Chapter 1772: Overlord King

The Relics of the Overlord King.

A figure like a ghost appeared here unnoticed, silently watching.

This is a desolate land rooted in the Zhong Senior Qian Shi Gao Jie's Tianlian Realm; the palaces, pavilions, and towers of the past have vanished, leaving not even their foundations, only a land of endless yellow sand, devoid of a single spark of spiritual energy, with Qi so thin it is nearly non-existent.

Who could have imagined that over thirty million years ago, this place was filled with birdsong and flowers, shrouded in white mist, gathering the spiritual Qi and fortune of all realms to become a premier immortal sanctuary for the cluster of Great Thousand Worlds?

In this cluster of Great Thousand Worlds, the final, most explosive struggle of human fortune took place here.

Jiang Ding silently gazed at this world of endless yellow sand.

"Kill! Kill!"

"Fighting a hundred battles without regret!"

"Things like slaves dare to enslave the masters of the endless starry sky; you seek your own death!"

Threads of human fortune rose like steam, revealing to him a scene from over thirty million years ago.

An incomparably towering, incomparably mighty king, dominating heaven and earth, stood in the starry sky; the hearts and fortune of a large portion of the Great Thousand World cluster gathered upon him, allowing him to establish a supreme fortune dynasty, driving the first-generation Zhenyue Heavenly King and the Dali Rulai Future Buddha into a frantic, wolf-like flight.

With the fortune of hundreds of millions of humans upon his body, and the hearts of hundreds of millions upon him, he became invulnerable to all spells, striking across heaven and earth.

The so-called likes of the Zhenyue Heavenly King were completely unable to match him; even joining forces, they could not match him. They were far from the appearance of supreme gods who now looked down from on high, enslaving the human race, and were in the most miserable state imaginable.

The King of the Great Chu Dynasty, truly worthy of the name Overlord King!

The moment the dynasty was born, it nearly destroyed the Xing Tian Dao Court and the Dali Future Buddha; how could it be merely causing turmoil?

Compared to such a True King, Tu Wang Tu San Yi, Yu Wang Yu Yong, and the likes of Chen Wang were truly like ants; their talent, aptitude, and strength were far inferior, not True Kings.

So why did the Chu King ultimately fail?

Because of the alliance of the Divine Path Supreme Ones.

"Tianyu Holy Land..."

Jiang Ding looked at the history within the human fortune and let out a long sigh.

Over thirty million years ago, inheriting the legacy of the Ten Thousand Spells Ancient Emperor, the human race, masters of the endless starry sky, was in its prime; the so-called Immortal Clans and so-called Gods had only just begun to emerge, awakening from the slumber of seeds, completely unable to influence the great trend of the endless universe and starry sky.

However, the internal strife of the human race was too intense, too cruel.

The Tianyu Holy Land was such an extremely domineering and cruel faction.

At the height of its territory, it possessed sixteen Great Thousand Worlds; the Tianyu Supreme One's power was extremely terrifying, far surpassing ordinary Supreme Ones, with a fierce ambition to swallow the four seas and advance further.

Where did the territory of these sixteen Great Thousand World clusters come from?

By breaking through gates and destroying families, annihilating one Immortal Sect after another.

Countless Immortal Sects were slaughtered to extinction, and a continuous stream of heavenly treasures and earthly gems flowed to the Tianyu Holy Land, allowing the Tianyu Supreme One to advance further toward Immortality, taking another step.

Under such circumstances, the many Immortal Sects of the human race joined forces with the Divine Path Alliance and the Immortal Clan Alliance to jointly besiege the Tianyu Holy Land of that time.

Both sides fought for a hundred thousand years, shattering the star rivers, causing countless lives to perish; the surface of the Tianyu Great Thousand World was shattered and broken, and almost all Supreme Ones who participated in this battle incurred the wrath of the Spirit of the Great Thousand World, their lifespans drastically reduced, dying one after another after the war.

An entire generation of Supreme Ones from the nearby Great Thousand World clusters withered away.

With its surface shattered and its spiritual veins severely declining, the Tianyu Holy Land was, in the post-war distribution of merit, given to the Dali Rulai Future Buddha and the Xing Tian Dao Court of that time.

