Chapter 411: In the End, Can One Not Escape This Situation in the World?

I don't want to die!

My strength has already risen so much—if I die here, I can't accept it!

Every person present thought the same in their heart, urgent and anxious.

This opportunity of the supreme spiritual energy was far too great; not just anyone could stomach it. If this trend kept up, it would hardly be strange if everyone present burst apart and died.

Because the gushing of this supreme spiritual energy felt boundless, without limit—who knew when it would ever end.

For a moment, the Demon Lord and the others could not help but think of Kamikawa Mitsu. This opportunity was a contest of talent, aptitude, comprehension of the Dao, and potential.

Only by constantly refining, raising one's strength, comprehending the Dao, and breaking through realms could one survive.

Kamikawa Mitsu, as a peerless genius past and present, with his kind of aptitude, in this situation probably wouldn't need to worry about bursting—he could keep rising, possibly all the way to the peak of the Sixth Step of Divine Might.

He might even be able to charge at Immortality.

"Survive—I must survive," the Demon Lord said in a low, heavy voice.

If one were to find the sole consolation in the field, there was one: compared with the other interdimensional gods, demons, immortals, and devils present, the Demon Lord and his group's strength was far weaker—only at the Second Step of Divine Might.

The speed at which the supreme spiritual energy poured in was proportional to one's realm.

Their strength was weaker, so the influx was slower, and raising their realm would not be as hard as it was for those immortals and devils.

In half a day's time, the Demon Lord and his group's strength leapt from the Second Step of Divine Might to the Third Step, and was now advancing toward the Fourth Step.

The situation of the Demon Lord and the other titans of the Void Demon Realm was watched by the gods, demons, immortals, and devils of the other realms…

Never had there been a moment when they so envied—envied another's low strength. Why wasn't their own strength that low?

Never had there been a moment when they regretted why they had cultivated their strength so high, regretted working so hard at cultivation. If they hadn't worked so hard, their realm wouldn't be this high now. What regret!

Fortunately, no one outside knew what was happening here, or they would surely be shocked to the point of calling them celestial beings.

The first time anyone had seen the strong envy the weak, the first time a powerhouse felt he had worked too hard, the first time a powerhouse regretted cultivating to such heights.

At the same time.

They also discovered another thing.

"Why is it… none of you have died…"

Yes.

The Demon Lord, the Void Lord, and the other titans from the Void Demon Realm—astonishingly, not a single one had died.

One must understand, it wasn't only the Demon Lord and the Void Lord who were at the Second Step of Divine Might—other realms also had gods and demons at the Second Step, and their numbers added up to more than the Demon Lord's group.

Those gods and demons at the Second Step, after half a day's time, had already lost several. Some had a death rate—unlike the Demon Lord's group, whose death rate was zero.

What's going on?

Does the supreme spiritual energy discriminate between realms?

They're all at the Second Step of Divine Might—so why do those from other realms die while those from the Void Demon Realm don't? This is interdimensional discrimination!

Needless to say the other gods, demons, immortals, and devils were dumbfounded—even the Demon Lord's group was bewildered.

"Don't know," the Void Lord replied.

The gathered gods, demons, immortals, and devils: "…"

If Xiang Hong were here, he would surely be able to read their innermost thoughts—that expression was exactly like the meme "there's something like MMP in my heart that I don't know whether I should say or not."

The words had barely fallen.

A heart-rending shriek tore across the sky.

"Ah!!!"

Not far from the Void Lord, a god at the Second Step of Divine Might from the Western Cang Realm, after half a day of cultivation, had already reached the Third Step of Divine Might and stepped into the Fourth Step—and then… there was no then. He exploded.

The Void Lord and the others: "…"

The gathered gods, demons, immortals, and devils: "…"

Another Second Step of Divine Mighty had died—still not one from the Void Demon Realm.

Too real.

So it really is discrimination, is it.

"Probably because we're experimental subjects," the Luo Lord guessed.

