Chapter 255: Ancient Ruins Revival
There are more than one players who intercepted the stream of light and got the items wrapped inside. It can even be said that the number is very large.

These players also have different coping strategies after getting something.

Some players know that they are not strong enough and are cautious in character. They worry that their things will be taken away by others, so they choose to quit while they are ahead and prepare to deal with the items first before looking for the source of the items.

There are also some players who, although not strong enough, are very adventurous. They decide to take a chance and find out if they can get more from it.

They are well aware that their strength has lagged far behind others. It is probably unrealistic to catch up with those strong ones through normal development methods.

So if you want to overtake others, there is only one way, relying on opportunity.

And it is obvious that this is a very rare opportunity.

The opportunity has already appeared. Whether you can seize it depends entirely on your own ability.

……

Another remote dark void.

There are also not many planes here, and as for the player plane, there is not even one.

Even the Void Beasts dislike this place, so there is no way any player would choose this place.

Except when players come here to mine, it is rare to see any living creatures active here at other times.

But recently, things have been a little different.

There is a lot more vitality here.

A player followed the direction of the light, followed its trajectory, traveled through the dark void, and found the source of the light.

When this player arrived here, there were already more than a dozen players waiting here.

They were all players who were mining nearby. They either intercepted the light stream directly or learned about the situation through their believers, so they rushed over directly.

There was a distance between each of them, and they were wary of each other, for fear of being ambushed.

"Alvin, you're here too." A man saw that the new player was someone he knew, and immediately greeted him.

The man named Alvin turned around when he heard this, and then landed next to the man, about a few hundred meters away, a relatively safe distance.

"Is this the source of those things? A space crack?"

Looking at the space crack that continued to overflow with ancient aura, Alvin asked his companions questions.

The space crack was still relatively stable at this time. Although the crack was expanding, there was no energy shock.

"Don't ask me, I don't know either. I just came a few days earlier than you." Duke shook his head and replied.

Seeing this, Alvin asked, "Have you explored the situation inside the crack? Use your spiritual sense, or send an avatar in."

"We've tried every method you can think of, but nothing works. The space crack has a very strong repulsive effect, and nothing can get in." Duke chuckled and shook his head.

Then He smiled and said, "If you don't believe it, you can try it yourself."

Hearing this, Alvin frowned slightly, then extended his spiritual sense carefully towards the space crack.

He was very cautious and did not completely believe his companions' words. At the same time, he was prepared that if something went wrong, he would directly split his consciousness and abandon that part of his mental awareness.

When his spiritual sense detected the crack a thousand meters away, Alvin felt a very strong resistance, and his spiritual consciousness could not move forward at all.

Even though Alvin possessed the strength of a demigod, he could not move forward at this moment. After trying for a while, Alvin had no choice but to give up.

When the other players saw this, they all smiled inexplicably, obviously having suffered a loss just now.

Alvin thought about it, looked at Duke next to him, hesitated for a moment, and asked softly: "By the way, Duke, did you intercept the light ball?"

"Just ask what you want to ask, don't beat around the bush. I intercepted one, and inside was a holy-level armor." Duke rolled his eyes at him, then said with some envy, "But I heard that someone got a semi-divine weapon from it, I don't know if it's true."

"Semi-artifact, is this true or false?"

There was a glint in Alvin's eyes and a look of surprise on his face.

For ordinary players like them, semi-artifacts are still rare treasures. Apart from the growth artifacts given by the system, they have very few semi-artifacts, or even none at all.

"I just heard it from others. How would I know whether it's true or not?" Duke rolled his eyes, waved his hand and stopped talking.

A group of players just stood in the distance, quietly watching the space crack. They could all sense that the changes in this space crack had not ended. If those streams of light were spraying out from here, then they would definitely continue to spray out later.

In this way, everyone waited here for several months, during which time other beings arrived one after another, including divine players and indigenous creatures, all of whom were demigod-level beings.

Under the expectant gaze of everyone, the space crack finally reached its peak. The crack was shining brightly and the surrounding void began to tremble.

"I'm coming."

"After waiting for so long, there is finally some movement."

The void vibrated, and the surrounding space became unstable. Space cracks appeared from time to time, but everyone did not retreat. Instead, they moved forward a considerable distance. At the same time, the divine power in their bodies began to surge, and they were ready for battle.

boom--

With a loud bang, nearly a hundred colorful streams of light flew out from the space crack at an incredibly fast speed.

Even though everyone was prepared, they were still startled, and then they all took action, each showing their magical powers, trying to intercept the stream of light.

"This is mine, don't fight with me for it!"

An orc player roared, and mobilized all his energy to block a stream of light containing surging energy.

Wrapped in the light, they indeed could not detect the objects wrapped in the flowing light, but from the energy contained in the flowing light, they could judge the level of the objects inside.

The more energy it contains, the higher the level of the item.

The stream of light intercepted by the orc player should, if nothing unexpected happens, be a demigod-level item.

"Who do you think you are? If you say it's yours, then it's yours?!" Another dwarf player sneered and also stared at the stream of light.

Although nearly a hundred streams of light flew out at the same time just now, the amount of energy similar to the stream of light in front of him was less than a palm's worth.

Soon, the void, which had been very calm just now, immediately became chaotic. Everyone started fighting and scrambling for the flowing light. There were also guys who were not strong enough and could not stop the flying flowing light. They could only chase after the flowing light and wait for its energy to be consumed.

"Fuck, a holy staff."

"What the hell is this, a memory crystal?" "Fuck, it's a blueprint for making an epic weapon, what use is this to me?"

"What a bunch of rubbish. It's just a piece of legendary armor, and it's incomplete. I'm speechless."

Rays of light were intercepted, revealing the items wrapped inside. The values ​​of the items varied greatly, from priceless demigod-level props to worthless handicrafts.

