As Yuan Huang’s words were heard, several images appeared in the minds of everyone except Yun Che.
The first picture is the scene of the conflict between Mo Su, Pan Xiaodie and others and Zhutian Shendi.
The second picture shows the God Emperor Zhutian swinging the Zhutian Ancestral Sword to banish everyone to the abyss of nothingness.
The third picture is a tragic scene of Mo Su holding Pan Xiaodie and howling to the sky after falling into the abyss.
The starting point of all this is the so-called balance and restraint between gods and demons. Gods and demons are not meant to be together, and the combination of the two is a so-called mistake. The one who has always adhered to this concept and practiced this principle is the God Emperor Mo'e.
He felt that such a thing could not be allowed to happen, especially to the supreme beings of the gods and demons, and such an act of "rebellion" was even more unacceptable. So even though Mo Su was the Prince Zhutian, his only son, Mo'e still slashed the last ruthless sword and killed his own brother for the sake of justice!
All the people from the six nations and seven gods, including the dragon clan, did not dare to make any sound, for fear of disturbing the tranquility.
Except for the Great Wilderness Priest, the other three priests beside Emperor Yuan showed no sadness or joy on their faces. They were witnesses and participants who experienced this disaster together with Emperor Yuan, and they couldn't help but feel deeply emotional when recalling the past.
However, all these sorrows will eventually pass, and their perseverance has been confirmed by facts. The decision to protect Emperor Yuan was right from the beginning to the end. It's just that the result came too late, and the Emperor Zhutian has not yet witnessed it in person. The lineage of Emperor Yuan will never get the name of justice.
"After all this talk, I think you should all be clear about what I'm trying to say. We in the Abyss have always upheld the 'Noble Soul'. Everything we do is faultless. Even the most faulty is the 'Eternal Pure Land'. Therefore, when we arrive in the world of the living in the future, we don't need to be ashamed of our birth, but should be proud of our deeds."
"All the people of the abyss will be forever endowed with glorious bodies, more noble than the natives of the 'Eternal Pure Land'."
"All of this is thanks to the contributions of everyone here, and I would like to express my sincere gratitude to you all."
Emperor Yuan actually stood up and bowed deeply to everyone.
Everyone present was surprised by such a change, and they stood up and bowed respectfully to Emperor Yuan.
"The grace that Lord Yuanhuang has bestowed on the world is greater than that of the heavens. How can we, the people of the abyss, accept such a great gift? Please don't embarrass us." Lord Jueluo spoke first and said very sincerely.
"Indeed, Lord Yuanhuang is a symbol of eternity and nobility to the abyss. We in the Kingdom of God are all indebted to him. Whether it is cultivation or life, everything is bestowed by him. We can only be grateful and thankful." Lord Qiheng said respectfully.
"The Abyss Emperor is immortal, and the Abyss is honored by him!"
"The Abyss Emperor is immortal, and the Abyss is honored by him!"
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All the gods present shouted loudly.
"Everyone, please sit down. The fact that this world has developed into what it is today is not solely due to my efforts. Countless true gods and martyrs have sacrificed their lives for this cause, swearing to follow me until death."
There was no emotion on Emperor Yuan's face at all, as if his face was frozen at a certain moment and turned into a static picture.
"Alright, just like previous Pure Land Conferences, the next stage will be for the Sons and Daughters of God from various countries, but the significance this time is different."
"Although the pioneer knights have found the coordinates of the 'Eternal Pure Land', it is impossible for all the people of the Abyss to be able to go there the next time the Abyss passage opens."
Emperor Yuan's voice was not loud, but his words at this moment were as heavy as a thousand pounds when they fell into the ears of the gods of various countries. This meant that there would be a quota limit when the transmission channel was opened next time!
The citizens of the abyss who didn't get a place will be ruthlessly abandoned, and can only wait for the black tide of time to continue to worsen. The ultimate result will be the collapse of the laws of time in this world and the destruction of the world...
"Previous Pure Land Gatherings allowed all the Sons and Daughters of God to compete with each other, showcasing their talents and fighting for personal honor. This time, however, you are representing your own kingdoms. Your final ranking will determine the final allocation of teleportation slots. This time, you are fighting not just for yourselves, but also for the people of the kingdoms behind you."
"There are only 100,000 teleportation slots in total. The Pure Land takes 10,000, the six great divine kingdoms each take 10,000, and the Dragon Clan takes 1,000. This is the initial guaranteed quota. The remaining 29,000 slots will be determined based on the final ranking results."
"Sixth and seventh place will not receive additional places, fifth place will receive 500 places, fourth place will receive 1,500 places, third place will receive 4,000 places, second place will receive 8,000 places, and first place will receive 15,000 places."
Emperor Yuan did not ask for everyone's opinions this time, but had already planned everything before the Pure Land Conference was held. This was an announcement rather than a discussion.
The meaning assigned to each ranking is completely different, and the number of transfers corresponding to each ranking varies greatly. Every advancement in one rank is an endless gift and blessing to the people of the respective kingdom of God!
"Lord Yuanhuang, the Pure Land War this time has a lot of implications. Fuchen dares to ask, given the huge differences in cultivation between the Sons of God and the Goddesses of each country, would it be unfair to allocate quotas based on the final ranking?"
Hua Fuchen stood up and spoke calmly. In the past, he would not have been so rude and outspoken, but this time, since it involved hundreds of millions of people from the Zhetian Divine Kingdom, he had no choice but to take the risk and speak.
Hua Caili, the goddess of the Zhetian Divine Kingdom, achieved the status of demigod only three years ago. Her cultivation is the weakest among the gods and goddesses of all the six countries. If calculated by combat power, then it is obvious that she has no chance of winning against the Zhetian Divine Kingdom.
The Dragon Lord sitting at the back also stood up and echoed, "What Divine Master Huaxin said is absolutely right. Although our dragon clan is few in number, being able to obtain a thousand places is a great blessing. However, with Wangchu's current cultivation level at the Divine Lord level, competing with the various Divine Sons and Divine Daughters is like hitting a rock with an egg, and it will only bring humiliation upon oneself..."
Previous Pure Land Conferences did not involve issues of interests, so everyone did not care too much about the final ranking. But this time is different. It involves the core interests of various countries, so some issues that were not raised before were put on the table.
"Why is the Dragon Lord openly questioning the decision of the Abyss Emperor?" Jueluo God said with a righteous look on his face. For the Senluo Divine Kingdom, such a distribution method is undoubtedly the most perfect. After all, Dian Jiuzhi is recognized as the number one son of God in the Abyss!
"Hmph, who made the Son of God and Goddess you chose so weak and incompetent? The new Goddess of my Eternal Night Kingdom has cultivated to the sixth level of the Divine Destruction Realm in less than half a century. Your own lack of strength can only be blamed on lack of talent and effort." Shen Wuyan Ye snorted coldly and mocked Hua Fuchen and the Dragon Lord.
"Wu Ming Divine Lord, you!" The Dragon Lord was speechless. This generation of the direct descendant of the Ancestral Dragon was indeed too weak...
"Everyone, please be patient. I have certainly thought about these issues. There is one thing you may not have thought of. This time, the Panming Poxu Mirror is recovering its power and cannot create a special spatial projection (similar to the projection of the Zhoutian Pearl) to allow the sons and daughters of gods to fight freely. Therefore, I have arranged a fairer way of competing." Yuan Huang said with a smile.
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