Chapter 1399: The Great War Begins!

Chapter 1399: The Great Battle Begins!

The Inheritance of the Supreme God of Spatiotemporal Law?

Upon hearing this, Zhou Zhan stared at the other person in astonishment.

How vast his appetite truly is. He had originally thought the other merely wished to claim more of the primary divine artifacts. Instead, the demand was for the inheritance of the Supreme God of Spatiotemporal Law—specifically, the Supreme God of Spatiotemporal Law itself.

Such an inheritance, even among the countless divine inheritances of Supreme Gods, would be considered rare.

Yet, that was true for other factions.

For Zhou Zhan, however, slaying a single Supreme God on the path of Spatiotemporal Law would grant him access to one such inheritance.

In fact, he already held one—of the second-tier Supreme God level, concerning Spatiotemporal Law.

Still, considering all this...

Although the other's hunger seemed immense—

But this one is also willing to give much.

He said he could bring to his presence every day ten chaotic divine demons willing to trade with him, until he no longer needed the chaotic divine treasures.

In other words,

as long as he doesn't say he no longer needs them, the other side would have to provide him with a continuous stream of chaotic divine treasures for the rest of their lives.

It meant binding himself forever to him.

Zhou Zhan looked at him with a thoughtful expression.

The temporal-chaotic divine demon immediately interjected:

"I know my demands are difficult, but I am also offering a great deal."

"Bringing ten willing chaotic divine demons to the Emperor's presence every day—this carries significant risk for me."

"Who knows what might happen in the future, disrupting this very process."

"If such a situation truly arises, even if I unilaterally breach the agreement, I will willingly sell myself to the Emperor, serving him for life without any compensation!"

"If the Emperor does not believe me, I have here a sacred covenant of the Supreme God—this document I am ready to sign with the Emperor, binding our transaction to it."

"Supreme God-level temporal laws inheritance—can you truly be sure I can so easily obtain it?"

Zhou Zhan stared at the other.

"It might not have to be the inheritance. Any key artifact or resource that would help me ascend to Supreme God status would suffice. As long as the Emperor grants me a fifty percent chance of ascending to Supreme God, then the Emperor has fulfilled our agreement."

"Actually, if it were any other deity, or even another Supreme God, I would not place such trust in them to provide me with the opportunity to ascend."

"But the Emperor is different. You are the designated successor of the Supreme Sovereign, destined to become an existence of supreme will."

"Then, when that day comes,"

"Even a single drop of your resources would be enough to elevate me to Supreme God status."

The God of Temporal Chaos.

For beings of supreme will, or even ordinary will-level entities, presenting a lineage from the Supreme God is not a difficult task—indeed, it might be considered quite effortless.

He had pondered for a long time before finally selecting the Sun's Sovereign Lord as his trading partner.

Though the other party had not yet attained will-level status, nor even reached the rank of a main god.

Yet He believed, based on the Sovereign of All Life's past achievements, that as long as this one did not perish prematurely, it was highly probable that he would eventually ascend to a Supreme God level—perhaps even to will-level existence.

He knew he was gambling.

But for the sake of his own future, and since he currently had no other viable trading partners, he had no choice but to take this risk.

Even if he lost, he would not hesitate!

He craved the position of Supreme God more than anything.

Or perhaps—

Wouldn't every top-tier main god yearn to achieve Supreme God status?

"Good!"

"I agree."

"Bring the contract."

Zhou Zhan didn't hesitate this time—he spoke plainly.

Upon hearing this, the Time-Space Chaotic God-Mage immediately brightened with joy.

He swiftly produced a blank contract scroll, and once both parties had drafted and agreed upon its contents, he sealed the pact instantly.

After the contract was signed, the Time-Space Chaotic God-Mage exhaled deeply, a smile spreading across his face.

At last, his path toward the Supreme Godhood had a clear destination.

The other Chaotic God-Mages watched the Time-Space Chaotic God-Mage with expressions ranging from bewilderment to mockery to envy...

The inheritance of the Supreme Time Godhood?

You truly dare to speak.

It is true that the other one possesses boundless potential as a future Supreme Lord.

Yet have you forgotten that before Him, there were three other candidates for the position of Supreme Lord?

How many ages have those three been in the ranks of the Supreme Lord candidates?

To this day, they are not merely Supreme Gods.

The young Supreme God you are currently betting on—now even lacks the status of a Main God—stands with no advantage against those three. And yet, you are willing to place your wager on such a fragile prospect?

You are truly acting out of desperation!

These four Chaos Deities and Chaos Demons do not hold high hopes for the Temporal-Chaos Deity.

