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Primordial God Of Time

Chapter 169: Aurora, The Goddess Of Death!

Author: Carefree_Dreamer
updatedAt: 2025-08-29

CHAPTER 169: AURORA, THE GODDESS OF DEATH!

After all, she knew far more about the young man than he let on.

Because of this young man, drastic things would happen in the inheritance ground.

"Unremarkable? Do you really think I will believe that?" Kathryn sneered internally but didn’t say anything outwardly.

As though the mysterious voice had sensed that everyone with the relics was gathered, the voice resounded across the platform once again.

"For fairness, two chances will be given to everyone. With one of your chances, you have the next five minutes to take the relics from these nine. The other chance you have is to engage in a life and death battle with each other. The five remaining will be able to advance to the inheritance ground as well."

Hearing the words of the mysterious voice, everyone’s expressions changed drastically as they stared at each other, as though they could barely believe what they had heard.

"Is that true? Do we really have a second chance?" Most cultivators present were filled with excitement which they were unable to suppress.

Staring at Kranos and the other three who had stolen four relics all to themselves, they could hardly control themselves.

Meanwhile, Kranos and the others were filled with immense surprise. They hadn’t expected this at all.

Glancing at each other, they noticed the shock in each other’s faces. However, Kranos noticed something else while looking at Kathryn.

It looked as though she was pretending to be shocked. Previously, he wouldn’t have noticed it, but recently he had been studying her emotions closely since he felt something was wrong.

"Did she already know about this?" Kranos was startled at this line of thought.

He quickly calmed himself and, just like the others, stared at the group of cultivators waiting for their decisions.

Many voices resounded from the group of cultivators as they contemplated which decision to make. They stared at each other, waiting for the first person to begin by making a choice. However, everyone was equally hesitant and didn’t immediately act.

Just then, a pained roar resounded throughout the platform.

"Alger, you dare to sneak attack me?" Everyone’s attention was drawn to a particular blue-haired young man whose hand had firmly pierced the chest of another cultivator.

From the cultivator’s words, it appeared they knew each other. Nonetheless, Alger had betrayed their friendship. He grinned wickedly and sneered.

"Friendships don’t matter in the long run on the path to greatness." After speaking, the cultivator felt weakened and could no longer hold on. He collapsed weakly to the ground and within a few breaths, he died.

After killing his friend, Alger turned to the other cultivators in his surroundings. He didn’t hesitate, and in the next moment, a terrifying pressure was released from his body.

Everyone was shocked to realize that he was actually in the God Incarnate Realm.

Previously, he had been hiding his cultivation, only revealing the Monarch Realm. However, now that his full strength was on display, it could no longer be restricted.

Seeing this development, a look of ruthlessness flashed in the eyes of some other cultivators. Without hesitation, multiple attacks rang out from the surroundings.

Because of Alger, chaos had rapidly ensued between the cultivators nearby.

Some who were too fearful of being sneak-attacked quickly called out repeatedly, choosing to battle instead with the unremarkable young man. The next moment, some of their figures were transported to the unremarkable young man.

Meanwhile, from within the crowd, there were also others who chose to battle with Kranos and his group.

Kranos just stared coldly at the group of more than a hundred Monarch and God Incarnate Realm cultivators who had appeared in his line of sight.

With a loud shout, all hundred cultivators lunged at the group.

There were also others who, feeling that Desmond was an easy target, hastily chose him for battle.

In the blink of an eye, everyone was engaged in battle. Of course, this was with the exception of the God Realm cultivators. After all, who in their right mind would choose to battle someone with a domain while having no domain of their own?

Choosing to fight with the God Realm experts would be no different from courting death.

Because of this, the God Realm experts, releasing their pressures, just stood to the side watching the battle play out. After all, who knows if the next stage of the inheritance ground would involve them all fighting against each other?

If that was the case, then they needed to study their opponents to know how to deal with them.

Even though they were God Realm experts, they weren’t omnipotent, as gods could still die.

"What’s that?" Staring at Aurora, who was not too far away, a God Realm expert exclaimed, quickly drawing the attention of the other God Realm experts.

On Aurora’s side, she had also been chosen by a few cultivators who hadn’t witnessed her killing Ren.

Because the battlefield was too big, some were bound to miss important details.

Aurora just faced the more than hundred cultivators in front of her, her hair glowing freely in the wind like flowing silver.

She glanced at them and, in the next instant, her figure moved.

Boom!

A sonic boom resounded and space seemed to compress slightly at her previous location. A grey light surfaced on her hand, and without hesitation, she appeared in front of a God Incarnate Realm cultivator.

The moment she appeared in front of him, her hand reached out toward his head.

"How fast!" The cultivator was barely able to react when her hand slapped toward him.

In the next instant, his head exploded and sprayed blood onto the remaining cultivators.

Everyone was frozen in fear instantly.

What did they just see?

A Dao Palace Realm expert had slapped someone in the God Incarnate Realm to death?

A wave of fear instantly washed over them. However, Aurora didn’t give them a chance to catch their breath.

Her figure vanished, and at the same time, a sword appeared in her hand.

"Netherworld Extinguishing Strike." She muttered in her heart as the blade glowed with an otherworldly light.

The next moment, the blade slashed forward, tearing through space.

Bang!

Before more than ten cultivators could react, they were sliced apart, destroyed in the blink of an eye.

After that, like a goddess of death, Aurora’s figure flickered across the battlefield, claiming the lives of everyone in her line of vision.

The sight terrified all the cultivators who were in the surroundings.

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