Chapter 290: The peak battle, the gods are terrified, the Supreme awakens! Self-detonation!

The great war erupts!

All the powerful gods of the All-People God Plane evolve numerous divine abilities and great laws, as if infinite power of the Great Dao is converging.

The River of Time and Space is pulled by it, as if transforming into a world-destroying millstone; dimensions are brought to nirvana, turning into boundless extinction, and even individual space-time nodes appear incomparably tiny before the giant figures of the gods.

It is as if they are playthings, driven at will, molded at random, and constructed into layers of profound divine abilities. It is as if the power of the heavens is gathered, as if the myriad worlds are being squeezed and condensed, giving birth to infinite great destruction.

Rolling, thunderous roars erupt, as if suppressing the ages of the past and present, as if sweeping through the long expanse of time and space.

As vast amounts of misty energy burst forth, they transform into a rainbow reaching the heavens, as if piercing through time, space, and the universe. The sky is filled with colorful mists, as if glowing with brilliant rosy light, with purple energy surging to the heavens.

Although dazzling and gorgeous, as if the most beautiful thing in the world, it contains unimaginable, extreme offensive power. Even a single wisp of its aura is enough to make time and space tremble, to make the ages twist, as if it could annihilate everything in the world.

Furthermore, boundless divine bodies, like demons and gods, stand within the River of Time and Space—ancient and tracing back to the source, primitive and eternal. Time and space form branches beneath their feet.

Time becomes a gauze garment, space falls as divine light; time and space permeate, and the world transforms into grains of crystal-walled quanta to strengthen their physical bodies. The violent and majestic power of their blood energy shakes the eternal time and space.

Countless energy mechanisms have traced back through time and space, crossing dimensions, permeating and enveloping the entire River of Time and Space, as if covering everything from the root and concept, as if sealing and locking it at the very source of all things.

Terrifying and peerless, supreme and boundless.

The entire All-People God Plane is shaking, trembling.

Even the River of Time and Space is difficult to stabilize, difficult to withstand this battle originating from the giants of two top-tier planes. Hundreds of millions of boundless time-space dimensions seem to raise stormy waves, as if vast amounts of mist are being exhaled, and the source of countless time-space dimensions is evaporating.

In just an instant, it has swept across over hundreds of millions of time-space dimensions, and the majestic figures of the giants of the two worlds are clearly reflected in countless nodes and dimensions.

With every movement, they make hundreds of millions of trillions of stars tremble, causing the boundless universe to roar.

The universe, the cosmos, and the myriad phenomena of the world all seem to be able to turn into their assistance, transforming into terrifying sources that converge upon the bodies of the numerous gods, and then evolve into even more majestic power to be unleashed.

Facing the blockade and suppression of numerous attacks and great offensive arts, the giants of the Primordial World blink their eyes, their expressions remaining calm. Not only do they not resist, but they instead accelerate their speed, beginning to plunder the source of the endless time-space.

Resist?

What is the necessity of resisting?

And what is the meaning of resisting?

As long as one does not enter the Supreme of the Heavens, it is difficult to truly cause harm to the giants of the Primordial World.

When all is said and done, their sources are all fused into the root, and all are governed by the Supreme. Unless their life level reaches a leap, reaches a point of crushing, then wanting to harm the giants of the Primordial World is just wishful thinking and daydreaming.

Do they really think the root Supreme is a joke?

The effect these attacks can achieve is merely to consume some of their Dao fruit power, forcing them to resurrect. Even their source cannot suffer any damage. This is the terror of the current strength and status of Hongjun and the others.

And so, in the shocked eyes of all the gods, Hongjun and all the Primordial giants offer no resistance. Their physical bodies, true spirits, and Dao fruits are all annihilated, as if everything has returned to ruins, and even their life aura has dissipated, as if they have completely fallen.

Yet, in the very next instant, they resurrect directly, reappearing in their original spots and immediately continuing to frantically plunder the source.

Just like locusts passing through, they do not waste a single moment, nor do they delay a single effort. It is as if they have pushed their speed to the limit; each one is giving their all, frantically plundering.

All the Primordial giants are very clear and understand that the true powerhouses of this world, the Supreme existences standing at the peak of the heavens, have not yet made a move.

This is a rare opportunity, so naturally, they must seize the time; otherwise, it will be troublesome once the Supreme existences awaken and act.

By then, the amount of source they can plunder will be much less, so they must save time and cannot have any delays. They must be as fast as they can, ensuring not a single moment is wasted.

Otherwise, they would have to wait for a period of time, wait for the next opportunity to come and plunder.

"???"

The gods.

Stunned.

All of them were stunned.

A group of gods looked blank, their brains slightly crashed, almost unable to process the turn of events. A strange feeling permeated their hearts, making everyone feel that it was strange to the extreme, strange to the point of being hair-raising.

Not resisting at all, not paying any attention at all, just frantically plundering the source and devouring time and space?

This is something no human would ever do.

Are they crazy? Do they really want money over their lives?

