Primordial God Of Time
Chapter 165: Aurora! The Fifth Relic!
CHAPTER 165: AURORA! THE FIFTH RELIC!
Meanwhile, Ren, who had almost reached the relic, suddenly felt a chill. He was stunned, and his facial expression changed drastically. Instantly, he moved to the side where he felt it was safer.
He didn’t bother to glance in the direction the danger came from. All he knew was that he wanted to get as far away from the danger as possible.
Unfortunately, could Aurora ever let him off now that she had found the perfect chance to vent her frustration?
With a wave of her palm, which glowed with a pale grey light, she struck at Ren.
Instantly, the winds churned as even the very air seemed to disintegrate bit by bit.
Ren’s eyes widened in horror. However, this was all he saw before his figure was blasted to pieces, quickly turning to nothingness.
Until the moment of his death, he didn’t understand why Aurora had struck at him so ruthlessly.
Seeing the destruction caused by Aurora’s attack, the other God Realm experts paused in their steps and didn’t dare to get close to her.
Having reached such a level of strength, they feared death greatly. Because of this, upon witnessing the mysterious attack Aurora—who was just at the Dao Palace Realm—had used, they knew they had no way to defend against it and were unwilling to endanger their lives.
Staring at the group of God Realm and God Incarnate Realm experts, Aurora snorted coldly in disdain.
"Cowards!" The moment she finished speaking, she turned her attention back to the relic, which was enclosed deeply within a high measure of seals inscribed by Ren before his untimely demise.
She reached out her hand, which once again glowed with a pale grey light.
The moment her hand came into contact with the seals surrounding the relic, they shattered with a bang.
Seeing this, the surrounding cultivators were speechless. Was she really at the Dao Palace Realm?
They were certain that even they, at the God Realm, couldn’t shatter those seals as easily or without hesitation.
At this, their gazes toward her became slightly fearful. Everyone respected the strong, while the weak were given no face at all.
With that, Aurora once again snorted, then turned around and began walking toward the direction where she last sensed Kranos and the others’ presence.
After all, she couldn’t let him out of her sight.
The whole platform fell into stunned silence. They had watched repeatedly without doing anything as Kranos and his group took all the relics. In the end, would anything be left for them?
How could they call themselves God Realm experts if that was the case?
Their expressions, as they looked at one another, were filled with embarrassment. They turned away and no longer paid attention to the crowd.
In this inheritance ground, their pride had been completely lost.
Filled with shame, they could only frown repeatedly as they watched Aurora leave.
Just then, the surroundings stirred.
The fifth relic had appeared in the area.
At this, everyone’s heads snapped in the direction of the relic.
The God Realm experts looked at it with burning gazes. This was their chance to redeem themselves.
They glanced around but didn’t notice Kranos or the others.
Immediately, a terrifying aura leaked out from their bodies. The pressure weighed down on everyone, causing a suffocating sensation.
They were using their God Realm pressure simultaneously to drive away the remaining cultivators.
Everything seemed to be going perfectly. Some cultivators who hesitated to retreat from the encirclement were immediately crushed under the weight of the pressure, rapidly turning to dust and blood mist.
Seeing this, the remaining cultivators quickly backed away. They knew that unlike before, this was a battle they couldn’t partake in unless they were monstrous geniuses like Kranos and his group.
Desmond, whose expression had become solemn, filled with anger and rage, glanced around from within the shadows.
His target was previously the relic. Since he couldn’t get the one Kranos held, he had wanted to advance through the trial and wait for a better chance to assassinate Kranos and take the treasure.
However, feeling the immense pressure now, he knew that was impossible.
"They’re too alert," he thought. "I have to wait for them to let their guards down during the appearance of the next relic."
Desmond made his decision, patiently waiting for the perfect opportunity. Since the God Realm experts were on high alert this time, stealing the relic would be practically impossible.
Taking advantage of the time he had, he glanced around. After studying the previous appearances of the relics, he had already noticed a pattern.
From this, he could roughly predict where the next relic would emerge.
Desmond’s eyes flashed in a particular direction, and the next moment his figure flickered and vanished without hesitation.
After suppressing the crowd of cultivators, the God Realm experts reached out with their domains, surrounding the relic.
Cracks spread around it as the space twisted violently under the weight of the five domains clashing.
These domains were exceptionally strong.
The wind domain caused ferocious currents of annihilation to roar across the platform. Fortunately, the other four domains were of the same level, causing the battle to drag on for some time.
The battlefield raged with chaos. Oceanic waves crashed violently, and tremors shook the ground like earthquakes.
After several intense minutes, the battle finally reached a climax. Just when everyone thought the standoff would continue, three of the five God Realm cultivators combined the strengths of their domains and unleashed a terrifying attack on one of the remaining experts.
Before he could react, a devastating fusion of fire, storm, and wind of annihilation struck, destroying him completely.
The other God Realm cultivator was shocked. His eyes widened in disbelief. He hadn’t expected the others to coordinate so secretly, clearly communicating telepathically to betray them.
"You..." Just as he tried to speak, he was cut off.
The three elemental domains expanded again. Despite being at the same level as the others, he couldn’t withstand the combined onslaught.
He was destroyed within a few breaths of time.
Just as the three remaining cultivators turned their attention to one another, one of them moved without hesitation.
A sharp sword appeared in his hand. With a full-force throw, and the aid of his domain, he restrained the young lady for a moment.
Although the restriction lasted only briefly, it was enough.
The moment she was caught off guard, the relic had already pierced her.
Beep.
A beeping sound resounded across the battlefield. Then, to everyone’s surprise, a deafening explosion rang out, shattering the surroundings.
The lady’s eyes bulged, but it didn’t last long. She was quickly swallowed by the blast.
The man who launched the attack turned his attention to the last remaining cultivator, who now gazed at him with a deep look of fear and amazement.
Unwilling to risk his life, the cultivator immediately retreated, allowing the other to claim the relic.
And that was how the fifth relic fell into the hands of a ruthless God Realm cultivator.
Everything fell calm and silent for a long while. Everyone’s thoughts began to diverge.
"Could the relics have stopped? What’s going on?" Some were puzzled.
Others raised suggestions and speculated about the delay. Just then, the surroundings stirred again.
In two different places, a mysterious aura spread out across the field.
Everyone was filled with shock. Their eyes widened as they realized what had just happened.
"Two relics appearing simultaneously?" They found it hard to believe.
Their gazes turned intense. Since the relics appeared far apart, with one emerging in the territory of the God and God Incarnate Realm cultivators, many others believed this was finally their chance.
Their steps grew hurried as they raced toward the distant relic.
Just then, something flickered and stirred within the shadows.
Moving from the shadow of a Monarch Realm cultivator, Desmond slipped silently into the shadow of the relic.
From within, his ghostly hand emerged and grasped it tightly. The next moment, his shadowy figure vanished again, merging into the shadow of another Monarch Realm cultivator.
Everyone who was rushing toward the relic was stunned.
Glancing at the spot where the relic had been, their eyes widened in disbelief. What had just happened?
"Could it have been a fake aura leaking out? Maybe someone tried to divert our attention?" a Monarch Realm expert said from within the crowd.
He was stunned as he stared at the now-empty location. Everyone began to believe his guess was most likely correct.
This only made them angrier.
But as they turned their gaze toward the location of the second relic, where a terrifying battle was now unfolding, they had no choice but to suppress their emotions.
They could only swallow their frustration like a bitter pill.
This was the seventh relic, and after this one, only two more chances remained to obtain the true inheritance of the Divine Realm expert.
Many of them gritted their teeth, prepared to risk their lives for the next two relics.