Super God Pet Shop

Chapter 1243 Unstoppable Force (Seeking Subscriptions and Monthly Tickets)

"impossible!"

The seven great families and the five saints were all shocked, their hair standing on end. The Heavenly Monarch among them reacted and instinctively made a quick move. Only when they made their move did they realize that they actually thought that the golden divine ring could not withstand Su Ping's attack!

But they were still too slow. The ear-piercing roar was like millions of bees buzzing in their ears, giving them a feeling of their souls being buzzed.

Then, an extreme scene appeared: the golden light shattered and scattered, as if a small universe had collapsed.

Having lost the cosmic isolation caused by the golden divine halo, their figures reappeared in the space-time within the ancient corpse, in the same space-time as Su Ping. They had a terrifying feeling, as if they had suddenly fallen into a cage of tigers and were living with venomous snakes and beasts.

"Don't stand there, stop him!"

The five saints reacted quickly, unable to help but scream in shock, their voices distorted. The scene before them was too horrifying, beyond their imagination.

At this moment, they suddenly understood why only this Star Lord Realm expert remained. It wasn't that the Holy Son had ignored him, but rather that the Holy Son's power was insufficient to teleport him away!

The others also reacted, and in their shock, they hurriedly took action, unleashing Dao patterns and secret techniques. The Investiture of the Gods world lit up, forming a military formation in an attempt to resist Su Ping.

Su Ping, sword in hand, charged forward once more.

With a loud bang, the entire army trembled with a single strike, and the interconnected world of gods shook as if it were about to shatter.

"Damn it!"

"How can his strength be so great?"

"Is he a deity, or a supreme being?"

Everyone was shocked. At this moment, they simply could not believe that Su Ping was only at the Star Lord Realm. Even the five Saints had some doubts. Could it be that the information they had relied on for so long had gone wrong? If Su Ping was a God-Consecrating Being or a Supreme Being, it would mean that all the information they had collected about Su Ping was a lie.

Could it be that the deity was already on guard against their original planet?

Su Ping gave them no time to think, unleashing sword strike after sword strike. Each strike shook the military formation, making those supporting it feel as if they were being struck by a heavy hammer. Every strike from Su Ping made their hearts pound, as if the world and their bodies were about to collapse at any moment, unbearable to bear.

"stop!"

One of the saints couldn't help but shout angrily, "Do you intend to start a war by yourself alone?"

"If you don't move aside, what if we start a war?"

Su Ping's gaze sharpened, and he suddenly took a step forward. His sword blade swelled, compressing the 38 Dao patterns into 26, shrinking the power of 12 Dao patterns, while its power increased exponentially. His arm bulged, and his violent physical strength and Dao patterns merged into one force, as he slashed furiously with his sword.

With a loud bang, the military formation in front of them suddenly shattered. In an instant, more than 30 deified figures from the seven major families coughed up blood. Some were sent flying backward, some fell to the ground, and others trembled and lost consciousness.

"you!"

The five saints were shocked and furious, not expecting Su Ping to be so crazy. However, they also realized that Su Ping was not yet a Supreme Being. Otherwise, if a Supreme Being attacked in anger, the power would be even more ferocious.

"Block him! We must not let him interfere with the Holy Son!"

The five saints made their move, their bodies radiating pure white holy light. Their snow-white faces became even whiter, and their eyes turned pure white. They released their respective worlds of divine consecration, and these worlds merged and slowly merged into one.

"World integration?"

Upon seeing this scene, Su Ping was taken aback. In that instant, something seemed to strike his mind, and he had a sudden flash of inspiration.

At this moment, the five saints' worlds of divine consecration have been fully merged, transforming into a world with five layers of mirror images, containing terrifying power. Wisps of white light surged from their bodies, merging together as if their bodies were about to melt and form a whole.

"What race are you?"

Su Ping couldn't help but speak up.

The methods of these five saints are too strange; they can even merge the world, and now their bodies are showing signs of merging as well.

You'll know when you die.

The five saints spoke in unison, their voices were identical, as if they had achieved some kind of synchronization.

The next moment, their bodies emulsified into white light and merged together. When the white light dissipated, it revealed a burly giant with ten arms and ten eyes, standing eight meters tall.

Ten pairs of eyes, some cold and some mocking, stared at Su Ping: "Forcing us to unleash the Supreme Scripture, whether you're a Star Lord or a God-Conferred, you'll die without regret!"

Su Ping stared at their world of gods, unmoved by their words, seemingly lost in thought.

"Ten Symbols Heavenly Prison, suppress!"

