My Bottle Cosmos

Chapter 756 701: Light and Darkness Transition

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!!!

A gigantic crack seemed to appear across all heavens and myriads of realms, splitting open rapidly like a deep valley. The immense tides of the heavens surged, countless waters sweeping across the outer realms creating tsunamis, while dense energy storms appeared in corridors of thick fog.

The entire central battlefield of the cosmos was marked with fissures and caves, riddled with scars, exuding a sense of ruinous destruction.

"What is that??"

"It's the battle between the Light Ancient God and the Star Lord!"

As the heavens shattered and the ten thousand realms collapsed, countless Star Monarchs took action, with no one able to escape the great calamity. The apocalyptic power left everyone feeling terrified.

What is called the calamity of the world's collapse? This is called the world's collapse, the Twilight of the Gods.

All the Ancient Gods fighting in distant places on various battlegrounds went blank upon seeing the apocalyptic war scene.

Everyone understood that the true outcome wasn't just decided on the lower level, but also at the higher level.

The strategy of capturing the leader first was extraordinarily applicable here.

As long as the Light Ancient God or Thunderbolt Ancient God's authority collapsed, and the information network centered around them broke down, then their side would be inevitably defeated.

"Is the era of the First-Layer Gods coming to an end?" Elis suddenly spoke, watching the battle that could be considered the fiercest in cosmic history from afar in the void.

"Yes indeed." The Emperor's face showed a trace of longing and a fierce fighting spirit, "Our era will soon arrive, that time will be our maturity period, rather than the current infancy, unable to fight, unable to move anything."

"Heh." Elis smiled, "Really fast."

The Emperor merely shook his head, feeling it wasn't fast at all.

It seemed the Upper Realm took three thousand years to transition from the Second-Layer God era to the First-Layer God era.

But in reality, for the myriad beings, it had already taken billions of years of prolonged epochs, with long changes of eras. It's just that they perceived time swiftly due to their elevated status in the Supreme Realm.

And even this speed occurred with several accelerations by the Light Ancient God.

"Without the Light, this cosmos might not have reached this level in three thousand years, but perhaps in ten thousand," the Emperor thought secretly.

In their view, the Light Ancient God was basically doomed to lose.

Before the origin Ancient Tree Celestial Phenomena could be established, individual strength was currently the strongest combat power.

And the strongest individual strength was no higher than the First-Layer God.

No matter how powerful the Light Ancient God, a Second-Layer God, was destined to be crushed.

"He is inevitably going to lose!" Elis and others thought silently, feeling a slight sentiment of the twilight of a hero, understanding that it was only natural for such a heroic figure to yearn for longevity in old age, seeking the Longevity Technique.

BOOM!

The distance erupted once more.

The Star Lord had already broken through the Sixth Layer Ancient God, with combat power beginning to crush the Light Ancient God, gaining a significant advantage with layer upon layer of counterattacks and suppressions.

"We're going to win!" This thought appeared in their minds.

BOOM!

The Light Ancient God kept retreating, transforming back from a young man into an elderly man in decline, clearly at the limits of vitality, with no more strength to counterattack.

"Is it prophecy then? Are you the Thunderbolt Ancient God?" The Light Ancient God looked at the Star Lord before him, "Or perhaps, you have opened the cosmic prologue of the First-Layer God era?"

"Light, prepare to die," the Star Lord spoke.

Light shook his head and said, "I never wished for things to be like this, but it can only be this way."

The vitality of the Light Ancient God gradually faded, with the old man's eyes losing their luster,

"You, of this era, have traversed once, made arrangements several times, pioneered a whole new future for the cosmos, you have worked hard enough, to defeat a me of only one in a billionth of power, you have worked hard enough."

"Then next, let me show you the real me, descending upon this world."

His eyes completely lost their light.

Infinite light suddenly dimmed, countless rules and authorities suddenly quaked, as if the whole cosmos was vibrating, all the light seemed to dim.

One streak of light after another disappeared, as if the cosmos lost its color, turning into a lifeless gray.

"Light is dead... Light is dead..."

Tragic, inexplicable cries echoed throughout the cosmos.

This was the demise of the strongest in the cosmos, an existence almost serving as the embodiment of Light Authority that had fallen, leading to the phenomenon of a Cosmic Saint falling, with heaven and earth changing colors, and all things silent, representing the fall of a power wielder.

Almost everyone felt a sense of mourning in their hearts, hearing the wind of the cosmos carrying faint, indistinct lament.

The light was disappearing faster.

The black tide, unknowable when, gradually covered the all heavens and myriads of realms.

Everyone lifted their heads, looking at this unimaginable sight in the cosmos, while the Ancient God powerhouses on the battlefield felt inexplicably terrified, the black enveloping their bodies, casting them in shadow.

"Light is dead!!"

Everyone murmured, instinctively aware that it was akin to a cosmic administrator account being suddenly deactivated.

At that moment, someone suddenly looked towards the Light Ancient God's corpse, which was abruptly covered in dark energy, with chaotic power surges rampaging within, a terrifyingly ominous, exceedingly evil aura emanating from the corpse.

The Light Ancient God's body shakily stood, controlled like a dark skeleton, leaving everyone with an unspeakable dread clamping their throats.

"That is.... a Demon Remains phenomenon!" In the distance, an arriving Ancient God shouted in terror at the battlefield.

Every Ancient God would leave wreckage due to authority chaos.

The more powerful the Ancient God, the more likely their remains were to become more fearsome celestial phenomena after death, with the primordial form of the Celestial Phenomena Ancient Dragon being once transformed by the historically famous genius Nokron.

And what would the strongest genius in the history of the cosmos—the Light Ancient God—turn into after death?

"It's darkness." Elis's voice suddenly became unusually heavy, "The largest light in the cosmos after death becomes the largest darkness in the cosmos, isn't that normal?"

"If it were a normal celestial phenomenon, merely the Ninth-Layer authority transformed into demon remains, it would not be fearsome."

The Emperor spoke in a low tone, "Ordinarily, if the Star Lord could kill the living Light Ancient God, there would be no difficulty in dealing with the dead Dark Ancient God, for their powers are equivalent."

There seemed to be no unbalanced energy conservation with posthumous increase in strength.

But the change of attributes did strike the two as peculiar.

They blindly speculated that the Light Ancient God's cultivation technique had issues.

The First Layer started with light, the Ninth Layer ended with darkness, hence the reverse of attributes in death.

"However, this is evidently the Light Ancient God's last move." Elis took a deep breath, "He's dead, what game is he playing with his own corpse?"

But at this moment, the situation was far more severe than they imagined!

That corpse of the Light Ancient God, the Dark Ancient God shakily stood, body ragged, fiercely grasping at the sky's origin Ancient Tree:

"Great Black Heaven!" The Dark Ancient God spread his arms.

Instantly, his consciousness seemed to return to the moment within the Ancient Tree.

"Quickly stop him! He is trying to become a celestial phenomenon, to return to the mother source, to transform back into the Heavenly Dao Will!" The Emperor suddenly realized something, his expression dramatically changing.

But it was too late.

The Ancient Tree seemed to be remotely occupied by something by fate unknown, all light in the cosmos vanishing, gloomy war clouds covering the heavens, blood drenching the lands, with the occasional mysterious vulture flying over the heavens, an unprecedented colossal darkness in cosmic history had descended.