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The sky was shrouded in a foreboding gloom, as if death itself were about to descend. A chilling wave of Vital Energy Fluctuation surged through the hearts of those present, signaling that the fierce battle was nearing its end.
In the air, a tower seemed to be descending, radiating seven brilliant colors. Gradually, figures began to materialize on the ground below.
"Ah!" Zheng Yifan roared in a frenzy, ripples appearing across the tattoos on his body.
The Vitality Tower emerged in mid-air, its light pulsating with a distinct rhythm.
"Child! We must go!" The voice from above was eerily familiar; Zheng Yifan instantly recognized it as Chiyou's Fellow. The sound waves carried a chilling whisper of death that sent shivers down his spine.
Beside him, the Time-Space Barrier began to manifest. Figures emerged from within its depths.
These individuals appeared to be projections, continuously solidifying before his eyes.
More importantly, Zheng Yifan gradually recognized these figures; they were the powerful allies he relied upon. With the appearance of the Vitality Tower above, these strong ones gathered around him, and everything became clear.
The critical moment had arrived.
In an instant, it felt as though the entire world was being ravaged. The Vital Energy Fluctuation intensified violently; whether humanity could break through to another realm and survive hinged on this very moment.
An era had come to an end; would this new age allow for survival?
With a final glimmer of hope, Zheng Yifan gazed at the Strong Ones around him.
"Let the Dragon Balls return to their rightful place!" Chiyou said, looking at Zheng Yifan, while Huangdi stood beside him, also focused on Zheng Yifan.
He understood that now was the time to activate the Dragon Balls and restore completeness to the world.
"Return!" Zheng Yifan shouted fiercely. The Vital Energy Fluctuation combined with his Power of Faith into a singular force. The previously controlled Time-Space Barrier shattered in an instant, and Earth began its descent through the Temporal Turbulence.
Thunder rumbled.
The waves in the sky were terrifying, as if the world had entered its apocalypse.
The earth changed color once more. The Vital Energy of the land began to revive.
"Ah!" Zheng Yifan exclaimed, feeling his realm rapidly elevate—Seventh Level, Eighth Level, and he was even touching the threshold of the strongest Ninth Level.
Chiyou smiled at Zheng Yifan and said, "Child, be content. This is the fortune of the entire world! It was that Huangdi who kept suppressing your realm, forcing you to continuously output energy for the Time-Space Barrier. Now that your power is no longer restrained, this is when you are at your strongest. You are even on par with us." Chiyou's laughter did not last long before the sky seemed to darken.
The entire world fell into an unknown situation.
Beams of light appeared in the sky, followed by battleships entering Earth. All the strong warriors held their breath, preparing to fight them.
"Roar!" The rampaging Zombies let out their final cries, and the sea seemed to boil as the strongest beings of the ocean appeared before Zheng Yifan.
It was as if an entire continent had emerged; a monstrous figure whose shape was indistinguishable loomed like a vast landmass over the ocean. In a large shadow was a gigantic dinosaur head, and all Zheng Yifan could see were its toes.
The head was already towering above the clouds.
In the deepest part of Shennongjia, an eagle cried out, seemingly a powerful being breaking free from its cocoon.
In the Northern Abyss, there were fish known as Kun. The size of Kun was unfathomable, spanning thousands of miles. When it transformed into a bird, it was called Peng. The back of Peng also stretched for thousands of miles; it flew in anger with wings like hanging clouds.
These words described Kunpeng, but now Zheng Yifan truly wanted to tell the Ancient Sages that there really was a Kunpeng in this world.
Soaring above was indeed Kunpeng, its feathers and patterns resplendent and magnificent.
"Child! Go up! This is your generation's war. In the last battle, we failed and could only hide away; we must rely on your generation now," Huangdi said to Zheng Yifan. Beside him, Chiyou wore a broad smile.
"We are different from Huangdi and the others. We chose to escape, so let us continue to flee. You all struggle for your bright future. We are leaving." Chiyou's words were crisp and decisive as everyone entered the Vitality Tower in an instant.
The Vitality Tower transformed into a Battleship, soaring through the clouds and into the cosmos among numerous other Battleships.
"Boom!" Red beams of light struck the Battleship of the Vitality Tower, shattering their bodies into countless fragments.
The ground below seemed to tremble, echoing the world's final cry of anguish!
"Brothers! Let us provide one last escort for the predecessors of the previous era!" Zheng Yifan shouted fiercely, his hands clasped together. All his strength coalesced into one point; there was no Vital Energy, no Power of Faith.
Yet he could feel the power of the entire world, hundreds of billions of Power of Faith converging as one. It seemed that he was the last god on earth.
"God descends!" A strange phrase choked out from Zheng Yifan's throat.
Suddenly, wings appeared behind him, resembling humanity's depiction of a deity, as the image of the Twelve-Winged Envoy gradually overlapped with his form.
His right hand's Silver Spear began to transform into a bolt of lightning—like the thunder of Norse gods! The might of Zeus!
His left hand's Adamantium Shield morphed into a towering mountain before gradually becoming an axe.
The axe appeared ancient and chaotic, reminiscent of the light that opened up the earth.
Open axe! Pangu emerged with grandeur and immense power.
"Kill!" "Roar!" "Screech!"
The three voices echoed continuously in the air.
Zheng Yifan soared through the sky, his radiance intensifying. Without any techniques, he crossed his arms and swung them fiercely.
Beside him, Kunpeng let out a cry, and then a beam of light burst forth from its mouth, resembling either purple lightning or a stream of blood.
Only the unknown monster in the sea seemed to lack any formidable techniques.
Yet it was the most brutal. With a powerful kick, its entire figure appeared outside the Earth.
"Thirty battleships!" Zheng Yifan shouted coldly. The light surrounding him surged, merging thunder with the Pangu Axe, transforming into a divine light that seemed to open up the earth.
"Victory in one battle, my predecessors! Depart now; as for those enemies, we will crush them time and again in the future!" With one final roar filled with hope, Zheng Yifan swung his arms fiercely!
This marked the end of an era, the rise of a new age, and the first cry of a cosmic race! The strongest era was unfolding.
The wild lightning carried the power to create worlds, seemingly shattering the universe as a powerful black hole emerged within it.
Suddenly, a violent pull exploded around the battleships!
That was the power of the black hole, a roar signaling that a world was about to perish! The world seemed to meet its end at this very moment…(THE END)
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