After Ning Yechen and Luo Ruying left the Temple of Judgment, the Temple fell into deathly silence.

Luo Ruying's words caused a storm in the hearts of the people in Tianshu Xiu, and they could not calm down for a long time.

Thinking about it carefully, I feel that Luo Ruying's guess is not unreasonable.

Since ancient times, the six realms have been plagued by endless conflicts and wars.

However, every time a war subsides, conflicts will arise again after a period of time.

Although this does not rule out the fact that the world order is so cyclical, it also does not rule out that someone is deliberately pushing it behind the scenes!

If this is true, who is driving the conflict among the six realms...

Who else can have such ability...

Tianshu Xiu crossed his hands on the table, his expression more serious than ever before.

After pondering for a moment, Tianshu Xiu spoke sternly:

"Everyone! Don't tell anyone what the Luoshen Queen said today!"

"This matter is of great importance, it concerns the six realms!"

"Don't make it public until you have thoroughly investigated it!"

"I will verify this myself!"

"yes!"

The other people present also understood the seriousness of the matter and immediately frowned and nodded in response.

After everyone left one after another, Tianshu Xiu still had a frown on his face, and had a bad feeling in his heart.

Tianshu Xiu turned and left the Judgment Meeting Hall, opened a secret passage barrier, and walked into the secret room of the Judgment Temple where ancient books were collected.

There are rows of bookshelves in the secret room. The towering bookshelves are as long as the Tower of Babel, and you can't see the end when you look up.

The bookshelves are densely packed with countless ancient books, and the entire secret room is like a vast sea of ​​books.

These ancient books basically record major events and historical records that have occurred in various circles since ancient times.

Even if he had to look through all the ancient books here, he must find out whether there really is someone behind the scenes pushing the conflict among the six realms, and what his purpose is!

…

God Realm, Temple of the Gods

Eight towering images of gods appeared in the misty clouds, and beneath each of them was a magnificent and tall throne.

The throne is so huge and boundless that it is even big enough to accommodate the body of a thousand-foot-tall God!

Only one figure disappeared from the throne...

"Poxian is dead."

The majestic figure sitting on the throne in the center suddenly opened his mouth and spoke slowly.

The rest of the people on the thrones were all horrified and asked questions in disbelief.

“Poxian is dead…?!”

"In the six realms, besides us, who else can kill Poxian?"

"Have you forgotten that there really is someone..."

"Demon Lord!!!"

"..."

As soon as the title of Demon Lord was uttered, the Temple of the Gods fell into a brief silence.

More than a hundred years ago, the Demon Lord attacked the God Realm and fought against more than a dozen immortals!

Although the nine great gods did not take the initiative to attack, they all saw it.

"If it is the Demon Lord, it is indeed enough to kill the Immortal..."

"Why would Po Xian want to provoke the Demon Lord for no reason...?"

"I remember that the Demon Lord had already left the Demon Realm and retired a hundred years ago, didn't he?"

"He's back!"

"The demon world is still under his control!"

"After more than a hundred years of absence, there is actually no new Demon Lord in the Demon Realm...?"

"Given the chaos in the demon world, it's time for a new demon lord to take the throne."

"Indeed, there have been people who have attempted to claim to be the Demon Lord, but they have all been killed by his henchmen."

"..."

"So why did the Demon Lord kill Poxian?"

One of them asked doubtfully, and the others all had the same doubt.

“Maybe you should ask someone.”

The divine image in the center said in a deep voice.

The next second, Jian Lian and Xing Huan threw an old man under the bodies of the gods and Dharma images of the crowd, and he was surrounded by several towering gods and Dharma images in the center.

"Thank you for your hard work, you two, please go down first."

"Yes! Lord Creator!"

Jian Lian and Xing Huan bowed and respectfully left the Temple of the Gods.

"This old slave greets all the gods and lords...!"

The old man knelt on the ground, his forehead touching the ground, and spoke respectfully in a trembling voice.

Facing the eight great gods of the divine world, he was so terrified that he didn't even have the courage to raise his head and look at everyone.

The invisible terrifying aura of the eight great gods had already made his entire body limp.

"Isn't this the servant who served Poxian?"

"Yes, maybe he knows something."

"Tell me, why did Poxian want to provoke the Demon Lord?"

"What do you know?"

"My Lords, I only know that Lord Poxian seems to want to take away the Demon Lord's child, and I don't know anything else..."

The old man replied tremblingly.

When these words were spoken, everyone was shocked.

"The Demon Lord's child...?!"

"He has a child?!"

"What's so strange about this? Doesn't Poxian also have a child?"

"The key is why Poxian wants to take away the Demon Lord's child."

"That's right. He is a person who doesn't even care about his own children, but he cares about other people's children and is willing to lose his life for it. This is ridiculous."

The God of Creation was not shocked or sarcastic like the others, but continued to ask:

"Whose child is the Demon Lord's?"

"I heard that this child was born to the Demon Lord and a woman from the Luoshen Temple in the fairy world..."

The old man did not dare to hide anything and answered honestly.

Hearing this, everyone present was shocked again and immediately lost their composure.

But this time, no one spoke, and everyone chose to remain silent.

The old man had no idea what was going on, why all the gods suddenly stopped talking...

"Luo Shen Temple..."

"What a coincidence..."

"It's been tens of thousands of years, but I didn't expect that the Luoshen Temple would still exist without Luoshen..."

"Back then, Luoshen was one of the nine great gods~"

“What a shame…”

"Don't mention the past anymore."

"The Demon Lord and the woman from the Luoshen Temple gave birth to a son. This has never happened to the immortals and demons since ancient times...!"

"Could it be that the child is..."

Someone speculated.

However, before he finished speaking, someone else interrupted:

"Humph! That's just an unrealistic rumor passed down from ancient times!"

“Only a broken immortal would be so foolish as to believe it and throw away the hard-earned cultivation of tens of thousands of years in vain!”

After this person said this, the atmosphere suddenly fell into silence again.

What everyone present is thinking is only known to each other...

The old man had no idea what everyone was talking about, and he didn't dare to ask more questions.

"Master Chuangshen, since the Demon Lord has returned, should the 'Divine Revelation' plan continue?"

After a moment of silence, everyone tacitly skipped the issue of the child and asked the God Creator.

The others also turned their eyes to him, waiting for that person's answer.

"It's okay, just continue with the Divine Revelation Plan as usual."

After a moment's silence, the God known as the God of Creation spoke calmly.

After receiving a positive answer, no one else said anything more. The thousands-foot-tall images of the gods gradually faded away between heaven and earth, and they left the Temple of the Gods one by one.

Those present were merely phantoms of the gods, while their real bodies were hidden somewhere else.

"Thanks a lot."

The God of Creation looked down at the old man crawling at his feet and said calmly.

"It is my honor to serve you, the Lord Gods!"

"Lord Poxian is no longer with us. This old servant is willing to serve Lord Chuangshen wholeheartedly!"

The old man kowtowed quickly to show his loyalty.

"You're willing to do anything?"

The God of Creation asked.

"As long as it is your request, Master Chuangshen, this old slave is willing to do it!"

"Very good~"

"Then, for this Lord, die."

“Huh…?”

For a moment the old man thought he had heard wrongly and looked up at the God of Creation in horror.

The God of Creation gave a light squeeze with his palm, and the old man instantly turned into ashes, his soul shattered!

Not even a scream was uttered!

A half-step immortal died!

In the empty and lonely Temple of the Gods, only the Creator's whisper remained:

"Son of the Immortal Demon..."