Chapter 257: The Former Supreme Powerhouses (Part 2)
The music sounded, bringing with it a clear radiance that scattered the radiance belonging to the gods. What greeted Lin Jiufeng’s eyes was a woman sitting on a throne.
This woman was indescribably noble. Beneath her cold face, there was a powerful divine radiance. She was an absolutely beautiful woman.
She was from the God Race!
She descended in front of Lin Jiufeng with the 12 Music of the Gods.
“I shall continue the glory of the gods!”
The woman didn’t speak. She looked at Lin Jiufeng coldly, but a voice sounded in the air.
The throne she was sitting upon was originally the most powerful magic treasure in the world, but at this moment, it was covered in scars. All sorts of weapons had left scars on its surface.
But this still couldn’t hide the power and terrifying might of this throne, as well as the divine pressure radiating from it.
“You are a God?” Lin Jiufeng asked.
“There’s actually someone who still remembers the Gods in this era?” The voice sounded again from the void. The woman on the throne continued to look at Lin Jiufeng coldly, only blinking her eyes.
“Of course, I remember!” Lin Jiufeng said. Behind him, an overture also appeared. It was the Overture of the Gods. It descended here, causing the woman on the throne to be stunned as she watched in a daze.
“The first of the 12 Music of the Gods, the Overture of the Gods!” The voice in the air was ethereal, carrying a trace of emotion, a trace of nostalgia, and a trace of shock.
“You actually comprehended the 12 Music of the Gods in this era…”
“No wonder I came here. It turns out that it’s because you remembered the God Race!”
The woman on the throne looked at Lin Jiufeng. Her expression became gentler. Her voice came from the air. It was a woman’s voice, full of magnetism and with a trace of gentleness. Hearing it, it seeped into one’s heart, as if it could soothe all the impetuousness.
“Why did the Gods disappear?”
“What exactly happened in the past?”
“Who are you?”
Lin Jiufeng continuously asked his own queries.
He was really puzzled.
In this era, Lin Jiufeng was very powerful and invincible. He was confident that he could continue to be invincible. In this current era, no one was his match.
Not even if all the Myriad Races were to recover.
But compared to the previous eras, where many people and the past were sealed in history, Lin Jiufeng was as weak as a moth, feeling lost in the mortal world.
“The gods disappeared because of humans, but maybe the gods never disappeared!”
“What happened in the past was also something that the gods have always been searching for. But we didn’t find a specific answer.”
“I am the King of Gods!”
The woman’s expression became proud as a domineering voice sounded in the air.
“The King of Gods…” Lin Jiufeng looked at her. The woman sitting on the throne crossed her legs. Her aura was peerless. She looked ahead as if she was looking at the endless years ago when she looked down on all her enemies.
“Can you tell me what exactly happened in the Age of the Gods?” Lin Jiufeng asked solemnly.
“The Age of the Gods was a tragedy. I don’t remember what happened either. You can explore it yourself. I’m just a wisp of memory, here to spread the Great Dao of the gods. Since you have the 12 Music of the Gods, it shouldn’t be difficult for you to comprehend it.” The King of Gods looked at Lin Jiufeng. A voice sounded from the void. Then, with a bang, the radiance of the gods directly exploded. Endless light shrouded Lin Jiufeng.
In these lights, Lin Jiufeng saw how terrifying the gods were. He saw the power of the gods that could create worlds, and he also saw the Great Dao of the gods.
She didn’t hide it at all.
The gods and the Great Dao were there. He could reach out and comprehend it at any time.
Lin Jiufeng didn’t waste time asking questions. He seized the opportunity to comprehend it. He had very little time. He only had one day, there wasn’t much to waste.
The Dao of the gods was that of supreme glory. In the kingdom of the gods, everyone was very talented, always advancing towards a higher level. The gods brought hope to the world. This radiance of the gods was so dazzling and the Great Dao of the gods was so powerful.
Lin Jiufeng absorbed it frantically. Just as the King of Gods had said, he had the 12 Music of the Gods. It wasn’t difficult for him to comprehend it at all.
The Dao of the gods was a huge one, and it was also a great one. The glory of the gods disappearing in the long river of history was a type of loss to the world.
The King of Gods didn’t hide anything and displayed everything to Lin Jiufeng. Even if Lin Jiufeng couldn’t comprehend it now, it didn’t matter.
It was good enough as long as he could memorize it.
The King of Gods looked at Lin Jiufeng. Her eyes were gentle, carrying a trace of brightness and also a kind of hope.
After showing Lin Jiufeng the Great Dao of the gods, the King of Gods slowly dissipated. In this chaotic space, she completely disappeared.
One day passed.
Lin Jiufeng opened his eyes and looked around. It was empty. There was no trace of the King of Gods anymore. He felt slightly regretful.
“I still have many questions to ask,” Lin Jiufeng said to himself. But thinking about it carefully, the King of Gods that had appeared in front of him was just a wisp of consciousness. She didn’t know much. Even if he asked the questions, she probably couldn’t answer them.
After absorbing the Dao of the gods, Lin Jiufeng’s realm advanced by leaps and bounds. He felt that he had improved a lot, but he didn’t know exactly what realm he had reached.
Because his current realm on the surface was only the second stage of the False Immortal Realm, the Forming of the Five Energies.
But his realm in the dark had already soared to an unknown extent.
When he went out this time, as long as he started transcending the tribulation, he would climb to a very high realm in a single step.
Lin Jiufeng didn’t care about these now. What he cared more about was who would appear next.
Boom!
On the fourth day, the chaotic space began to tremble, emitting endless light. It transformed into a sharp blade that swept through the nine heavens, cutting through the vast expanse in front of it.
A poem sounded.
“I have an immortal heart that has been locked up by the dust for a long time. When the dust is gone, this heart will appear again and shine through the myriad mountains and rivers!”
Lin Jiufeng’s heart trembled when he heard this poem. He hurriedly opened his eyes to take a look.
A figure standing at the end of the world appeared in Lin Jiufeng’s eyes. This figure possessed a mighty power, but it was fighting against the heavens.
“Immortal King Attacking the Nine Heavens!” Lin Jiufeng called out involuntarily.
He was familiar with this figure. This was the phenomenon that he had signed in not long ago.
Immortal King Attacking the Nine Heavens!
From the past, a terrifying Immortal King appeared out of nowhere and went against the heavens. He created a peerless scene that was recorded by many people.
After Lin Jiufeng had signed in successfully, he had always been learning about the might of the Immortal King Attacking the Nine Heavens phenomenon. It was really terrifying. And now, he saw the main character of this phenomenon with his own eyes.
“Immortal King…” Lin Jiufeng shouted.
“Great Emperor Jiufeng!” The Immortal King nodded at Lin Jiufeng.
This was an ordinary middle-aged man. His figure was slightly thin, and he was dressed in linen clothes. He looked like an ordinary mortal merchant.
But wherever he stood, he would become the center of the world.
A mysterious Immortal King in the long river of history!
“Immortal King, you know me?” Lin Jiufeng asked curiously.
“I sensed that someone was gathering the Great Dao of the supreme powerhouses, so I peeked into a sliver of the future. I saw a corner of the future, so I sent this wisp of consciousness here. I hope it can help you out, Great Emperor Jiufeng!” The Immortal King said calmly.
There was no aura around him. He was like an ordinary person, and his words were also very gentle.
He didn’t look like an invincible Immortal King, but more like a neighbor’s uncle.
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