Astral Pet Store

Chapter 1577: Prayer of the People (6)

Chapter 1577: Prayer of the People (6)

The dissolution of the pet contract could only mean that Su Ping had died in battle.         

    

"Boss, I'm sorry that I didn't protect you well…" lamented the Dark Dragon Hound, suddenly charging at the Ultimate Heavenly Dao the next moment, roaring madly.     

The Ultimate Heavenly Dao suddenly opened his eyes. He shot a cold look at the fast approaching creature, then raised a hand and covered the Dark Dragon Hound and the other people with his power.     

Sorcerer Ancestor Yin Que didn't yield his Chaos Qualification to Su Ping. So, he instantly took the Golden Crow ancestor and Shi Mang to avoid the attack.     

"It's over. Damn it!" The dejected Yin Que gritted his teeth.     

The Golden Crow ancestor, Shi Mang and the other survivors were silent. Their physical and mental weaknesses barred them from speaking.     

Su Ping's enormous body kept flaking away. However, his body was beyond massive; even if light years were collapsing by the second, it would take billions of years to be completely destroyed.     

Right then—an illusory figure dashed out of Su Ping's head. It was none other than the Mother of Chaos.     

"Leave him alone!" she said while looking up at the great foe.     

The latter replied with indifference, "You're begging me? The strongest and most ancient life in chaos may also feel desperate and beg. When coping with real suffering, you're no different from the rest. This too is proof that the world you created is a failure!"     

"He's not dead?"     

Yin Que was shocked by the Mother of Chaos' request.     

All the others, who had already fallen into despair, also turned to look at the Heavenly Dao. Some in the Undying State experts felt ready to fight again.     

The Heavenly Dao's indifference grew upon noticing the rising fire among the people in his grasp. "He tried to challenge my mind with his own. I was born because of the prayers of the people. Right now, he is going through their experiences. He won't be himself anymore when it's done. He will be my second clone, inheriting my determination to restart chaos with me!"     

"That's impossible. Boss won't be like you!" roared the Dark Dragon Hound.     

"Rot in hell!"     

Power erupted from the Ultimate Heavenly Dao's hand. The Dark Dragon Hound exploded in an instant, and was completely obliterated.     

"I've received as many prayers as the stars in billions of universes. You'll be nothing more than dust when he returns. Obliterate!"     

The Ultimate Heavenly Dao clenched his fist; the people from the cultivation sites and the other universes felt the strong pressure.     

No longer having Su Ping's protection, they finally realized how terrifying it was to face the Ultimate Heavenly Dao on their own; his power was terrifying.     

"Just dust in my hand…" The great being looked at the people in his hand without the slightest emotional fluctuation. The great war would end with a complete victory.     

As he saw things, only the Mother of Chaos, Yin Que and the other Sorcerer Ancestors remained.     

"You should just stay here and watch the rise of the new prosperous chaos with me!" said the Ultimate Heavenly Dao.     

To his shock, Yin Que discovered that he was surrounded by the power of chaos. It was impossible for him to escape.     

He couldn't get away, even though he was the fastest amongst all ancestors. He had fallen too deeply this time, as escaping had always been possible in the previous battles.     

"Looks like we'll die here," said Yin Que with a bitter smile.         

    

The Golden Crow ancestor's eyes were gloomy. "He was inadvertently created by all of us. I never thought that we would give birth to such a monster."     

"It's all our fault. We caused too much slaughter and tragedies when we fought amongst ourselves," said ancestor Hao Tian with a sigh.     

Being at the end of their lives, they now regretted all the mistakes made.     

The arrogance felt by the Sorcerer Ancestors was passed on to the mythical creatures and then to the other clans, causing that tragic ending.     

"Don't give up so soon. Maybe we can still fight when he returns," said Shi Mang.     

Hei Xiang shook his head and said, "Even if he returns, he will just be another Heavenly Dao. I once swallowed a Chaos Heaven and perceived the prayers of the people in its body. It almost made me fall. We will also become part of the Heavenly Dao if we experience those prayers.     

"Besides, the Heavenly Dao wouldn't be what he is if it hadn't listened to those prayers."     

Yin Que hesitated for a moment, eventually heaving a deep sigh. He knew that Hei Xiang was right.     

The Sorcerer Ancestors that had been suppressed only gave up after experiencing the prayers of the people. Even Kun Peng—who had been sent to the Ultimate Heavenly Dao as a spy—had been incapable of resisting that power.     

"It's over!"     

The Sorcerer Ancestors exchanged lonely glances.     

Up in the sky.     

The Mother of Chaos didn't look at the Ultimate Heavenly Dao. She turned around to stare at Su Ping's enormous, yet collapsing body.     

There was grief in her eyes. She knew that Su Ping only risked his life by entering the Chaos Core because he wanted to recover it for her sake.     

She once told Su Ping that everything could be trained.     

It was clear that Su Ping wanted to train the Chaos Core.     

However, the difficulty of such a task was on a completely different level.     

She suddenly felt that maybe going there was a bad idea. Maybe she shouldn't have fought that war. She should have just stayed with Su Ping, receiving customers in their shop on some planet.     

Those days were simple and repetitive for her.     

However, she missed those simple days more than anything at the moment.     

Compared to that monotony, the here and now was more dreadful than hell itself.     

There were only remains of the people and the top experts. Henceforth, there would be no trace of her in that realm.     

Perhaps… That's not a bad ending.     

It suddenly occurred to her: in a way, Su Ping would survive if he turned into the Heavenly Dao's second clone.     

Even if he completely accepted the latter's thoughts and stood against her.         

    

Just like the Chaos Core.     

However, he would still remember her. Even if he didn't like her anymore, and only felt loathing for her after being turned, that was… good.     

It was better than being forgotten…     

Upon reaching that conclusion, the Mother of Chaos put on a casual smile, but there were tears in her eyes.     

The scene made Yin Que and the others widen their eyes in disbelief. Mother can cry? That was the reaction of living creatures when their feelings were most intense.     

Feelings were just something that the Mother of Chaos had created.     

And yet, she was actually affected?     

"I have received your prayer."     

The Ultimate Heavenly Dao's voice was laced with mockery and disdain. He said, "As expected of the thoughts of the strongest creature in chaos. Your prayer is much more powerful than any other!"     

The tears on her face were gone. She didn't turn around, as if not acknowledging what the Ultimate Heavenly Dao had said. She simply stared at Su Ping's body, as it kept on falling apart.     

She would rather not squander the last bits of her life elsewhere.     

There was no concept of time in chaos; their lives were eternal. They stood like unmoving statues or rocks, dwelling on their own thoughts.     

However, time was indeed flowing inside the Chaos Core, where the prayers of the people were concentrated.     

Trillions of years had passed.     

It was already longer than the time span of most ancient grand universes.     

In that incredibly long time, a figure was still there, struggling and suffering.     

He was a worm, a beast, a god, a human being, a tree, any of the puny lives in the world, living an ordinary and yet painful life.     

There were all kinds of sufferings in the world. Just the plights endured by one race were already countless.     

Besides, he had lived with different identities and classes from billions of races, each with their own pains.     

After an immeasurable amount of time, the soul that had endured endless torture in all those reincarnations finally finished cultivating the people's prayer, and returned to the Chaos Core.     

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