The Temporal-Chaos Deity has noticed their gaze.

Yet He pays no heed.

I at least did something.

What about you?

"Come and kill us."

The God of Chaotic Time and Space spoke.

"Alright."

Zhou Zhan nodded, about to act—then suddenly, in the next instant, he felt something. He looked up to the sky.

There, in the heavens, an immense surge of chaotic energy surged forth, like the sea splitting apart, rolling violently to either side, revealing behind it a vast army.

This army was composed of four parts.

The main elite force consisted of the armies of the three supreme bloodlines—the Primordial Spirit Race, the Chaotic God Race, and the Herd God Race.

Another vast army was composed of elite offshoot races from the three supreme bloodline species.

These beings numbered roughly ten thousand elite offshoot races, forming an army whose combined strength surpassed that of the three primary bloodline species altogether.

The army originating from the three top-tier bloodline species totaled only three hundred jing.

In contrast, the combined might of these ten thousand elite offshoot races reached a staggering eight hundred jing!

Though this force of over a thousand jing had not yet attained the realm of deities, they wore specially crafted garments imbued with chaotic properties, enabling them to survive and fight freely within the chaotic currents—unharmed by chaotic winds or chaotic divine lightning.

Moreover, when combined with the main deities of the three supreme bloodline species, their total number reached a terrifying one thousand!

The number of true gods soared to thirty thousand!

And the number of gods themselves reached twenty billion!

Such an overwhelming force—no matter how powerful the five Chaos Divine Demons were—would have left even Zhou Zhan himself momentarily breathless, his pulse stilled for a single, suspended second.

But then His expression settled back into calmness.

Was this the power unleashed by the three top-bloodline races, giving their absolute best?

This power—indeed, it was beyond extraordinary.

Yet...

"I too can stand against him!"

Zhou Zhan thought within himself.

At the same time,

Zhou Zhou, far away within the Cycle Palace of the Sunlight Nation, slowly opened his eyes.

In them, scenes shifted and danced—exactly the standoff between the two factions in the Chaos Sea.

"This kind of great battle."

"Even if it means interrupting their cultivation, they must still witness the battle."

Zhou Zhou smiled and said.

At the same time.

The myriad realms and tribes across the cosmos swiftly learned of this news, each employing their own methods to secretly observe the impending cataclysmic war.

They all understood.

This was a battle they might not have seen in countless eons.

Three of the most elite bloodline races versus the rising contender for Supreme Lordship!

Regardless of who emerged victorious, the consequences would be profound—

Perhaps even determine the course of this age itself!

And yet, they could not help but marvel.

No wonder they are the three preeminent bloodline races!

To dare even conceive of targeting the designated reserve of Supreme Lordship—such audacity!

Now, this newly appointed reserve candidate for Supreme Lordship may well meet his end today, never having realized his ambitions, never having ascended to the throne of Supreme Lord.

None of the great ones believe in this new contender, the Emperor of the People.

It's impossible.

The Emperor of the People has only recently been appointed to the reserve rank of Supreme Lordship—his power has not yet fully developed.

And with the three preeminent bloodline races pouring all their might into the contest, the gap in strength between them is simply too vast!

Even the great ones cannot see a single glimmer of hope for the reserve candidate's victory!

So they all believed the Celestial Sovereign Emperor could not win!

"Who knows how the three paramount bloodline races would face accountability from the Supreme Will after the Celestial Sovereign Emperor's death?"

"And how would the Supreme Will treat the three paramount bloodline races?"

The gods across the multiverse pondered these questions.

Strictly speaking,

the combined status of the three paramount bloodline races was still inferior to that of this designated reserve Supreme Lord.

Yet—if this designated reserve Supreme Lord perished, would the Supreme Will truly punish the three most vital bloodline races of its own for the death of a mere reserve leader?

After all, death leaves nothing behind.

From the standpoint of self-interest and the greater good, would it make sense to suffer further losses over the demise of a single person?

Moreover, a Supreme Lord reserve who could be ambushed and slaughtered by a bloodline faction—how could such a figure possibly be considered powerful?

So the three top-bloodline ethnic races were essentially gambling!

Gambling that the Supreme Will would not strike them down simply because of this Supreme Commander-in-Training.

At most, it would mete out some punishment.

Punishment, nothing more.

They had already prepared for such a scenario when they decided to surround and eliminate the Emperor of the People.

After all,

As the armies of the three top-bloodline races, along with over ten thousand elite subordinate races, gathered in the thousands of jin of troops and marched into the Prajna Divine Nation, the deep, cold voice of the Heavenly Curse Beast rose softly.