But even so, everyone still intercepted it enthusiastically. After all, these things were free, and it would be a profit if they got them.

The gushing of the space crack did not stop there. It erupted five times in a row. The number of streams of light increased each time. In just three days, nearly a thousand streams of light flew out of it.

Some streams of light were intercepted, and some flew into the dark void, or stopped after their energy was exhausted, or crashed into meteorites or planes.
Not only here, but in the entire intermediate realm, 'ancient ruins' have emerged everywhere, and light is constantly gushing out, bringing items from the ancient gods' era to this era.

The movement throughout the entire intermediate realm naturally could not be concealed any longer, and more and more players came from afar to join the battle.

It can be foreseen that a terrible storm is about to sweep across the entire void.

Bloody plane.

On the top of the snow-capped mountains, there is a huge manor, which is surrounded by towering snow-capped mountains. They are like tall guards guarding the yard, always protecting the safety of the yard.

For all the creatures in this plane, whether they are clan believers or spirit players, this snow mountain is a very mysterious place, it can even be called a restricted area, and no one is allowed to enter without permission.

In the backyard, the grass is covered with various rare plants, all of which are priceless magical herbs in the outside world. However, at this moment, they are all used as ornamental items and are placed casually like ordinary flowers and plants.

In the center of the courtyard, there is an exquisite pavilion with a stone table in it. Two men are sitting in front of the table, savoring the tea in their cups.

The two were none other than the elders of the Bloody Dawn, Yongye and the Teacher.

The teacher took a sip of tea and looked at the young man in front of him, and couldn't help but sigh: "Time flies. It seems like it's been almost fifty years since we last met?"

"Maybe."

Su Xingyu shook the teacup, looking a little bored.

"The disadvantage of the immortal species is that one does not know the length of time." The teacher's eyes were a little confused. The longer he lived, the weaker his concept of time became.

"Don't really become a 'god'." Su Xingyu glanced at him and said with a chuckle.

"hehe."

The teacher also smiled and said, "That's not the case. Even if I'm not as good as you, I'm not a loser. I still have some self-control."

The gods have always been high in the sky, enjoying the faith of hundreds of millions of believers. Coupled with the tempering of long years, their personalities have gradually become indifferent, and the divine side of them has begun to prevail.

If you continue like this, one day you will become a real "god".

Su Xingyu smiled and said, "It's okay. If one day you really lose your humanity, come to me and I will help you change back."

"It's not necessary."

The teacher's face darkened and he quickly refused. He did not doubt Su Xingyu's strength, but who knew how the other party would change 'him' back.

He changed the subject, "I heard that not long ago, you had a fight with a strong man from the South District. How did it feel?" Nowadays, strong players have not fought each other for a long time, and there is no ranking list. No one has an accurate concept of the strength of other players, so they can only make an estimate based on the original ranking.

"After a few moves, it doesn't count as a fight."

Su Xingyu shook his head, then thought for a while before saying, "As for strength, it's probably about the same as a martial artist, maybe a little weaker. I haven't fought him in depth, so I can't be too accurate."

"Not leaving anything behind is not in line with your style." Upon hearing this, the teacher asked curiously. In his impression, the young man in front of him has always been a tough guy.

If you don't take action, then nothing will happen. But if you do take action, there will definitely be results.

"It's like I'm some big villain who will hurt people if I attack."

Su Xingyu glanced at him, speechless, and then explained: "The other party is not simple behind the scenes, just teach him a lesson. If you really kill him, it's not sure whether it will succeed, and even if it succeeds, it will not be worth it."

While they were chatting, there was a sudden "beep beep" sound. Someone sent him a message through the system information channel. Su Xingyu frowned slightly and then checked it.

It was sent by his new younger brother, Chen Ming.

"What's wrong?" The teacher put down his teacup and asked curiously.

"Some interesting situations have occurred in the void, and the remains of the ancient gods have revived." Su Xingyu did not hide it from the teacher. This kind of thing could not be concealed. Even an amateur like Chen Ming could get the news. With the power of Bloody Dawn, he would definitely know it.

This was indeed the case. Not long after, news about the revival of the ancient ruins appeared in the 'group', and the news was more detailed than what Chen Ming knew.

"The ancient ruins are constantly spewing out creations from the ancient gods, even real artifacts and godheads. It's really true."

Looking at the message in the group, a smile appeared on the teacher's face. "Interesting, it seems that this void is going to be in chaos again. I encountered such a thing just after coming out of retreat. My luck is pretty good..."

With just a few pieces of information, the teacher predicted that a war was inevitable.

There are too many monks and too little porridge, and there are differences in strength. It is inevitable that there will be disputes, and fighting is the inevitable result.

And unlike the previous small-scale fights, this time everyone has grown up and the battle will be more brutal.

Perhaps, many players will die this time.

"It's really interesting."

There was a cold light in Su Xingyu's eyes, but he still had a smile on his face.

For Him, the upcoming battle will be a feast, a feast where he can obtain treasures.

Others need to worry about danger, but He doesn't. This is the confidence of being the strongest.

"I was thinking we could have a good chat after not seeing each other for so long, but now it seems like that's not possible."

After chatting for a few more sentences, the teacher could no longer sit still, so he stood up and walked out of the pavilion. His figure turned into light and disappeared. "I'll go back and prepare first, and I'll contact you later."

"It's already so late, what's the harm if it's a little later?"

Su Xingyu shook his head and slowly drank the tea in the cup. Then he stood up and waved his hand. The tea set on the stone table immediately turned into powder and dissipated with the wind.

Afterwards, he also opened the teleportation gate, walked into it, left the Blood Li Plane, and returned to the Eternal Night Plane.

The entire courtyard returned to peace again.

(End of this chapter)