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Chapter 1684 - Chapter 1684 Chapter 1685 Formation Backlash

Chapter 1684: Chapter 1685: Formation Backlash Chapter 1684: Chapter 1685: Formation Backlash Investing over a hundred divine points, the Five Elements Escape Skill still had not advanced, but Song Jian was not angry, instead, he was delighted, which indicated that the potential of the Five Elements Escape Skill was also very high. Once it reached the divine level, it would likely undergo earth-shattering changes.

Without any incident during the night, Song Jian found a spot to rest inside the abandoned temple and prepared to continue his exploration early the next morning.

His current goal was to find a Spatial Rift and build his own temple. Only by doing so would he qualify to enter the Pantheon.

Having walked alongside wanderers and ascetics, Song Jian had gathered quite a bit of information about the Divine World. Even though the three of them were entering the Divine World for the first time, the wanderers and ascetics evidently knew much more than Song Jian did. After all, they were NPCs that existed in the game for a long time. Though they didn’t look old, each of them was already over one hundred years old.

“The Bright God wholeheartedly wishes to enter the Pantheon and obtain the Scepter of Kings. I wonder if he’s succeeded in entering by now!” Song Jian looked up at the colorful divine light in the distance. The location of the Pantheon was also within a Spatial Rift. Only by establishing his own temple could he automatically gain the coordinates to the Pantheon, connecting his temple to the Pantheon.

“Let’s continue the search. It’s like looking for a stroke of luck!” Song Jian sighed somewhat gloomily as he continued onwards.

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The Divine World was boundless, filled with fierce foreign barbaric beasts everywhere, not only the progeny of divine disasters but also many other monsters. These creatures were numerous and even more powerful; ordinary gods were simply no match for them.

The God of Light, Yehriya, was the first to arrive at the Pantheon, where atop a huge divine mountain, a towering temple stood at the summit. This was the largest Spatial Rift in the Divine World, accommodating a giant mountain range that stretched for thousands of kilometers.

Atop this vast mountain range, scattered about were more than a dozen temples, surrounding the towering temple at the top of the divine mountain as if they were guards protecting their master.

At the top of the divine mountain was the Pantheon, and the dozen or so temples that surrounded it belonged to gods who possessed Main God Level strength, one of which was the temple of the God of Light, Yehriya.

Among these dozen gods who had Main God Level strength, some had already fallen, but more than half had been cast down to the mortal realm due to the recent catastrophe.

Several of these gods who had fallen to the mortal realm had strength comparable to that of the God of Light. A few Main God Level powerhouses were even figures that the God of Light would not dare to provoke. Among them, the strongest was the God of Thunder, Amuye Lai, who was also the most likely contender for the Scepter of Kings, also known as the Scepter of Lightning. It contained the power of thunder and lightning, which perfectly suited the attributes of the Lord of Thunder, Amuye Lai.

At that moment, the entrance to the Pantheon was sealed. Looking at the divine mountain in the void, the God of Light, Yehriya, was filled with boundless fury.

“Damn it, I was the first Main Deity to arrive, yet I am blocked outside the door of my own temple…” The God of Light let out a roar of anger and couldn’t help but throw a punch at the sealing light screen in the Spatial Rift.

Boom~

A huge sound echoed through the heavens. That punch was infused with all the God of Light’s power and the Power of Law, dazzling white light enveloping thousands of kilometers, flowing like plasma on the sealing light screen.

The terrifying scene lasted for a full five minutes before gradually dissipating. However, there wasn’t even a crack on the sealing light screen; the punch had failed to inflict even the slightest damage.

The God of Light snorted coldly. Although he had Main God Level strength, he had only completely mastered four or five Powers of Law, and had not yet reached the peak of his power.

However, he also understood that even though he had regained his peak strength and mastered ten Powers of Law, he was still unable to inflict the slightest damage on the seal barrier, for this seal was put in place by the God King himself.

Meanwhile, in the Poisonous Goddess’s temple, the Poisonous Goddess looked around at the wreck that was once her sanctuary and couldn’t help but let out a roar of anger.

Although she knew that decades had passed in the Divine World and that her unprotected Poisonous Goddess Temple would likely have been occupied by alien tribes, and the treasures she left behind in the temple were probably looted clean, the sight of the devastation still unleashed a fury in the Poisonous Goddess that she could not suppress!

“Where are the Holy Spirit Guards?” the Poisonous Goddess bellowed loudly. After waiting for a while, the temple remained silent without a stir.

The Poisonous Goddess’s face turned pale, her divine consciousness enveloped the entire temple in an instant, and moments later, she vanished from her spot. Shortly after, standing amidst a pile of debris deep inside the temple, a touch of blue appeared on her face.

“Damn it…” the Poisonous Goddess couldn’t help but roar again.

The Holy Spirit Guards had been crafted with many precious materials. Although they could not withstand the attacks of true Main God-Level powerhouses, their strength was not to be underestimated. To her dismay, she found that all the Holy Spirit Guards she had created had been destroyed in just over a decade.

This same scene began to replay in many temples; the God of Light, the Goddess of War, the Goddess of Dawn – almost all deities encountered the same desolation upon returning to their temples, and like magma, their rage burst forth.

At this time, Song Jian was still aimlessly searching. Along the way, Song Jian had encountered many alien beasts, different from the divine offspring; these beasts varied in shape but were alike in possessing strong abilities and vast numbers.

Song Jian even discovered many alien tribes with Main God-Level strength, occupying a vast expanse of the Divine World.

One day, Song Jian arrived at the edge of a desert. Far away, the sand dunes rolled one after another without end. The howling winds filled the air with flying grains of sand. Song Jian could even see an entire dune being slowly shifted by the wind, resembling a monstrous beast crawling.

Song Jian’s face was expressionless as he turned to leave, unwilling to set foot in the harsh desert environment.

Just then, a thunderous boom erupted from deep within the desert as a thick bolt of lightning fell from the sky, striking the depths of the desert.

A thought struck Song Jian; this was not a natural phenomenon in the desert. It bore the traces of a formation, and it seemed someone had triggered a backlash from it.

At that moment, a rolling mass of dark clouds suddenly appeared out of nowhere deep in the desert, forming a massive vortex with hidden streaks of lightning crackling within, emitting bursts of thunder.

“A formation!” A glint of joy appeared on Song Jian’s face, confirming his suspicions. Undoubtedly, someone had triggered a formation, leading to its backlash. There was no way he could mistake this familiar taste of backlash.

With a flicker of his figure, Song Jian dashed toward the depths of the desert like a bolt of lightning.

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