The Heaven-shattering: Starting from the Ancient Times

Chapter 293 The First Ancestors Appear
Above the sacrificial sea, an inexplicable wind blew up, tearing the sky apart and splashing blood-red waves.

A wave is an incomplete world. Between illusion and destruction, it explodes and becomes a wave.

The vast worlds one after another were constantly rising and falling, and the entire sacrificial sea was not calm, but was filled with brilliant golden light.

Chen Zhao stood on the sacrificial sea, looking in the direction of the Ertu Plateau.

The battle was so fierce that the sea was shaken, as if it was going to be destroyed, and it set off huge waves with waves bursting. It was too horrifying.

The strange and ominous power was burned away, and the sea sacrifice regained a brief clarity.

Deep in this bloody ocean, there is an altar, so grand that the surrounding waves have become calm, everything is still, and it cannot be touched.

Scenes from the past and present appear before my eyes, and on this altar, I seem to hear the roar of time.

This is the altar where the strange clan offers sacrifices. All their past enemies have been sacrificed on this ancient altar.

This altar may seem to have no great fluctuations, but it contains patterns of supreme majesty, which show that the altar is not simple.

Whether it is the altar, the coffin, or the furnace, they are all related to the person in the past.

Chen Zhao had no intention of moving the altar, but instead glanced in the direction of the Ertu Plateau.

On the Ertu Plateau, all the strange creatures were stunned and could not believe what they saw.

Especially the few remaining Immortal Emperors of the Weird Clan felt dazed and like they were in a dream.

The fall of the supreme and invincible ancestor made them feel absurd.

It was obvious that the original ancestor wanted to suppress this variable, but in the blink of an eye, the person who died became the original ancestor.

The brilliant golden light shines through eternity, dispelling the strange and ominous fog.

The entire strange tribe felt incredible. In the past, they had always been invincible and swept across the world. No evolved civilization could be their opponent.

Anyone who dares to disobey their clan will be killed in a bloodbath, even if they are the last living creature on the road.

Now the outcome has been reversed, and their clan has suffered heavy losses in this battle.

Even when fighting against God, only all living beings died.

Now even the ancestor has fallen. Such a result is unacceptable to them.

"Why didn't the ancestor resurrect in the ancestral land?"

A strange Immortal Emperor felt puzzled and expressed his doubts.

"Could it be that the ancestor has been silenced forever?" Another strange Immortal Emperor couldn't help but speak up and expressed his guess.

The ancestor was silenced forever?

How is this possible? He is a powerful being who is above everyone else, how could he be killed so easily?

Even if they die, the mysterious ancestral land can help them reverse the situation, restart the situation, and walk out of the ancestral land again in full strength.

Now that the ancestor has fallen, there has been no movement.

Does this mean that the ancestor has fallen?
The remaining few strange Immortal Emperors thought of this at the same time, but they did not dare to think further.

This is too absurd. The ancestor has been put into eternal silence.

This means that you will never be able to return, and even your ancestral land cannot be revived.

Is this variable really that terrifying? Even the ancestor will fall at its hands.

The ancestor was awakened by the so-called dream, and in the end, he really died because of the dream.

Such an unexpected change was unimaginable. "Why bother? You can't change anything. You are just a moth flying into the flame. Your origins are indeed beyond our expectations."

"Even the three great ancestors of our clan died at your hands. This is the greatest shame since the birth of our clan."

"I don't know where you borrowed this power from, but it doesn't belong to you. When it dissipates, you will die."

Deep in the Ertu Plateau, a strange aura was spreading, a vast and powerful force was steaming and cracking, and figures were emerging from it, one after another.

Some are as dry as firewood, while others are covered with hair, as if evil spirits are reviving and awakening from the depths of this cursed land.

For a moment, the heaven and earth were shaking, the plateau was roaring, as if it was about to explode, and the infinite avenue turned into one divine chain after another.

The entire space and time became unstable, and only seven vague and tall figures appeared deep in the plateau.

Whether it is the Ertu Plateau or the rest of the dark universe.

All the strange races were shocked, and then trembled, kneeling down involuntarily, and couldn't help but kowtow!
They became devout pilgrims, expressing their reverence and trembling worship to the unknown source.

Even the weird Immortal Emperor of the weird tribe looked towards the deepest part of the evil land with expressions of horror in his eyes.

This deepest part seems to be separated from the outside area by an infinite ancient history. For countless years, no one except the ancestor knew what was inside.

They only knew that it was the resting place of the ancestor. Even though they were the last living beings, they were not qualified to get close to it in the past.

Every time he would bend down and listen to the teachings of the ancestor.

In the past, when the ancestor appeared and the woman rushed to the plateau, several ancestors appeared and strangled her on the plateau.

As time passed, although the Weird Immortal Emperor knew that the ancestral land was unfathomable, he had never imagined that there were so many sleeping creatures in the ancestral land.

Although three of the ancestors died, this result still made the weird Immortal Emperor present tremble in his heart.

There actually were ten great ancestors; this was something they had never known before.

When their clan was at its peak, there were ten living beings who shocked the heavens and the worlds and were invincible throughout history.

I originally thought that there were only a few ancestors, but I didn’t expect that after several ancestors died, seven more ancestors appeared.

Including the several ancestors who died, the number of ancestors of their clan actually exceeded the extreme number "nine".

Seven ancient coffins lay across the plateau, shining behind the seven figures and providing them with great power.

The Weird Immortal Emperor felt cold all over and felt very dreamy.

At this moment, the plateau was filled with an ominous force and was extremely dull.

What secrets does the ancestral land have that there are actually ten ancestors lurking there.

"Do you know why the number of our ancestors is equal to that of all the living beings like you?"

One of the ancestors saw the doubts of those strange immortal emperors.

The Weird Immortal Emperor fell silent. For countless years, even in the brightest era, the number of living beings always remained in the dozens.

Although they can be resurrected with the help of their ancestral land after their death in battle, there are sometimes exceptions where they will be killed by powerful enemies and be completely annihilated forever.

But after a long time, there will always be newcomers to fill the gaps left by all the living beings on the road.

"You are the seeds and hope, and our successors, corresponding to the ten of us. If something unexpected happens to us one day, you can fill the vacant position of the ancestors and become the new ancestors."

One of the ancestors explained, "Now that those three have fallen, three of you will be able to fill the vacancies and become the new ancestors."

A secret was revealed from the mouth of this strange ancestor.

(End of this chapter)