Eschatological System

Yanshen Lake is the Holy Land of Emperor Yan's gods and demons. The deep blue lake water exudes a faint pressure. These lake waters are formed by the condensed radiant divine power. When the breeze blows, it seems that light blue flames are rippling on the burning lake.

It has been four years since Ke Bei entered Yanshen Lake!

The energy needed to break through to the fifth level of the Eighty-Nine Mysterious Art is simply too vast. After four years of crazily devouring it without sleep, it is still far from the fifth level of the Eighty-Nine Mysterious Art.

Buzz~~

Suddenly, ripples suddenly appeared on the calm lake surface, and the ripples rolled up water waves, forming a vortex in one place on the lake surface.

boom!

A blue-black water column soared into the sky, and a sturdy body over twenty-three feet tall stepped on the water column, exuding terrifying fluctuations all over its body, and that fluctuation seemed to have reached the perfection level of the fourth-turn world master!

"Four years...only four years!"

The sturdy body frowned slightly, as if very dissatisfied.

Those who can step into the Yanshen Lake are all geniuses of the Yandi God and Demon Clan. The first time they stepped into the Yanshen Lake and devoured energy for four years, their strength has reached the level of the world master of the fourth turn, which can only be considered average. The young genius was naturally a little dissatisfied.

"Brother Mingwu is the most talented young man in this generation. I don't know how long he can last?"

Looking at the gradually calming lake, the sturdy figure thought of it with a little expectation.

boom! boom! boom!

In just a moment, another thirteen jets of water shot up into the sky. The eighteen young geniuses of the Emperor Yan God and Demon Clan persisted for four years, and fourteen of them reached the level of the world master of the fourth turn!

The Yandi gods and demons are ranked twenty-seventh among the three thousand gods and demons. Naturally, their talents are very strong, but there are hardly many who have made such a leap in strength.

The geniuses of the Yandi Gods and Demons can step into the Yanshen Lake for the first time when they are 300 million years old, and they can step into the Yanshen Lake for the second time when they are about to reach adulthood at the age of 1.6 billion. One chance to step into Yanshen Lake is when the 1.6 billion-year-old is about to reach adulthood!

If the talent is strong, stepping into the Yanshen Lake twice before becoming an adult, it is very possible to become a complete powerhouse of the eighth rank master realm!

Yandi god and demon. Ordinary clansmen, when they were adults, were the masters of the seventh-rank world master state, and those whose strength reached the eighth-rank world master state were all elites!

the whole tribe,

Only the leader, Ming'an, has reached the perfection of the master realm of the Nine Revolutions Realm!

ninth year. The calm surface of the lake was once again filled with waves. Three jets of water shot up into the sky, and three young geniuses of the Emperor Yan God and Demon Clan stood on the jets of water, with a faint smile on their slightly immature faces, and an unconcealable look of joy between their brows.

nine years. The main realm of the five-turn world is complete!

This kind of talent is very rare in the entire Yandi God and Demon Clan. All three of them have achieved such achievements, so they are naturally happy. They are very likely to become elite members of the Yan Emperor God and Demon Clan.

Generally speaking. Within a hundred epochs of the Yandi God Demon Clan, it is possible to have a powerhouse who has completed the rank eight realm master realm. After endless years of accumulation, there are only nine members of the Yandi God Demon Clan who have the complete strength of the rank eight realm master realm!

Those three young geniuses from the Yandi God and Demon Race have persisted for nine years since they first stepped into the Yanshen Lake. They have the hope of becoming the masters of the eighth-rank world and the consummation powerhouse. Of course, there is only hope. Is it so easy to achieve the main realm of perfection?

This time, there were 18 young geniuses from the Yandi God and Demon Clan who followed Ke Bei into the Yanshen Lake, and 14 of them only persisted for four years. The strength has reached the consummation of the world master realm of the fourth rank, and the three of them have persisted for nine years, and their strength has reached the consummation of the master realm of the fifth rank... There is still one person who has not yet appeared. The dark dark crow is still at the bottom of Yanshen Lake!

"Boss Mingwu hasn't come out yet?"

"Tsk tsk, the boss's talent is the strongest. Let's wait again!"

The seventeen young geniuses of the Emperor Yan God and Demon Clan sat cross-legged by the Yanshen Lake, quietly waiting for Mingwu.

"Huh? Where's that fellow from the Star God and Demon Clan?"

Suddenly someone thought of Ke Bei, the boy from the star gods and demons who was nothing but rubbish in their minds!

"Who knows? He must have walked out of Yanshen Lake a long time ago!"

"How can the talent of the star gods and demons compare with ours? Even the geniuses of the stars and gods and demons. It's pretty good to be able to swim in the Yanshen Lake for a year."

"Yes, that guy must have left long ago."

Seventeen youths from the Yandi God and Demon Clan were talking with each other. The words are quite disdainful.

The star gods and demons rank one hundred and eighth. Ordinary people only have the perfect strength of the three-turn world master. Even the greatest leader of the star gods and demons is only a seven-turn world master. The ordinary Yandi gods and demons are comparable, and it is not difficult for these young geniuses of the Yandi gods and demons to disdain Ke Bei.

On the edge of Yanshen Lake, Baku, an old man in a black-robed minibus, heard the youngsters' discussions, but a wry smile overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and he shook his head slightly. He has been standing by the Yanshen Lake, so he is naturally very clear about one thing. It has been nine years since Bei stepped into Yanshen Lake, and he has not come out yet!

"These little guys are too ignorant, let Chi Wanyan frighten them well, and let them know that talent doesn't mean everything!"

