Super God Pet Shop

Chapter 1407 Though I Die, I Will Not Regret

"So what if you know?"

Su Ping stared sharply at it and said, "I heard you were subdued and suppressed by the Heavenly Dao Clan. Is your purpose here to stop me? A dignified Ancestral Witch willingly becomes a prisoner, manipulated by others?!"

"ridiculous!"

The Primordial Dragon Ancestral Witch sneered, "We are carefree and at ease, and our cooperation with the Heavenly Dao Clan is merely a collaboration. What does their rebuilding of Chaos have to do with us? The lives and deaths of you billions of ants are nothing but dust in the endless ages. After the ruins are gone, a new world will emerge. Through countless generations, you ants will rise and fall, while we will live forever!"

"Bullshit about immortality!"

Su Ping laughed in fury, saying, "To put it bluntly, you're just a coward! If it weren't for the Heavenly Dao Clan being able to suppress you, would you willingly obey orders? You're just making a fool of yourself. Is this what the oldest dragons are like? The dragons you've taught only have that domineering aura when looking down on all living beings. In front of the Heavenly Dao, they're nothing but obedient wild dogs!"

Yuanlong Zuwu's eyes darkened, and she said coldly, "Just as sharp-tongued as I remember, but no matter how much you try, it's useless. It's all fate. You're all too naive to think you can pass this test. This time, it's another failure. She won't seek another chance to charge forward!"

"Then go die!!"

Su Ping roared.

His heart was filled with raging anger, like the flames of purgatory in the deepest hell. As an ancestral witch born from the system, she had actually turned against him, which enraged him even more than the Heavenly Dao Clan.

"Unfortunately, you lack the Chaos Godhead, and in my eyes you are nothing but an ant!" the Primordial Dragon Ancestor said indifferently.

From its enormous eyes, as large as the sun and moon, a twisted flame suddenly shot out, making the surrounding void blaze and melting all things. Su Ping felt the chaotic energy all over his body rapidly receding. This was not the divine flame as commonly understood, but some kind of extremely terrifying power capable of destroying all things.

"cut!!"

Su Ping roared suddenly, unleashing his full power. His sword light condensed, transforming into a dazzling rainbow, and he slashed out in a furious burst.

With a loud bang, the sword light exploded, and Su Ping's body was sent flying backward as if struck by a heavy blow.

A huge hole had caved in his chest, and the flesh inside could not regenerate, nor could it be extinguished by the divine flames!

"Do you have a problem with me calling you an ant?" The Primordial Dragon Ancestor looked down at Su Ping, his eyes shining brightly once again, and his gaze shot out.

The combined power of hundreds of universes surged forth in an instant, all within the opponent's mere thought.

Su Ping's pupils contracted, and he hurriedly dodged. Just as his body moved away, the ground beneath his feet cracked open, revealing two bottomless holes.

Su Ping looked up at the Primordial Dragon Ancestor, who was playing with him like a cat toying with a mouse, his face grim. This was not mentioned in the previous intelligence. One of the former Twelve Ancestral Witches was blocking his way, and the gap in strength between the two sides was insurmountable.

Does this mean he's going to fail?

If he fails, it will inevitably affect the system and the other four Ancestral Witches, and may even become the final push on the scales of victory.

"Dao Ancestor!!"

Just as Su Ping was rapidly thinking, shouts suddenly rang out from behind him.

Su Ping looked back and saw figures flying up from the protective shields on the three thousand warships, their imposing aura like planets, radiating an unbearable light.

"Please, Dao Ancestor, do not need to protect us; withdraw your warships!"

"Please, Dao Ancestor, hold off the Primordial Dragon Ancestor! We will deal with the Heavenly Dao Clan and immediately reinforce you!"

"Please, Dao Ancestor, do not concern yourself with us!"

A series of burning thoughts came through, and Su Ping could feel the strong will contained within them. His blood surged, and he felt a sense of sorrow.

But now, he has no choice but to fight with all his might to delay the Primordial Dragon Ancestor.

The purpose of uniting hundreds of millions of races is that this battle cannot be accomplished by Su Ping alone, but requires the efforts of all races.

"What should we do if they withdraw our asylum?"

"We can't withdraw our protection! If we do, we'll all die!"

"Even the Ancestral Witch has come out to stop us! We must run! We definitely can't win!"

"I can't let my mother die here!!"

Besides those voices filled with fighting spirit, among the billions of races inside the three thousand warships, there were also many wails of despair. They knew that once the warships were removed, they would be like willow catkins in the wind, no match for the Heavenly Dao Clan of this Chaos Ancestral Land.

