People are Behind the Scenes, and I Can Do the Material Fusion!

164: The last ancestor!The bright moon hung high, and the moon above Star Dome Old Ancestor’s head suddenly trembled violently.

His expression changed, and he exclaimed,

“Something’s wrong… Look, all the crystals on his chest are shattered. He must have used some kind of suicidal secret art!”

At this moment, high above the sky, Blood Skull was enveloped in violent crimson lightning, his entire body covered in ancient and bizarre Abyss runes, as if he were a demon crawled out from the depths of hell.

He grinned, and with a “crack” his neck twisted in a different direction, the sound of his bones grinding sending shivers down one’s spine:

“I hate two kinds of people—”

“One kind interrupts me when I’m speaking.”

Before his words faded, seven pillars of crimson blood surged from the void, converging behind him into a colossal throne that blotted out the sky.

The moment he plopped down onto it, the space of the entire Tianwu World cracked with a “shatter” like glass, forming countless spiderweb-like patterns.

“As for the other kind…” He narrowed his eyes, his tone chilling,

“Those who stand higher than me.”

In the distance, the Myriad Mirrors Abyss Overlord’s billions of mirrors simultaneously glowed with crimson light, his voice filled with incredulous shock:

“How is this possible? How could an existence like you appear in this world?”

Before he could finish speaking, Blood Skull suddenly reached out and grabbed!

The next second, the mirror surface on the Myriad Mirrors Abyss Overlord’s chest instantly twisted and deformed, a thousand-zhang-wide hole being forcibly torn through it, with blood and fragments splattering everywhere.

“So noisy.”

He coldly uttered two words, his voice like ice picks piercing bones, sending shivers down one’s spine.

The material torn from the mirror fell into his palm, and with a gentle squeeze, he compressed it into a crystal as black as ink.

Casually tossing it into his mouth, he chewed with relish, a series of crisp “crunch, crunch” sounds echoing.

As a horrifying chewing sound continued, dark purple energy liquid slowly flowed from the corner of his mouth.

“Heeheehee!!!”

He threw his head back and laughed, his laughter filled with arrogance and exhilaration, as if the entire world trembled for his return.

And in the distant valley, the Eight Monarchs were trembling.

Lord of Sin watched them, swallowing hard:

“This guy hasn’t gone crazy, has he? Why don’t we find a place to hide first? What if he gets excited from killing and takes us out too!”

The Lord of Deception, next to him, had already opened a small passage and whispered:

“I was just thinking the same thing. Let’s hide first.”

Just as they frantically fled into the passage, another bone-chilling “crunch, crunch” sound came from the sky.

Looking up, they saw Blood Skull actually peeling off the Myriad Mirrors Abyss Overlord’s mirrored body piece by piece, like eating potato chips, sending them into his mouth one by one…

Dark purple energy juice dripped down his chin, each drop like a corrosive agent, etching out small, inky black holes in the void.

“The taste is alright.” He extended his crimson tongue, slowly licking his fangs,

“Much crispier than that Abyss Lord last time.”

The Myriad Mirrors Abyss Overlord emitted a piercing sound of mirror vibrations, billions of shattered mirrors furiously coalescing, but each time they were about to reassemble, they were shattered again by crimson lightning.

Those mirrors that once reflected myriad worlds had now all become Blood Skull’s food platter.

“Don’t hit! I can—”

“Pfft!”

Before he could finish speaking, Blood Skull plunged his arm into the Myriad Mirrors Abyss Overlord’s core mirror, and when he pulled it out, he was clutching a constantly squirming black light sphere.

That was the Myriad Mirrors Abyss Overlord’s soul core, now screaming like a mouse caught by its tail.

On the ground nearby, Medicine Ancestor watched all this with a solemn expression:

“This evil demon is even stronger than we anticipated.”

Star Dome Old Ancestor’s galaxy crown was also cracking little by little:

“Quickly activate the realm’s grand formation! Once he finishes eating this one, it’ll be our turn next!”

Just as everyone fell into despair, black flames suddenly rained down from the sky.

“Boom—”

A colossal foot wrapped in inky black demonic flames shattered the void, and the Abyss Demon God’s three-meter-tall body stepped out of the rift.

The Lord of the End, whom he was holding, had completely demonized, and was now looking at the hellish scene before him with a face full of terror.

“Tsk, a step too late.”

Dark Demon God kicked the mirror fragments at his feet,

“Myriad Mirrors died a truly ugly death.”

“But it’s normal. He was able to survive this long in my hands because of the Myriad Mirrors Abyss’s special rules.”

“Now that the Abyss is gone, and I’ve seized its dominion, it’s not surprising for him to die when he encounters someone stronger.”

Rumble!!!

Suddenly, another earth-shattering roar echoed between heaven and earth.

Another sleeping Old Ancestor was awakening.

Rumble—

The entire Tianwu World seemed to tremble, as a dazzling golden light shot straight into the sky from the far east, tearing apart the heavens blackened by the Abyss and the sea of blood.

Wherever the golden light passed, the shattered space automatically repaired itself as if rewinding, as if time itself had been reversed.

Even Blood Skull’s violent, tempestuous crimson lightning was forced back a few steps.

“What’s going on?!” Medicine Ancestor suddenly turned his head, his eyes filled with shock, his pupils almost shrinking to pinpricks.

At this moment, the crescent moon above Star Dome Old Ancestor’s head suddenly burst forth with dazzling light, his voice trembling with excitement:

“This aura… it’s ‘Tianwu’!”

A golden light streaked through the air, a tall and imposing figure, as if he had walked out of an ancient battlefield.

He wore a simple battle armor, each plate engraved with Dao patterns left from the creation of the world, and in his hand, he held a massive bronze axe, its blade wreathed in chaotic energy, as if it could cleave heaven and earth at any moment.

What was even more shocking was—his face was exactly like the “Martial Ancestor statues” worshipped throughout the Tianwu World!

“Could it be… Martial Ancestor has revived?”

Old Ancestor Qixia’s seven-colored glow violently fluctuated, almost losing control.

The newcomer’s gaze was like a torch, scanning the ravaged land.

When he saw Blood Skull devouring the Abyss Overlord, the bronze axe in his hand instantly let out a deafening dragon’s roar.

“An extraterrestrial evil demon, dares to step foot in my Tianwu World?”

These eight short words made the laws of the entire Tianwu World resonate.

Blood Skull’s chewing motion instantly stopped, and for the first time, a sense of vigilance appeared in his seven shattered eye sockets.

Dark Demon God, however, suddenly burst into laughter: “How interesting! I never thought I’d find what I was looking for as soon as I came out!”

He casually tossed the Lord of the End aside, “I thought it would take some effort, but it just delivered itself.”

Martial Ancestor coldly looked at Dark Demon God, slowly raising his bronze axe:

“The aura of the Abyss… you should also be extinguished.”

With a crack—without any warning, Martial Ancestor’s figure appeared above Dark Demon God’s head, and within the trajectory of the falling axe, the illusory images of three thousand small worlds actually emerged.

“Pfft!”

Before the giant axe even fell, one of Dark Demon God’s massive palms could allow you to depart more swiftly.”