Martial Universe: Invincible through lottery, with godlike comprehension from the start.

"Hehe, we really went to great lengths to get him out."

On the shoulder of the Great Heavenly Demon King, one of the demonic shadows looked in Ying Huanhuan's direction and chuckled, "Ice Lord, it's been ten thousand years. How have you been?"

"Great Heavenly Demon King, Four Kings Palace, Five Kings Palace. Hehe... You've all come together quite a bit..." The Lord of Space looked at the suddenly appearing demonic figure, his eyes narrowing slightly before he laughed.

Lin Fan's figure flickered slightly, returning to Ying Huanhuan and Qing Tan's side. He also put away the other avatar, and looked up at the two extra black shadows on the shoulder of the Great Heavenly Demon King opposite him.

He had seen the Five Kings Palace before in the Northern Xuan Region; the remaining unfamiliar faces were naturally the Four Kings Palace of the Demon Prison.

Lin Fan could sense that the newly appeared Four Kings Palace and Five Kings Palace both had experts comparable to those who had survived three cycles of reincarnation.

The Great Heavenly Demon King was even more powerful than the Four Kings Palace and the Five Kings Palace.

"There's no way around it, the Flame Lord is not easy to deal with, otherwise how could we have rescued the Great Heavenly Demon King?" The Four Kings Palace smiled slightly and said.

"That guy you were talking about has caught up," the Lord of Space replied with a smile.

As he finished speaking, a silver light suddenly flashed not far away, and then two figures slowly walked out from it, namely Yan Zhu and Lin Dong.

At this moment, the Flame Lord's hair was slightly disheveled, and his complexion was not good, obviously indicating that he had just experienced a rather fierce battle.

Lin Dong, standing beside the Flame Lord, also looked somewhat disheveled, his face pale, his clothes torn, and bloodstains visible on his exposed arms.

Yan Zhu's gaze swept over Lin Fan and Ying Huanhuan, and he said with some helplessness, "We were caught off guard and they rescued the Great Heavenly Demon King."

Ying Huanhuan nodded slightly but didn't say anything.

Lin Dong also looked somewhat ashamed, feeling extremely resentful for failing to stop the Great Heavenly Demon King from emerging.

Lin Fan patted his shoulder and chuckled, "Don't overthink it. That guy may have escaped, but he'll die in our hands sooner or later."

"Oh my, it's been so many years since it's been this lively..." The Lord of Space had a smile plastered on his face, showing no sign of being about to face a great battle.

The Four Kings Hall smiled as they looked at Ying Huanhuan and the others, then counted on their fingers and said, "It seems we have the advantage in numbers. It looks like today is a good opportunity to deal with you."

In the eyes of the Four Kings Palace, their opponents are the Lord of Space, the Lord of Flame, and Ying Huanhuan. As for Lin Fan and Lin Dong, in their opinion, they are still somewhat lacking.

Of course, the main reason is that he has not yet faced Lin Fan in a direct confrontation.

"Haha, so what if we have the numbers? How could I be left out at a time like this?"

Just then, a thunderous laugh suddenly resounded throughout the world, and the Primordial Tower burst forth with a dazzling purple-gold light.

A purple-gold light burst forth from the top of the ancient tower, illuminating the entire ocean within a thousand miles and making it sparkle.

Meanwhile, the demonic energy brought by the Great Heavenly Demon King in the sky was quickly forced back under the illumination of this light.

Sunlight suddenly poured down from the sky again.

At the top of the Primordial Tower, amidst the purple-gold light, an enormous figure slowly emerged.

That figure expanded at an astonishing speed, eventually reaching a size of ten thousand feet, no smaller than the Great Heavenly Demon King.

Chapter 509 Each with their own agenda, a temporary halt to the fighting! [Please continue reading]

When the Three Kings Palace and the others saw the enormous figure in the purple-gold light, the eyes of the "Lord of the Primordial World" narrowed slightly.

"Humph!"

The Great Heavenly Demon King also unleashed a deep roar from its ferocious maw, and as its demonic energy surged, it repelled the ten-thousand-foot-long purple-gold light.

"You wretched creature, you're really tough, you still can't die even after all this," the Lord of the Primordial World said, shaking his head as he looked at the Great Heavenly Demon King, his words tinged with regret.

