247: Chapter 247 Sealing Heaven and Earth! Crushing the Gods!

High above the sky, the Heavenly God Old Ancestor, having just reshaped his Physical Body, looked down at the Shadow of God Clone below.

There was no anger in his eyes, only the indifference one might show when looking at an ant.

"To be able to stand forcibly under the rules of life and death set by this deity, your Divine Soul and will are indeed impressive. But, you are not a Saint after all."

The Heavenly God Old Ancestor's voice was like a booming bell, carrying the irresistible decree of the Heavenly Dao: "Once this deity spends a few days stabilizing this hard-won Saint Realm, I will be able to break through the boundary and head to the Major Thousand Worlds."

"But before that..."

The Heavenly God Old Ancestor's gaze swept over the Human Race Prodigies below, his tone becoming cold and bone-chilling:

"The Human Race will serve as the sacrifice for this deity's sanctification and will be completely eradicated from among the ten thousand races!"

Su Feng's Clone stared at him expressionlessly and abruptly asked a question:

"Where is Jialuo?"

Upon hearing the two words "Jialuo," the corner of the Heavenly God Old Ancestor's calm Saint face twitched noticeably.

"Very good."

"At death's door, you don't beg for mercy, but instead are still thinking about the Goddess of my God Race. You Human Race are indeed a lowly species fit only to be controlled by desire!"

"Since your obsession is so deep, this deity will let you die with understanding! As the hope of my God Race, Jialuo was already sent to the Major Thousand Worlds by me using a secret technique the moment before I stepped into the Pool of Creation! You ants are destined to never see her again in this lifetime!"

Learning of Jialuo's whereabouts, a flash of realization crossed Su Feng's eyes.

"So she ran up above. I was wondering why I didn't find her even after turning the Pure Land of the Gods upside down."

Su Feng rubbed his wrists. Since he had obtained the information he wanted, this old thing had lost its last bit of utility.

"Noisy."

Below, Su Feng's Clone stopped talking nonsense.

He slowly raised his left hand, and his five fingers spread out casually in the Void Realm.

"Hum—!"

Accompanied by a terrifying fluctuation, a nine-story pagoda, dark cyan in color with countless ancient Dao seal scripts engraved on its surface, slowly emerged above his palm.

[Supreme Dao Artifact — [heaven-sealing earth-locking tower]!]

[This tower is a Great Emperor-level Magic Treasure, containing the complete Space Law of the Major Thousand Worlds. Once activated, it can forcibly suppress any living being below the Great Emperor level within its range, forcing them to the same Realm as the user! It cannot be broken by anyone except a Great Emperor!]

This was the second time Su Feng had used this cheat-level Divine Artifact.

Let alone the Heavenly God Old Ancestor, who was just an Elementary Saint who had just survived the Lightning Tribulation. Even if a Peak Saint who was about to touch the threshold of a Great Emperor were standing here, as long as they were covered by this tower, they would have to obediently lower their cultivation to the Golden Immortal Ninth Path Great Perfection according to Su Feng's rules!

And once lowered to the same Realm, facing Su Feng's [Immunity to All Laws] and [Immortal-Demon Dual Body]...

"Go."

Su Feng's Clone parted his thin lips and spat out a single word indifferently.

"Boom—!!!"

The heaven-sealing earth-locking tower left his hand and instantly expanded in the wind!

A massive, sky-covering cyan tower shadow inverted and slammed down, firmly trapping the high-and-mighty newly ascended Saint within it!

The Heavenly God Old Ancestor, who had been preparing to unleash divine punishment the second before.

The next second.

"My... my rules?! My Realm!!!"

The Heavenly God Old Ancestor's face instantly turned deathly pale, and for the first time, terror welled up in those divine eyes!

If one were to ask when a cultivator is most desperate?

It is never when struggling bitterly in the Lightning Tribulation.

It is when, after going through nine deaths and one life to finally survive the tempering of ten thousand paths, just as you have tasted the invincible feeling of being above all living beings, you are slapped back to your original form!

Not far away, the Empress, who had originally prepared for a desperate fight, stared blankly at the cyan pagoda exuding the majesty of an Extreme Dao Great Emperor.

She subconsciously rubbed her eyes, and after confirming again and again that she was not trapped in some absurd illusion, the Empress... broke down!

"You guy!!! You actually carry a complete Great Emperor-level Magic Treasure with you?!!!"

The Empress's voice was trembling.

