Chapter 132: Fallen Authority, Players Fight (Subscribe)
Dark divine realm.

After completing the transaction with everyone, Su Xingyu put the matter behind him and didn't pay too much attention to it.

He could keenly perceive that there were many secrets in that space, such as how did the old gods die? How did the old gods practice? Why did the space stone not work before, but work now?

These are things that can be explored in depth.

A surviving divine domain would definitely be able to collect a lot of information.

But not necessary.

The clue is just a stone, there is no need to spend a lot of energy exploring it.

Just walk your own path.

Now, even if he does nothing, it is a foregone conclusion that he will become a true God.

If that's the case, why bother creating unnecessary complications?

An interesting experience.

This is Su Xingyu’s evaluation of the trip.

The space rings obtained from the transaction were distributed. Fifty 1000-cubic-meter space rings were enough to do a lot of things, and normal material transportation could be completed through them.

In the blink of an eye, another month passed. During this time, Su Xingyu lived a very stable life. Apart from practicing in the Dark Divine Realm and responding to believers from time to time, he had almost nothing to do.

In the Eternal Night City, a fence has been built around the Soul Gathering Tree, and there are special tribesmen guarding it to prevent any naughty kids from disturbing the Soul Gathering Tree.

After being promoted to the seventh level, the Spirit Gathering Tree also developed consciousness, but it has not yet grown up and its consciousness is confused, similar to the state of a baby when it is just born.

After all, from the perspective of the tree species, a Spirit Gathering Tree that is less than twenty years old is not even an embryo.

At this age, according to common sense, it is impossible for it to become a seventh-level creature.

But with the help of Su Xingyu and the changes in spiritual energy, it actually worked.

After the fusion of the world's blessings, the increase in the concentration of spiritual energy brought great help to the Spirit Gathering Tree and indirectly accelerated its growth.

Otherwise, even with the strengthening of the Divine Source of Creation, it would take at least several decades of accumulation for the Spirit Gathering Tree to grow to the seventh level.

After being promoted to the seventh level, the coverage of the Spirit Gathering Tree further expanded, and some minor changes occurred. It actually bloomed and was about to bear fruit.

Su Xingyu, who had given himself another short vacation and was drinking tea next to the Spirit Gathering Tree, was suddenly stunned when he heard Ye Zhan's request, and his expression instantly became serious.

"Ye Zhan, this is not a joke. Once the trial begins, even a king cannot reverse the process. If you can't bear it, you might really die." After hearing Ye Zhan's thoughts, Su Xingyu rarely spoke out to dissuade him.

Non-vegetation, ruthless Practice makes perfect.

Ye Zhan has been following him since he became rich, fighting in countless battles and having made great achievements. Now that Ye Zhan wants to commit suicide, Su Xingyu naturally cannot just stand by and watch.

"You can't rush to reach the eighth level. It takes time to accumulate. Even if you are a gifted person, it is impossible to break through the eighth level without more than ten years of accumulation. Your cultivation speed is already fast enough. Don't be too anxious. This is not your problem. All practitioners are like this.

"A seventh-level being has a lifespan of three hundred years even if he does nothing. In comparison, you are still very young and have a lot of time."

"Thank you for your concern, Patriarch."

Ye Zhan was thoughtful and silent for a while, then his eyes became firm: "But I still want to give it a try. More than ten years is too long. I can wait, but the Ye tribe can't. Nowadays, almost all the forces outside have powerful people in the eighth-level legendary realm, but the Ye tribe has no powerful people who can match them. How can we conquer them..."

"How not……"

Su Xingyu was speechless. It seemed that the incarnation of divine power was not considered a human being.

"The messenger of God belongs to the king, not to the Ye tribe." Ye Zhan said seriously.

Hearing this, Su Xingyu immediately frowned and looked at him deeply.

"Chief, the Ye tribe should have its own legendary warrior." This time Ye Zhan did not back down. He looked straight into his eyes and spoke again.

The experience in Giant Tree City made Ye Zhan realize the huge gap between himself and the eighth level. The two sides were not opponents of the same level at all.

Even with more than a dozen seventh-level warriors, the Night Tribe's army was unable to do anything to the Giant Tree City.

One person is worth one city.

This statement is not an exaggeration at all.

Especially those plant-based super creatures, which are simply a war fortress. They are invincible in the same level within the area. The army has no way to capture the city they protect.

