Let you simulate life, but you change fate every time?! Chapter 1151 600: Eighth Life: Original Divine Format, Deities Array!
Before the grand hall's entrance, Lu Yuan regarded the myriad of integrated divine statues with an exceptionally serious expression.
Though these statues were dispersed throughout the vast hall, an intricate network of law dao marks connected them, culminating in a grand array of unprecedented scale.
This formation, utilizing thousands of divine statues as anchors and the entire immortal divine hall as its nexus, possessed a terrifying power, a true rarity across the ages.
It was unlikely that even beings at the demigod level could breach this mighty array, let alone ordinary immortal powerhouses.
Furthermore, at the very forefront of the main hall, a monumental divine statue stood sentinel.
Depicting a middle-aged man adorned in a resplendent purple-gold Daoist robe, he held one hand behind his back, the other clutching an ancient scripture. His stature was imposing and majestic, his gaze frigid and profound, seemingly surveying all beings across the Ten Thousand Realms.
In stark contrast to the other divine statues,
this particular one was rendered with astonishing realism, and the aura it exuded was utterly terrifying.
Merely a wisp of its released pressure instilled a pervasive sense of dread, as if an imminent catastrophe loomed!
Upon witnessing this divine statue, Lu Yuan's mind suddenly reeled, his vision blurring as if struck by an overwhelming force.
After a considerable interval,
he finally regained his senses, his head throbbing with dizziness.
"Such dreadful pressure, beyond the direct gaze of even an immortal being? Could this indeed be the divine statue of the Supreme Origin Saint Master?"
Lu Yuan's countenance shifted to one of stunned realization, his heart already suspecting the identity of the statue's original.
The Tenth Rank Main God exists beyond comprehension, unseen and unutterable.
Any association with such beings is deemed a forbidden subject by countless powerful individuals.
Even their names or effigies are not trivial matters for ordinary mortals to know or behold.
And while Lu Yuan had ascended to the cultivation realm of an Immortal Emperor, in the eyes of the Supreme Origin Saint Master, he remained but a slightly stronger ant, fundamentally insignificant.
"No!"
"A solitary statue alone could not inflict such a potent impact upon me; there must be something concealed within this statue that eludes my current understanding."
Lu Yuan's brow furrowed, and he promptly invoked the Supreme Origin Law, directing his gaze at the statue once more.
The following moment,
a ferocious soul impact assailed him anew.
However, bolstered by the power of the Supreme Law, all soul assaults dissolved into nothingness before they could reach Lu Yuan, posing no threat whatsoever.
It was then that Lu Yuan's vision finally focused clearly upon the center of the statue's forehead, revealing, unexpectedly, a rhombic crystal stone.
This crystal stone was flawlessly clear, cut in a rhombic shape, and no larger than a dragon's eye.
Upon closer inspection,
the entirety of the crystal stone was intricately woven from innumerable law dao patterns, presenting itself as the most perfect creation conceivable, an entity that perhaps should not even exist in this world.
The sole imperfection was a deep fissure marring the surface of the rhombic crystal stone.
It appeared as though it had sustained grievous damage, teetering on the very brink of shattering.
"This... could this be the Original Divine Format left by the Supreme Origin Saint Master?"
Lu Yuan's eyes widened in disbelief.
It was widely known that a single Original Divine Format possessed the capability to instantly forge a Tenth Rank Main God, enough to drive innumerable immortal powerhouses to the brink of madness.
Even after the unexpected demise of the Supreme Origin Saint Master, the divine format he had left behind, though somewhat diminished, still contained unparalleled might.
Should any immortal powerhouses manage to acquire it, a brief period of contemplation would be sufficient to elevate them to the ranks of demigod existence.
Moreover, if an individual could fully inherit the legacy of refining dao left by the Supreme Origin Saint Master, they might genuinely achieve divinity transformation, ascending to become a bona fide Tenth Rank Main God!
"And the scripture it holds also appears to be extraordinary."
Lu Yuan softly murmured, his gaze fixed intently on the scripture clutched by the statue, sensing the distinct aura of refining dao laws emanating from it.
As he meticulously studied the statue, other immortal powerhouses also began to perceive its exceptional nature.
However, upon confronting the statue, their visions darkened, they retched blood violently, and their vital energies significantly waned.
Only a select few individuals managed to withstand the soul's onslaught.
Lu Yuan's gaze swept across these resilient figures one by one, recognizing several familiar visages among them.
The Corpse Emperor, the Blood River Ancestor, Daoist Master Wu Jie, and Immortal Emperor Nanli were notably present.
"The intelligence was accurate; the Original Divine Format bequeathed by the Supreme Origin Saint Master is indeed located here!"
"Heavenly treasures and earthly wonders naturally belong to the strong; this Original Divine Format rightfully belongs to me!"
The Blood River Ancestor and his companions erupted in ecstatic glee, their hearty laughter echoing. Impatiently, they advanced towards the statue, their sole focus on seizing the Original Divine Format. However, the divine pressure within the grand hall had amplified to an unimaginable degree. The moment the Blood River Ancestor stepped within the array's perimeter, a tremor ran through the thousands of statues lining the hall, unleashing an extraordinary, brilliant luminescence. These myriad lights converged, weaving together to form a supreme array that encompassed the entire hall. Submerged within this array, the Blood River Ancestor contended with a terrifying, unparalleled pressure. A sudden grunt escaped him, his face flushing a deep crimson, on the verge of spitting out blood. The others found themselves ensnared as if wading through a viscous mire, crushed by the weight of ten thousand ancient divine mountains, finding even the simple act of lifting a foot an arduous task! "How potent this divine array is! Yet, I refuse to accept defeat!" The Blood River Ancestor roared in fury, unleashing the laws of the blood Dao. He transformed into a flowing river of blood that coiled around his entire being, endeavoring to withstand the terrifying pressure emanating from the formidable array.