Everlasting Dragon Emperor

According to his previous deduction, six hundred prehistoric crystals should be able to make his cultivation reach the peak of the second-tier divine master.

In that case, a total of 3,000 primordial crystals would allow his cultivation to break through to the Divine Master Triple Layer.

But now, the amount of prehistoric crystals he needed for cultivation exceeded his own expectations.

Calculating this way, a total of three thousand prehistoric crystals, not enough for him to break through the threefold of the gods, he needs more prehistoric crystals.

This is not good news for him.

Honghuangjing, one piece is hard to find, it is very precious, only in the ruins of the universe, it is obtained by the masters of the Divine Master Realm, and it is usually directly refined, and one piece is used less.

Because, such treasures as the Primordial Crystal, only the Primordial Continent of the last epoch can continuously condense. The ruins of the universe now have no conditions to condense the Primordial Crystal.

In other words, one day, when the ruins of the universe are completely developed and the prehistoric crystals are excavated, it will be difficult for the existence of the Divine Master Realm to improve the cultivation level.

After the Prestige Crystal is gone, the Divine Master is the pinnacle of cultivation, breaking through to this realm, it will be difficult to improve.

"Honghuangjing, Honghuangjing, most of the ancestral mountains, there are still many Honghuangjing, but unfortunately, I can't get in!"

Lu Ming sighed inwardly.

It is impossible for him to learn from the human race and cut the lifeline of Zushan into it.

This is tantamount to destroying a race, besides, the Yan race also belongs to the human race.

Big deal to go to other places to find the prehistoric crystal.

Time is hurried, two months passed in a blink of an eye.

Lu Ming's cultivation is still in the late stage of the Divine Master Double Stage, and Qiuqiu, although he has practiced with all his strength, still stays at the Divine Master Triple Level, and has not reached the Divine Master Level 4.

This day is the grandest festival in the ten years in the Star Continent. Almost all Yan people have to rush to the nearby big city to worship the Ancestral Mountain.

This is a festival that the Yan Clan has inherited for dozens of stellar years, and it has gone deep into the bones and souls. Even the gods cannot let them give up this festival.

Moreover, this festival will waste a few days at most, and it is only once every ten years, so the Celestial Race is too lazy to care about it.

Too much control may affect the Yan Clan’s belief in them.

Using great imitation, Lu Ming turned into a person of the Yan tribe, and he also came to a big city closer to the deep lake and deep abyss.

He wants to see if the plan goes well.

This big city, named Lake City, is a big city that can be ranked in the entire Star Continent.

On this day, all the Yan people in the villages and small towns around Lake City gathered in Lake City.

In an open area north of Lake City, there are already crowds of people.

In the center of the empty land, a huge altar has been erected.

"The sacrifice begins!"

An old man announced.

The crowd knelt down, silently chanting strange words. Here are the words of sacrifice.

The sacrifice lasted about three hours before it ended.

After the sacrifice is over, they can disperse.

"Everyone, wait a minute!"

Suddenly, a loud shout spread throughout the audience.

Then several figures flew up and stood high in the sky.

At the scene, everyone looked at these people curiously, not knowing what they were going to do.

"Everyone, now, there is something about the gods, please take a look!"

After a middle-aged man finished speaking, a spar appeared in his hand.

Lu Ming recognized that this was exactly the shadow stone.

It seems that these people are rebellious.

The middle-aged man input power into the Xiying Stone. Immediately, the Celestial Clan used the power of faith to cut the lifeline video to emerge, and what he said at that time was clearly spread throughout the audience.

All the Yan people stared at the video.

From the beginning of the calmness, his chest gradually rose and fell, and his body trembled, and his eyes showed confusion.

After a while, the video is over.

"How could this be, how could this be? This is the god?"

"They are destroying Ancestral Mountain, are they killing Ancestral Mountain's lifeline?"

"They asked us to believe in them and pray for them, just to gather the power of our faith to cut the lifeline of Zushan?"

"Why is this? They are gods!"

There was a hustle and bustle at the scene, and countless people were talking, yelling, unbelievable, and feeling that their faith had collapsed.

The things that have been believed for a lifetime are uncomfortable once they collapse, and it takes time to adjust.

"No, it's not right, how do we know if this is true, maybe it is false? Are you rebellious? Want to slander the god?"

Someone yelled, some diehard fans of the gods still chose to believe in the gods.

"The video here is really true. How to fake it? And you have seen the video. Those so-called gods show such powerful power. If that power is not true, how can we fake it?"

One of the rebels shouted.

"Also, is it fake? Just go to Zushan and have a look. Besides, when Zushan's lifeline is cut off, do you feel that disaster is imminent?"

The other god rebel also yelled.

"It feels like a disaster is imminent, yes, yes, I have, on that day..."

"I have it too..."

Countless people shouted.

They were all right at the time of the pair, almost at one point in time, the feeling of disaster was imminent.

"The lifeline of Ancestral Mountain is the fortune of our Yan clan. It is connected to each of us. Once the lifeline is broken, each of us can sense it. Now, don't you believe it?"

A god rebellious said loudly, and his voice spread throughout the audience.

A smile appeared at the corner of Lu Ming's mouth. He knew that it was done.

Sure enough, the confusion in the eyes of many Yan Clan people gradually disappeared, replaced by anger.

"Shit, shit gods, they are all fake, they are lying to us!"

"They won't guide us to prosperity, they will only bring us destruction!"

"I will never believe in them anymore!"

"me too!"

"Go, go back and smash their idols!"

Countless Yan people roared, swarming away, and went back to smash the god statue.

Such a situation is now unfolding across the entire Star Continent.

In the huge cities of the Star Continent, countless Yan Clan’s belief in the Celestial Clan collapsed, and they angrily destroyed the statue of the god.

Near the Zu Mountain, Ye Ling Tianshou and others have been living nearby, waiting to gather enough power of faith to cut the second lifeline.

At this moment, the power of faith they had already collected suddenly disappeared without a trace, which shocked all the Celestial Races.

"What's the matter? What's the matter?"

Ye Ling Tianshou roared.

"Master Tianshou, not only the power of faith that has been collected has disappeared, but the power of subsequent faith has also disappeared, and the channels connecting us to countless gods are also disconnected!"

A five-fold celestial and human race old man reported to him.

"Go, send someone to investigate, what is going on?"

Ye Ling Tianshou roared.