Creating Heavenly Laws - Chapter 453

[Chapter 453 Lin Yuan’s Reputation (Subscription Request)]

The moment the incarnation carried all the strongest weapons into the Xuanhuang Secret Realm,

Lin Yuan knew that everything was settled.

Even if the Sun Yuanshen fell on the battlefield,

these strongest weapons were completely his, and those 12th-level aliens could not take them away.

“Next, we need to confirm one thing.”

Lin Yuan’s mind moved slightly, and he came to the deepest part of the secret realm, which was also the safest place in the secret realm.

Whoosh!

The Taiyin Yuanshen descended and also appeared here.

“Master.”

At this time, a six-armed figure appeared and bowed slightly to Lin Yuan.

He appeared here because he was summoned by Lin Yuan.

“As the ‘spirit’ of this secret realm, you should be able to see if there are any marks of means left in these 12th-level weapons, right?”

Lin Yuan looked at the six-armed figure, took out the space bracelet, and handed it over directly.

On the super-large battlefield, the more than 600 strongest weapons harvested were all from the major peak ethnic groups and forces, and perhaps there were some means left.

In order to be foolproof, Lin Yuan would naturally check them specially.

The six-armed figure is the “spirit” of the Xuanhuang Secret Realm, and was also created by His Majesty Xuanhuang. Although his strength is not strong, his perception of the energy of different species is definitely better than Lin Yuan.

“Let me take a look.”

The six-armed figure took over the space bracelet, and with the help of the power of the Xuanhuang Secret Realm, he began to check the strongest weapons in the bracelet inside and out.

“So many twelfth-level weapons?”

The six-armed figure was slightly surprised. These twelfth-level weapons were naturally nothing to the Xuanhuang lineage in its heyday, but this is the universe.

How did so many twelfth-level weapons fall into the hands of the master?

The six-armed figure restrained his thoughts and stopped thinking about it. He immediately began to carefully check each of the strongest weapons.

After a moment.

The six-armed figure handed the bracelet back and replied respectfully: “Master, there are no extra energy breath methods left on all the twelfth-level weapons.”

“Got it.”

Lin Yuan nodded.

In fact, if the strongest weapon really had the means of the twelfth level of the alien race, the means inside should have been activated like those clan-suppressing weapons when Lin Yuan took action to destroy those eleventh level alien races.

If it was not activated, it means that there is a high probability that there is no backhand left.

Although Lin Yuan had guessed this long ago, he still let the six-armed figure check it out before he felt relieved.

Lin Yuan still trusted the six-armed figure. Perhaps in terms of frontal combat ability, the six-armed figure was not as good as the twelfth level.

But if the twelfth level of the alien race wanted to leave some breath and avoid the inspection and perception of the six-armed figure, it would be impossible unless this twelfth level was a Chaos Realm strongman.

And the Chaos Realm strongman. All of them are peerless strongmen who roam the chaotic void. There is no possibility of the birth of a Chaos Realm strongman in the universe.

If there is a Chaos Realm strongman in the eleven peak ethnic groups, there will be no human civilization. All life in the universe must submit to this Chaos Realm strongman.

“Go down.”

Lin Yuan looked at the six-armed figure.

“Yes.”

The six-armed figure disappeared on the spot.

“These supreme weapons are all placed here.”

Lin Yuan came to the place where he kept other supreme weapons and the twelve-star treasures, and placed the space bracelet in a corner.

At present, Lin Yuan has no shortage of supreme weapons. In order to ensure the smooth progress of the super-large battlefield, Lin Yuan asked the Sun Yuanshen to select a few suitable supreme weapons to carry with him.

For Lin Yuan, the worst result is that the Sun Yuanshen falls on the battlefield and loses a few supreme weapons. This loss is completely affordable. If the

Sun Yuanshen falls, Lin Yuan can easily condense the supreme weapon? Before entering the super-large battlefield, Lin Yuan had stored more than 30 supreme weapons.

Super-large battlefield.

In the war base of the Human Civilization Alliance.

Lin Yuan sat cross-legged in the control room, and many human civilization evolutionists such as Xuanyuan You stood below, reporting the latest situation on the battlefield.

“Galaxy Star Lord, at present, the strong men of our Human Civilization Alliance and others have occupied the victory altar in the center of the battlefield. We only need to hold on for a hundred years to successfully gain the initiative in the first war.”

Xuanyuan You said respectfully.

At this moment, he completely regarded Lin Yuan as a superior who was superior to him, and he was convinced without any reluctance.

The same was true for the other eleventh-order perfect evolvers on the field.

What a joke, the scene of the Galaxy Star Lord crushing tens of thousands of eleventh-order aliens with a wave of his hand is still lingering in the minds of all human evolvers.

In the Galaxy Star Lord, they vaguely sensed the meaning of regarding the eleventh-order as ants.

“Victory Altar.”

Lin Yuan opened his eyes, his eyes deep.

The development of a normal war is that after the fierce fighting of the twelve peak ethnic groups, a winner is born, and then the winner occupies the Victory Altar.

