In the sky, nine suspended crystal pillars shimmered with a hazy light, primarily in nine colors: red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, purple, black, and white.
The nine crystal pillars are of different heights and brightness. The yellow crystal pillar is mostly broken, its light is dim, and it is on the verge of destruction.
This corresponds to the Nine Heavens of the Land of Dawn, and the current state of the crystal pillars reveals the extent of the Nine Heavens' fragmentation.
The Nine Heavens hold perilous dangers that even the gods fear, but at the same time, they also contain boundless opportunities.
Xiao Han stared intently upwards, lost in thought.
Iron chains were wrapped around the crystal pillar, which stood in the void and burst forth with a soft stream of light, flowing into this world.
Above Little Red Sky lies the territory covered by crimson crystal pillars.
"The mysteries of the Nine Heavens and the origins of rare treasures are truly beyond measure."
His impression of Jiutian gradually became clearer, and he developed a strong interest in it.
Ten thousand years ago, the heavens pierced the sky, violently impacting the original structure of the Midland continent.
For example, the so-called Sequence Tree, which carries the power of the gods, lowers the threshold of the Golden Path, and ushers in the Golden Age, was born from the Nine Heavens.
"This world was excavated by the Goddess from the Nine Heavens. It resembles the domain of a Saint Realm expert. It can be said that this is the prototype of a divine kingdom."
Blue Will explained, his tone quite surprised.
At the same time, he secretly used a secret technique to glance at Xiao Han's will.
A layer of pale blue ripples spread out, becoming increasingly transparent, making it quite hidden.
Peel away the outer layer of disguise, and a six-petaled red lotus blooms, leaving it momentarily stunned.
Flowers as vibrant as the crimson sunset bloom, exuding an immense and overwhelming aura that surges forth.
The blue will trembled, as if it were a small boat on surging molten lava, engulfed in flames and ready to be swallowed up at any moment.
Six petals?
Wow... Wow, amazing!
The blue will trembled slightly, and upon recalling its newly acquired four-petal privilege, its previous joy vanished instantly.
The goddess laid down tens of thousands of inheritances, and a red lotus mark would grow in the body of the inheritor. In the power system established by the goddess, the number of petals determines the status and position, and the recipient enjoys various resources and privileges.
The number of petals also indicates the level of access.
Right now, he's met a big shot pretending to be a newbie.
With six petals, it can multiply to seven petals and rise to one of the higher levels if it takes one more step forward.
In particular, the other party once said that he was summoned by the goddess in private (this needs to be verified), which means he is very likely one of the high-level members who is about to be promoted to the Crystal Pillar!
"Brother, what's wrong?"
Xiao Han noticed the other person's strange behavior; the other person was jumping around in front of him, seemingly having epilepsy, which was inexplicable.
"Damn it, those bastards from Valhalla are here again! When will this ever end?!"
The blue will faltered, abandoning the urge to cling to a powerful figure. It uttered those words, sprouted a pair of wings, and flew into a floating crimson tide, dissipating into nothingness and returning to reality.
This guy was clearly trying to play the old trick of pretending to be a newbie and ruthlessly slapping people in the face. He deliberately attracted their attention, and after his disguise was exposed, he unleashed a six-petaled red lotus mark, followed by an endless combo of showing off under the moon, extorting, blackmailing, and coercing them without restraint.
Here, the more petals the red lotus has, the stronger the amplification power. This is not only a place for communication, but also a sacred place for cultivation.
Therefore, it is reasonable to use the means of coercion to devour the other party's will and search for any information about them.
"Valhalla? Being hunted by heroes?"
Xiao Han was stunned, watching the other party run away in a panic.
It seems this fellow demon is having a tough time. As a lowly newbie among demon kings, all I can do is offer my blessings to this kind-hearted person.
Perhaps it would be better to leave an address. If you can't hold on and are killed by the hero, you can leave a legacy for the kind-hearted, naive demon king to avenge you.
At the same time, he secretly rejoiced that he was in the Nordic region, and with colleagues who had achieved great success in the Demon King profession attracting his attention, he, as a newbie, was quite safe.
"Wait, I think I forgot something..."
Xiao Han was taken aback. He glanced at the prominent temple in the Little Crimson Heaven, where a group of colorful wills were chasing each other and rushing frantically toward the temple.
...
In the early morning, peach petals fluttered down, radiating a crystal-clear brilliance.
On the snow-white bed, Xiao Han opened his eyes, staring at the ceiling, still sleepy.
He hadn't expected that the temple was actually a state-of-the-art auction house.
Among the auction items, there are 12 rare treasures, including the "White Dew Frost" that he has his eye on. It belongs to the category of rare treasures of the Ice Path, and the starting price is one hundred magic crystals. Bartering is also accepted.
From their seats, the colorful wills burst forth with frequency waves, like a carnival, full of vigor and vitality.
Strangely, a part of his will seemed to glance at him, then, like a drug-addicted monkey, leaped and bounded about, and was expelled from the temple.
Then, Xiao Han had a great time all night, and under the gazes of a group of lazy people looking up to the big shot, he completely gave up the desire to buy anything.
This was completely different from what he had imagined—ordering goods privately from a bewitching goddess.
But at the same time, a sense of relief and peace of mind arose spontaneously.
So, we're part of an organization after all... Waaah, I've finally found my people!
Beside him, a pair of pale golden wolf ears stood up, and a soft, delicate touch came from his left hand, interrupting Xiao Han's memories.
He entered that realm through ideology, and upon returning, he naturally gradually regained his senses in various parts of his body.
It starts in the brain and then spreads to the limbs and bones.
He pricked up his fox ears, and after confirming that this wasn't something he had fallen from, he yanked off the blanket.
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