This is the current Divine and Buddha Great Thousand World.

The Chu Dynasty's Overlord King was born in this post-war context, favored by human fortune, rising all the way, killing all the way, establishing the Great Chu Fortune Dynasty, and chasing the Xing Tian Dao Court and the Dali Rulai Future Buddha until they could neither ascend to heaven nor descend to earth.

—Finally, he was annihilated by the reassembled Divine Path Alliance.

The inherent flaw of a fortune dynasty: it cannot move; it does not even know where to make a strategic shift.

"Overlord King..."

"Tianyu Supreme One..."

Jiang Ding spoke coldly: "You are all too weak."

"Since the Overlord King dared to appear, why could he not kill the Supreme Ones of the Xing Tian Dao Court and the Dali Rulai Future Buddha within a short time?"

"Chasing the defeated and pursuing the fleeing? That is nonsense."

"If you cannot behead them, then lie low properly."

"Once you decide to rise, you must eliminate them, then seal the realm passages to buy time for development and growth. Such indecisiveness, a situation where cutting it only makes it more tangled, is self-inflicted; where is the mighty authority of the Overlord King?"

"Just a weakling."

The tragic scene of the Overlord King fighting the world alone could not move the Dali Sword Disciple at all; he could not empathize.

A loser is a weakling.

A loser should have nothing; this is the natural principle of the Heavenly Dao.

Hoo~

Hoo-hoo~

In the world of endless yellow sand, the wild wind grew more violent, whipping the yellow sand to sweep in all directions, seeming to mix with indignation, contempt, and rage.

This is the lingering will of the Overlord King within the human fortune.

Damn bastard!

You speak so lightly!

If you had just ascended to Supreme One of a fortune dynasty and were immediately besieged by Divine Path Supreme Ones, could you have survived?!

"You are not convinced?"

"Then watch my methods."

Jiang Ding sneered: "It is only that you and I are not appearing in the current age; otherwise, before you could rise, I would have killed you first, using your Overlord Cauldron to forge my flying sword, to avoid disturbing the great trend and hindering

my growth."

"How can a loser speak of courage?"

The sound of the sandstorms from all sides gradually faded, revealing an endless sea of sand.

He had no words.

"Heavenly Rain Supreme One is equally one who fails to accomplish anything but succeeds in ruining everything."

"Since the decision has been made to swallow the four directions whole and forge the path to Supreme One, being besieged from all sides is only to be expected."

"This is a heaven-sent opportunity!"

Jiang Ding sighed, "This opportunity, Heavenly Rain Supreme One could not grasp, brewing a great disaster; truly, his sins are boundless."

"If only such an opportunity were given to me."

Cruel internal strife, ruthless killing—this is not wrong!

This is the inherent flaw and inherent strength of the Human Race; only in cruel civil war can a true monarch emerge.

If every step followed the Immortal Clan, relying on bloodline to determine height, unchanging forever, where would the generations of brilliant Human Race Xian Dao civilization come from?

As long as a true Heavenly Prodigy is born, especially in this Xian Dao World where individual might decides all, a peerless Heavenly Prodigy capable of sweeping the world is enough to decide everything.

Clearly, Heavenly Rain Supreme One was not such a person.

Therefore, he perished and his clan was annihilated.

Jiang Ding's gaze grew heavy as he waited silently.

During these decades, the karma and fate of the Great Thousand World developed with lightning speed; the Da Tu Dynasty destroyed fifteen kings, shattered their states, exterminated the Wang Zu, absorbed their people, and reached the peak of its fortune, preparing to establish an empire.

Only the last fortune-laden dynasty remained: the weak Divine Son, King Zheng.

All civil and military officials of the Da Tu Dynasty burned with war intent, paying no attention to this last feudal lord.

King Zheng, the weakest of the kings; how difficult is it to destroy him?

Once the last king competing for the dragon throne is destroyed, they will all be founding merit-makers of the dynasty, their families inheriting for ten thousand generations, their descendants enjoying unending wealth and nobility.

Everyone fell into beautiful reverie.