238: Chapter 238 The Arrogance of a False Saint! Where do you get your courage?

Central Main Arena.

This was a grand battlefield cast from rare Chaos Immortal Gold, suspended at the highest point of the stars, and the final battleground of this Battle of Ten Thousand Races.

"Buzz—!"

As the last glimmer of the teleportation Formation dissipated, two figures stood facing each other from a distance on this arena that symbolized the absolute Peak of martial power in the Three Thousand Upper Realms.

The once noisy Starry Sky Venue fell into a deathly silence at this moment.

Millions of creatures from the ten thousand races, whether they were Prodigies in the preparation area or ancient giants in the spectator seats, and even the projection of the high and mighty Saint Lin Fan, all locked their gazes here.

Because everyone knew that the outcome of this battle would directly determine whether the Three Thousand Upper Realms would continue to be ruled by the God Race or usher in the era of the Human Race for the next million years!

"Tap, tap, tap..."

Heavenly God Old Ancestor was in no hurry to strike.

He was clad in a dazzling Golden Divine Armor, and the ten pure white wings of light on his back fanned slowly. Each flap seemed to create a heart-palpitating ripple of laws in the Void Realm.

With his hands behind his back, he walked slowly toward the center of the arena with steady steps that carried the power to control the life and death of all things.

Meanwhile, his voice, like a great bronze bell, slowly echoed under the starry sky:

"Su Feng."

"Do you know how I obtained this title of 'Heavenly God'?"

Heavenly God Old Ancestor slightly raised his chin, and in his eyes, filled with divine pressure, flickered a near-fanatical sense of memory and pride:

"From the moment I was born in the God Race Holy Land, I have been bathed in the radiance of the Heavenly Dao."

"I have Cultivated for 1.32 million years! Throughout these long years, I have swept across ten thousand worlds and flattened countless ancient orthodoxies that refused to submit! From a nobody to the Peak of the Golden Immortal Ninth Path... I have never known defeat!"

As these words were spoken, many old monsters among the ten thousand race experts who had lived for millions of years showed bitter expressions and shook their heads helplessly.

Because what Heavenly God Old Ancestor said was the truth.

In that glorious era of absolute God Race rule, he was an ancient divine mountain weighing down on the heads of all Prodigies, one that could never be surpassed!

Heavenly God Old Ancestor's steps did not stop, and his voice became increasingly deep, even carrying a hint of tragic solemnity and a solitary loftiness that stood above all living beings:

"One hundred thousand years ago, to break the limits of the Grand Unity Golden Immortal and comprehend the world's strongest [Life and Death Reincarnation] Dao! I abandoned all glory and entered the dead lands of the God-Demon Battlefield alone, wandering like a ghost on the edge of life and death for over a hundred thousand years!"

"One hundred thousand years of Physical Body decay, one hundred thousand years of Soul reshaping!"

"After experiencing ten thousand deaths, I finally managed to forcibly achieve Fusion of more than half of the nine Great Dao Origins, gaining preliminary control over these Saint rules of deprivation and bestowal!"

Heavenly God Old Ancestor stopped abruptly, and his ten wings of light instantly erupted with a blindingly holy radiance. Like a true deity, he looked down upon the white-robed youth a hundred feet away, his tone filled with contempt and Killing Intent:

"Now, I am only one final step away from the supreme Saint Realm—and that is simply to enter the Tianxuan Creation Pool to temper my Physical Body!"

"And you?"

Heavenly God Old Ancestor sneered and disdainfully pointed a finger at Su Feng:

"You are nothing more than a mere Seventh Stage Golden Immortal, a Human Race junior who relies on a few top-tier Magic Treasures and one or two strange Divine Abilities to vainly attempt to change your fate against the heavens!"

"Today, under the gaze of the ten thousand races, I shall use the inviolable supreme rules of my God Race to utterly crush you, an ignorant frog in a well, into dust!"

"After this battle, there will be no more place for the Human Race among the ten thousand races in these Three Thousand Upper Realms!"

This murderous pre-battle declaration instantly ignited the atmosphere in the God Race preparation area.

"Old Ancestor is mighty!!!"

"Slaughter the Human Race! Uphold our God Race's supreme Divine Might!"

Countless God Race Prodigies and Elders were so excited their faces flushed.

Under the pressure of that arrogant aura, the other vassal races remained as silent as cicadas in winter. Several Old Ancestors of the Nine Nether Race and Titan Race looked at each other, all seeing a deep sense of wariness in each other's eyes.

A Pseudo-Saint who had lived for 1.3 million years and controlled half of the life and death rules!

This kind of foundation and the resolve gained from experiencing life and death were simply not something a young man who had only risen for less than a hundred years could contend with.

The Empress's expression was grave. Although she could mobilize a small amount of rule power, it was still not enough when facing Heavenly God Old Ancestor's strength, which was about to enter the Saint Realm.

"Su Feng's battle this time..."

Just as she was about to say that his chances of winning were slim, the Empress stopped. Every time she thought Su Feng couldn't win, he would always slap her in the face with absolute crushing strength!

However, she truly couldn't see any chance of victory for Su Feng against Heavenly God Old Ancestor.

If there's anyone to blame, it's that Su Feng is too young...

Everyone felt that Su Feng was truly going to fall today.

However.

Su Feng, standing on the other side of the arena, scratched his forehead in confusion.

"1.32 million years?"

"A hundred thousand years of wandering between life and death?"

Su Feng rolled his eyes speechlessly in his heart.

You've lived for so damn long and only managed to barely achieve Fusion with half of the Great Dao Origins, and you have the nerve to brag about it?

I've only Cultivated for less than forty years in total...

However, I still have one Universal Origin that hasn't been copied yet. The opponent's Life and Death Reincarnation is quite a good target.

Silently thanking the opponent for the gift, Su Feng muttered in his heart and pulled up the System panel that only he could see.

[Host: Su Feng]

[Realm: Grand Unity Golden Immortal Peak (All nine complete Great Dao Origins have been acquired, awaiting Fusion)]

[Special Physique: Ancient Heavy Pupils (Can see through and analyze all heavenly and earthly rules!), Pure Yang Sacred Body]

[Core Passive Divine Skill 1: Immortal-Demon Dual Body (Passive trigger, no immortal energy consumption. Combat power permanently gains a hundredfold increase! Divine and demonic powers are perfectly balanced, Physical Body strength exceeds top-tier Immortal Artifacts!)]

[Core Passive Divine Skill 2: Immune to All Methods (Passive trigger. Yin and Yang Qi automatically protect the body! Completely immune to any form of attack damage from those at or below one's own Realm! For attacks from those higher than one's Realm, true damage is forcibly reduced by 50%!)]

Looking at these two perverted "passive cheats," Su Feng subconsciously touched the item tucked in his robe, the Emperor Weapon [heaven-sealing earth-locking tower] rewarded by the System.

"Forget about a Pseudo-Saint like you who hasn't even taken a bath in the Tianxuan Creation Pool..."

"Even if Saint Lin Fan, sitting up there in the sky, were to personally take the field today, he might not be able to guarantee a win against me."

"With my body full of god-tier equipment and passive buffs, how are you going to break my defense?"

Thinking of this, Su Feng shook his head with a chuckle.

He raised his head, his deep Ancient Heavy Pupils looking calmly at Heavenly God Old Ancestor, as he seriously asked a question:

"I say, old man."

"You've been bragging for so long, do you really think you're being humorous?"

Su Feng shoved his hands into the pockets of his white robe, a mocking curve hooking the corner of his mouth:

"I'm just curious about one thing..."

"Who exactly gave you the courage to dare speak to me in such a tone?"