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Chapter 1405 Login

Watching the followers led by the Ancestral Witch of Tears disappear, the Mother of Chaos turned her head and glanced at the blazing, dazzling planet in the void.

On the planet, a phantom appeared, seemingly nodding gently to her from afar. Then, the entire planet shrank, transforming into a brilliant red light, and flew into the pre-cast passage.

The Mother of Chaos slowly withdrew her gaze and landed on the Weeping Continent before her.

Without the power of the Ancestral Witch of the Fallen to sustain it, this continent will soon collapse. She will send Su Ping off on his final journey here, and this journey will take him to the battlefield of the peak. Whether he lives or dies, she will no longer be able to control him.

on the mainland.

"All celestial beings, heed my command! Aboard my warships, follow me on my expedition!"

Su Ping shouted.

He had already sensed that the two ancestral witch auras that had lingered in the starry sky had disappeared and left this place. They were the Golden Crow Ancestor and the Crying Ancestral Witch. It seemed that they had already set off on their expedition.

Dividing their forces into six routes, Su Ping swiftly conquered the outer territories of the Chaos Ancestral Land. He could not afford to be negligent, otherwise their actions would alarm the Heavenly Dao Clan, making their attack even more difficult.

Soldiers are very fast!

As Su Ping shouted, a series of dazzling universes appeared behind him, one after another, like suns rising from a hundred thousand mountains. The powerful pressure could be felt even across billions of mountains and rivers.

Subsequently, these cosmic entities rapidly changed and coalesced into massive warships, spanning the heavens and the earth.

The warships spanned billions of territories, capable of accommodating countless beings, and floated above the heads of billions of races on the outskirts of the Crying Continent.

A terrifying pressure emanated from the warship, shocking and chilling all races. Was this the power of the Commander of the Heavens?!

Even the most resentful and powerful members of their tribes abandoned their arrogance and conceded defeat, leaving only sighs of regret.

They could sense that these warships, formed from the condensation of the universe, were all made by Su Ping and shared the same aura. This showed that the human ancestor had power approaching that of the Ancestral Witch, able to condense the universe with a single thought!

"Get on the warship!!"

A deafening sound spread.

All races had undergone training and understood the significance of this battle. At Su Ping's command, the strongest among billions of races took to the skies, soaring high into the air and roaring to the heavens:

"Get on the warship!!"

"Get on the warship!!"

The resounding voices echoed from millions, shaking the heavens and the earth. Tribes quickly formed ranks and rows, like locusts or flying ants, and landed on this ancient warship formed from the condensation of an immortal universe.

Countless figures climbed aboard the warships, surrounding and filling them like wasps.

The space inside the warship is infinitely large, enough to accommodate the beings of an entire universe. Three thousand warships are enough to easily hold the billions of tribes on the entire Tiluo Continent.

"We, board the warships, prepare for battle!"

All the human overlords stood solemnly on human territory, summoning all humans together. Those who were weaker or slower were directly moved to their proper places by their power, and in the blink of an eye, they were all in perfect order.

As they boarded the ship, they chose one of the exits and sped away.

Billions upon billions of living beings soared into the sky, a magnificent sight beyond compare.

Every race has billions of lives, and the entire continent of Tiluo is so vast that it is unimaginable, spanning over ten thousand light-years.

Rumble!

These enormous warships, which blot out the sky, are interconnected, with thick chains extending from them as large as planetary mountain ranges. When these chains tremble, the void vibrates in response.

Each chain is a powerful embodiment of the Great Dao. The mere tremor of the chains is enough to shake the Daoist minds of all races, giving them a sense of awe at a divine miracle.

As billions of races from the Crying Continent ascended, many warships gradually filled up, leaving only empty buildings and traces of past life on the vast land, devoid of any living figures, creating a desolate scene.

Su Ping, with his Heavenly Manifestation over the entire Ti Luo Continent, felt a growing sense of solemnity upon seeing this scene. He knew that this battle must be won, or everything would be reduced to ashes, including the billions of races he was now witnessing.

"Set sail!!"

Su Ping gave a soft shout.

On each warship, the sails of time and space were raised, which could block the erosion of the Dao power in the void. Each warship housed dozens of Undying Realm experts, who climbed to various parts of the warship and guarded their respective areas like sentinels. They were the elite force on the warship.

Su Ping's figure soared into the sky, his divine and demonic body, tens of thousands of feet tall, treading through the void, arriving outside the Crying Fall Continent.