Seeing that Su Ping was ignoring him, the fused Saint suddenly raised his hand, and holy white light condensed in his palm. Accompanied by the suppression of the Investiture of the Gods world, a terrifying curse power appeared, containing ten Dao patterns, and covered Su Ping.

Su Ping snapped out of his daze and, seeing the gigantic, cursed hand descending upon him, his eyes grew even colder. "If I ever get the chance, I really want to go to the Primordial Star and see just what you Saints are!"

As he spoke, the Dao-patterned sword in his palm twisted, seemingly being reconstructed.

At the same time, a lotus-shaped miniature world appeared behind him, but this time it was an eight-fold miniature world!

The moment the eighth layer of the Chaotic God and Demon Realm rose above the lotus, a hellish aura permeated the entire area. The many gods of the seven great families who had just seen hope were instantly plunged into hell, experiencing a chilling sense of horror and fear that swept through their entire bodies.

An unimaginable aura of antiquity emanated from Su Ping at this moment.

"Slay them!"

Su Ping raised his hand, and the Dao pattern sword in his palm had been reconstructed. Under the power of the Eightfold Small World, he compressed the 26 Dao patterns into 6!

This is the power composed of three Dao runes. At this moment, it is equivalent to each Dao rune being broken down into two Dao patterns!

When they merge into one, that is the true power of the Dao!

At this moment, Su Ping was already infinitely close to the original Dao script!

Before Su Ping could even draw his sword, the Daoist aura emanating from the blade alone gave people a sense of destruction. The characteristics of the three Daoist runes caused many of the God-Sealing cultivators from the seven major families to experience strange phenomena brought about by the Daoist runes: raging flames and distorted void. They seemed to be in a chaotic deep space, where their bodies could be torn apart at any moment.

As Su Ping unleashed his sword strike, the enchanting power that had enveloped them instantly dissipated, including the Dao patterns within it. At the same time, the Saint's fivefold divine world crumbled and shattered in an instant, becoming as fragile as porcelain.

"Parallelism without fusion is a trivial skill!"

Su Ping had already observed that the other party's world of gods was not truly fused; at most, it could only be considered an addition of power, which was five!

If they merge, even if it's just two worlds, the resulting power will be doubled or at least tripled!

If it reaches the third level of the world, its power will increase dramatically, to at least level nine!

This kind of increase is the improvement brought about by the integration, while paralleling is just superposition, and the improvement brought about is limited.

However, these five saints are all top-tier Heavenly Monarchs, comparable to Song Yuan and the others. Their combined power is enough to allow them to sweep through the Investiture of the Gods realm.

"However, this power is still far too ordinary compared to the gods of the ancient times!"

Su Ping traveled through the heavens and knew that the limit of the gods in his universe was far from the limit for gods in other worlds, and could only be considered as average.

As the world of the Investiture of the Gods shattered, the saint's body cracked, and his soul also shattered in an instant. However, it was not completely shattered, but only suffered extremely severe injuries that were difficult to reverse or repair even with the rules of spacetime. The ten eyes on his head widened in shock, unable to believe that such a thing could happen.

"He's not the Supreme Being, so why would he...?"

They couldn't understand why Su Ping, who hadn't reached the Supreme Realm, could fight them and severely injure them with just one strike, almost overwhelming them with power!

However, this power is not the power of the supreme being!

Furthermore, they could see that Su Ping's small world did not possess the aura of divine power and had not yet been strengthened by the divine seal!

Is this the power of multiple small worlds?

"roll!"

Su Ping kicked out, knocking the saint's body over. With a casual wave of his hand, he suppressed the saint, who had lost the power to resist, grabbed him, sealed his body, and took him into the seventh small world, which was also the tribulation realm. The heavenly tribulation here would imprison them, which was also Su Ping's prison realm.

Seeing the Saint defeated and captured by Su Ping, many of the Conferred Gods from the Seven Great Families reacted, trembling and shaking, not daring to even breathe loudly.

At this moment, Su Ping was emanating an overwhelming pressure, which contained a strong sense of bloodlust and killing intent, as if he were a demon god emerging from a sea of ​​blood and a mountain of corpses.

Faced with Su Ping's approach, none of the dozens of conferred gods dared to raise their weapons to fight; they simply kept retreating.

Su Ping glanced at the assembled deities, seeing that they had all lost their will to fight. He snorted coldly, grabbed a Heavenly Lord from the crowd, and said, "Lead the way to that so-called Holy Son!"

On this day, Jun was dragged out by Su Ping like a chick. The shock in his heart made it difficult for him to resist. Facing Su Ping, who was like a giant demon, he felt that the other party could tear him to pieces with the slightest touch.