Back then, they went to great lengths to severely damage the Great Heavenly Demon King and finally suppress him, but unexpectedly, he still managed to escape.

"Back then, it was all a trick by you. Otherwise, it's hard to say who would have lost!" The Great Heavenly Demon King's gloomy voice echoed in the sky.

"If you're not convinced, we can have another fight now," the Primordial Lord said, his enormous eyes fixed on the Great Heavenly Demon King, his massive body radiating an astonishing fighting spirit.

The Three Kings Hall glanced deeply in Lin Fan's direction and said calmly, "There will always be an opportunity, but not now! When that time comes, we don't intend to let you go."

The Three Kings Palace had just clashed with Lin Fan and was well aware of the current situation; they were at a disadvantage.

The Great Heavenly Demon King has just escaped suppression and his strength has not yet fully recovered. Furthermore, the Two Kings Palace and the Heavenly King Palace are not present. If a battle were to break out now, they would likely find themselves in a passive position.

"At that time, we might not let you cowards get away with hiding your true colors!" the Flame Lord said slowly.

"Lord Yan, it's not good to speak so confidently now," the Fourth Prince sneered, his eyes filled with an extremely sinister killing intent.

"This time, it seems you're the ones who will lose. And we won't give you any chance to turn the tables. This plane will eventually fall under the control of our alien demon race!"

"Is that so? I'd love to try," the Lord of Space said with a smile, his silver eyes gleaming with a cold light.

The two sides faced off, their immense auras surging distinctly. They were practically the strongest beings in this world, and the lives and deaths of countless creatures in this plane were in their hands.

"There will be opportunities, but let's wait for now. You want to wait for the Ice Lord to fully awaken, and we want to wait for the Heavenly King Palace to be fully restored. Then, we can settle the ancient grudges!"

Sanwangdian glanced at Ying Huanhuan, then turned and said, "Let's go!"

As the voice faded, the Three Kings Palace waved his sleeve, unleashing a torrent of demonic energy that transformed into a massive vortex in the sky.

As the vortex spun, their figures were completely swallowed up, and the overwhelming horde of alien demons below also rushed in like locusts.

The vortex of demonic energy spun rapidly before quickly dissipating. As these beings departed, the demonic energy that had enveloped the area also receded rapidly, and warm sunlight once again poured down from the sky, illuminating the island.

Seeing this, Lin Fan hesitated slightly and did not continue to make a move.

Although his battles with the Three Kings Palace, the Six Kings Palace, the Eight Kings Palace, and the Ten Kings Palace were brief, they were quite taxing, leaving him with about 60% of his peak strength.

In addition, the Lord of the Primordial Era has just emerged and may not have recovered to his peak yet. Compared with the Ice Lord back then, Ying Huanhuan now is probably still quite different.

If a full-scale war were to break out now, even if they were to win, it would only be a Pyrrhic victory.

Lin Fan did not want the Flame Lord, the Primordial Lord, and the Space Lord to fall into a deep sleep again, just like they did back then, and he did not want to see Ying Huanhuan get hurt.

It can be said that neither side is currently prepared for a decisive battle.

Lin Fan had already made up his mind. Next, he would enter the Ancestral Palace and go into seclusion inside the statue to advance his spiritual power cultivation to the Divine Palace Realm. Then, he would seek Ling Qingzhu's help to find the Plane Embryo.

By then, his strength will have been comprehensively enhanced, and he will have mastered the Plane Embryo. He will be able to crush all the Demon King Palaces and even the Demon Emperors with an overwhelming advantage, thus preventing a tragedy from occurring.

The Lord of Flame, the Lord of Space, and the Lord of the Primordial Era, among others, clearly did not want to engage in a decisive battle at this time, and therefore did not attempt to force the Three Kings Palace and its members to stay.

As the demons retreated and the sky cleared, the giant body of the Primordial Lord rapidly shrank, transforming into a towering figure about two zhang tall.

His skin shimmered with a purplish-gold light, emanating an indescribable sense of power. If we were to judge solely by physical strength, this Lord of the Primordial World would probably be the number one person in the world.

"Hehe, thank you for protecting me this time," the Lord of the Primordial World looked at Lin Fan and cupped his hands in a smile.

Lin Fan smiled and said, "Senior, you are too kind. Faced with the alien demons, we should naturally stand together against the common enemy and help each other."