"Although the talent of the Star Gods and Demons is far inferior to that of the Yandi Gods and Demons, but Chi Jue, the leader who was a life-and-death friend at the time, only had the full strength of the seventh-rank world master, but the entire Yandi Gods and Demons, except for the leader, who dares to say that he can do it?" Beat him? Even those nine seniors who have completed the cultivation base of the world masters of the eighth turn, can at most be able to draw with Chi Jue!"

Baku, an old man with a black robe and a pointed minibus, murmured, his eyes drifted a little, as if thinking of the strongest leader of the star gods and demons.

"Back when Chi Jue and the leader stepped into the Flame God Lake..."

"In the thirty-sixth year, Chi Jue walked out of Yanshen Lake, and his strength reached the consummation of the sixth-rank advanced world master realm. In the thirty-seventh year, the leader walked out of Yanshen Lake, and his strength also reached the sixth-rank peak realm master realm perfection!"

"If it weren't for the innate inadequacy of the stars, gods and demons, it would be difficult for even the leader to surpass Senior Chi Jue."

"But this time it seems to be very interesting. Hehe, the leader once said that Ming Wu's talent is no longer inferior to his, and he may even become a consummated powerhouse of the nine-turn world master in the future!"

"If my predictions are correct, that kid Chi Wanyan should be the descendant of Senior Chi Jue... Who will be stronger this time, he or Ming Wu?"

The corner of the mouth of Baku, an old man in black robe with a pointed chin, curled up into a faint smile, and there was a look of anticipation between his brows.

On Yanshen Island, in that quaint palace, a middle-aged man in a golden robe sat quietly on the main hall, tapping on the armrest with his fingers, with a slight smile on his face.

"Old friend Chi Jue, it seems that you are still very unconvinced..."

"Chi Wanyan is your successor, Ming Wu, if there are no accidents, he will inherit my mantle... I was ahead of you at the beginning, but now whose disciple is better?"

"Don't worry, I will give them both an absolutely fair environment and the same support, hmph, lest you lose and be unconvinced!"

In the empty hall, the ringing sound of leader Ming Chen's finger tapping on the handrail echoed.

Yanshen Lake, at the bottom of the lake, Ke Bei closed his eyes slightly, his body seemed to be turned into a black hole, and streams of pure divine power poured into his body crazily, while Ke Bei was like a bottomless pit, no matter how much divine power he swallowed, his strength remained unchanged. As if flowing into the East Sea...

At the bottom of the lake, about 3,000 kilometers away from Kebei, Mingwu also closed his eyes slightly, and formed a seal in his hand. The fingerprint was quite mysterious. Although Mingwu didn't seem to have any consciousness, the fingerprint was constantly changing. Changes, one after another divine power turned into an undercurrent, turbulent, pouring into his body continuously, the dark crow became stronger and stronger, and the coercion emitted became more and more terrifying!

The fluctuations emanating from Ming Wu's body have reached the perfection of the fifth-rank world master realm. As time slowly passed, the fluctuations became stronger and stronger. The main realm is complete!

In the thirteenth year, Ming Wu's cultivation reached the top rank five!

In the twenty-fourth year, Mingwu's cultivation level had a breakthrough, and he had reached the level six primary realm master state. Kebei's aura remained unchanged, and he was crazily devouring divine power.

After 24 consecutive years of devouring, there is still no hope of a breakthrough in the Bajiu Xuangong. It is hard to imagine how huge the energy required for the fifth level of the Bajiu Xuangong is!

By the Yanshen Lake, those seventeen young geniuses from the Yandi God and Demon Clan stared straight at the lake with fiery radiance in their eyes.

"It has been twenty-four years, and the boss of Mingwu has not yet walked out of Yanshen Lake..."

"Strong, the boss of Ming Wu is really too strong!"

"If the boss of Mingwu can reach the consummation of the sixth-rank world master when he walks out of Yanshen Lake, then when he becomes an adult, he will definitely become a powerhouse of the eighth-rank world master!"

Everyone was talking in low voices, with awe and envy in their words.

Those who have completed the master realm of the eighth revolution, there are only nine members of the Yandi God and Demon Clan. They only have a glimmer of hope. Ming Wu, who has been sitting in the Yanshen Lake for 24 years, can 100% become the master of the eighth revolution. For the strong, the gap is as big as clouds and mud!

"My lord, it's the first time I stepped into Yanshen Lake, and I just walked out in the thirty-seventh year... Tsk tsk, if the boss of Mingwu can sit at the bottom of the lake for thirty-seven years, there may be a second Ninth Nine in our Yandi gods and demons." Consummation and powerhouse in the master realm of transfer!"

"If my Yandi Gods and Demons can have two Nine-Turn Master Realm Perfect Powerhouses, among the three thousand gods and demons, the Yandi Gods and Demons' ranking will definitely increase, and it is not impossible to even rank twenty-fifth!"

These talented youths from the Yandi God and Demon Race all had hot eyes. As time passed, Baku, an old man with a pointed chin in black robe, was breathing a little more heavily.

Ming Chen, the leader of the ancient palace, was very indifferent. He knew that Ming Wu's talent was not weaker than his. It was the first time he stepped into Yanshen Lake, and he could persist for at least thirty-five years!

Time seemed to be passing by without stopping for a moment. Thirty-seven years had passed in the blink of an eye, and Mingwu still hadn't walked out of Yanshen Lake. It's getting bigger and bigger, and it seems to be reaching its limit.

Ke Bei also slowly opened his eyes, the divine power needed to break through the fifth level of the Bajiu Xuangong has been devoured enough! (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (m) to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation.)