Kryptonian fate deduction, invincibility starts from killing monsters

In the chaotic sea, upon a seemingly unremarkable continent.

The native race here is a type of humanoid lizard, which has established a kingdom and come into contact with martial arts cultivation.

At this moment, on the continent's most ancient mountain peak, a lizard statue, weathered by countless years of wind and rain, suddenly cracked open.

The humanoid lizards kneeling and serving below, upon witnessing this scene, collapsed to the ground in terror.

"The ancestor... has awakened!!!"

Their history is long, but the time they've had written language is short.

Passed down through oral tradition, the story of this statue has persisted.

The ancestor statue is rumored to be the creator of their race.

After countless ancestors' nightly prayers, the ancestor statue responded to their pleas, bestowing cultivation methods upon some of the tribesmen.

Since then, the lizard race gradually began to rise, driving away the wild beasts in the wilderness, establishing tribes, city-states, and kingdoms.

The lizard race's dynasties have crumbled and warred against each other countless times.

However, the shrine located here, where the ancestor statue is worshiped, has always existed, unaffected.

But now, when these lizardman priests saw the ancestor statue crack open and the ancestor awaken, there was no joy on their faces.

Because in the shrine, a legend has always been passed down.

When the ancestor statue awakens, it will be the time when their lizardman civilization is destroyed and restarted.

Crack! Crack!

The stones fell off bit by bit, and the being within the statue finally appeared completely before the lizard race.

This was a lizardman elder, his entire body as black as ink, his figure somewhat thin and withered.

"Ancestor, protect us! Ancestor, protect us!"

"Ancestor, please do not wake up, continue to slumber!"

"Undutiful descendants will offer you the most precious sacrifices in this world!"

The lizardman priests kowtowed continuously, the sound of their heads colliding with the bluestone floor echoing.

Deep blue blood flowed on the ground, and some timid lizardmen had already fainted.

But their ancestor didn't even glance at them.

He simply stood up slowly with a calm expression, turned his head, and walked towards the mountain wall.

When he approached, a gap naturally opened in the mountain wall, allowing him to enter.

Inside the mountain wall was a secret chamber.

In the center was a round stone table, with seven stone chairs scattered around it.

In front of each stone chair was a blood-red candle.

The lizardman ancestor walked over and slowly stretched out his palm.

Swish!

A jet-black flame ignited on his fingertip, lighting a candle.

After doing this, he sat expressionlessly on the stone chair.

A moment later, the other candles ignited strangely on their own.

One after another, illusory figures appeared on the other stone chairs.

They were of various shapes and forms, and none of them spoke.

When the last candle was lit and all seven stone chairs were occupied, the lizard ancestor finally spoke slowly.

"Someone has used the Demon Cloud Extinction Chart to refine the third stage of the Nine Revolutions Heavenly Demon Art."

His voice was hoarse, like the friction of raw iron, ear-piercing and sharp.

"Heh heh heh, is there a newcomer joining us?"

Unlike the lizard ancestor, a bell-like laughter rang out.

One of the graceful figures clapped her hands happily.

"Bewitching Cry Demon Lord, don't be too happy. That person is only at the third stage, the Dharma Idol Realm. Maybe those guys will slaughter him in a couple of days."

Someone didn't care at all.

"It's been more than three million years. Since the Blood Mantis Demon Lord, no one has been able to do this. Our demon race has been lacking fresh blood these years."

Someone lamented the fate of the race.

"There's no way around it. Those Immortal Clan and Golden Body Clan guys have never stopped encircling and suppressing us. They've already listed all the Nine Revolutions Heavenly Demon Arts scattered throughout the Chaos Sea as forbidden books."

"Has Heavenly Demon Lord still not responded? If it weren't for his sudden disappearance, those guys wouldn't have the guts to do this."

"No, but the Burning Heaven Venerable, who opposed the Lord for many years, has had his legacy found by the Holy Feather Clan, I've heard."

After everyone discussed for a while, the lizard ancestor gently tapped the table, interrupting the conversation.

"In the past, even if someone could refine the third stage with the Demon Cloud Extinction Chart, they would have to fight and struggle to grow up on their own."

"But now, the situation is different, we still have to cherish this seedling."

Seeing that this most ancient demon race supreme being intended to protect him, the Bewitching Cry Demon Lord chuckled and said, "Senior Heavenly Lizard, do you want to bring this junior back to the Myriad Demon Stream?"

The lizard ancestor nodded, then said, "The Immortal Clan is watching me very closely, I can't go at the fastest speed."

"I probably..."

The lizard ancestor's eyes flickered, and after calculating for a while, he slowly said, "It will take a year to bring this junior back."

"During this time, you can't be idle either."

"After resting for so long, it's time to come out and move around."

"Help me divert those guys' attention!"

Seeing him finish speaking, the other six figures nodded slightly, saying respectfully in unison, "We respectfully obey Senior's orders."

The lizard ancestor nodded and said, "Disperse!"

After the candles on the table were extinguished one by one, he slowly got up and walked out of the stone chamber.

Outside, the lizard tribesmen were still kneeling on the ground, praying for the ancestor's mercy.

But the lizard ancestor's gaze still didn't fall on them.

He slowly raised his head, his mouth slightly open, and emitted a series of strange sound waves.

In the next moment, the sky collapsed and the earth caved in, and the entire continent began to tremble continuously.

The civilized kingdoms and villages established by the lizard tribesmen were instantly buried in countless cracks.

At the same time, the seawater receded continuously, and the continent rose little by little.

A tortoise head covered with moss and algae slowly poked out.

The entire continent was actually just the topmost piece of shell on the back of this giant turtle.

"Let's go!"

The lizard ancestor said softly.

The giant turtle then began to move its four legs, which were like pillars of heaven, and began to move in one direction.