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Chapter - 3576

Chapter 3576

Just then, a boundless, dark figure emerged in the sky. A cold, indifferent voice resonated, leaving the world momentarily colorless. "I am Zeke! I won't tolerate you Emerald Sword Sect, slaughtering my people from the Pantheon!" Zeke's figure trembled greatly as the aura began to show signs of merging with him. The arrival brought an overwhelming presence, casting an endless light of darkness, akin to a black hole. It swallowed everything in its path, looking down upon all creation. However, even with his world-dominating capabilities and overwhelming power, he couldn't help but cry out in surprise. "Huh? My physical form? How is that possible?" The last sentence was spoken in unison with Zeke. Zeke's heart quivered intensely, an onslaught of turbulent, dark emotions unexpectedly surging within him. In an instant, he felt an overwhelming urge to obliterate everything around him, hoping to find solace in the aftermath of destruction. Just then, he was struck with a severe pain in his brow, causing everything before his eyes to become a blur. The scenery before his eyes transformed. A multitude of lotus flowers blanketed the pond, forming an endless sea of blossoms. Each flower held a radiant blue orb. Above lay a world brimming with vital energy. However, countless worlds had already been shattered at that moment. All that was seen was a solitary boat, making its way across the river. An elderly man dressed in blue was atop, leisurely rowing his solitary oar. Suddenly, he turned his gaze toward Zeke. "The Pantheon?" His voice was deep, resonating with an ancient and chilling tone. Zeke's mind nearly exploded with shock. His mind throbbed with intense pain, his thoughts collapsing. Just as he was on the brink of devastation, the scene before his eyes shifted once more, revealing the distant darkness of the deep, shadowy cosmos. A dark divine being, wielding a massive black spear, thrust it toward a boundless, terrifying blue star. However, it seemed as if time had frozen at that moment. Suddenly, a sound akin to a thunderclap exploded in Zeke's mind. "The Pantheon should be annihilated!" Then, a more terrifying wave of sound ensued. The shock turned Zeke's face deathly pale. "You can't mess with the Pantheon!"

"We're destined to shatter everything!" "Only through the annihilation of all things can there be a chance for a better rebirth!" "You all are nothing more than parasites..." "Begone, you insignificant being!" "Reincarnation, if you don't act now, then when will you?" "This is the only chance. Hurry and let him enter the cycle of reincarnation! Let him reincarnate once more!" The howling gale echoed in his ears. The scene before Zeke transformed once again. Before him, within the celestial dome, countless orbs of light materialized. Each orb contained a figure, every one of them radiating an overwhelming aura. "I am the Supreme Deity of the Nine Thousand Realms!" "I am the Sovereign of the Worldly Realm!" "I am the Divine Lord of the Nine Abysses!" "I am the Almighty Flame God of the Fire Realm!" "I am the Celestial Sage of the Pryncyp Realm!" "Zeke Williams! You are the Divine Patriarch of the Pantheon! Whether it is life or death, the God King of Reincarnation sacrificed eons of vital energy to offer you a new choice. Time may be irreversible, but your inner pryncyp can be. The cycle of destruction and creation isn't a universal law but a clever ruse. If you choose to perish, then perish! If you choose anew, there's no need for annihilation! Why bother with rebirth? As realm masters, we cannot intervene. We'll wait until we meet again!" The howling wind sounded once again in his ear. The scenery shifted and before he knew it, he found himself back inside the Worldly Palace. However, at that moment, the Worldly Palace revealed its true appearance. With its splendid towers and pavilions, it seemed like a mystical fairyland shrouded in mist. "What did you see? The memory you just experienced was left behind by an ancient power. Can your present self see these fragments of memory?" An indifferent voice rang out. Her voice was pure, melodious, and pleasing to the ear. The owner of that aura seemed to possess unparalleled strength. Her voice alone was enough to send Zeke's mind into a state of shock. After a brief moment, Zeke took two deep breaths, finally managing to regain his composure. Is she Worldly Immortal? He knew that overthinking wouldn't get him anywhere.