Chapter 186: Space of Ten Thousand Forms

Under the desperate onslaught of the three tribes' saints, the six saints of the Elf Race retreated repeatedly.

Boom! Boom boom!

The relentless attacks fell upon the dim Holy Light Ancient Tree.

Even now, the Elf Race's Divine Lord has not acted, likely already restrained by the Divine Lord of the Dragon Phoenix Qilin Three Tribes.

The elves seem to have reached a desperate situation.

Even though this Ancient Forest is not the elves' Ancestral Land, the attacks on the elves' Ancestral Land will only become fiercer given the three tribes' onslaught.

"Ancient God! Protect your people!"

Some weak‑cultivated elves knelt on the ground, looking up and weeping bitterly.

The six saints of the Elf Race wore desperate expressions, yet they did not pray to the Ancient God.

Sangyu transmitted a message to you, "It seems that some incident has befallen ten Ancient Gods, causing the calamity to arise."

You sighed, "The Human Race has barely stabilized; such an incident emerging will become an unpredictable crisis again."

The Ancient Gods are too powerful.

The Ancient God Clan that governs the world was created single‑handed by an Ancient God and can be wiped out with a flip of the hand.

Any so‑called supreme methods are but illusion before an Ancient God.

"Sangyu! Chuan! Could you help my tribe once?"

As you and Sangyu were exchanging messages, an unfamiliar voice sounded beside your ears.

The saint of the Elf Race transmitted a message to you.

You asked, "Speak, what is it?"

The elf saint said, "Our tribe may not escape this disaster; if all the strong elves fall in battle, can the Human Race help protect the elf descendants?"

You and Sangyu remained silent.

The friendship between the Human Race and the Elf Race has not reached that level.

To ask the Human Race for help, a price must be paid.

After a brief silence, the elf saint spoke again, "The disaster will spread quickly, and the Human Race cannot escape it either."

"If you are willing to help the Elf Race, our tribe will also strive to help you through the crisis."

"The time left for both our tribes is short."

The elf saint's words made your heart sink.

You asked, "What exactly happened? Did the Ancient Gods encounter an incident?"

"Hmm."

The elf saint said, "I do not know the details; I only know that an Ancient God has run into trouble and must rely on external forces to resolve it."

"That is precisely why the Dragon Phoenix Qilin Three Tribes want to clash bloodily with our Elf Race."

"Among the other races, the situation is likely no better; this disaster will soon spread to all ten thousand races of the world!"

You inhaled a gasp of cold air.

The Ancient Gods have encountered an unsolvable trouble?

Matters that even an Ancient God cannot resolve are, for this world, nothing short of a cataclysm.

"Fine! We'll help you!"

You and Sangyu agreed.

"May the two of you swear a Heavenly Dao oath, concerning the survival of our races; please forgive my rudeness."

The elf saint voluntarily swore the Heavenly Dao oath to verify that everything was true, and explained the three tribes' specific reasons for seeking to seize the Holy Light Ancient Tree.

He said, "The Clan‑Suppressing Treasures of the Nine Ancient God Clans are the Proof‑of‑Dao relics of the Ancient Gods of old, containing endless mysteries."

"For one Ancient God, another Ancient God's Proof‑of‑Dao relic is of great use."

"Because the power gap between Ancient Gods is small and they balance each other, no Ancient God would risk venturing into another's Proof‑of‑Dao site to seize its treasure."

"Now the Ancient Gods face an unspeakable predicament; order has been shattered, and the nine clans have naturally fallen into chaos."

"I reveal these secrets today, yet remain unharmed and unpunished by the Ancient Gods' will, which shows that the Ancient Gods no longer have time to govern the living world!"

"Please, both of you, trust me."

The elf saint's tone grew increasingly urgent; he had already suffered severe injuries and was near death.

You and Sangyu exchanged a glance.

After a brief discussion, you both swore the Heavenly Dao oath, pledging as the Human Race's First Generation True Ancestor to allow elf descendants to seek refuge within Human territory and to protect them.

The elf saint said, "Soon I will extract a seed from the Holy Light Ancient Tree; we will leave with the seed, and must not let it fall into the three tribes' hands."

"As for the other four Holy Light seeds, if you have the ability to retrieve them, you may try."

"If you cannot retrieve them, simply safeguard this one seed."

"When the five seeds converge, the Elf Ancient God's Proof‑of‑Dao treasure will manifest; whichever Ancient God obtains the treasure, the balance among the Ancient Gods may be completely shattered."

"You should know what that means!"

The elf saint finished speaking, then was struck by the Dragon Tribe's saint's attack, his body nearly shattered, sustained only by the power of the Holy Light Ancient Tree.

They were about to collapse.

"Now!"

With the elf saint's roar, the massive Holy Light Ancient Tree burst with a thunderous crack, and a photon landed before you and Sangyu.

Sangyu seized the seed with one hand, held you with the other, "Let's go."

"Human Race! If you dare take the seed, tomorrow will be your extinction calamity!"

The saints of the three tribes came with blood‑red eyes, charging forward.

"Has the Human Race's trial run out? Come at us, we will continue."

A massive vortex materializes!

Sangyu steps forward, taking you into a special space, and after a spatial fluctuation, when you emerge again, you have already left the Primordial Forest.

As for Yi, Yu and the others, they had long received your order to retreat.

You exclaim in surprise, "Sangyu, your attainment on the Space Dao has become this strong?"

Traversing space is not difficult.

But the space of the Primordial Forest battlefield has long been shattered; only by slipping into the deepest void can one possibly escape safely.

Doing so easily gets swept into Chaos turbulence.

Only a strong one who deeply comprehends the Spatial Law dares to do this.

Sangyu has clearly already reached this level.

"This is thanks to the Divine Power Ten Thousand Phases Demon Attraction I practice."

Sangyu offers no concealment before you, "I used the Ten Thousand Phases Demon Attraction to absorb the power of countless beings and constructed an extremely special space."

"I call it Myriad-Phase Space."

"Myriad-Phase Space can connect the Shi Jie barriers and the deep void; using it as a conduit, one can come and go freely."

"As long as the space built by the Ten Thousand Phases Demon Attraction does not collapse, even the Divine Lord himself cannot disrupt my evasion technique."

"But it has a flaw: before I comprehend Chaos and reach the level of the Ancient God, I must continuously draw the power of countless beings to keep the space stable."

"Otherwise, not only will Myriad-Phase Space collapse, I will also be backfired upon; this is an extreme path, and that is the allure of the demonic way."

No madness, no life!

You understand the pressure Sangyu bears.

You say heavily, "What's the plan next?"

Sangyu spreads his hands, handing you a seed, "You first take the seed back to the tribe, I will go to the Elf Ancestral Land."

You can't help but worry, "No! Going alone is too dangerous."

"The incident happened suddenly, leaving us little time; I must do my utmost to try."

The first half of Sangyu's words were heavy, and after finishing, he broke into a smile.

"Don't worry, I will return alive."

"We will win!"