"Haha, well said!" The Lord of the Primordial World laughed heartily upon hearing this.

The Lord of Space looked at Lin Fan with great satisfaction.

Yan Zhu had mixed feelings. Because of Ying Huanhuan, he originally harbored some hostility towards Lin Fan and did not think highly of him.

However, to his surprise, Lin Fan had already reached the same level as him in just a few months.

Even more so, the Flame Lord felt a faint sense of oppression from Lin Fan.

The Flame Lord gave Lin Fan a deep look, slowly composed himself, turned to Ying Huanhuan, and said, "Perhaps the Thunder Lord and the Dark Lord will also arrive later."

Lin Fan raised an eyebrow, not surprised at all. "Let's go to the island and wait for them."

Upon hearing this, Yan Zhu and the others looked at Ying Huanhuan, who nodded slightly and then pulled Lin Fan towards the island.

The three Yan Lords watched the two figures from behind, their eyes flickering for a moment.

The three exchanged glances and then quickly followed.

"Brother Lin Fan, wait for us!" Qing Tan called out, and together with Lin Dong, they quickly rushed towards Lin Fan's direction.

The island of Wuhui was in chaos due to the previous great battle.

Lin Fan and his group went directly into the pavilion in the center of Martial Arts Island.

Then, some leaders from the Tianfeng Sea also came in. However, when they looked at the group of people in the pavilion, their eyes were filled with awe, and they dared not get too close.

Clearly, they had also witnessed the birth of the Lord of the Primordial World, and the other figures were no less imposing than the Lord of the Primordial World. They vaguely guessed some clues, and their hearts were filled with turmoil!

After all, these are all top-tier powerhouses who have shone throughout history...

The group sat idly in the pavilion without exchanging words, creating a somewhat quiet atmosphere.

Qingtan's large eyes swept over the Flame Lord, the Space Lord, and the Primordial Lord, a hint of curiosity flashing in them.

Ying Huanhuan sat beside Lin Fan, her long, ice-blue hair cascading down her slender waist. Her jade-like fingers gently twirled a strand of hair.

The three, including Yan Zhu, remained silent, seemingly lost in thought.

Seeing this, Lin Dong became slightly nervous, while Lin Fan himself remained seated quietly in his chair, as immovable as a mountain.

"They've arrived." This silence lasted for a full hour before Ying Huanhuan finally raised her cheek slightly and looked into the distance with her beautiful eyes.

Chapter 510 Two Ancestral Palaces? A Discussion on the Alliance! [Please Read On]

As her voice faded, a faint rumble of thunder suddenly sounded in the distance.

Immediately afterwards, a bolt of lightning streaked across the sky and appeared inside the building in an instant.

Lin Fan recognized the person at a glance as the Thunder Lord he had met in the Northern Xuan Region.

Not long after the Thunder Lord appeared, the previously bright sky suddenly darkened for a moment.

Sensing the dark aura, Qingtan couldn't help but let out a soft exclamation.

The darkness lasted only a short breath before Lin Fan and the others saw a figure dressed in black soft armor appear in an empty seat in the building.

She sat lazily in the chair, raised her unusually deep black eyes, glanced at everyone, and then fixed them on Ying Huanhuan. Only then did a smile appear on her face. "Junior Sister, it's been a long time. Did you miss your senior sister?"

This beautiful figure was none other than the Dark Lord, one of the eight ancient rulers.

Ying Huanhuan looked at the Lord of Darkness, a flicker of emotion appearing in her icy blue eyes, and said softly, "It's good that Senior Sister is alright."

"I'm not one of those fools, how could anything happen to me?" The Lord of Darkness said with a smile, then glanced at Lin Fan beside her, a look of surprise flashing in her eyes, "Not bad, kid. At such a young age, you've already survived three cycles of tribulation and caught up with our level."

Lin Fan smiled and said, "I was just lucky, it was just a bit of luck."

The Lord of Darkness smiled, not continuing the topic, and turned to look at the Lord of Flame to the side, asking, "Has the Great Heavenly Demon King been rescued?"

Upon hearing this, the Flame Lord nodded somewhat helplessly.

“We were outmaneuvered by the unprepared; we were outmaneuvered,” said the Lord of Space.