were twisted and broken under the violent vibration, the load-bearing columns were full of cracks, and the foundation collapsed. Amidst countless exclamations, The building is tilted and is about to fall down but has not yet fallen. Chen Xiang's other foot, which had just been raised and was about to fall, froze in mid-air. "What the hell?" (End of this chapter)