It's like someone robbing your house, stealing things right in front of your face, and then you, in a fit of rage, take a knife and frantically stab them, but they remain indifferent, not only ignoring you but continuing to steal while bleeding.

Can you not be panicked?

Can you not feel creeped out?

Unless they are rule-based lifeforms, who wouldn't feel creeped out? The powerhouses of the All-People God Plane are naturally the same.

"Who on earth are you, and what are you trying to do!?"

A powerhouse of the All-People God Plane could not help but speak up.

Although others did not speak, they all stared fixedly at the Primordial giants, clearly wanting to know the answer as well.

See, they even stopped their attacks, all waiting for the Primordial giants' reply.

Regarding this, the result is self-evident.

It would be a ghost if the Primordial giants paid any attention. They were all overjoyed, and thus, their plundering speed became even faster.

Ask?

You can ask all you want; if we answer, we lose.

Aren't these just a bunch of big fools? They couldn't ask for more.

With this time, they could completely plunder more sources. Time waits for no one; they must seize the time.

"???"

A group of All-People God Plane powerhouses.

"Madmen, madmen, these people are absolutely crazy. Could it be that there is some taboo power or some old friend manipulating them from behind the scenes? What is this for!?"

One by one, the gods looked at the Primordial giants with complex expressions, as if they had seen a ghost. A hint of pity even appeared in their eyes, and whispered words came from their mouths.

Pitiful, sad. This looks like they are being controlled; otherwise, they wouldn't be so crazy as to not even want their lives.

Tsk tsk, they are powerhouses in their own right, yet now they have fallen to such a state. All the powerhouses of the All-People God Plane felt a sense of sorrow.

"Forget it, forget it. We are all fellow travelers, and all pitiful people in this cage. Let's take them down first and see if we can find the reason for their madness."

"This matter also involves us. If they can be like this today, who's to say we won't become like this in the future? We must figure out what is going on."

"If we can avoid hurting them, then don't hurt them. Try to control them as much as possible; they are also innocent."

A powerhouse of the All-People God Plane sighed and said slowly.

"Good."

"Good."

"Good."

The powerhouses nodded, all in agreement. Those who were originally annoyed and angry also calmed down after seeing the Primordial giants in such a 'miserable' state. See, even their gathering of energy became much weaker, thinking of holding back a little.

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After all, they are powerhouses in their own right, and their cultivation bases are not weak, yet they have fallen to this state, actually being controlled by unknown existences.

This naturally made all the powerhouses of the All-People God Plane feel a sense of empathy, as well as wariness and sorrow. It is natural to have this thought, so there is no need to say more.

Primordial Plane, Creation Cave Heaven, in the small pavilion of the Immortal Pond.

Taking a slow sip of tea, Li Mo gazed into the void with deep eyes, his expression turning somewhat strange as he watched the scenes within the current plane of universal deities, a playful smile also appearing at the corners of his mouth.

"Heh, this is interesting."

With a light laugh, Li Mo shook his head, feeling unable to laugh or cry. Even he had not expected such a situation to occur; it was truly dramatic.

He is now a bit curious about what kind of expression the supreme powerhouses of the All-People God Plane will have after they awaken and see this situation. The scene will definitely be beautiful; he is already a bit impatient.

"Oh? Are they about to wake up?"

Seemingly sensing something in the dark, runes flashed in Li Mo's eyes, as if gathering the profoundness of the root. With one glance, he seemed to see through everything, peeking into everything, and immediately took in some subtle changes.

As whispered words came from his mouth, his fingers pinched slightly, and a sharp light flashed in Li Mo's eyes. "Since that is the case, the matter here is also coming to an end..."

Just as he was speaking, seemingly noticing something, a cold color flashed in Li Mo's eyes, and he looked toward another part of the void.

BOOM!!!

An invisible roaring sound spread, as if bursting forth with large amounts of mist and profoundness, as if infinite immortal flowers were flying, piercing through the void, as if crossing hundreds of millions of territories.

Vaguely, one could see the phantom of a magnificent and mysterious plane flickering in and out. With every breath, colorful rays of light erupted, as if large amounts of mist were permeating, and vast immortal light and boundless divine charm swept across.

Deep as if piercing through time and space, as if stretching through endless ages, a vague supreme charm fluctuated from within, as if unfathomable, as if transcending the myriad worlds, as if not existing in the heavens, as if overlooking the changes of the heavens.

This is... the Supreme Primordial Projection Plane!

"The time has not yet come, and it is not the right moment, so, don't be so anxious."

With a calm face, Li Mo waved his hand, and numerous authorities were added, supreme profoundness rising. In an instant, cause and effect, concepts, fate, and many others were erased and shielded by Li Mo, and the phantom of the Supreme Primordial Projection Plane immediately began to dissipate.

The timing is not yet right. The current Primordial World cannot yet face the Supreme Primordial Projection Plane, and cannot face it. After all, the Primordial World still needs to grow. Want to probe the bottom of the Primordial World?

Then, wait a little longer.

As for now, Li Mo will not agree.

If he does not agree, wanting to peek? It is nothing but wishful thinking.

"After watching these last two plays, it's time to go into seclusion..."