Chapter 462: Is This the Power of an Abyss Monarch?

As the newborn Chaos Demon God obtained, everything regarding the memories of the Master of the Tower was displayed.

Seeing the divine abilities displayed by the Master of the Tower.

The phantoms of the external Chaos Demon Gods who intended to charge down together all tacitly halted their movements.

They gazed with suspicion and uncertainty at the Silver-white Tower that filled most of their field of vision and could not be ignored.

Every one of them had an intuition.

As long as they entered the range of this Moyu Realm, they would, like the one before, be unable to resist the temptation of the Master of the Tower and be sucked into the thirty-six thousand layers of worlds within the tower, facing a life of nine deaths and one survival...

Although that final "one survival" looked very tempting.

Not only was the hidden danger of the connection to chaos removed, but the self was also replenished, seemingly truly obtaining a more beautiful and hope-filled rebirth.

However, the Chaos Demon Gods were the most seasoned of veterans.

From the body of the Demon God phantom, they quickly saw through to something at a deeper level.

That Chaos Demon God who obtained rebirth, as well as those intelligent beings of all kinds who emerged from the tower.

Do not be deceived by their appearance of having simply recovered as before; in fact, their essence was like a fish that had crawled onto land, no longer a fish from then on.

They were puppets of the Master of the Tower; from flesh to soul, to the thoughts of this very moment, everything was under the control of the Master of the Tower.

This seemed similar to the Great Chaos Consciousness, but in fact, the Great Chaos Consciousness only reacted to and influenced them when conquering, destroying, or assimilating the Time Domain.

Ordinarily, they could still have their own private desires.

But this Master of the Tower before them... was more like a mastermind with subjective initiative.

He wrote scripts for every puppet that came out alive and made them begin to perform.

Compared to this operation of the Master of the Tower.

It must be said that even chaos began to look refined and pleasant.

The Demon Venerables also had to say, "Master of the Tower, you are a bit extreme."

The next instant, the Chaos Demon God phantoms completed their divine sense communication.

They successively gathered great Dharma Power across the Barrier of the Moyu Realm and unleashed their respective ultimate techniques.

Beams of light in various colors pierced through the sky of the Moyu Realm, tore open gaps, and struck the surroundings of the Silver-white Tower.

These beams were eerily unable to truly touch the Silver-white Tower.

When approaching within dozens of kilometers, they would deviate and appear elsewhere.

Others had cores that were certain Chaos Magic Treasures.

As a result, these magic treasures flew into mid-air and vanished without a trace along with the beams.

Hum!

The Moyu Ancient Tree coordinated with the offensive of the Chaos Demon Gods and erupted into a riot once again.

Around the Silver-white Tower, tree roots hundreds of thousands of meters high appeared, spreading over like poisonous snakes.

Under constant probing, some tree roots suddenly entered the vicinity of the Silver-white Tower and managed to make contact with the tower.

Then, before the external Chaos Demon Gods could feel joy in their hearts at seeing this, thinking that their coordination was starting to take effect and that the Master of the Tower indeed had limits.

The Moyu Ancient Tree disappeared.

In the Moyu Realm, those ten-thousand-meter-high Moyu Ancient Trees, numbering in the triple digits, actually disappeared all at once.

Leaving behind only bottomless pits in their place.

And the Spirit Qi of the entire Great World that began to churn because of the disappearance of the Moyu Ancient Trees.

Woo!

An ancient and dull low sound also rang out at this moment.

The giant eyeball located on the surface at the center of the Great World also had to forcibly stop its hibernation and slowly open.

Without the assistance of the Moyu Ancient Trees, just from the opening of its eyelids, thousands of Dharma Arrays in its surroundings shattered and then produced massive explosions.

The eyeball, however, did not care about these trifles; after opening completely, it immediately understood the cause and effect.

"Master of the Tower!"

"This world should not be touched by you!"

"This is a place the Great Chaos Consciousness set its sights on first!"

Accompanied by the magic sound emitted by the single eyeball.

The sky appeared to have cracks like a mirror.

From the cracks, one could vaguely see phantoms of eyes emerging within, staring at the Silver-white Tower.

"Our Lord is the Lord of all things!"

"Coming to realize the wishes of all things!"

"Praise the Master of the Tower with us; in the past and the future, only the Master of the Tower can grant you salvation and tranquility..."

Facing the thousands of magic eyes in the sky.

At the very top of the Silver-white Tower, a blinding white light emerged.

Within the white light, a pale, thin, and long humanoid figure emerged, tilting its head to look directly at the sky.

This thin and long pale humanoid had no facial features, looking more like a pure white bodysuit wearer.

