World’s End: My Keyword is One More Than Others

Chapter 572

When something unusual happens, it must be a demon.

Du Ge always approached problems with logic and reason.

In this world, all the Great Golden Immortals were trapped by their realms, so it was reasonable for the Taixuan Emperor to retreat and attempt to break through to the Saint realm.

But his noble sacrifice to suppress the Blood Ancestor was an abnormal act...

This world had endured the Struggle of Doctrines, the Dragon-Phoenix Calamity, the War of the Witches and Demons, the War of the Immortals and Demons, and other great tribulations.

These calamities often involved two races vying for dominance in the world.

Only the Chaos of the Blood Ancestor was a disaster initiated by a single person.

What confidence did the Taixuan Emperor have to suppress the Blood Ancestor with just his own power, when it required the elites of an entire era to do so?

The last time the Taixuan Emperor appeared was at the Queen Mother's Peach Banquet, which was six hundred thousand years ago.

In those six hundred thousand years, he had ample time to seek help from the outside world, yet he chose not to, opting instead to retreat...

Such abnormal behavior suggested either the Blood Ancestor had possessed the Taixuan Emperor, or he was eyeing the Blood Ancestor's legacy.

A Blood Ancestor who had stirred up an era's calamity was unlikely to let himself be trapped in the Taixuan Cave Heaven.

Thus, the latter possibility seemed more likely.

However, the current situation of the Taixuan Emperor might not be good.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have used the Apricot Yellow Flag to suppress his blood energy and help the disciples of several Great Golden Immortals suppress their blood energy.

Unlike the Taixuan Emperor and others, Du Ge, who had gathered the fortune of the human race, had very keen senses.

The moment he saw the Taixuan Emperor, he felt locked on, as if being watched by a natural enemy, ready to unleash a thunderstorm of attacks at the slightest movement.

The pressure from the Taixuan Emperor even exceeded the combined pressure of the three Ziwei Emperors.

The Taixuan Emperor was indeed worthy of being an old Great Golden Immortal who had survived three great tribulations, though it might also be due to his cultivation of the blood technique.

Regardless of whether the Taixuan Emperor intended to lure them in to kill them, the result was already set, and the dignity of the Heavenly Dao's avatar could not be diminished.

If he couldn't win, he would pull the other party in...

"In my world, there is the Ancestor of the Nether River, who became a saint through the blood technique," Du Ge said with a slight smile, skipping over the reason why the Taixuan Emperor cultivated the blood technique.

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