"Look, what's that!"

When the Starship entered the Brahma Palace, countless people looked up at the starry sky.

"China's Starship-class warship!"

Some people have already recognized the origin of the warship. In the current battlefield, only two forces are capable of developing a Nascent Soul-level warship: the first is China on the Eastern Emperor Star, and the other is the United States on the Western Emperor Star.

The Chinese civilization, needless to say, is the leader of all human civilizations, excelling in both its heritage and technology. The United States, with the help of the resurrected Mayan civilization, established a comprehensive Apocalyptic system, whose technology is arguably no less advanced than that of China.

"I heard that the Heavenly Kingdom of China gifted that God of Slaughter nine warships a while ago. Could it be that the God of Slaughter is visiting the Daoist temple?" someone of high rank speculated. Their identities gave them some understanding of the battlefield situation, and they knew very well who on this battlefield could not be offended.

"Judging from the direction the warships are heading, they should be heading towards Mengdu."

"Report to your lord quickly!"

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"Boss, why is the layout of this Brahma temple different from that in China?"

Looking down at the land of Borneo, the pillar's face was full of confusion.

Based on the characteristics of the monsters' distribution after the cataclysm, concentrating resources on defense would be the best approach, ensuring the survival of the vast majority of the lower classes. However, this is not the case in the Brahma Dojo; their layout remains almost unchanged from before the cataclysm, with large numbers of civilians scattered across the Brahma land.

"That's normal. After all, the Brahma world only has tens of millions of people!" Jiang Yuan wasn't too bothered by this; that's just how things are in the Brahma world.

"How is that possible!"

Zhu Zi expressed his confusion, asking in bewilderment, "Didn't they say that the population of the Brahma region is almost as large as that of China? How come it's only tens of millions?"

Hearing Zhu Zi's words, Liang Yuquan laughed and explained, "In the Brahma sanctuary, only those standing at the top of the pyramid are considered real people! Those below are people who toil like cattle or horses in this life, hoping for a better birth in the next."

“How is that possible? Even our ancient Chinese knew the saying ‘Are kings and nobles born with a special destiny?’ How can there still be such feudal people in this day and age?” Zhu Zi still couldn’t believe it.

"It's not surprising. Once some ideas are fixed, the path forward is blocked," Jiang Yuan said calmly.

He had briefly come into contact with people from the Brahma monastery, whose fanaticism for the gods was beyond his comprehension.

This situation often leads to a phenomenon where passively accepted pure faith makes believers stronger, but it cannot cultivate top-tier powerhouses, because top-tier powerhouses need to walk their own path, rather than living in the shadow of other beings.

"Alright, we'll reach Mengdu after one more leap. Everyone, get ready. There will be no shortage of people coveting the Fallen Star." Jiang Yuanlai had gathered information on this beforehand. There are no fewer than a hundred secret realm tokens on the market, so the number of competitors for a single secret realm is definitely in the dozens or even hundreds.

The Starship-class warship completed its jump, but Jiang Yuan did not allow it to advance any further because they had been stopped.

"What's wrong?" Liang Yuquan noticed something was wrong and rushed to the porthole to look.

They saw a dense swarm of powerful figures from the Brahma monastery surrounding the warship; clearly, they were waiting for them.

"Let's go. Since they've put on such a grand welcome for us, it wouldn't be right for us not to go out and meet them!" Jiang Yuan showed no fear. In fact, his entry into the Brahma Dojo was itself a demonstration of force and the best counterattack against the Brahma Dojo's previous actions.

The two followed Jiang Yuan off the warship. When they saw that the person who came was indeed Jiang Yuan, the Brahmins all gasped in shock.

There are too many legends about Jiang Yuan. He is a living death god. It is no joke that wherever he goes, death follows. Countless powerful people have tried to kill him but have failed. This is his proudest achievement.

A Brahmin dressed in gold and silver and wearing a tall hat stepped forward, put his hands together and said, "Fellow Daoist Jiang Yuan has traveled thousands of miles to come. I am sorry for not welcoming you sooner!"

“You’ve even called him a half-decayed one, that’s not impolite!” Jiang Yuan turned slightly and looked at the old man with a white beard. Under the Samsara Eye, the half-decayed one couldn’t escape his detection at all.

"this……"

The Brahmin was greatly surprised. He had thought Jiang Yuan's legends were somewhat exaggerated before, but now he realized that it was not exaggerated at all, but rather an understatement.

While few can instantly recognize a half-decayed person, a few exceptionally gifted individuals can. However, among those who have recognized a half-decayed person and can still converse with them with ease, only Jiang Yuan has been seen in the Brahma Dojo so far.

A half-dead being is definitely at least a demigod at their peak. And what does a demigod represent? It means that they have touched the supreme divine authority. Such a powerful being is worthy of worship.

"Everyone, step back!" The half-dead man from the Brahma Dojo waved to the others and walked gently toward Jiang Yuan.

"Fellow Daoist has come from afar, surely for the Divine Realm!"

Only the half-deceased man and a young man of about thirty years old remained present.

"Now that you know my purpose, let's get straight to the point. We need to pass through to enter the secret realm," Jiang Yuan said frankly.

Upon hearing this, the half-decayed man smiled faintly, his tone carrying a hint of threat, and said, "Many people have come here before wanting to pass through, but none of them succeeded. Instead, they left behind their tokens!"

As he spoke, the young man behind the half-decayed man stretched out his hand with an arrogant expression, and a string of interconnected secret realm tokens swayed in his hand.

"Interesting. You're the first half-dead person to try and steal from me!"

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