But when he tilted his head.

The natives of the Moyu Realm who had not been swallowed into the tower all felt the urge to prostrate themselves in worship.

Some Moyu Realm natives knelt down, opened their mouths wide, and shouted the name of Kals.

Kals, the most ancient god, the creator god, in the oldest mythological stories that existed since the moment the civilization of the Moyu Realm natives was born.

Even though the civilization had weathered hundreds of thousands of years of wind and rain, and had even been swallowed by chaos to become servants of the Chaos Demon Gods.

As long as the Moyu civilization of the Moyu Realm continued, the legend of this most ancient god also continued.

Yet they did not expect this.

With the appearance of the Master of the Tower.

The Ancient God, buried deep within the subconscious sea of hundreds of millions of sentient beings.

Could be manifested under its power.

And the moment all the indigenous creatures of the Moyu Realm felt its aura, they believed from their subconscious that this was the physical manifestation of that most ancient god.

Then, in the next instant, all the indigenous inhabitants of the Moyu Realm, regardless of age or gender, vanished on the spot and voluntarily entered the Silver-white Tower.

Whether dead or alive, they all became part of the inner world of the Master of the Tower.

And after the last Moyu native had also vanished.

On the pale humanoid figure atop the tower, believed to be the Ancient God, a spiral-shaped eye occupying two-thirds of its otherwise blank, disc-like face appeared.

The lines of this eye began to rotate rapidly.

Gradually, the Magic Eyes in the sky that met its gaze also stirred, widening by a circle, and one by one, rolling black Qi emerged from them.

The surrounding light dimmed instantly, until finally, in the entire Moyu Realm, apart from the Silver-white Tower and the Magic Eyes above it.

It seemed as if everything had fallen into the deepest darkness.

The phantoms of the Chaos Demon Gods in the outside world also quickly sensed the call of Magic Venerable One-Eye.

While shocked in their hearts, they hurriedly took action to provide external support.

With the help of the massive amount of Chaos Power they provided.

The originally blurring and twisting phantoms of the Magic Eyes in the sky stabilized.

Furthermore, the number of Magic Eyes began to gradually increase.

Causing the light of the Silver-white Tower to slowly dim as a result.

At this moment, the Silver-white Tower seemed to have become the last spark of light in this dark world.

Even the Chaos Demon Gods outside felt that with just one more push, they could extinguish this spark and let everything return to darkness.

Yet, it was also at this instant that the Chaos Demon Gods were all shaken in their hearts.

A strange illusion welled up within them.

As if at this very moment, the light of that Master of the Tower was already the only light in this world, in this Shikong Haiyu, and even among the hundreds of millions of worlds; it was the final hope for all sentient beings!

Under such a touch, even the battle-hardened Chaos Demon Gods actually felt a trace of wavering, unable to bear destroying this light that represented the hope of the future.

This wavering quickly vanished, yet it also caused the Chaos Demon Gods to be greatly alarmed once again.

They realized with astonishment that the ability of this Master of the Tower to erode the human heart and consciousness was incredible to the extreme.

They even quickly realized that if it weren't for the fact that they were all a bunch of cowards who had not entered the Moyu Realm.

Perhaps by now, they would have already been influenced to defect from Chaos and wage war against the Magic Eyes in order to keep the fire of future hope from being extinguished!

Yet, although they had escaped the influence of the suggestion by relying on the advantage of their location.

The Silver-white Tower emitted tiny, pure white specks of light that rushed toward the pale humanoid figure atop the tower.

Those specks of light were the Moyu Realm natives who had been absorbed into the tower.

They were the power of the purest wish, transformed because they had voluntarily made the greatest sacrifice to protect the final hope, at the cost of erasing the traces of their own existence, truly and wholeheartedly dedicating everything.

Each speck represented the life that a sentient being of the Moyu Realm had lived.

They appeared and merged into the body of the pale humanoid figure.

Causing the pale humanoid figure to erupt with dazzling sunlight.

This light pierced through the surrounding darkness and pierced through the canopy of Magic Eyes in the sky.

Allowing the entire Moyu Great World to suddenly return to normal light.

Causing the Magic Eyes in the sky, with expressions of impossibility, to be rapidly twisted into a black line and swallowed by that pale humanoid figure!

Hum!

It was also at this instant that cracks appeared on Magic Venerable One-Eye on the ground, and foul-smelling black blood gushed out from within.

Chaos Demon Qi overflowed with the blood and soared into the sky, forming a black mist barrier that blocked the white light falling from all directions.

"Is this... also the power of that Master of the Tower?"