Even their exposure to the air becomes extremely dangerous.

It should be noted that in addition to soldiers, the elderly, women, and children also participated in the battle.

Even those who were physically disabled or severely injured came to the battlefield. This was the ultimate battle concerning life and death, so they held nothing back.

But now, when they actually get to the battlefield, many people feel overwhelmed.

Death was imminent. During the ten thousand years of Su Ping's cultivation, they had come to understand that they had to win this battle; if they failed, all races would perish.

But... when death is imminent, many people still want to back down, choosing to live a little longer rather than live a miserable life.

Many lives were lost with this thought in mind; the warships had not yet been withdrawn, and cries of anguish already filled the air.

"Shut up! You bunch of bastards!"

"In a battle to the death, how can we back down?!"

"If I hear the Way in the morning, I can die content in the evening. Our battle today is not for ourselves, but for the future!"

"Anyone who clings to life and fears death, whoever continues to weep and wail, I will be the first to execute him!"

There was some chaos on the three thousand warships. Those who were determined to fight to the death looked angrily at the wailing other races with a kind of disappointment and contempt.

As Su Ping gazed at the scene, he sensed every detail within the three thousand warships. Seeing those who were burying their faces in their hands and weeping, he felt a complex mix of emotions.

But he felt no anger, only pity.

"Gentlemen, I understand you are unwilling to face death, and so am I!"

"If they could live, who would want to die?"

Su Ping's thoughts were transmitted, flowing word by word into the minds of the billions of races on the three thousand warships. Regardless of race, language, or culture, through the exchange of thoughts and emotions, Su Ping's ideas were automatically translated into meanings they could understand.

"Look at the corpses that came with us."

"They're still fighting!"

"They are remnants of the previous great battle, drifting here for years, waiting for us!"

"If we fail, my will will be reduced to the remains of this place, to accompany them, to await the next great army, to follow them, and to continue the fight!"

"This battle is unavoidable!"

"If we choose to retreat, we will surely die!"

"We will inevitably suffer casualties, but every casualty, every fallen soldier, their blood was not shed in vain!"

"Don't forget why we gathered here, don't forget the deep-seated hatred we carried! Don't forget the homeland we were forced to leave, don't forget we are passionate, burning lives!! We should fight!!!"

Upon hearing Su Ping's words, the billions of races on the three thousand warships stopped their tears and looked at the majestic figure standing before the Primordial Dragon Ancestor.

What courage it takes to face the primordial chaos as a creature born after birth?

Su Ping didn't give up, so how could they?!

"fighting!!!"

An immortal being roared, his fighting spirit raging.

"That's right, I'd rather die than regret it!"

Among the human race, the Crimson Shadow Supreme and the Void Supreme had deep light in their eyes. One by one, they stepped forward, gripping their weapons tightly. They were only at the Dao Heart Realm, and without the protection of the warship, they would face great obstacles. But they would not regret dying!

"elder brother……"

Su Lingyue stood in the crowd like a nobody. No one paid attention to her at the moment, and she did not receive any special favors or preferential treatment because she was Su Ping's younger sister.

Tears streamed down her face, her eyes blurry. Never before had she felt so proud to have such a brother!

She gripped her weapon tightly, gritted her teeth, suppressed all her weakness, and buried herself deep inside her armor. She wanted to unleash all her strength, however small, and give it her all, leaving no regrets!

"fighting!!"

"fighting!!!"

Without anyone noticing who started it, a thunderous roar rang out, stirring up the morale of most of the races on the three thousand warships. Some looked at the children beside them, and the sadness and tenderness in their eyes gradually transformed into a strong fighting spirit.

Such gazes fall upon countless low-level and weak beings. Perhaps each one alone cannot affect the battlefield, but when gathered together, they are enough to create a tiny impetus!

Su Ping took a deep breath. He knew he couldn't hesitate, so he immediately withdrew three thousand warships.

Boom!

The warship transformed, releasing all the people on board, who then turned into streaks of light and sped towards Su Ping.

These warships transformed into universes, like stars scattered across the sky, hovering behind Su Ping.

Holding the divine sword, Su Ping gazed at the Primordial Dragon Ancestor before him. He softly chanted, and figures appeared around him, including the Purgatory Candle Dragon Beast, Er Gou, and Little Skeleton.

"Follow me on this final journey!"

Su Ping said softly.

(End of this chapter)