Messenger of God, messenger of God.

Ye Zhan didn’t understand so many big principles, but he also knew that he couldn’t bother the messengers of the gods for everything, otherwise what would be the use of having believers like them?
The Night Tribe must have its own legendary expert.

"Why do I feel that you came here because there are more and more seventh-level warriors around you and your cultivation progress is slow..." Su Xingyu looked at him suspiciously. It is possible for Ye Zhan to do such a thing. After all, he is a very strong guy.

The former subordinates caught up one by one, and there were too many mid-level warriors. Even though the epic threshold stopped a large number of people, the number of seventh-level warriors in the Night Tribe was increasing.

During the conquest of Giant Tree City alone, the Western Expedition Army produced nearly double-digit seventh-level warriors.

Moreover, with the changes in the environment and the favor of the gods, the qualifications of the tribesmen born now are getting higher and higher, and there will be more and more powerful people in the future.

While being happy about the strength of the Ye tribe, it is possible that Ye Zhan will feel lonely.

“There is indeed a reason for this…”

Ye Zhan chuckled, looking a little embarrassed, but soon explained in a serious tone: "It's just a little bit. Clan leader, I know my talent very well. If I continue to follow the routine, even if I can break through to the eighth level, that will be the end of me."

"And even if I really break through to the eighth level, it will only be an ordinary eighth level. This is not what I want. I want to become a truly strong man and continue to be the pillar of the Night Tribe, to defeat those powerful opponents for you, for the tribe, and for the king."

After breaking through the seventh level, Ye Zhan felt the end of his talent.

If he was not afraid of any opponent at the sixth level, he felt a little overwhelmed when he reached the seventh level.

Those who can break through to the seventh level are almost all geniuses. Even if there is a gap, it will not be particularly large.

With his strength, he can no longer crush his opponents like a sixth-level warrior.

"You might die." Su Xingyu reminded coldly.

"But I want to try."

Ye Zhan said respectfully: "Please grant me your blessing, Patriarch."

Su Xingyu was silent for a while, and finally sighed, "I hope you won't regret it in the future."

"Thank you, patriarch."

Ye Zhan looked happy.

"I'll give you three days to prepare. Just go directly to the temple after three days." Su Xingyu waved his hand. He felt tired and didn't want to pay attention to him.

Ye Zhan bowed solemnly, then said, "Take care, Patriarch." Then he turned around and left. Although he was a little reluctant, he still walked forward firmly.

"Ugh…"

Su Xingyu sighed again. He really couldn't understand why he, a god, was not in a hurry, but his clan members were so anxious.

It is obvious that he can become stronger by practicing step by step, but he insists on risking his life just to make a breakthrough as soon as possible.

I can't figure it out, I really can't figure it out.

In the blink of an eye, three days passed.

After saying goodbye to his friends, Ye Zhan came to the temple alone. Su Xingyu had made arrangements in advance, so the guards outside the door did not stop him and let him in directly. After passing through the hall of the temple and coming to the innermost part of the temple, a figure in a black robe and a mask on his face stood in front of the statue, with his back to the gate, as if he had been standing here all the time.

"Lord God's Messenger."

Ye Zhan stepped forward quickly.

"You still have a chance to regret now." The black-robed figure turned around, looked at Ye Zhan with indifferent eyes, and his voice was as flat as water.

"Lord God's Messenger, I have thought about it." Ye Zhan said with a smile.

The black-robed figure looked at him deeply, but in the end did not dissuade him any further, "If that's the case, then let's get started."

"So fast? What preparations do I need to make?" Ye Zhan asked in surprise.

"No need to prepare, just keep your mind clear and hold on." The black-robed figure replied.

The next moment, a pitch-black crack appeared above the hall, and the surroundings immediately fell into darkness.

An extremely vast consciousness squeezed out from the crack, and its eyes were cast towards Ye Zhan, with an extremely oppressive feeling.

"Greetings to my lord."

Ye Zhan looked fanatical and knelt on one knee.

His consciousness penetrated into the black-robed figure, and his aura began to rise continuously, and soon broke through the peak of the eighth level and entered a whole new realm.

Ignoring Ye Zhan's worship, only one sentence reached his ears: "Keep your mind and protect yourself." The source of darkness flowed out from the crack like a stream, wrapping Ye Zhan in it.

"Depraved."

