Chapter 682 The Last Blood Sacrifice
Endless sword energy was as beautiful as clouds and mist, filling the entire dimensional void.
Rose purple, scarlet red, sky blue, grass green, golden yellow, endless color changes, there has never been a moment when this dimensional void is so dazzling and beautiful.
Zhang Yang summoned a sword of law and stood on it with Mu Shaoan, Li Gouhai, Jiang Rong, He Yimou, Wu Jun, and Wu Chu. He also called Pang Di, Liang Jin, Cheng Cai, Shang Fang, and Hu Chen. Because the five of them were the Taoist ancestors of five new planes, even if they had to hide their identities, they could not avoid formally getting to know and hand over to the bosses of other planes.
That’s right, after Zhang Yang’s heart-to-heart talks, Mu Shaoan and others finally agreed to accept the task of defending the bridgehead.
At this point, there is already a hidden dimension in Zhang Yang's camp, namely the Qingmu World + the Table World (the two have been merged).
A main plane base is the world of sword immortals.
The five buffer isolation planes are planes one to five controlled by Liang Jin, Hu Chen, Cheng Cai, Shang Fang, and Pang Di.
A fully open plane is the holy land of kendo, which will serve as a bridgehead and main battlefield, guarded by He Yimou and Wu Jun.
The five frontier support planes, which are responsible for providing war support around the Holy Land of Sword, are Mu Shaoan, Li Gouhai, Jiang Rong, Wu Chu (newly joined), and the plane jointly controlled by the Wood Demon Clan and the Table.
Of course, it is normal for the Wood Demon Clan and the Table to be absent from such an important high-level meeting of the factions.
When everyone was gathered, Zhang Yang asked He Yimou to control the Law Immortal Sword and reintroduced everyone's identities. Without waiting for everyone to think, he said directly: "The Sword Dao Holy Land is about to take shape. This kind of grand scene is rare to see in billions of years. Today, we will all go to eat some meat and grab some opportunities. Those who want to advance to the Sword Dao Law Heavenly God should pay attention. This will be the fastest and most convenient channel, and it is absolutely safe."
"Master, can I advance to the Ancient God of Sword?" Li Gouhai couldn't help but ask as soon as these words came out. He had been envious of He Yimou and Wu Jun for too long.
"Of course, why not? Give me 50 million years of your life and take back the heaven and earth that you control, and I guarantee you will be satisfied." Zhang Yang sneered.
Li Gouhai was instantly speechless.
"Don't be unconvinced, or think that I am making things difficult for you. I am doing this for your own good. The Ancient God of Sword Dao is not a leg-level being. He is born with karma. How can we save Wu Jun and the other two? I don't know how much I will have to pay to save their lives in the future. Why are you joining in the fun!"
At this time, He Yimou could not help but ask: "Master, if this is the case, then my path as a sword immortal will never be successful, right?"
"That's the theory." Zhang Yang sighed. "Innate creatures will do whatever it takes to attack acquired creatures. Throughout the long history, there have been many powerful civilizations, all of which have been brilliant and dazzling for a period of time. There are countless civilizations that are more powerful than the Sword Immortal Civilization, and more outstanding than the Sword Immortal Civilization. But have they ever survived? Have they ever really had a chance to rise to prominence?"
"Back then, the ancient demons were so domineering that it was an understatement to say that they were invincible in defeating half of the fourth-order opponents. But where are the ancient demons now? Those who have survived to this day are all cowards. From this point of view, do you think the Sword Immortal Civilization will have the last laugh, or will it be completely wiped out?"
"Hey, if you say so, there's no point in us fighting. It would be better to reduce the dimension to the fifth sequence as soon as possible and continue to fight against the virus bugs." Mu Shaoan spoke up from the side. The cowardly Fatty Zhang took the opportunity to sell his fat pig theory again.
But this time Zhang Yang rarely argued with him, and just smiled, "Two Ancient Sword Gods are actually enough. Although the bridgehead of the Sword Saint Land is large, it will not be able to be deployed if there are more. In addition, instead of discussing the future, it is better to look at the present. The Sword Saint Land will soon be completed, so hurry up if you want to get on board."
No one spoke at this time. Wu Chu, Pang Di, Liang Jin, Cheng Cai, Shang Fang, and Hu Chen, the six people who had not yet advanced to the level of Law God, immediately seized the opportunity to gain insights, while Li Gouhai and Jiang Rong were also unwilling to miss this chance.
For a moment, the only ones left in control of the sword were He Yimou, who was in control, Wu Jun, who was on guard, as well as Zhang Yang and Mu Shaoan, who had not yet comprehended the law. After Zhang Yang revealed the secret, Mu Shaoan naturally no longer wanted to be an ancient sword god, although he did not agree with Zhang Yang's statement at all.
"With such a good opportunity, why don't you bring more people out? There will be rows of sword-fighting gods coming and going!" Mu Shaoan asked curiously at this time, because there are many demigods of the law in the world of sword immortals now, and they are just one step away from success.
But in the end, Zhang Yang was very stingy and only selected six people in the end. And he gave them the places only because these six people had become Dao ancestors of the sub-plane.
Wouldn’t it be great if we could create a thousand gods of laws and place them there?