He saw the Mother of Chaos waiting for him in the void. Their eyes met, and without any words, they understood each other's feelings and thoughts.

The Mother of Chaos gazed at Su Ping without saying a word.

At this moment, no words matter.

Encouragement? No need.

The instructions that needed to be given have already been given.

Seeing her solemn expression, Su Ping's serious face suddenly changed, and he smiled, saying, "Don't worry too much, we will win this battle, we will definitely succeed!"

The Mother of Chaos moved her lips slightly, but in the end she only nodded slightly.

She knew that Su Ping's words revealed his intentions and determination!

"Let's march!"

Su Ping turned around and swung his arm.

Three thousand ancient, dark blue warships sped across the land of Tiluo, each hundreds of times the size of the sun, dragging a terrifying aura, their chains swaying as they raced through the void.

Su Ping strode towards the passage in the void.

"Live on..."

As the Mother of Chaos watched Su Ping's retreating figure, she suddenly spoke softly.

After she finished speaking, her eyes flickered, as if she were slightly surprised. These three short words had a different meaning.

At that moment, she valued Su Ping's life or death more than the outcome of the war.

Su Ping stopped, but did not turn around. He simply raised his fist, then opened his hand and waved it lightly before striding into the passage.

Rumble!

Three thousand dark blue warships traversed the void, following Su Ping's figure as they sped towards the passage.

The warship carried billions of races and countless beings. Men, women, and children from various tribes were all dressed in military uniforms, ready for battle, with solemn and dignified expressions. Some women and children still had trepidation and tension in their eyes, but they held weapons and treasures with the power of rules in their hands. These were all forged on board and bestowed upon them.

This battle exhausted all the resources of billions of races. All the scarce materials were used to forge weapons and armor, and all the spiritual herbs were used to make elixirs and medicines, all for the sake of this battle.

If we lose this battle, everything will be for naught!

The passage in the void was like a whale's gaping maw, slowly swallowing all three thousand warships. Inside the passage was an accelerated time tunnel, capable of traversing chaos and arriving directly at the ancestral land of chaos.

Su Ping stood solemnly in front of the three thousand warships, his hands behind his back, gazing at the end of the endless passage.

Time seemed to pass in an instant, yet it also felt like ten thousand years. Light appeared at the end of the passage, followed by a dense aura of chaos. The solemnity in Su Ping's eyes instantly turned into a cold ruthlessness, and a murderous intent was revealed.

He rushed out first, taking a step out of the passage.

What appeared before Su Ping was a vast and endless world.

It resembles soil and mist, containing countless strange plants, black, cloud-like mountains that are bizarre and rugged, and bottomless gray lakes that swirl and twist like thick smoke, seemingly containing unknown life forms.

"This is... the Ancestral Land of Chaos."

Su Ping felt the dense aura rushing towards him. If one cultivated here, any race could become a Chaos God or Demon. However, the chaotic aura here was too dense. If one's cultivation was not high enough, one would be eroded and assimilated by this chaotic aura, losing one's physical body and soul, and having all one's essence transformed into chaotic energy.

Simply put, it's reverse absorption.

Su Ping's gaze swept across the area, and his eyes immediately darkened. In the surrounding void, there were actually mutilated corpses floating around.

Some of these corpses were about half the size of a planet, some were as big as mountains, some were just decaying skulls, some were just massive skeletons, some were broken and strange arms, some were severed claws, and some were wings that were broken and riddled with holes...

This place is like a hellish battlefield of corpses.

However, the beings who could leave their bodies here were all powerful beings in life, at least possessing the power of the Dao mind and their bodies entering the Dao, thus ensuring their immortality.

Rumble!

The chains swayed, and three thousand warships were pulled out from the passage. The billions of races on the warships all saw the ancient scene before them, vast and desolate, filled with corpses and death. This was the primordial land of chaos that gave birth to countless gods and demons and created all living beings.

Time is the weakest force here, eroded by the dense chaotic aura that cannot be reversed. But the scene before us makes it easy to see what a terrible battle once took place here!

Su Ping's gaze darkened slightly. He stepped forward, followed by three thousand warships, their chains swaying.

Surprisingly, the corpses floating around Su Ping floated away automatically in front of him, seemingly making way for him. In the area where the three thousand warships passed, the corpses sank, and some even seemed to stick to the bottom of the ships, continuing forward with them.

(End of this chapter)