As an Extreme Dao Great Emperor who once suppressed a Star Domain, how could she not know the terror of this thing?!

Great Emperor! That is a peerless mighty figure capable of suppressing thousands of Star Domains!

In an era where Heavenly Emperors do not appear, the Great Emperor is the absolute ceiling of combat power in this vast Universe!

A Great Emperor-level Magic Treasure is a supreme Extreme Dao weapon that requires the consumption of a Great Emperor to nurture!

She had one in her previous life, but it was shattered in that great battle.

And this Su Feng, where did he pull this kind of Magic Treasure from?!

"If you had this thing, why didn't you take it out earlier?!" The Empress roared crazily in her heart.

And those old alien giants hiding in the dark, thinking that after the Heavenly God Old Ancestor became a Saint, they would follow the God Race to counterattack the Human Race.

At this moment, they all felt as if they had fallen into an ice cellar, silent as cicadas in winter!

Even the high-and-mighty Saint had no power to fight back in front of Su Feng.

What did they count for?

The move Su Feng showed was tantamount to warning the ten thousand races.

Inside the Titan Race territory.

Tai Yuan, the strongest of the younger generation sitting on the throne, looked at the miserable appearance of the Heavenly God Old Ancestor.

He suddenly stood up, his mountain-like body decisively striding towards the direction of the Human Race's preparation area.

"Tai Yuan, where are you going?" Ancestor Titan asked, full of confusion.

"To hug a thigh!"

Tai Yuan did not look back, answering crisply, without any psychological burden or hesitation as a member of an ancient royal race.

"..."

Ancestor Titan was silent.

Looking at the Human Race youth who could even walk a Saint like a dog, Ancestor Titan sighed deeply.

When the gap in strength is so great that one cannot even feel jealousy, this kid choosing to be the first batch of "loyal subjects" might really be the wisest path to preserve the Titan Race.

...

Inside the forbidden space of the heaven-sealing earth-locking tower.

The Heavenly God Old Ancestor was like a dead fish out of water, his eyes staring fixedly at Su Feng who was walking over slowly.

His ten divine feathered light wings, which he was so proud of, were now crudely pinched together by one of the Shadow of God's hands.

And the Shadow of God's other hand, like pinching a chick, was tightly gripping the Heavenly God Old Ancestor's neck, lifting his entire person into mid-air.

"Yes, that's it. Breathe deeply."

Su Feng's main body coldly conveyed his will through the Clone.

He looked at the Heavenly God Old Ancestor's face, which was gradually turning purple-blue due to suffocation, and a smile curled on the corner of his mouth:

"No need to struggle, it won't be painful soon."

Su Feng did not use any flashy immortal techniques or Martial Skills, nor did he leave any last shred of dignity for this former overlord.

Relying solely on the terrifying physical strength of his [Immortal-Demon Dual Body], he just crushed the Heavenly God Old Ancestor's neck bit by bit!

This most primitive method of physical execution was clearly presented in the eyes of all alien races in the Three Thousand Upper Realms through the tower shadow!

At this moment, the depths of the Souls of the powerhouses of the ten thousand races were finally completely branded with the fear named "Su Feng"!

If before, they still held the wishful thinking that "this Su Feng will eventually ascend and leave, and as long as they survive, they can make a comeback."

But at this moment, looking at the Saint who was crushed to death alive.

Everyone of this generation of alien races knew in their hearts that this fear, deeply rooted in their bone marrow, had completely taken hold.

Even if Su Feng is not here in the future, as long as there is someone from the Su Family alive, this will be their eternal nightmare!

"Crack!"

Accompanied by a crisp sound of bone cracking.

The Heavenly God Old Ancestor's middle-aged appearance, which had originally returned to youth, began to age rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The life fluctuation of a Saint within him dissipated completely amidst unwilling twitches.

"Whoosh—"

When the last trace of vitality was extinguished.

The Heavenly God Old Ancestor's Physical Body and Divine Soul disintegrated instantly, turning into golden light spots all over the sky.

And among those light spots, a pale yellow parchment paper exuding profound rules floated slowly into Su Feng's hand.

Su Feng knew that this was the crystallization of a Saint's lifelong insights after falling — [saint slip]!

"Hoo..."

The Empress stood not far away.

She looked at the man like a demon god with complex expressions.

She bit her red lips, struggling for a long time.

Finally.

The Empress took a deep breath and walked behind Su Feng's Clone.

"Su Feng, I have something to tell you!"