If there were any difference between the Void Demons and the beings of other realms, the greatest difference was that they were artificially created beings, not born of the world.

"It's possible. We were created by my lord Shuten through the bloodline of 'that side' of the future, belonging to the bloodline of the future Primordial Realm, similar to the Primordial Realm's bloodline—probably because of that," the Xie Lord stated bluntly.

The two of them went back and forth, one line each, without the slightest concealment.

It wasn't that they were foolish to blurt out the secret—it was purely to needle the gods, demons, immortals, and devils of the other realms. Besides, this wasn't much of a secret; they were proud of their identity as experimental subjects.

Maybe it was because watching the show they didn't mind it getting bigger, maybe they wanted to distract the gods, demons, immortals, and devils so they'd burst apart and die, or maybe it was to explain things to the Enlil godhead so that they themselves wouldn't die a wrongful death.

Then, the Demon Lord said:

"Do you think this eruption might be because the Enlil godhead sensed the bloodline on us, and so it erupted?"

As he spoke, they also looked up at the colossal corpse whose power was being drawn off, its eyes closed—whether it had sunk back into slumber or for some other reason, they did not know.

Hearing this, the eyelids of the gathered gods, demons, immortals, and devils twitched.

So you're saying the reason we've ended up in this state is because of you lot?

Unfortunately, they had no way to deal with the Demon Lord's group. Refining and comprehending the supreme spiritual energy already consumed all their focus; they couldn't spare attention for anything else.

"I wonder if my lord Shuten has killed enough gods and demons in the Primordial Battlefield by now—I really want to see my lord Shuten."

"Three thousand gods and demons aren't that easy to kill. Given the agreement between my lord Shuten and my lord Su Daji, he's probably not killing ordinary gods and demons."

"I hope we can get out of this alive. I think with this eruption on the Primordial Battlefield side, my lord Shuten should find it easier to kill enough three thousand gods and demons."

The colossal corpse moved!

The Demon Lord's group had mentioned the Primordial Battlefield, mentioned the eruption on the Primordial Battlefield—and this supreme godhead of ancient Babylonian mythology opened its twin eyes, like the sun and moon hanging together in the sky.

Rolling divine might that shook heaven and earth spread out. He was forcibly suppressing the iron chains' draining of his power, all for the sake of opening his mouth to speak.

"Tell me, what era is this now?"

The surging, supreme spiritual energy upon the earth suddenly halted, its flow slowing, granting all a moment to breathe.

"Now is the Recent Antiquity, under the supremacy of Enlil. Four eras—Primordial Antiquity, Ancient Antiquity, Middle Antiquity, and Recent Antiquity—have passed since the time of the ancient Babylonian myths," the Demon Lord replied without concealment.

With the Demon Lord's answer, the colossal corpse fell silent.

But it was not sleep—it was stillness; its eyes, shining like sun and moon in unison, seemed as if chaos had just formed, and the Dao was gestating within.

A long sigh escaped, bearing the weight of ages transformed, time's sea turned to mulberry fields.

"This sealed slumber has lasted through four eras," the colossal corpse fixed its gaze upon the Demon Lord: "Has the uprising from the Original Battlefield come?"

"We do not know the exact cause of the uprising at the Original Battlefield, but a great war did occur—'those from the other side' came over."

Here, the Demon Lord added:

"By the way, there is another matter that may be related—or may not. We cannot be certain when it occurred, for it erupted upon the river of time."

"In the future, seven Supreme Beings arrived together, crossing the Hangu Pass to enter the past, declaring they would kill Him—only to be stopped and slain by the First Holy Spirit."

Boom—!

Upon hearing this, even the colossal corpse was shaken, its eyes blazing with boundless, supreme radiance.

"The First Holy Spirit... seven Supremes... Is He finally about to awaken? Has the world truly escaped none of this scheme...?"

The colossal corpse murmured, its voice rumbling, carrying a trace of sorrow.