God of Fishing - Chapter 2715

2715 Heavenly Cicada Trying to Shake the God (4)

After the Demon God crossed this space, he saw that the endless sky was sealed by ice and hanging upside down above the Sea of Stars. The condensed ice was like a dam, seeming to block the existence of something.

In the middle of this dam, there was a sealed gate, and around this gate, there was actually a sea of fire. In the sea of fire, at this moment, several void passages were opening. Hundreds of thousands of Sky Opening realm powerhouses were entering these passages. It seemed that they were returning to the Chaotic Wasteland to participate in the battle.

When the Demon God arrived, three pairs of eyes immediately looked at him from the sea of fire.

“Huh? It’s you, Zhang Shaoling?”

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The Demon God was a little surprised to see one of them. He didn’t expect to see an acquaintance in the Sea Realm 1.8 million years later.

“Gulp ~”

The man named Zhang Shaoling took a sip of the wine from his gourd and laughed. “Heavenly Monarch Jiang, long time no see!”

The Demon God nodded. “Interesting. This is the legendary Chaotic Ice Domain, right? I didn’t expect it to be connected to the Sea of Stars.”

Zhang Shaoling nodded. “Are you interested in staying here for a while?”

The Demon God shook his head slightly. “I’m afraid I don’t have time. I’m here to return a favor. You won’t stop me from killing a few people, right?”

Zhang Shaoling laughed out loud. “Of course not. Today is a special day. Even a god-level powerhouse like you came. Tsk, do whatever you like.”

When the Demon God was reminiscing with Zhang Shaoling, the two Great Monarchs of the Ten Thousand Scale Race and the An Family had a bad feeling. Why was there a god in the Sea Realm? A god-level powerhouse wanted to kill someone here? Was this related to the turmoil in the Chaotic Wasteland?

The one who was most scared was the Great Monarch of the Ten Thousand Scale Race. He felt that the god was definitely coming for him. This was because he knew that the human who had always been even more lowly than ants had actually launched a counterattack.

And it just so happened that this god-level powerhouse came today. If he wasn’t here for him, who else could he look for?

However, the Demon God said, “Who is from the City of Origin?”

The Ten Thousand Scale Monarch: “???”

Zhang Shaoling pointed at a young man in white clothes and said, “He is. He is An Tianming from the An family.”

“Sh*t~”

An Tianming’s expression was solemn. Behind him, there were one Immortal Level, three Carefree Level, and seven Dao Proving Level cultivators. When the Demon God mentioned the City of Origin, they all tensed up.

As for the Sky Opening Realm army that was entering the teleportation channels, they were all dumbfounded. They didn’t even dare to look at the Demon God, because as long as they looked at him, their souls would be shaken or even their heads would shatter.

An Tianming said, “Sir, I wonder if there’s any misunderstanding between our City of Origin and you. My An family is a descendant of the Heavenly Cicada Ancestral God, but we still have the wings of the Heavenly Cicada Ancestral God. I’m willing to offer them to you with both hands. May you appease your anger, Sir.”

“Divine Wings?”

The Demon God chuckled. “It’s good stuff, but it’s meaningless to me.”

An Tianming looked nervous and then he seemed to make a decision. His voice was cold. “Since you are a god, how can you wipe out our An family just because of a favor? Our An family used to protect the myriad races. I, a Great Monarch, have been guarding this place for hundreds of thousands of years. It’s not an easy job. Can’t it offset a favor from that weak human race?”

The Demon God snorted and said indifferently, “Protecting the myriad races is also self-protection. What’s there to boast about? As for guarding this place, are you guarding it? You’re just seizing the power of this place. Also, the human race is not weak. As one of the six primordial races, their legacy has never been discontinued since the Chaotic Era. How can your lousy race be compared to the human race?”

The Demon God raised his hand and said indifferently, “In this Vast Universe, the myriad races are just a passerby in this world. I will keep a trace of your bloodline and return it to the Bloodline Divine Tree. As for you, die!”

“Why?”

At that moment, An Tianming turned into a giant cicada and his voice resounded between the heavens and earth, “In ancient times, there was a Great Monarch who killed a god. Now I, An Tianming, want to try the power of a god too.”

“Chirp!”