Chapter 957 - 317: The Fourth Battle
Three consecutive victories.
The Human Race’s momentum is like a rainbow!
Nuwa, the Yellow Emperor, and Fu Xi, each defeated Yahweh, Gaia, and Brahma.
The value is very high.
Similarly, these three victories could not have happened without Han Zhan’s prior arrangement, which had a restraining effect.
Otherwise, if Nuwa had faced Gaia and the Yellow Emperor faced Brahma, achieving victory might have come at a greater cost than now.
"Your strategy was very successful."
"I’ve gained quite a lot from this battle too."
Leaving the arena and stepping out from the Light Gate, Fu Xi nodded at Han Zhan when he saw him.
Brahma’s insights, though the knowledge carried the risk of polluting the mind sea, if fully absorbed, could match Fu Xi’s comprehension of millions of years.
This is a humble yet truly substantial gain.
Fu Xi is not stingy.
Without a word, he transmitted this portion of profound comprehension to Han Zhan.
"What is this..." Han Zhan was momentarily startled by Fu Xi’s sudden action.
"My limit is here; more profound insights won’t help me break through further, but you are different."
Fu Xi replied.
Han Zhan possesses the Eight Great Paths, and if all eight paths successfully reach their endpoints, he will become an existence surpassing the Creator God.
What is above the Creator God?
Even they do not know.
With this massive knowledge belonging to Brahma, after Fu Xi’s purification, Han Zhan’s Divine Weapon Fu Xi Zither path began to suddenly elevate.
And not only that.
Because of the vast and complex knowledge comprehended by Brahma, all other seven paths also saw various growths.
This is an unexpected delight.
With three battles and three victories, the expression on the faces of the Human Race Saints improved significantly.
At this moment, the Teleportation Light Gate representing the fourth battle had already lit up again.
"Who will be our combatant in the fourth battle?"
When the saints turned to look beside themselves, a shadow of a white-haired elderly person stepped forward.
"Let me face them."
The speaker is the Human Race Saint, Shennong!
...
"Three consecutive victories."
On Blue Star, the people witnessing this scene also cheered.
This is a sense of participation.
At the moment Blue Star is facing the crisis of impending doom, humanity has erupted with an unprecedented unity.
Only Second Brother Lin Jingxuan furrowed his eyebrows tightly.
He lowered his head to look at the palm-sized colorful chip in his hand, exhaling deeply before pressing it against his neck.
"Welcome to intervene, New Thinking Brain."
"Please issue your latest instructions..."
A screen only visible to Lin Jingxuan, akin to an admin backend, appeared before him.
Lin Jingxuan’s gaze flashed,
and the data of these three Creator God battles were all entered into the Celestial Net’s analysis database.
After a long time looking at line after line of analytic data, his expression grew increasingly serious.
Because he noticed a slight change.
"The Creator God of Radiant Black is getting stronger."
This is something that makes no sense at all.
Yet, it indeed has happened.
Within the duration of these battles, the Creator God of Radiant Black’s strength has seen an improvement!
The enhancement in a Creator God’s power is not as simple as drinking water, and these battles all resulted in failure for Radiant Black’s side.
Unless—
Each death of a Radiant Black Creator God can enhance the power of other Radiant Black Creator Gods?!
The Battle of the Gods.
Shennong walked in, and after a while, the Creator God representing Radiant Black’s side appeared.
A humanoid fish-like figure,
or a fish-like humanoid.
The moment it appeared, the name appeared above the arena.
Human Race, Shennong.
Radiant Black, Ra.
"Ra is less renowned compared to the previous three Creator Gods who appeared."
"Accordingly, I also don’t seem to know how powerful his ability is."
On the stands, Han Zhan spoke.
His original plan was to have the three strongest saints of the Human Race secure the first three victories.
This way, only two more wins are needed, and the pressure on following saints would be significantly reduced.
"Something’s not right."
After hearing Han Zhan’s words, Fu Xi shook his head.
He gazed into the arena, seemingly realizing something, his eyes slightly narrowing.
"He’s very strong."
Next to speak was the Yellow Emperor.
He had also reached the front of the stands, his expression solemn.
"How strong?" Han Zhan asked in confusion.
No answer came from the saints.
In the arena, the Creator God Ra gave the answer.
He did not waste words with Shennong.
Neither did he disdain conversation.
He stood mid-air, floating high above.
In the next second, an incredibly dazzling pure white light illuminated the entire arena!
That was the sunlight!
A crack appeared behind Ra, with countless pairs of pale hands seemingly tearing it wider.
As the crack widened, a huge eyeball appeared within the fissure.
Simultaneously, the entire Battle of the Gods arena was flooded by the white light, a blinding sea where nothing could be seen clearly.
Han Zhan’s heart suddenly sank.
The eye, the sunlight, he naturally thought of the previous Sun God in the Fruit World, where the divine paths overlapped as a possibility.
But considering the Sun God’s ability, if combined with Creator God level strength...
"Oh no."
"Shennong, is in danger."
The Battle of the Gods arena seemed to have an additional layer of thick light shield, protecting the stands from the blinding light within the arena.
And it helped those on the stands see what was happening inside the arena clearly.
As Han Zhan guessed, the opponent’s "sunlight shines" ability is indeed like sunlight, causing massive destruction!
Shennong, located at the center of the arena, bore the brunt.
The scorching light caused Shennong’s Creator God form to melt at a visibly rapid pace.
Like an ice cream suddenly melting under intense sunlight.
Soon, he became a puddle of blood on the ground.
But right after, that puddle of blood slowly re-condensed from the ground, returning to Shennong’s original form.
Only now, his steps forward were significantly more sluggish.
"This is not how I predicted it."
"In the legends I know, Ra wasn’t this powerful; he shouldn’t have been Shennong’s match. Not being slain at first sight like this..."
"Relax, don’t be too hard on yourself."
Fu Xi patted Han Zhan’s shoulder.
"Even I cannot guarantee each divination to be completely accurate. There are too many uncertainties in foreseeing the future."
"Moreover, we should trust our companions."
While saying this, Shennong, during his step forward, had reformed and dissolved back and forth over seven or eight times.
He is the Creator God of the Creation Dao, possessing the most unparalleled restorative abilities in this world.
These allowed him to take a single step.
Otherwise, he might not even be able to step forward at all.
For beings of Creator God level, this degree of one-sided confrontation shouldn’t exist.
But it indeed occurred, without any warning.
Shennong laboriously took the second step towards the "sun."
Like a chaser of the sun.