The strong man's intuition is very accurate, so he did not doubt his senses at all. Despite his inner turmoil, he quickly obeyed.

In less than a second.

Under the guidance of the Heavenly Lord, Su Ping remained in his combined form, sitting atop Xiao Qing's head as they sped along.

Before long, Su Ping passed through some strangely structured brain tissues and arrived at an open space.

There were more than a dozen powerful auras present. Su Ping's approach to the Heavenly Monarch immediately attracted attention. When they saw Su Ping, a stranger, everyone present was stunned.

Su Ping also saw the situation here. There were about a dozen flesh pools, filled with liquid chaotic power. These people were bathing in them, cultivating and absorbing it.

At their center was a hazy, shimmering rift. Through his chaotic eyes, Su Ping saw a vast divine realm within that rift.

"Who is it?"

"Su Ping? That recently rising prodigy!"

"Monk, why did you bring this guy here? Do you want to die?"

A dozen or so people sat in the chaotic flesh pool, but did not come out. Instead, they coldly rebuked the Heavenly Lord who had led Su Ping there.

The Emperor's face turned ashen, and he didn't know how to explain it. He knew that not bringing Su Ping would mean death, but bringing Su Ping would also be a grave crime.

"That commotion just now, could it be that something happened outside?" At this moment, a saint stood up from the chaotic flesh pool, his face somewhat gloomy.

Su Ping glanced around and saw that everyone present was a Heavenly Lord. He showed no fear, his expression cold, and said, "It's just a small matter. The guys you sent to block our way are not very useful. If I'm not mistaken, your Holy Son is in here, isn't he? Is that the Land of Inheritance?"

The place he was pointing to was the divine realm within the pure white crack.

The sage's face darkened, and he asked, "What do you intend to do?"

"Is there even a question? Who wouldn't want the legacy of a cosmic overlord? You actually handed it over to your own holy son; you're practically loyal dogs."

Su Ping spoke with disdain, but his gaze was extremely cold. He suddenly realized that the faces of these saints were all exactly the same. Even if there were differences, they were not significant, and they all had snow-white skin, which looked quite strange.

"Hmph, spouting nonsense! It seems the Divine Court lacks proper upbringing for you!" The saint sneered, then addressed the others immersed in the chaotic flesh pool: "Deal with him first. This person is no simpleton; his physique doesn't seem to be purely human, but rather possesses half chaotic bloodline..."

Upon hearing this, the others couldn't help but gleam with greed as they looked at Su Ping.

They were immersed in this chaotic pool of flesh, not wanting to leave for even a moment, wanting to absorb the chaotic power within and change their bloodline.

The chaotic energy emanating from Su Ping was extremely dense and visible to the naked eye. If Su Ping could be killed and eaten, it would definitely be a great tonic.

That is incorrect.

Su Ping shook his head and said, "Your eyesight isn't very good. I am indeed not a human, but I am not half Chaos Bloodline either; I have a complete Chaos Bloodline."

"kill!"

The saint roared in anger.

The people in the Chaos Meat Pool immediately stood up and charged out. Su Ping glanced at them and saw a total of 12 people: five Saints and seven top Heavenly Monarchs. Judging from the attire of these seven Heavenly Monarchs, they should be the leaders of the seven major families in the Chaotic Starfield, including the leader of the Wolf Fang Clan.

Su Ping's expression was cold and indifferent, showing no mercy whatsoever.

"die!"

Su Ping gathered sword light in his palm and suddenly swept the sword horizontally.

"What?!"

The terrifying sword energy swept across, and the three Heavenly Lords who rushed forward were immediately engulfed by the sword energy. Their God-Sealing World shattered as soon as it was unleashed, proving utterly vulnerable before Su Ping's sword!

This scene also startled the other four, who stopped in their tracks and stared at Su Ping in horror.

At that moment, they all came to their senses and realized the seriousness of the problem.

"Leader, run! This is a monster!" The leader of the Wolf Fangs, one of the four, was startled when he suddenly received a telepathic message from Monk.

"I don't have time for you, get out of my way!"

Su Ping was too lazy to get entangled with these people. That holy son was in the rift and could inherit the complete legacy at any time. Once he inherited it, he would be unable to resist the power of a cosmic overlord and would have to try to seize it or interfere.

Now that things have come to this, backing down is tantamount to suicide.

"Stop him!"

Seeing through Su Ping's intentions, the five saints were furious.

Their bodies emitted a milky white light, attempting to merge, but this time Su Ping was prepared. He suddenly flashed in front of a Saint and fiercely slashed down.

The saint stared wide-eyed at the giant-like Su Ping, seemingly forgetting even to dodge.

(End of this chapter)