Ye Changqing transmigrated to the Tianyuan Realm, still in his mother's womb when he awoke. He discovered that his mother, Murong Ling, who was childhood sweethearts with King Wu, was merely a ...
Yantian Realm.
The sky was filled with yellow sand, as if it were dead silent.
A hazy ancient bluestone road stands between heaven and earth.
Outside was a furnace of heaven and earth, with crimson flames dancing in the void. An ancient and mysterious restriction was connected to it, floating in the sky.
The entire ancient road was enveloped by a thick murderous intent that seemed tangible.
Zi Xuan and more than ten followers narrowed their eyes slightly, with a faint cold light flashing in their eyes.
"Young Master Han, Young Master Zhang, do you really have to do things so drastically?"
After walking out of the ancient road, the other party directly took control of the furnace of heaven and earth and blocked the ancient road. Even Zixuan and others did not have time to leave.
Having previously dodged more than ten immortal holy corpses, now... another shocking killing situation has emerged.
He felt a terrible headache.
The layout of the Shinto League is too shocking.
It was actually possible to set up such a killing formation in the secret realm.
Zhang Shaoyu was dressed in a white robe, revealing a refined temperament.
He smiled peacefully and said, "The order we received is to kill all the monks who enter the ancient road."
"You're lucky. You escaped the Immortal Saint Corpse."
"Next, I can give you two choices."
"First, we must stand on the same front with the geniuses of the major sects and confront our Shinto League head-on."
"Second, on behalf of the Changsheng Zi family, join our Shinto League and cooperate with us to kill Ye Changqing and others. You can also freely choose the resources of this secret realm."
"Furthermore, our Shinto League has four great saints in charge. Even the Ji family, which has lasted for millions of years, will be in jeopardy under our attack and may collapse at any time."
“Sometimes, people need to make successful choices to move to a higher level.”
There was a sense of pressure between the words.
In fact, Zhang Shaoyu and Han Mo were not absolutely sure that they could kill tens of thousands of human geniuses.
This includes many direct descendants of the Taoist tradition of immortality.
And there are only a hundred of them.
The main reason is that Gu Yuan, the leader of the four young masters, has not yet entered the ancient road, which makes them feel unsure.
If we recruit some cannon fodder, the success rate will be much higher.
Zixuan's strength is not weak, he has reached the peak of the early Nirvana stage. It is rumored that his bloodline has returned to his ancestral lineage, and he will have the opportunity to glimpse the realm of saints in the future.
"This..." A hint of hesitation flashed in the depths of Zixuan's eyes.
In fact, he didn't want to choose either of these two paths. He just wanted to enter the secret realm as soon as possible and seize the resources and treasures.
To put it bluntly, the Zi family is not weak. They have stood in the Lingyuan Realm for two or three hundred thousand years and have produced three saints.
Now there is also a Saint-level ancestor in charge, but he is just sleeping.
But... whether it is Qingyang Sect or Shinto League.
They can't afford to offend anyone.
The Qingyang Sect has mastered the method of breaking through the Saint level, and there will definitely be more and more powerful people in the future.
There is a trend of unification.
Coupled with the Su family's former prestige, it is powerful enough.
Many powerful saints were born here, all of them invincible in the same level.
The Shinto Alliance now has the advantage, with four great saints and nearly ten top powerhouses, which is enough to sweep across the Dao domain.
Han Mo held the three-foot green peak in his hand and saw that the other party did not give a choice.
A faint murderous intent permeated the air: "More than ten indestructible saint corpses are enough to kill nearly half of the geniuses."
"You also know that our alliance's ancestor has set up the Heaven and Earth Furnace and a Saint-level killing formation."
"Including you, is it difficult to deal with thousands of people?"
"Except for Ji Tian, who is ranked third on the Heavenly Ranking and is barely good enough, what are the others?"
"They are nothing but ants."
When Zixuan saw this, his heart moved slightly. According to common sense, this was indeed the case.
Although Ye Changqing is not weak, he has not yet grown up.
Just as he was about to speak, a weak and intermittent old voice from the jade pendant came into his mind.
"Xuan'er...entered another...world..."
"Make sure to make friends with Ye Changqing..."
"The four great saints... have been expelled from Baizhan County..."
"I am burning my blood and essence... We are separated by two realms, I wonder if I can transmit your message... If you can hear it... you must obey!"
"Otherwise... I will expel you from the family!"
Zixuan was horrified and his heart was filled with shock.
Kick me out of the family?
I am the most powerful genius of the Zi family in this era.
He is gifted with holy talent and possesses the body of Tianyang Dao.
It's almost like sweeping across the entire Dao domain.
However, the four great saints were expelled?
This news shocked him. Has the Qingyang Sect become so powerful?
Seeing that he had entered early and even burned his limited blood and essence, his ancestor wanted to inform him of the news.
This means that we must never make enemies with the Qingyang Sect.
Otherwise... there will be a catastrophe.
Make a decision in an instant.
He exhaled lightly, his eyes flashing with brilliance, and shouted loudly.
"Who do you think you are, the Shinto League? Are you worthy of my submission?"
"You're asking me to make a choice, are you worthy enough?"
"If you hadn't been born in the Central Divine Realm, where spiritual energy resources are more abundant, you two would be at most in the early stages of Nirvana now."
"No need to say more, kill!"
He sacrificed an ancient tripod, emitting a terrifying aura, trying to break through the furnace of heaven and earth.
The dozen or so followers and friends behind him were all stunned.
Is the Son of God crazy?
Just a head-on confrontation like this?
Isn't this seeking death?
But... their own Son of God has made his choice, and they cannot change it.
They all took out their spiritual weapons and Taoist soldiers, mobilized the spiritual energy around their bodies, stimulated their strong blood and formed battle formations.
Zhang Shaoyu and Han Mo were slightly stunned. The other party refused?
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