Chapter 600: The fate and secrets of the wise gods come to light

As soon as he finished speaking, all the wind chimes in Qingxiang Courtyard rang at the same time.

The rapid sound of wind chimes continued to echo in the courtyard.

All the wind chimes rang, which meant that major events were happening simultaneously within the Mutian Alliance.

Looking at the sound of the wind chimes, Dong'er's face turned pale and his heart became a little confused: "Brother Wu, have you checked this matter yourself?"

If there is a problem with only one or a few statues, then the problem is not very serious.

But now, in the entire Mutian Alliance, there are more than 100,000 worlds, big and small!

From the realm of gods to the lower mortal world, all of them have established "Mutian Temple" without exception. This is the belief of the Mutian Alliance. All the worlds under the jurisdiction of the Mutian Alliance have statues of the master for people to worship.

There are hundreds of thousands of worlds, and there are at least ten Mutian Temples in one world.

In other words, at the same time, cracks appeared on countless statues!

This means that the master is facing an unprecedented crisis, which is more dangerous than any previous one and even life-threatening!

Today's Mutian Alliance has gained great benefits in the "Divine Realm Resource War" thousands of years ago and has become one of the biggest winners in the "Resource War".

Therefore, the current Mu Tian Divine Alliance has successfully set foot in the "Middle Divine Realm", and has become the leader in the Middle Divine Realm, and there is a high probability that it will impact the Upper Divine Realm within 30,000 years. Such a speed of advancement is a miracle that is rare in all the heavens and worlds.

"Mutian Divine Realm" is already the most mysterious and legendary divine realm in the entire divine realm circle. It has become a behemoth that can cause major earthquakes in the divine realm and the fairy realm with just a stomp of its feet.

Since the establishment of the Mutian Alliance, it has been smooth sailing without encountering any major disasters.

The only time was more than 100,000 years ago, when many worlds in the alliance were inexplicably annihilated. Fortunately, Dong'er took action and preserved the foundation of the alliance.

The crisis that time was also because something went wrong in the river of time and something went wrong with the master.

But that time, there were no cracks on the master's statue, and there was nothing abnormal in Mutian Temple.

This shows how dangerous the situation is this time.

"This matter is of great importance. I have personally checked thousands of worlds and found cracks on all the statues of the master."

"In order to determine the scope of the impact, my third brother, fourth sister and the others all went there in person."

"We have received accurate information. All of the master's statues in our territory have problems, without exception!"

Boss Wu Zhong spoke in a hurried tone, with a rare look of panic on his face. He had been in charge of the alliance for many years, and his state of mind had become impeccable. No matter how dangerous the situation was, he was as steady as a rock.

But this time, the master encountered unprecedented danger, he was completely panicked, and didn't know what to do.

"Dong'er, I've made up my mind."

"I am ready to lead all the strong men in our alliance to the River of Time to help in the battle!"

Wu Zhong looked at Dong'er and said seriously.

The last time their master was in danger, not only did they fail to help, they almost hindered him.

Therefore, over the years, the Mutian Alliance has been gathering strength and becoming stronger, just so that one day in the future it can truly help its master.

After that, Dong'er fell into silence. She slowly raised her head and looked into the void, her eyes also looking at the long river of time in the dark.

"Brother Wu, the struggle our master is facing is no longer one we can participate in."

"We are still too weak. If we go through the long river of time, we will only become cannon fodder."

Dong'er said slowly.

These words were like a sharp knife that pierced deeply into Wu Zhong's chest.

He clenched his fists, his eyes became extremely determined: "So what!"

"Haven't we worked hard for so many years just for this day?!"

"If we can't help our master every time he encounters a crisis, then what is the meaning of our existence? Is it a joke?"

"Isn't this seemingly glorious Mutian Alliance we founded just a dispensable joke?"

"Even if I become cannon fodder, I am willing to go."

"Even if I am just cannon fodder, even if I am reduced to ashes, I am willing to lay my body on the road in front of my master!"

"It's not just me who has this idea, everyone in our alliance has the same idea!"

Wu Zhong's eyes were bloodshot and his expression was filled with grief and anger.

The sadness is one’s own weakness!

Anger is also anger at one's own weakness!

When a belief is cracked, it should be a devastating blow to a force.

But when all the powerful monks of the Mu Tian Alliance saw that cracks appeared on the Lord's statue, they realized that the Lord might be fighting alone and fell into disaster.

Everyone’s first thought was not panic, but unity!

There is unprecedented unity, all the monks have volunteered, and the soldiers on the battlefield have been ready, waiting for the leader's order to go and assist their lord.

This was not just Wu Zhong's idea, but the idea of ​​everyone in the alliance.

Even if they were to die, no one was afraid.

After hearing this, Dong'er was also stunned, and then said: "I counted all the cultivators in our alliance, and there are only 104,000 strong people above the celestial immortals who can step into the long river of time."

"Among these more than 100,000 people, there are probably only more than 1,000 or even less who can really help the Lord. It will be a problem for the others to stay in the river of time, let alone fight."

Dong'er's words poured cold water on Wu Zhong.

In other words, the vast majority of people were not even qualified to be cannon fodder, and they were almost destroyed before they even reached the battlefield or went to the side of their lord.

For most people, their sacrifices are meaningless.

After hearing this, Wu Zhong looked sad, his body staggered, he leaned against the wall, and said in pain: "Dong'er..."

"What do you think we should do?"

Wu Zhong's soul seemed to be drained away all at once. His whole body went limp. He felt extremely confused and lost his direction.

At this moment, he just felt so powerless. He had tried so hard for so long, but in the end he could not help at all.

Dong'er was silent for a long time, staring into space, and said quietly, "In our entire alliance, there is only one person who can really help the Lord, or in other words, there is only one way."

Hearing this, Wu Zhong stood up straight at once, as if he had grasped a life-saving straw, and asked Dong'er anxiously: "Who?"

Dong'er withdrew her gaze, looked at Wu Zhong, and said slowly: "I."

"You?" Wu Zhong was stunned, with a puzzled look on his face: "Dong'er, you mean, can you help the master?"

ps: Chapter 599 has been revised. If you still see repeated chapters, you can refresh it.

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