Zongman: Is this how it’s sewn?

Chapter 285 281. Cosmic Life, Faith in the Heavens

It is easy to defeat the saints, and the eyes of the entire Eternal Star Domain are focused here. The popularity of the new Supreme is simply terrifying. Small websites with normal traffic of only a few million megabytes have broken through historical highs one after another.

At once, the field shook three times. Some ancient saints who had been famous for a long time took out their mechas, drained their blood, their hair turned gray, their bodies became emaciated, and a strong pressure filled their bodies. They rushed towards the shadow of Xu Zhenqing's hand.

The moment it approached the hand, there were no mysterious runes on it, just a broken universe grasped in the hand. Anyone who came over had to bear the weight of a material universe.

It was crushed to death and turned into a thin sheet without thickness. Under the influence of magnitude, it was reduced from three dimensions.

The universe is vast, but the planets with life are relatively sparse, distributed in the boundless void, and now all the territories of life are resonating.

These are the downfalls of some ancient saints who relied on faith.

On many altars, the two statues exploded, the millstone-sized energy stars fell, and blood rained down.

Relying on the power of faith, some ancient saints who were obviously unqualified could even become the best among them, or even go further. Now their souls are gone and their Tao is gone.

In the universe, tens of millions of races, no matter whether they are strong or weak, all races feel a chilling chill today. They feel that life is too fragile. Even the ancient saint-level giants can kill anyone they want. How can there be any safety?

Reporters from the Yuanshou platform frantically contacted Tongtian Express, wanting to be the first to arrive at the scene and obtain first-hand information.

The sage accounts on the front line are making a fuss, all saying that they want to jointly operate with each other and conduct live broadcasts to expand their influence.

"Can someone explain to me why all the headlines are showing pictures of a hand?"

"The one upstairs, this is not an ordinary hand, it is the hand of the new nameless supreme being who just wiped out the ancient saint."

"Oh my god, a hand that looks like a star field, and it looks very young, and it has a masculine hand shape. Could it be a male god? I hope it's not an old antique with a long-lasting youthful appearance, so that a 700-year-old girl like me can also be a big fan."

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"What? Tongtian Express Company, SM you, why don't you open a wormhole?"

"Dear member user, due to internal reasons, this area cannot be set as a teleportation point."

"I am a member of your company, please be flexible."

"Dear member user, you are not a supreme member yet and do not have permission. You can go to the nearby area and then go to the area on your own."

"What, no? My membership was wasted, right? You even asked me to upgrade to a Supreme Member. If I had the money, why would I bother arguing with you?!"

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The entire starry sky is discussing this, and this is exactly what Xu Zhenqing wants. If he has enough strength, he should grab enough historical traces to be able to invest more of himself.

Throwing those thin slices away casually, the universe created several beautiful paintings, among which trillions of lives were harvested by chance. Weakness is the original sin, and even the aftermath of the strong's actions is a natural disaster.

I never paid attention to it, but after seeing countless wronged souls in the painting, I realized that it was not intentional and I have no guilt. What does it have to do with you if it affects you?
The new Supreme's cruelty to living beings was horrifying, and naturally some people could not bear to watch. Angel Yan, who had already ascended to the throne, achieved the Supreme position with the support of the entire angelic civilization. She still upheld the order of justice and condemned these actions. Xu Zhenqing smiled slightly when he learned of this. He, the power of the galaxy, was still in Frazer to resist Cthulhu. Given the priority, he could only condemn it.

The girl in front of Xu Zhenqing was still pure and lovely, and she had no idea that the young man in front of her was already a butcher with blood on his hands.

He used the hand that slaughtered living creatures to wipe the sweat from the girl's forehead. The other girl buried her head in his arms, and the two of them snuggled together like lovers in love.

The Black Blood Platform was extremely powerful and actually wanted to monitor this place. When it discovered the figures in the battleship, it captured the scene of the two people cuddling together.

Xu Zhenqing's eyes flickered, and the server of the Black Blood Platform exploded and turned into dust. As for the photos, only blurry shadows were left. Even so, the photos of the Supreme were also circulated throughout the starry sky.

Feeling the enormous mental power, he divided his faith in the heavens according to different cultivation systems. Only the mental power of this system could be fully exerted, but he practiced many systems and was not worried about the conversion problem.

The belief in the heavens has been nurtured since the Earth period, and has evolved into a physical entity in the Douluo Continent. Now it is like a supreme weapon that can suppress the heavens. With the addition of telekinesis, it will continue to evolve.

In fact, most of the supreme beings absorb the blood food of their own system, and specifically target high-level cultivators. Every harvest is an opportunity for the lower-level people to rise.

Those blood-eating treasures are worthless in the eyes of the Supreme Being, just like burning straw and returning it to the fields after the autumn harvest.

The power to suppress the thoughts of the supreme emperor and gods depends on the power of thoughts of high-level cultivators. As for the low-level cultivators, they can only be regarded as supplementary. Without a long period of accumulation, they will not be of much use.

Xu Zhenqing carefully studied the path of faith, which involved information resonance and could improve the fortunes of those who believed in it, but it was a mixed blessing, depending on one's strength and choice.

When all the heavens and worlds are calling your name and your traces are everywhere, even if you are still very weak, you can still gain enough impression points in the hearts of all living beings.

"Oh my God, the new Supreme is the culprit who massacred my home planet." Someone wailed, feeling powerless, and the news was quickly drowned out.

"I know that woman. Based on my years of experience in reading pictures, it's definitely Qi Meng!"

"Look at the way he looks at us. Even though he's constantly compressing and releasing it, there's still clear murderous intent in his eyes."

All kinds of information overlap in the virtual universe. Xu Zhenqing can feel the whispers of all beings. Even if he doesn't read the comments, he can perceive it in the dark. Many people at this level can do it, but they just think it is too noisy and will accept it selectively.

Xu Zhenqing originally wanted to let Seraphim take over this information, but found that the amount of information was too huge and the other party could no longer provide help.

The next moment, a sentence recurred in the minds of those hateful beings: "I will give you time, until the life of heaven and earth."

The group of people were shivering from head to toe. At first, many people thought that the sound was an accident, but after exchanging information with each other, they found that it might not be a coincidence.

This kind of being watched by powerful beings is too much of a joke, the grief is too much to bear, and having to guard against fanatical believers who want to gain the favor of the new Supreme makes every move difficult, it is no exaggeration.

Many planets with life spontaneously cast statues, not for anything else, just to let people know that there is still life here during battles. Many statues were established in this way.

Ordinary people are fragile and live and die every day, while the powerful and immortal are confident that they have a long lifespan and dare not gamble whether it will be their turn.

(End of this chapter)