Chapter 2015: Shang Long's Sword (1)

Chapter 2015: Shang Long's Sword (1)



At the top of the Milky Way, the expression of the Spiritual Race's Holy Ancestor, Chuling, changed. He exclaimed, "As expected, the trump card of the ancient God Race is not only the ultimate Guardian of the Nine Luminaries, but it also has the power of nine stars!"

Yuan and Hei Yang were silent. An indescribable fear gradually appeared in their hearts. Were the ancient gods really buried by them? If they were really buried by them, why did they have so many backup plans?

In the starry sky above the moon of the solar system, the second Ultimate Guardian of the Moon struck the finger of the Holy Ancestor at lightning speed. The shockwave spread out in all directions in a three-dimensional manner. It looked exceptionally beautiful under the passage of the space rays.

Above the moon, Shang Long frowned slightly. The power of the Ultimate Guardian of the Moon, which was condensed after the nine stars gathered, seemed to be much weaker than the previous Ultimate Guardian of the Moon.

He was so close to the finger of the Spiritual Race's Holy Ancestor that he could already sense it.

The Ultimate Guardian of the Moon had destroyed more than 40% of the Spiritual Race's Holy Ancestor's power. The Ultimate Guardian of the Moon after the gathering of the Nine Stars had only obliterated 30% of the power of the Holy Ancestor's finger.

The decrease was huge.

The finger of the Spiritual Race's Holy Ancestor was still there. Although there was less than 30% of his strength left, Shang Long could clearly sense that to him, this 30% of his strength was still a monstrous power.

He still could not block it. But the nine stars of the Nine Luminaries trembled again. Another Moon Ultimate Guardian suddenly condensed on the moon and slashed at the Holy Ancestor's finger again.

"I seriously suspect that there might be eight to nine ultimate Guardians condensed after the nine stars gather. I might not be able to stop them alone. Can the two of you lend me another hand?" Holy Ancestor Chuling said.

Hei Yang shook his shoulders, indicating that his back was bare. The 32 pairs of holy power wings that he had accumulated over the years had all been used. He was helpless. It was the same for Yuan. He had also used all 32 pairs of energy wings. At this moment, he was already helpless.

"Since there's nothing we can do, we might as well fail." The Holy Ancestor of the Spiritual Race, Chuling, sneered.

"Chuling, our strength has really been exhausted-"

Before Yuan could finish his sentence, he was interrupted by Holy Ancestor Chuling. "There's no need to be so hypocritical in front of us! You did consume a lot of power just now, but as long as you're willing, it's still possible! I don't have to tell you the details, right? Who doesn't understand each other between the three of us?"

After saying that, Chuling paused for a moment and said, "Of course, if you are willing to plan, prepare, and invest so much time into this plan and completely fail, then pretend I didn't say anything. Heh, who knew how many years it would be before we had such an opportunity again? Most importantly, the Blue Star humans on the other side are growing rapidly!"

"Are you talking about exploding stars?" Hei Yang frowned. Clearly, he understood the seriousness of what the Holy Ancestor Chuling was saying.

Yuan's gaze swept past Hei Yang before returning to the Holy Ancestor, Chuling. "It's not that I can't bear to! Instead, it was because our power in the solar system had completely dissipated. We could not unleash it even if we wanted to.

"Previously, it was your power that locked onto the location of the Moon Star first. Then, we followed your aura closely. However, your power has already entered the solar system. Even if we are willing, we won't be able to provide effective support!" Yuan said.

"Chuling, you go first! At most, you'll suffer a huge loss. We'll compensate you if it succeeds." Hei Yang chuckled.

"Success? Do you think I'll believe you?" The Holy Ancestor sneered.