Chapter 1306: Time Clone!

Chapter 1306: Time Splitting Body!

"It's a tough opponent."

"But we can handle it."

Zhou Wu said.

"The nearest Light Angel race to the Skeletons is over five thousand light years away."

"Normally, even if they drove a True God-class cosmic warship, it would take them over an hour to arrive."

"Within that hour, we should have enough time to deal with them and clear the battlefield."

Zhou Zhan said.

The two exchanged a glance, then nodded in unison.

"White Yun, issue the order to launch the attack!"

Zhou Zhan spoke in a low, resonant tone.

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

Bai Yun said.

Immediately, she ordered all soldiers and deities to emerge from the Cosmic Emperor's Ship and fly toward the distant skeleton warship.

At the same time, within the Cosmic Emperor's Ship, hundreds of thousands of upper-tier divine cosmic warships—the Thousand-Machine Divine Sovereign, mid-tier divine cosmic warships—the Giant Spirit, lower-tier divine cosmic warships—the Divine Punishment, and legendary cosmic warships—the Celestial Below—emerged.

Under Zero's command, as soon as they exited the vessel, each warship instantly activated its weaponry and opened fire in unison with the Cosmic Emperor's Ship, targeting the millions of bone warships belonging to the Skeleton Race.

The Skeleton Race possessed approximately eight million cosmic warships.

In that single volley of fire, over a million of their warships were obliterated, and an additional two hundred and fifty thousand fell into irreparable malfunction.

Countless Skeleton soldiers perished.

Even the deities fell—over ten thousand divine beings were destroyed, and ten true gods were extinguished.

But the very next second.

Boom—boom—boom…

An unimaginably terrifying divine pressure suddenly erupted from within the central vessel of the Undead Emperor’s cosmic warship.

Every soldier and deity of the Sun Empire felt as if they were bearing an entire mountain upon their shoulders, overwhelmed by a crushing, immense force.

"Hmph!"

Zhou Zhan coldly murmured, activating the 'King' and instantly ascending to a Supreme God-level, clan-protecting rank.

"Wait—?"

A surprised tone echoed within the Undead Emperor’s warship.

"Has the Qing Emperor already reached Supreme God level?"

"The reward bestowed by the Supreme Will—indeed, astonishing."

"It's astonishing that a mortal of true godly rank has broken through his limitations and attained the rank of Supreme God Sovereign."

"And even more so, he has reached the realm beyond Supreme God."

He was deeply moved.

Though the blessings of the Supreme Will could indeed transform gods completely, it was still remarkable that a reincarnated mortal had ascended from true godhood to the rank of Supreme God above. The leap was simply too vast.

Even He, the Supreme, had considered dispatching one of His most gifted mortal descendants to join the Great Rivalry among the Hundred Tribes, hoping they might encounter the fateful opportunity to ascend to Supreme Godhood.

But now, such a plan had become too late.

So He didn't dwell on it further, merely coldly stating:

"Qing Di."

"You have endured a difficult path of cultivation, and to reach this point is truly a miracle of great fortune."

"I'll give you a chance to live."

"Turn over the Star of Dawn."

"I can preserve your original will, allowing you to be reborn as a supreme deity of my Skeleton race under my race's secret rites."

"Otherwise—"

"You will die right here."

Zhou Zhan heard this and stepped out of the Universe Emperor's Ship, holding the Xuanyuan Divine Sword, pointing it directly at the Undead Emperor's Ship.

"I too offer you a path to survival."

"The supreme deities of the Skeleton race are becoming exceedingly rare."

"Submit to me."

"Serve me."

"I can preserve your life, this undead master god."

He spoke calmly.

"What courage do you have to say something so bold?"

"Oh, I understand now—you never thought I came alone, did you?"

"The treasure you possess is no ordinary thing. It is a supreme relic capable of elevating our higher-blooded races, even possibly elevating them to the pinnacle of bloodline evolution!"

As the words fell like thunder—

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

Five master god-level auras surged forth from four different cosmic warships positioned elsewhere.

Then, six skeletons shimmering with the brilliance of diamonds emerged from the cosmic warships, including the Void Emperor's vessel, and stood poised in the void.

Four at master god level, one at master god mid-tier, and one at master god junior tier!

They gazed at Zhou Zhan, their voices rumbling, echoing across the cosmos.

"Green Emperor!"

"Hand over the Morning Star!!!"

Zhou Zhan slightly furrowed his brow, then looked at them, murmuring in quiet astonishment:

"Indeed, you are the skeleton race."

"The outside world has long spoken of how, after the last great extinction war, your race was left with only four chief deities."

"How little time has passed, and yet two more chief deities have emerged."

The first skeleton god-king to speak again addressed him:

"If you choose to join us, the Skeleton Clan,

you shall become the seventh chief deity of the Skeleton Clan."

Zhou Zhan smiled, silent now, his battle aura growing ever more potent.

"Kill!"

The first skeleton god-king's eyes flashed with coldness, then he instantly teleported before Zhou Zhou.

In his hand, a bone spear radiating the essence of a supreme deity had appeared—flying straight toward Zhou Zhan's mind.

Zhou Zhan flicked his Xuanyuan Divine Sword, repelling the bone spear. As he prepared to strike back, he saw five more skeleton god-kings teleport into position, surrounding him and launching a coordinated assault.

Six skeleton god-kings, united in attack, now pressed upon Zhou Zhan.

Under such circumstances, the skeleton god-kings should have held the upper hand.

Yet they grew ever more alarmed.

For they realized—despite the combined might of six supreme deities—this young Qing Di defended and counterattacked with astonishing composure.

His offense and defense moved like a masterpiece of art, flawless, unbroken, without a single flaw.

"Is a siege not somewhat too shameless?"

Zhou Zhan laughed as he fought.

"As supreme powerhouses commanding massive factions, do you not find it laughable to utter words only a lone wolf would say?"

One of the skeleton divine lords replied in a freezing tone.

"There is truth in that."

Zhou Zhan nodded, then suddenly teleported out of the encirclement and looked upon them.

"In that case."

"You all should experience what this feels like as well."

The moment the words fell.

Zhou Zhou’s hands formed a hand seal, and a silver divine light flashed across his eyes.

The next second.

A series of temporal ripples appeared around Him.

Then.

One warrior after another stepped out from within the temporal ripples.

Within less than a few seconds,

Thirty-six warriors, each radiating the aura of a supreme god-level being, emerged from the ripples.

They smiled at one another, their expressions that of deeply familiar, long-time friends.

"What kind of secret technique is this?!"

A skeleton god-king stared in utter shock at these thirty-six warriors of supreme god-level power.

"I don't know either."

"Did I misread it? What secret art could summon so many master-tier deities to fight alongside?"

At that moment,

the leading skeleton deity spoke hesitantly:

"This secret technique... seems to be the innate talent secret of the legendary Dragon Clan—the Time Dragon—the Time Clone.

It allows one to summon their future self into the present timeline to assist in battle.

But the cost is that the original self will vanish from existence for a period of time—because their presence has been 'borrowed'."

He stared solemnly at 'Qing Di':

"The Time Dragon is enigmatic. Even the First Dragon, the Primordial Sovereign, has only glimpsed its form a few times.

How could a human master deity possibly wield such a sacred, innate technique?"