Max level Divinity: Summon Eastern Gods at the start of the game

For those whom Su Shen cannot defeat, the Ancestor will trade one for one.

They will definitely take the other party away.

Apsu harbored hatred, and so did Ying Zheng. Just as Apsu said, his two children needed to be sacrificed with the blood of a saint.

Ying Zheng clenched his fist, and a long sword crashed down.

It was the Xuanyuan Sword that swallowed Apsu.

Su Ming couldn't withstand the destruction, but the Xuanyuan Sword did.

"Ancestor Xuanyuan, today I will borrow your sword to slay this Western demon."

Upon hearing this, a response came from a distant and unknowable place.

Indeed, status is very important. Ying Zheng was able to communicate with the Yellow Emperor largely thanks to the return of the Ancestral Dragon Saint.

Therefore, the Yellow Emperor responded to the First Emperor, not Ying Zheng.

Apsu is already gathering its strength, knowing full well that this is a tough battle.

But he still couldn't resist a sarcastic remark: "Even for a saint, the weapon in his hand is as important as his life."

"And you, you even have to borrow this from someone else."

Ying Zheng remained silent, responding to Apsu with only a sword strike.

The world of Guixu sank instantly, leaving only two figures standing tall.

This sword strike forced Apsu back two and a half steps.

The people of the Dragon Kingdom were overjoyed; Qin Shi Huang was undoubtedly a sage.

Apsu's hand throbbed with pain; over the years, all the enemies he had faced were below the level of saints.

Only the person in front of him stands at the same level.

Apsu re-manifested the abyss, revealing a sinister smile.

“I just thought about it. You lost your son, and I lost my lover. We should be even.”

"Don't you Easterners have a saying? 'An eye for an eye only makes the whole world go round.'"

"It's better than..."

Whether Apsu was intentionally trying to ease tensions or was secretly plotting something, it's unclear.

In short, these words will only fuel Ying Zheng's murderous intent.

He had already drawn his sword, but it surprised Apsu.

But I wasn't too shocked.

The next sword strike instilled a deep fear in Apsu.

A beam of golden light pierced through the dark abyss, frantically destroying Apsu's body, and the darkness itself was baptized.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible, you are a saint."

"You are a product of the historical tide, how could you possibly...?"

Even earlier than me!

After only two exchanges, Apsu was already thrown into disarray.

His dark power is the origin of all realms. Among the Western saints, apart from the nameless mist and the Lord of Chaos, no one can surpass him.

Apsu was shocked that Ying Zheng could harm him with the power of light.

There is only one possibility.

That light was even older than his dark power.

"Besides being the progenitor of dragons, what else do you have!"

Apsu dared not make a move, as that attack had already injured him.

It was thought that the battle between the saints would be a stalemate for a long time.

The most direct way is to engage in a direct confrontation and see who dies from exhaustion first.

Unexpectedly, Ying Zheng delivered a fatal blow right from the start.

Apsu was careless.

They only sensed the aura of an emperor and an ancient dragon, but they never expected that the most terrifying aspect of this person was the aura of light.

This battle is no longer limited to the level of gods.

Some sages couldn't come, but they were all watching this place.

Even some supreme beings were drawn to this.

"It smells so familiar yet so old, it's just like that."

"But not entirely."

The Great Emperor Fuxi, though far away on another plane, saved Su Ming's life the moment he opened the Book of Changes.

Therefore, although Su Ming was torn to pieces, he was still alive.

"Yes, the First Emperor has returned to his throne, and we should bow down to welcome him."

"How..."

In a vast, primordial universe, those vanished big shots each occupy a galaxy and communicate across time and space.

Judging from their tone, it can be inferred that the First Emperor has returned.

However, it has not yet been able to return to its former peak condition.

Otherwise, Apsu would have been instantly killed in that attack.

As we all know, Qi precedes light, but light is equally indispensable.

Therefore, in the eyes of the sages, the First Emperor was on par with the Three Pure Ones, and even if he was weaker than the Three Pure Ones, he wouldn't be much weaker.

Before Ying Zheng unleashed his third sword strike, Apsu was frantically spying.

Only by seeing the true nature of your opponent can you defeat them.

However, the more Apsu pried into the secrets, the more horrified he became.

Ancient! So ancient!

It is so ancient that Apsu does not have the courage to trace it back.

Apusu suppressed his inner panic, thinking to himself that there was still a chance.

"I don't know what you are. Although Saint Ge has returned to his position, he is no longer what he used to be. If you use your weakened state to fight against my peak, you will definitely be the loser in the end."

Apsu once again unleashed the magic of the abyss, plunging the arena into darkness.

In his hands, he held the entire ancient Babylonian pantheon.

With just a thought, the terrifying source of boundary power raged uncontrollably.

Apsu was right; Ying Zheng completed the Ancestral Dragon Saint.

However, due to his personality traits, Zulong could never return to his peak condition.

Unless he severed his own personality, Ying Zheng would cease to exist, and only the First Emperor would remain in the world.

"With an attack like that just now, you can only swing your sword three times at most."

"Come on, the final strike, I'm ready."

To simplify the complex, Apsu knew that in this situation, death was inevitable.

Moreover, only when all the sages of the heavens gathered their gazes did they realize how terrifying the East truly was.

Those saints who peered into this world were almost all from the East.

No one in the West dared to step forward.

If all these people swarm him, he'll have no chance of surviving.

This inevitably brings to mind the terrifying network of connections that Zu Long possessed.

Those below were on tenterhooks, especially the people from China.

"Have you noticed that our ancestors are a bit different?"

Although it's subtle, things have definitely changed, they've changed...

It's not as warm and welcoming anymore.

really!

In the blink of an eye, the heavens were shattered by Ying Zheng's voice.

No, that wasn't Ying Zheng's voice; it was even more majestic than Ying Zheng's.

"A tiny true spirit born of darkness, you are right,"

"I am no longer what I used to be, perfect, I'll use you for consecration!"