"Do you want to be the sword's slave or the sword's master?" Zhang Yang asked instead of answering.
"Does it matter?"
"Then let me put it another way. The Law of Sword Dao represents a kind of power, but this power is not everything. Our expectation to obtain this power is to make us slaves of this power, which is obviously wrong."
"But this power is in my hands, isn't it? I have the power, I can kill everyone on my side, it is this power that gives me the courage and support, but killing everyone on my side is my original intention. If this can be considered as slavery, then you, Fatty Zhang, are going crazy." Mu Shaoan shook his head.
"The problem is that this power is not only in your hands, but also rooted in your body and imprinted in your true spirit. It will subtly change your speech, behavior, and preferences. Do you think there are a few people in this world with a will as rough and hard as yours who can defy the heavens and the earth? Although the Sword Immortal World has experienced more than 7,000 years of development, it is still too thin. In my opinion, only the first-generation disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect and a few second-generation disciples have a solid foundation. They can advance to the level of Law Heavenly God and Law Demigod. The rest must currently control their realm level to the Law Mahayana."
Zhang Yang said this very seriously.
"If I now release the influence of Sword Principle 5.0 on these sword cultivators and sword immortal disciples, they may continue to gain insights in the short term and then break through the realm, but the consequence is fatal, that is, they will indirectly become slaves of Sword Principle 5.0. Just like the guy who memorized the entire English dictionary in order to learn English."
"What kind of metaphor is this? You are right to worry, but the war is imminent. Are you sure you have time to make long-term plans? You shouldn't just keep pumping out troops for a while and then keep pumping out troops for a while."
"Hey, don't try to trick me with words. Rhythm, do you understand rhythm? If I were to survive in the fourth sequence according to your ideas, I would have died ten thousand times ago. Enjoy the last peace before dawn. After dawn, you will be the king." When Zhang Yang said this, a strange smile suddenly appeared on his face.
"What do you mean?" Mu Shaoan was instantly horrified.
"What I mean is, whenever the third generation of insecticides are released, I will sacrifice my blood to you. But don't worry, this is really the last time."
"Fuck! Fatty Zhang, I'm going to kill you first!" Mu Shaoan's face turned pale with anger. How could he be so deceiving? However, he suddenly thought of something and his face changed again. "Brother, you are playing with fire!"
Zhang Yang smiled and said, "How do you know if you don't try? You also want to meet your other third, don't you?"
Mu Shaoan's eyes widened in shock, and he finally sat down, "Zhang Kengkeng, this time you have to tell me how you dug the pit, or I'll jump from here!"
"Actually, this is not a trap I dug. Do you believe me?" Zhang Yang said helplessly.
"I don't believe it!"
"Well, whatever you want, anyway, this is a hole dug by the table. You know tables, right? You once put a small splinter in it--"
"Shut up, that's the Sky Spear, not a little wooden thorn!"
"Well, it's a spear, not a thorn. Anyway, I stabbed it into the table. After all, this monster has never been very honest. Only your name and this little wooden thorn can restrain it!"
"But don't you find it strange? I encountered the monster in the third sequence, and then I conquered it with your name, but at that time you should still be studying for a master's degree on Earth-"
"Let me get to the point!"
"In short, you could never have withstood the curse of the table at that time, but in the end I conquered it. I was confused for a long time at that time, but it was not until later that I realized that it was not you who withstood the curse of the table, but the remnant soul of fate attached to you. In other words, the relationship between the table and you is not established, but is linked to the remnant soul of fate. Well, to make a long story short, your wooden thorn has little to do with you at this moment, but has a lot to do with Mu Shaoan, the mechanical ancient god."
"This table is very good at studying and playing, so somehow it connected with the big wooden thorn wandering in the void by sacrificing this wooden thorn, and then connected with the mechanical Mu. Unfortunately, I think this mechanical Mu has become the king of mechanical zombies, the kind that has been recruited."
"And next, I think we won't face the release of the third-generation insecticide directly, but we may encounter a three-dimensional attack from virus bugs, mechanical zombies, and the curse of the third-generation insecticide. In this case, it would be great to put up with you and perform a blood sacrifice!"
"I don't quite understand, how can you still have a share of the blood sacrifice? Hasn't it been consumed?" Mu Shaoan asked at this time.
Zhang Yang sighed, patted his shoulder, and said in a mournful tone: "Cousin, how can you not figure it out when you are so smart? As long as the fate remnant soul is alive, I am alive, and you are alive, the cursed blood sacrifice relationship chain between the three of us will last forever, and this blood sacrifice will never disappear. Either you come and kill me, or you commit suicide, or you go and kill the fate remnant soul."
"Get together!" Mu Shaoan was almost going crazy with anger. He couldn't kill any of these three relationship links. He couldn't kill Fatty Zhang, and he couldn't bring himself to kill him. As for the remnant souls of fate, if he wanted to destroy them all, he had to kill Cynthia first.
Seeing Mu Shaoan's uncertain expression, Zhang Yang decided to give him one last assist, "Don't think about killing your wife. I've asked your sister-in-law to go to the fifth sequence to pick up your sister-in-law. As men, the most important thing is to be together and not be a scumbag--"
"Cou, Fatty Zhang, I'm going to kill you first!"
(End of this chapter)
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