"Clearly, what is before us should only be one of the projections of the Master of the Tower's billions of tower clones..."

"Clearly, this projection has already been subjected to some mysterious restriction, preventing it from exerting ten levels of power."

"Why, then, can it still accomplish such an outrageous feat!"

A veteran Chaos Demon God trembled all over, roaring and asking in the group of Demon Gods with divine sense:

"He, he actually made the Chaos creatures on the Great World that belongs to our Chaos all sacrifice themselves to oppose Chaos!"

"That is a self-sacrifice of dedicating everything! It is a self-sacrifice rarely seen in a thousand years!"

"Even among the enlightened High Monks of the Buddha Realm, how many could truly achieve such an act?"

"..."

"Perhaps..."

After a moment of silence, a Chaos Demon God transmitted with a low voice:

"This is the true power of the Abyss Monarch, isn't it?"

"And that is why we of Chaos can only be counted as a Dark Catastrophe along with Decay and the Supreme Mother God."

"While they... are called the Abyss!"

Even if they were unwilling to admit it.

These lackey Demon Gods of Chaos all vaguely realized that the power of the Abyss was likely far higher than that of Chaos.

And the reason why there were only ever a few words recorded about it.

Perhaps it was because when all parties encountered a Dark Catastrophe, they could still find ways to resist, evade, or even delay in hopes that a miracle would occur.

Facing the true arrival of the Abyss.

They could only wait for death in despair; even if only a few words remained to be passed down to later generations to prove they had once existed, that would already be a stroke of luck.

It was just that realizing this point was one thing.

The big problem now, however, was that they could not just watch as the Moyu Realm Great World was completely assimilated by the other party.

Not to mention that they could not bear to watch the Demon Venerable's true body eyeball be destroyed.

The Chaos Demon Gods did not know that the Master of the Silver-white Tower was restricted by challenges.

They all, according to their own understanding, easily deduced that the reason the Abyss Monarch could not exert its full power was the repulsion of the North King Time Domain against it.

Just as the Chaos Demon Venerables also found it difficult to exert influence.

But if they waited until the Master of the Silver-white Tower completely assimilated the Moyu Realm Great World.

And used it as a base.

Perhaps the Master of the Silver-white Tower would successfully gain a foothold?

And even turn the projection from virtual to reality completely.

Then at that time, they, the Chaos Demon Gods who had come into contact with the other party.

Let alone that they, as virtual shadow Avatars, would be sucked into the Silver-white Tower and forced to accept a new life.

It was even possible... to affect their true bodies in the Chaos.

After seeing the various wonders displayed by the other party.

They did not feel this future was impossible in the slightest!

"Do not hide anything anymore; this is a critical moment for our lives and deaths, involving our true bodies."

"If we do not act now, once a clone of the Master of the Silver-white Tower truly descends completely."

"We will no longer be ourselves."

The Chaos Demon Gods saw clearly that all the talk of new life and fulfilling the wishes of all things.

Was all fake; it was a demonstration by the Master of the Silver-white Tower.

A ram-horned demon had black flames burning all over its body.

It communicated with its true body, and after receiving a temporary blessing, a ten-thousand-meter-tall ram-headed, ram-horned flame dharma image walked out from the flames.

A Chaos Demon God in the shape of a Cyclops took out its own heart.

Under the black flames, the illusory heart, which was originally just a virtual shadow, turned into a solid entity.

It was the true body providing a heart from the original self for it.

Afterwards, the Cyclops Demon God held this heart, which was constantly growing larger and beating, in its hands.

It chanted obscure incantations in its mouth.

Beside the Cyclops Demon God, hundreds of other Demon God virtual shadows also gathered.

They also chanted incantations one after another, releasing their strongest spells, which turned into strings of incantation seals imprinted on that huge heart.

Soon, this heart, blessed by hundreds of Chaos Demon Gods, was thrown down.

In the blink of an eye, this heart broke through the barrier of the Moyu Realm and appeared above the Silver-white Tower.

The next instant, seeing that the heart was about to explode and turn into a black hole-like existence to instantly destroy the Great World below.

The pale humanoid looked at it.

Instantly, time seemed to freeze.

And then, as space twisted and blurred.

The heart also turned into lines and was sucked into the face of the pale humanoid.

Having swallowed this object.

The pale humanoid shook all over, and its entire body suddenly exploded.

Only the disc-shaped face remained, and after drifting onto the top of the tower, it also vanished in an instant.

The Chaos Demon Gods in the outside world, however, felt at this very moment that their past and future had been gazed upon by the Master of the Silver-white Tower.

And they were even about to be devoured by it!