"Emperor of the People."

"Submit peacefully and surrender."

"We have gathered an army of thousands of jin, twenty billion deities, thirty thousand true gods, and over a thousand master gods—just to crush you, this Supreme Commander-in-Training, with overwhelming force."

"There is an absolute chasm in power between you and us, one that cannot be bridged."

"Give up."

"Considering you are a reserve of the Supreme Sovereign, we will grant you a dignified end."

"Supreme Sovereign, surrender now." Yuan Ye spoke.

"Supreme Sovereign, in the war that lies ahead, you have no chance whatsoever. To resist to the end is a path only leading to death—for both you and your people. You have been bestowed the title of Supreme Sovereign by the Supreme Will, surely a being who cares for the lives of all realms. Do you truly wish to watch your soldiers and deities perish because of your stubborn resistance?"

The Emperor spoke with a cutting, murderous clarity.

Zhou Zhan's brow twitched slightly, and he smiled gently:

"Though I have long known that your three top-bloodline races would resort to desperate measures, it still amazes me how brave you all are at this very moment."

"Have you already prepared yourselves to face the wrath of the Supreme Will?"

"I am not merely a reserve of the Supreme Sovereign—I am the Supreme Sovereign's most cherished and anticipated reserve. No mere reserve among the other three can compare. If you dare strike me, then surely you have already prepared for the annihilation of your entire lineage?"

As these words were spoken.

Save for the Heaven-Cursed Beast.

The creatures of the other three peak lineage races, even Emperor and Source, saw their expressions shift slightly.

Yet their resolve hardened once more.

So what if it were true?

The relationship between them had long since become utterly irreconcilable; since their ultimate fate would be dire indeed should the Emperor of Common People become the Supreme Lord, and their fate would be equally dire for surrounding and slaying him before he matured, they would much rather choose to slaughter him before he attained supreme lordship.

At the very least, this fellow was still controllable at this moment.

Once he shed his reserve status and became a true Supreme Lord, they would truly be left without the slightest power to resist.

"Emperor of Common People."

"There is no need for further words between you and us."

"I'll just ask one thing."

"Will you surrender or won't you?"

The Emperor spoke coldly.

"I have lost, I have won—but I have never surrendered."

Zhou Zhan smiled faintly.

The Emperor's and Yuan's expressions grew increasingly grim.

They would have to fight it out after all.

Though their current strength now far surpassed that of the Changsheng Emperor, in their eyes, Changsheng's power remained formidable. A real battle would inevitably result in losses among their troops and deities.

But there was no choice.

Changsheng Emperor must die!

"All soldiers, all spirits!"

The Heaven-Cursed Beast spoke, "Launch full assault—eliminate every soldier and spirit of the Sunlight Sovereignty in this moment!"

"None shall be spared!"

"Once we have wiped out their main combat forces, we will go on to destroy the Sunlight Sovereignty's territories across the Supreme Continent!"

"At that point, all resources and wealth gained from the Sunlight Sovereignty will be ours to keep—no sharing, no submission!"

The moment these words were spoken,

The eyes of all soldiers and spirits from the three top-bloodline races flared with fierce intensity.

Especially the great gods themselves.

Who among the myriad realms didn't know now—though the Sunlight Sovereignty had only recently risen, it was already overflowing with riches!

Not only did ordinary soldiers possess an abundance of skills, like cabbage in a market—

Even the gods, the true gods, and the supreme deities themselves possess complete divine artifacts upon their bodies!

Such ancestral wealth—no even the most exalted divine powers could possibly muster.

Let alone these three paramount bloodline races.

And most crucially, in the hands of the Sovereign Emperor of All Life, there lie countless treasures of the highest divine rank!

If any of them could obtain a single such divine artifact and reclaim their own race, it would become the sacred treasure of their lineage!

Source, the Celestial Curse Beast, and the Emperor gazed at Zhou Zhan, their hearts blazing with fervor.

The wealth of the Sunlight Divine Nation stirred even their deepest senses.

If they could seize all of the Sunlight Divine Nation’s riches, it would be no exaggeration to say that their three foremost bloodline races’ power would multiply by several times over!

With this thought in mind,

Source and the Emperor exchanged a glance and, without hesitation, joined the army in flying toward the Eternal Mothership.

The Heavens-Cursed Beast chuckled at this, yet did not follow forth—instead, he remained at the rear, overseeing the entire situation, directing the army with unwavering command.

……

"Kill!"

"Let these creatures, who think themselves of the highest bloodline, witness it."

"What is a top-tier military unit?! "

Zhou Zhan issued his cold command.