True Martial World

Situated inside a huge floating palace were golden mats. Each mat was five meters in diameter, as large as a wrestling ring.

These were mats that were typically used by Celestials.

But now, sitting on these mats were experts from different races.

There were both men and woman, and they came from the Soul race, the Fey race, and the human race. Gathered together, the energy fluctuations they emitted even caused the laws to quake.

These people were all Godly Monarch level experts. And among these Godly Monarchs, many of them were peak existences. A few of them were already at the patriarch level.

The two patriarchs of the Fey race were also among them.

Having this group of people gathered together could be described as having the strongest powers of the Chaos Heavens concentrated here. Any decision they made could determine the fate of the Chaos Heavens.

But now… all of them had heavy hearts as a dark cloud hung over their heads.

Every one of them was planted with the Ancestor God's tracing mark.

Many of them didn't even know when the Ancestor God had planted the mark in them. As for these marks, they were unable to do anything about them.

Decades ago, the Ancestor God had appeared in front of all of them. Back then, he already possessed the power of the Heavenly Dao. It prevented people from having any thoughts of resistance.

However, when the Ancestor God revealed his ambition—to rule over the entire Chaos Heavens—there were people who stood forward to resist him.

It was not only the Blood King. There were many from other races, but it was because of their resistance that threw the others into despair. With a mere thought, the Ancestor God subdued the resistance.

The Godly Monarchs who resisted were all made into vessels to nurture demonic servants. Now, all of them were living lives worse than death.

In a way, the Chaos Heavens had turned into a land of wailing and despair.

The strength of the Ancestor God had clearly exceeded the peerless Fey Ancestor from billions of years ago. Only Human Emperor who appeared later could beat him.

People felt grateful to the Human Emperor when contrasting him to the Ancestor God. If the Human Emperor had ruled by oppression, Godly Monarchs of that era would have to live their lives with their tails between their legs. They would be no different from slaves.

The greatest fear in a martial world was the appearance of an expert that tipped the balance. In front of such people, all rules became invalid. If the expert turned extremely ambitious, the entire Chaos Heavens would end up in peril.

"Another ten years have passed… We finally completed it in the time given…" a male human said with a sigh.

He was a human patriarch—Polar Thearch. The return of the Ancestor God spelled trouble for the various patriarchs immediately.

"According to the Ancestor God's instructions, we have set up the first two levels of the array formation. Every level takes ten years. Now, it's time we obtain the equipment needed for the third level's array formation, such as array flags and disk arrays…" Patriarch Grand Primordium from the Fey race said.

His voice sounded helpless. They had gathered here in the Celestial Palace to report on the completion of their mission and to receive a new one.

They did various things for the Ancestor God, but every mission they completed felt like they were only digging their own graves.

"What do you think the purpose of such a large-scaled worldly array is?" a female Soul Patriarch suddenly asked.

She was Wind Empress.

Her question caused everyone's hearts to palpitate.

The Ancestor God had set up the array for more than twenty years. They had naturally investigated the ultimate goal the Ancestor God had.

Everyone present was knowledgeable. With the passage of time, many people had some guesses.

However, this guess was just too astonishing. They did not even wish to consider the problem and even subconsciously tried to avoid it.

Now that the array was beginning its third stage, they could no longer ignore the question when Wind Empress raised it.

"At the Ancestor God's level, nothing matters to him. What he wants is likely the Chaos Heavens' Heavenly Dao, right?"

This was said via voice transmission by Polar Thearch. They were in a Celestial palace after all.

"After the Chaos Heavens' Heavenly Dao is devoured by the Ancestor God, our strength will likely decline sharply…"

"It will be weakened by at least thirty percent. The power of the Heavenly Dao would no longer be usable by us. When that happens, the Chaos Heavens will become the private domain of the Ancestor God. Resistance would be even more impossible…

"Furthermore, in time to come, it will become even harder to break through to the Godly Monarch realm in the Chaos Heavens. Perhaps, many geniuses will be stuck at the Godly Monarch bottleneck, never to improve. Even if they were lucky to break through to the Godly Monarch realm, they would not be as strong as the Godly Monarchs of the past. Furthermore, every time they take action, they would have to pay a non-negligible price for not being able to borrow the powers of the Heavenly Dao."

The person who spoke was War Excellency Sky Punishment, another human patriarch. He had described the situation that the Sinkhole was presently experiencing.

Hundreds of millions of years ago, the Sinkhole's Heavenly Dao was chipped. It caused the Godly Monarchs to become rare occurrences in the Sinkhole. Even if they broke through, the cost of taking action was just too high. As such, many Godly Monarchs chose to recluse themselves.

The martial path of the Sinkhole had basically been castrated by the Ancestor God.

Now, the Chaos Heavens was on the same path, and this was an outcome no Godly Monarch wished to see.

If that happened, the Chaos Heavens would slowly decline, never to return to its former glory.

Polar Thearch interlocked his fingers and held it to his forehead. He said with a heavy voice, "We cannot let this continue. When the array is completed, we would become sinners in the history of the Chaos Heavens."

Everyone fell silent before Wind Empress shook her head. "Polar, it's easier said than done. How can we fight back? You should know that the Ancestor God can set up the array even without us. It will just take him more time and effort. Do you think we can really stop him?"

"Besides, if we were to resist, we could all be wiped out by the Ancestor God. When that happens, the demonic servant seeds he planted in our bodies would gestate into a bunch of high-ranking demonic generals. These things would be more obedient than us and fully capable of setting up the array for the Ancestor God…"

Wind Empress sighed as she spoke. It was a long sigh and what she said made everyone feel despair.

Resistance was futile. Their continued survival was only granted by the Ancestor God. Such a life was an abject existence. What was the point of reaching their present heights from all that cultivation?

"How would we know failure is certain if we don't try? If we can also find an ancient array formation, we can combine all the strength of the Godly Monarch level experts in the Chaos Heavens as one, and we might be able to deal a severe blow on the Ancestor God." Polar Thearch insisted, but he knew very well that having all the Godly Monarch level figures in the Chaos Heavens join forces was easier said than done.

The number of Godly Monarch level figures who were planted with tracing marks were the minority. Many of them did not wish to be embroiled in the maelstrom.

With so many Godly Monarch level figures, it was difficult for there to be an unity. Besides, the most critical point was that any one of them could betray them to exchange for opportunities bestowed by the Ancestor God.

As long as there was a single betrayer, they were doomed.

The Godly Monarchs were discussing over voice transmissions when an indescribable oppression dawned on them. It left them stifled as they looked up. They saw an extensive red flame that appeared out of thin air and gradually, it manifested into the form of a gigantic man…