To meet the counterattack of other peak ethnic groups, they only need to continue to occupy the Victory Altar in the next hundred years to declare the end of the first large-scale battlefield, and perhaps the dominance of this war.

Of course, this is the most ideal state. In fact, most ethnic groups cannot successfully occupy the Victory Altar for a hundred years. Once the Victory Altar is captured by other ethnic groups, even if they recapture it, they need to calculate the occupation time from the beginning. So

a large-scale war can theoretically end in a hundred years at the shortest, but in fact, it lasts for thousands or tens of thousands of years. It is normal for the battlefield altar to sway between several peak ethnic groups.

“I will go to the Victory Altar to take charge.”

Lin Yuan said. The length of time the Victory Altar is occupied is related to whether the war can end. Naturally, Lin Yuan needs to take charge in person to ensure that the defense there is the strongest.

After being reminded by Xia Qin, the strongest, Lin Yuan knew that the other eleven peak ethnic groups would not give up so easily.

Whether it was for the dominance of the first war or the hundreds of strongest weapons in Lin Yuan’s hands.

In fact, for the peak ethnic groups, the latter is more important. Losing the dominance of the first war will certainly lose part of their own territory, but as long as they regain the dominance of the war in the future, the territory will come back.

But lost the strongest weapon? There is a high probability that it will not come back. This is not one or two strongest weapons, but hundreds of strongest weapons.

After reporting everything, Xuanyuan You and many other human evolutionists left respectfully.

“Victory Altar.” Lin Yuan looked in the direction of the Victory Altar, where there was a faint inexplicable aura that allowed him to easily lock the specific location.

The appearance of the Victory Altar was meant to intensify the fighting and competition between the major peak ethnic groups.

“I don’t know what means those twelfth-order aliens are going to use to deal with me.”

Lin Yuan was in a very relaxed state of mind. After all, all the strongest weapons had been sent to the Xuanhuang Secret Realm. Even if the situation was bad, Lin Yuan would make a lot of money. The

guaranteed harvest had been set.

Yu Clan Territory.

A secret place, where there was a vast world, and in the center of the world stood a tall building, which was in the shape of a palace, extremely majestic, and the breath of the birth of the universe was filled.

In front of the palace, a figure suddenly appeared.

The figure walked into the palace and bowed respectfully to the towering figure sitting high in the palace: “Greetings, Emperor.”

The twelfth-order ultimate in the Yu Clan is also called “Emperor”, which means supreme.

“Get up.”

“How does the Galaxy Star Lord feel?” The “Emperor” sitting high in the palace spoke, overlooking the figure below.

This figure is the strongest eleventh-order of the Yu Clan, named Fan Gaomo, holding a clan-suppressing weapon of the Yu Clan. He is currently hiding in the corner of the battlefield, always alert to the Galaxy Star Lord’s killing.

“Emperor, the Galaxy Star Lord is too strong. Even if I forcefully activate the clan-suppressing weapon, I feel that I can’t fight him.”

Fan Gaomo said in a low voice, with a hint of despair in his tone.

As the earliest clan born at the beginning of the universe, the Yu Clan was extremely proud even if it split from the Universe Clan. Except for the Jie Clan, which they looked up to, the Yu Clan’s strongmen all looked down on other peak clans that rose later.

However, the Galaxy Star Lord made Fan Gaomo deeply realize how ridiculous the Yu Clan bloodline that he was proud of was in the face of absolute strength.

“The Galaxy Star Lord is indeed powerful. Even if you bring in the ultimate foundation of human civilization, the strength and mental strength required to activate it are not something you can achieve.”

The ‘Emperor’ of the Yu Clan nodded slightly, and then changed the subject, “But no matter how powerful he is, he is only an eleventh-level life after all, and he can still deal with it.”

“Emperor, you are planning to…”

Fan Gaomo’s heart moved slightly, and he looked up at the towering figure on the high ground.

“Go to our clan’s treasury, take my order, and take away treasure number 84.”

The ‘Emperor’ of the Yu Clan spoke calmly, after the discussion and exchange of the 12th-order ultimate beings of the 11 major peak clan forces.

In the next hundred years, all the 11 major peak clan forces must unite and try to kill the clone of the Galaxy Star Lord and take back all the strongest weapons. The

Yu Clan used treasure number 84 in its own treasury, and other peak clan forces also used treasures of the same level, with the purpose of dealing with the Galaxy Star Lord.

“Treasure number 84?”

Fan Gaomo took a breath. Although treasure number 84 was not a clan-suppressing weapon, it was more powerful than the clan-suppressing weapon in terms of instantaneous burst power.

Clan-suppressing weapons have a high upper limit and are very effective against 12th-order ultimate beings, but treasure number 84 can sweep away any existence below 12th order.

Even the 12th-order ultimate beings need to be treated with caution in front of treasure number 84.

“Go down.”

The ‘Emperor’ of the Yu Clan waved his hand and said no more.

The next moment, Fan Gaomo was immediately moved outside the palace.

“Treasure No. 84.”

Fan Gaomo was in high spirits, and the huge pressure caused by the Galaxy Star Lord had dissipated a lot.

(End of this chapter)