The power of darkness erupted. The dark energy, which was already full of malice, became even more evil at this moment, as if it wanted to drag all living beings into the bottom of the abyss.

With the power of authority, Su Xingyu directly carried out an all-round transformation on Ye Zhan, transforming him into a dark creature.

"Ahhhh!!!"

Ye Zhan, who was wrapped in the divine source, felt as if his skin all over his body was pierced by needles. His eyes widened instantly. The tough guy, who had experienced hundreds of battles and had scars all over his body, could no longer suppress his pain and let out a painful roar.

Su Xingyu concentrated his attention and controlled the power of authority, not daring to be careless at all. After all, if he was not careful, his number one general would die here.

This was not the first time He had used the power of "Fall". He had tried hundreds of experiments before. Unfortunately, the success rate was not high. Only a dozen experimental subjects succeeded. The others were either transformed into mindless dark monsters or directly collapsed and died. Among them was even an epic realm warrior.

The strength of these surviving failures has been greatly enhanced, but they have no intelligence and can only kill and destroy. Even Su Xingyu, the creator, cannot control them.

As for those successful products, they were transformed into real dark creatures. If the believers favored by darkness have a dark affinity of 80, then these dark creatures have a dark affinity of at least 95.

Normal creatures are born in the world and have affinity for all elements; the only difference is the amount.

Dark creatures are different, they only have an affinity with dark forces.

This is somewhat similar to elemental life.

Falling authority is equivalent to recasting their bodies and consciousness.

If you can make it through, you are a dark creature.

If you can't hold on, either your body will collapse and you will die directly, or your will will be destroyed and you will follow your heart and become a mindless monster.

This process is very painful.

After a quarter of an hour, when Ye Zhan was about to collapse, the pain disappeared and a feeling of pleasure came over him. Infinite desire instantly arose in his heart, tempting his will to indulge in it.

Beauty, strength, power...

Ye Zhan held on to his will, his mind was empty, and the only thing left was the thought of persevering to the end.

There are two levels of depravity, physical and mental.

When he reached the second level, Su Xingyu secretly breathed a sigh of relief. In his hundreds of attempts, more than 85% of the test subjects failed at the first level. The pain of rebuilding the body was far beyond the endurance of normal creatures.

Therefore, getting through the first level basically means success.

Especially those simple-minded guys, they don’t have too many ideas and won’t be tempted by those desires.

Soon, Ye Zhan survived the test of will.

But this is not the end…

Su Xingyu waved his hand again, and Ye Zhanyi became unconscious and fell into a deep sleep.

Bring Ye Zhan into the Dark Divine Realm and throw him into the large pool filled with divine source, allowing him to complete his transformation inside. This process will take about two months.

"By the way, does this count as a new life?"

Looking at Ye Zhan who had been wrapped into a black cocoon in the Divine Source Pool, Su Xingyu suddenly thought of this question.

After thinking for a while, he felt that it should count.

So, Su Xingyu's real body walked in quickly.

"Now that we've come this far, let's add a little more."

All of the divine source of creation that had been stored for a period of time was used by Su Xingyu on Ye Zhan.

The black cocoon that absorbed the divine source of creation began to frantically absorb the divine source of darkness in the pool.

Looking at the decreasing divine source, Su Xingyu couldn't help but twitch his mouth.

……

A player plane.

A big melee is going on.

Humans, orcs, elves, dwarves...

The battlefield has been integrated with dozens of players. The assembled army has exceeded two million, and the scale is still expanding.

"Volcano, don't go too far. Do you really want to fight us to the death?" When Crazy Lion saw the players coming to reinforce again, his face looked very ugly. He couldn't hide his anger and shouted to the dwarf player opposite.

"We went too far? Crazy Lion, stop complaining first. If you guys hadn't been so ruthless, we wouldn't bother to fight you at this time." Before the dwarf player on the opposite side could say anything, the werewolf player next to him replied angrily.

"Crazy Lion, this is not how you do things. The quota has been given to you. What should we do?" The dwarf player Huoshan was also a little annoyed at this moment. "Either we split it equally, or no one should enter."

"Why!"

The mad lion was furious. "My brothers' alliance members are stronger. Why should we share positions with you?"

"Why? Because the combined strength of the two of us is stronger than yours!" The werewolf player sneered and retorted.

"you……"

Upon hearing this, the mad lion was ready to take action immediately.

But when he thought that this war had begun to affect the development of his tribe, he had to hold back.

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