Let you simulate life, but you change fate every time?! Chapter 1139 594: Eighth Life: Blood River Ancestor, Everyone Is Terrified! (Part 2)

Several Demigod Level powerhouses hovered in the sky, their immense auras radiating like the sun and moon, not bothering to conceal their presence.

The Divine Laws, which normally instilled fear in all Immortal Experts, were as harmless as a gentle breeze to them, posing no threat whatsoever.

Yet, fierce energy fluctuations occasionally erupted from above, as if these Demigod powerhouses were engaged in a confrontation with some terrifying entity!

"Where did this foulness originate? Begone from this place!"

"This is the domain of the All Heavens and Myriad Realms, not a place for you Dark Deities to defile."

A magnificent figure, radiating searing Divine Flames, bellowed a stern reprimand.

Leaving the Dark Deities utterly disregarded!

"Blood River Ancestor, do you truly believe I would hesitate to strike you down?"

The words had barely been uttered.

A shadowy, indistinct form materialized from the void.

This entity was ethereal, yet the crushing pressure it exerted felt as solid as reality, sending shivers down everyone's spines.

Upon beholding this form, numerous Immortal Emperors found their minds reeling, as if staring upon something forbidden!

This was because it was a genuine Tenth Rank Main God!

Even as a mere divine avatar, it was far beyond their ability to comprehend!

"Could this be... could this be the legendary God of Illusion?!"

Some startled Immortal Experts, their faces etched with disbelief, cried out in shock.

The God of Illusion was a Dark Deity controlling the authority of illusions and deception, relishing in the use of falsehoods and trickery to mislead the world.

Its methods were elusive, causing many deities to live in extreme fear!

"If its true form were present, perhaps I would harbor a modicum of apprehension."

"However, it is but an avatar, daring to act so recklessly in my presence. If you utter another insolent word, I shall dispatch you right here and now!"

The formidable being known as the Blood River Ancestor, despite possessing only Demigod Cultivation, spoke with absolute confidence.

In the midst of a dispute, he dared to threaten the destruction of the God of Illusion's avatar, an act of incredible audacity!

"Who is this individual? Has he lost his mind? To challenge a Tenth Rank Main God?"

Some Immortal Experts looked utterly perplexed, unable to fathom why a being from the Immortal Realm would exhibit such brazen defiance.

"Hush! Lower your voice, do you court death?"

"Have you never heard tell of the Blood River Ancestor? How have you managed to survive this long?"

Upon hearing this, others' expressions shifted dramatically, and they hastily silenced the speaker, fearful of incurring his displeasure.

It must be understood that even though the Blood River Ancestor was merely a Demigod Level presence, the Blood Dao Laws he had mastered possessed extraordinary defiance.

So long as the Blood River endured, his true essence would remain undestroyed.

He had the ability to transform into a Blood River, permeating all the Heavens and Myriad Realms.

Even if only a fragment of his True Blood survived, he could rapidly regenerate to his former state.

In certain aspects, his capacity for survival rivaled that of beings at the Tenth Rank God level.

Even a Dark Deity such as the God of Illusion could not annihilate him!

"Enough, withdraw immediately, or I shall raze your domain!"

Adjacent to the God of Illusion, a figure cloaked in crimson suddenly appeared, its voice laced with chilling ice.

Its entire being was bathed in a bloody radiance, its tone saturated with intense ferocity and bloodlust.

Merely by hearing this voice, everyone's eyes turned a fiery red, as if their deepest negative emotions were being inflamed, driving them into a state of frenzied madness.

They felt an overwhelming urge to obliterate everything within their vicinity.

When the Blood River Ancestor perceived this crimson-hued figure, his typically nonchalant demeanor shifted to one of extreme gravity.

For this blood-red figure before him represented the very essence of the Blood God!

If the God of Illusion excelled in cunning schemes and its direct combat prowess was not among the highest of all deities,

then the Blood God's bloodthirstiness embodied the zenith of slaughter and devastation.

Where it passed, desolation reigned supreme.

No one could evade its catastrophic influence.

Although the Blood River Ancestor's regenerative capabilities were exceptionally potent, he hesitated to provoke such an entity lightly.

The most critical factor.

The God of Illusion, though brimming with deceit, lacked brute force in frontal confrontation.

The Blood God, while brutally bloodthirsty, possessed strategic frailties.

However, if they were to combine their might, they would undoubtedly become an unstoppable force, unleashing power of unimaginable destruction!

"Blood God, you butcher, you have indeed allied with the God of Illusion."

"But regarding the Original Divine Format, the strongest will claim it. Even the two of you Dark Deities cannot unilaterally dominate the entirety of this world."

