I became a god by treasure hunting after arriving 500 years early

At this moment, Lu Yuan radiated brilliance, as if forged from silver, dazzling all over, majestic and extraordinary.

The three abilities of [Steel], [Complete Spiritification], and [Hurricane] began to slowly fuse into the strongest ability of the Ninth Epoch, [Powerful Wind]!

The rules of [Powerful Wind] have long been dismantled, and wanting to reappear in the world is not an easy task.

He had long studied how to quickly fuse [Powerful Wind]; the answer was simple, pressure!

The greater the pressure, the faster the fusion!

The attacks from the outside were like a blacksmith's hammer, capable of forcefully hammering the three abilities together.

"Try to protect yourselves!" Lu Yuan solemnly said to everyone, "I have a way to send the message out. If you have confidence, you can rally this civilization and the ancient tribes to war!"

"This is a war of extinction where either you die or I perish. No civilization can escape its involvement. Otherwise, when they catch their breath, all of us will be part of a blood sacrifice."

Lu Yuan bent down to rescue the bleeding centaur in shock, sending a stream of Life Essence.

A faint green light entered his body, making the centaur feel slightly better, a bit of sensation returned to his paralyzed form.

But he was too severely injured; in this environment, healing was unlikely.

"Sir... may I ask your name?" the centaur said weakly, "My soul is shattered; I'm afraid it's impossible to save my life, your kindness is in vain."

"I am the inheritor of the Emperor of Heaven, the Original Myth of this Epoch."

The centaur managed to squeeze out a smile: "Hero... in the Ninth Epoch, we have strong ones too..."

"As for the ugly faces of those ancient tribes... I have recorded them."

He tremblingly took out a camera from the power armor, shouting into the lens: "I, the Diplomat of Centaur Civilization, died at the hands of ancient tribes!"

"All their past is a mere disguise!"

"I have destroyed the blood brick, never betraying the future of civilization."

Then, the centaur, too heavily injured, slowly closed his eyes.

He died holding onto a shred of hope for the future.

A hint of sadness arose in Lu Yuan's heart as he retrieved the camera, sending it into the Immortal Palace in the Qiankun World.

The Mythical Treasure in the sky, although capable of isolating all information dissemination, was powerless against higher-level World Power.

This piece of video was transmitted to the outside in the [Temple].

[Fight, today either you die or I perish.]

When Lu Yuan uttered this sentence in front of everyone, the weather changed, his aura soared greatly, the fusion of abilities combined with the terrifying pressure from outside, he suddenly felt a difference in mindset, actually generating a craftsman's inspiration at this critical time!

Indeed, Qiankun World, though with the function of simulating a heart, after all, was not a heart.

The current feeling might truly be the "heart"!

The "heart" of the idealist world turned out to be idealistic too.

[So, it's all because of your interference.] The Evil Dragon Emperor growled, [Unexpectedly, the Ninth Epoch produced such a top-level strongman.]

[But you wouldn't believe that you alone and an insect could defeat us all?]

His black hair spread, the field was oppressive.

Lu Yuan laughed heartily: [Alone? Everyone present here is my ally.]

[Thank you for still losing your composure. Otherwise, it would not be so easy to reveal your true face, and the many civilizations would not unite against a common foe. They always carried a shred of luck in their minds.]

[Now, as long as I kill you all, the glory of the Emperor's period will return in the Ninth Epoch!]

Lu Yuan was murderous, his skin smoother than ever, this time not hiding, his combat power in full bloom, no longer stingy in utilizing energy.

The synthesis of [Powerful Wind] was slower than expected, simply breaking through in battle.

In an instant, he was murderous, instantly teleporting forward, a ten thousand ton iron fist thrust forward, the air roared!

The Evil Dragon Emperor, wary of the opponent's space ability, immediately drew his weapon.

The Mythical Weapon "Kanglong Mace" opened thousands of eyes, staring at Lu Yuan, thousands of lights bloomed.

The clash of two top mythologies was like Mars hitting Earth, surrounding civilizations retreated significantly, some opportunist civilizations made two shots, even if these shells couldn't shatter the protective glow.

"Boom!!"

[Steel] ability indeed had dual attack and defense, with one punch struck, sparks flew, hurricane surged.

The sacrificial pool used for blood sacrifice nearby instantly collapsed, with a stream of blood beads shooting out, falling like rainwater from the sky, blood water for sacrificial heaven spread all over.

All ancient tribes grew increasingly angry, the altar was destroyed, blood sacrifice rules couldn't be remade for the time being.

"Your Majesty, the pool has been blown up by you!!"

The Evil Dragon Emperor replied coldly: [Don't panic! First slaughter the resisters in front, as long as external civilizations exist, blood bricks can be reconsolidated.]

[In Xuluo Map, information can't be transmitted, what happened is unknown to the outside world.]

[March Civilization, Human Civilization, Chi Civilization, we will slaughter them one by one… no, dying so easily is too simple, it's necessary to strip their souls, letting them suffer for a lifetime!]

Greedy Demon God also sneered, yet not explaining much.

He had already transmitted the video to the outside world, once fighting commenced, under overwhelming anger, countless civilizations easily annihilated small worlds of ancient tribes.

He was unrivaled, facing many enemies alone, though without divine weaponry, his fists were the strongest weapons, every punch, every kick possessed terrifying power of the entire world crashing towards the enemy.