"What you said is actually what I was thinking. Although it is wishful thinking for ordinary practitioners to want to possess the strength of those ancient strongmen, if you fight with the determination to die, you are not without a chance. I have a way..." The Holy Lord nodded and said, which was the same as what Mu Hanyan and Lu Nianxin thought. It was no wonder. As the Lord of the Holy Court, the real ruler of the entire Holy Court Continent, how could he be a person who drags his feet.
However, at the end, he hesitated again.
"The method that the Holy Lord mentioned, couldn't it be..." Seeing his hesitant look, everyone thought of something and their hearts sank slightly.
"That's right. My method is the North Abyss Mist Source." The Saint Lord nodded and continued, "Although the laws of heaven and earth in the North Abyss Mist Source are chaotic and dangerous at every step, even Saint-level masters would risk their lives if they entered. However, it is the only place where two laws of heaven and earth coexist. If one can comprehend both laws simultaneously from that chaotic law, it is possible to become a supreme powerhouse, comparable to the ancient masters."
Sure enough, everyone was right; he was referring to Kitabuchi Kirihara. However, thinking of their own near-death experiences in Kitabuchi Kirihara, the experts present still gasped.
"Is there no other solution? The Beiyuan Mist Plain is far too dangerous. There are only twelve Saints, and losing even one is unacceptable," an old man couldn't help but say. He knew there was no other solution, but thinking of the future of the continent and the burden on the Twelve Saints, he couldn't help but speak.
"How can there be more than twelve saints?" The Holy Lord smiled bitterly again, but there was a hint of sadness between his brows.
Everyone was startled again and looked at him in confusion.
"Over the years, in order to slow down the breaking of the seal, countless elites of the Holy Court have died. Even the so-called Twelve Saints have been killed or injured by more than half, and now there are only five left." The Holy Lord shook his head and said.
No one had expected the Holy See to pay such a heavy price for that seal. Previously, they had harbored resentment because the Holy See had secretly recruited descendants of the Guardians of God for centuries, weakening the power of various nations. Now, they felt relieved.
"If even the twelve saints are not gathered together, how can we pass on the legacy and repair the seal?" said the impatient old man.
"I've made up my mind. This time, I'll send all descendants of the God's Guardians whose bloodlines have awakened to the Northern Abyss Mist Plains. Although many of them are relatively weak, it's precisely because of this that, as long as they gain insights from the power of the laws of chaos, their future cultivation will be even more astonishing, and they'll have a better chance of becoming on par with those ancient powerhouses." The Saint Lord looked determined, and then said, "However, this will inevitably shake the foundations of the various countries on the continent. I hope you will prioritize the overall situation."
Having said that, the Holy Lord looked towards the few remaining royal masters from various countries in the crowd.
The reason why the royal families of various countries have a rift with the Holy See is because of those young masters whose bloodlines have awakened. They are the foundation of each country and the backbone of the future.
"If the skin is gone, where will the hair be attached? If the continent is finished, how can Anyun survive alone? My Anyun country has no objection." Emperor Anyun was silent for a moment and said solemnly.
"I have no objection to that either."
"I, Northern Qi, have no objection."
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The masters of the royal families of several other countries also expressed their agreement with the Holy Lord's suggestion. Although these masters usually did not interfere in national affairs, they were the true pillars of the royal families of each country. As long as they agreed, the monarchs of each country would definitely not object.
"Then, what if we fail in the end?" the old man asked with a slight shudder.
With their strength and status, they certainly know that these descendants of the gods' protection are the real cornerstone of the Holy Court Continent. Even if many of them will not achieve much in their lifetime because of their late bloodline awakening, but that bloodline will still be passed on from generation to generation. Maybe one generation will give birth to a legendary strong man to protect the entire continent.
Beiyuan Wuyuan is a dangerous place with dangers at every step. It is hard to say how many of these young people can come out alive if they set foot there. If the Lord's plan fails, then the Holy Court Continent will lose its last hope.
"Do we have a better choice?" The Holy Lord said slowly, looking in the direction of the Beiyuan Mist Field in the distance.
The old man remained silent, and the others were also relatively silent.
If the plan fails and the sealing barrier is broken, the Holy Court Continent and the God Continent will merge into one again, and the entire space will fall into chaos. Even the masters of the Sword Saint realm present will be able to survive. What's more, there is no hope for those young people who can't even walk out of the North Abyss Mist Source alive.
"If everyone has no objection, then let's make it like this?" The Holy Lord looked at the royal masters and heads of aristocratic families inquiringly.
"Then let's make it this way." Everyone said with a gloomy look.
Although they knew that this was a choice without alternative, they still felt heavy-hearted when they thought that with this decision, countless young elites who they had placed high hopes on would die in that desperate situation.
"Half a year later, the power of the laws of Beiyuan Mist Plain will be the weakest. Everyone can send your descendants to the Holy Court as soon as possible. I will help them improve their strength first, so that they will have more confidence when they go to Beiyuan Mist Plain." said the Holy Lord.
"We will send them there as soon as possible." The words of the Holy Lord lifted everyone's spirits slightly.
No matter what kind of grudges they had against the Holy Court before, they all had to admit that the Holy Court was the true ruler of this continent, and its foundation was far beyond the reach of any aristocratic family or royal clan.
With the help of the Holy See to improve their strength, the chances of those young people surviving are naturally much greater.
As he spoke, the earth shook violently again, and huge rocks rolled down from the steep cliffs around him, making a rumbling sound.
Everyone's gaze turned once again towards the North Abyss Mist Plain. Could it be that the sealing barrier had failed again after such a short time? If so, it meant the situation was even more critical than the Holy Lord had claimed. Even if they sent those descendants of the God's Guardians with awakened bloodlines into the North Abyss Mist Plain, it would probably be too late.
Fortunately, they soon discovered that there was nothing unusual about the Beiyuan fog source in the distance.
"Nine Netherworld Hell!" Mu Beichen said solemnly.
"Although we have re-sealed the crack in the Nine Netherworld Hell, the space of the Hell was originally suppressed by the space of the Holy Continent. Now that the space of the Holy Continent is unstable, cracks will appear in the Nine Netherworld Hell sooner or later." The Holy Lord nodded and said.
Everyone's mood, which was already heavy, became even heavier.
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