At that precise moment, a frigid snort echoed from a distant source.

The blood-colored figure's brow furrowed slightly, its gaze shifting towards the origin of the sound.

What appeared was a longsword cleaving through the air, radiating a fierce brilliance that altered the expressions of everyone present.

Suddenly, cracks began to mar the once unbreakable void, inscribed with countless Divine Laws. It seemed as though the very fabric of existence might shatter at any moment!

The Sword Qi emanating was incredibly sharp, imbued with the circulation of Sword Dao Laws.

Merely glancing at it caused many Immortal Emperors of Attainment to feel a sharp pain in their eyes, as if they might be sliced apart by the potent Sword Qi!

Then, from behind the longsword, a man clad in white slowly emerged from the void.

His movements appeared unhurried, yet each step covered unfathomable distances.

In what felt like an instant, he materialized beside the Blood River Ancestor.

"Blood River Ancestor, it has been a lengthy interval since we last met. I trust you have been in good health," the man in white stated with an indifferent tone, offering a greeting to the Blood River Ancestor.

"Hahaha, I truly never anticipated that Senior Wuxiang would emerge from seclusion personally. With your presence, why should I harbor any fear of these two divine avatars?" The Blood River Ancestor's joy overflowed, dispelling all his previous anxieties.

Meanwhile, the Blood God and the God of Illusion both wore deep frowns, appearing exceedingly wary of the man in white and refraining from any rash actions for the time being.

A wave of astonishment swept through everyone who witnessed this spectacle, causing them to doubt their own perception.

It is crucial to remember that both the Blood God and the God of Illusion were bona fide Tenth Rank Main Gods, commanding innumerable followers and devotees across the Ten Thousand Realms, wielding terrifyingly boundless power.

In stark contrast, the man in white, despite projecting an extraordinary aura, was, much like the Blood River Ancestor, merely residing in the Demigod Realm.

How could he inspire such apprehension in two formidable Dark Deities?

In the blink of an eye.

Confusion rippled through the onlookers, and fervent discussions erupted.

"Who exactly is this individual in white? How can he possibly contend against the two Dark Deities?"

"Ah, what you perceive is only a fraction of the truth. This man is known as the Wuxiang Tribulation Master, revered as the most formidable figure from a particular Sword Dao world."

"His mastery over the Sword Dao is unparalleled, standing merely half a step away from achieving the esteemed position of Sword God. His swordsmanship is nothing short of earth-shattering."

"Among the multitude of Demigod beings who embarked on this venture into the Supreme Origin Divine Realm, only the Blood River Ancestor and the Wuxiang Tribulation Master possess the audacity to directly confront the two Dark Deities."

"However, even a defiant fiend like the Blood River Ancestor addresses him as Senior upon sighting the Wuxiang Tribulation Master, a clear testament to the terrifying magnitude of his strength," someone whispered, imparting crucial information.

"Wuxiang Tribulation Master? Sword Dao reaching godhood?"

Upon hearing this, Lu Yuan too experienced a flicker of surprise.

Given his present strength, he could naturally discern the truth.

The Cultivation and aura of the Wuxiang Tribulation Master had reached an apex, surpassing even those two divine avatars.

His power radiated with such terrifying intensity that it exceeded the very limits of what the Supreme Origin Divine Realm could contain.

To such an extent that the void he occupied was fracturing, inch by inch, appearing incapable of withstanding such dreadful might, teetering on the brink of disintegration!

Lu Yuan harbored no doubt whatsoever.

With the Wuxiang Tribulation Master's formidable power, if he were endowed with sufficient Authority of Law, he could likely attain Divinity Transformation instantaneously.

Thus ascending to become a genuine Tenth Rank Main God!

"The allure of the Original Divine Format is indeed overwhelmingly potent; even beings of this caliber have been drawn out," Lu Yuan remarked with a sigh.

Subsequent to assimilating a vast quantity of Divine Laws, he had initially forged the Immortal Divine Pattern, his physical body also undergoing a transformation towards an Eternal Divine Body.

Consequently, he possessed ample confidence that even when facing a Peak Immortal Emperor, he could effortlessly prevail in combat.

However, the Wuxiang Tribulation Master's aura projected such a profoundly unsettling and threatening presence that Lu Yuan could not help but experience a potent sense of unease!

Lu Yuan contemplated deeply.

Should they engage in a dire battle for survival, even if he employed every conceivable strategy, he feared his chances of emerging victorious would be a mere twenty percent.

Furthermore, even if he were capable of vanquishing the Wuxiang Tribulation Master, the cost incurred would be exceptionally, grievously high!