"This way, even if they want to say something, we will have an excuse. It's their own incompetence, not our several holy places' fault!"
A saint spoke.
"I think we should give more places to the Supreme and Great Supreme. We are strong people from the Holy Land, and it is difficult for them to be better than us. If they don't have any in the end, it still won't solve the problem."
Another saint spoke up.
"Then let them compete first. We'll decide how much to give them based on their performance. Anyway, the lion's share must be with us!"
Another saint spoke up.
"Well, that's it!"
A saint nodded and said yes.
"Okay, let's compete first!"
Master Yinhong nodded in response.
Finally, after everything was settled, several people joined Su Lingfeng to open up a small secret realm above the Great Zhou Imperial City.
After the secret realm was opened up, Saint Yinhong looked at the other saints and said, "The appearance of the Origin Secret Realm is the time for our several holy places to be born. After today, let's spread the reputation of the eight holy places, no, the nine holy places!"
"You don't need to spread the name of the Great Zhou Dynasty. The Great Zhou Dynasty is under my control. The strongest person is only a grandmaster. There is no need to be included in the holy land. You can just treat me as a scattered saint!"
Su Lingfeng rejected Yin Hong's proposal. The Great Zhou Dynasty did not need these false names, and Su Lingfeng actually had some grudges against the holy land in his heart.
"Well, in that case, I will spread the reputation of my eight holy places, and the holy places will be born from now on!"
Saint Yinhong saw that Su Lingfeng had no such idea, so he did not force him. The current Great Zhou Dynasty indeed could not reach the threshold of a holy land.
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While the saints in the north were still sharpening their knives and preparing for their great appearance, in a poetic and picturesque secret realm, two figures radiating holy light were discussing something.
Among these two people, one sat down and wrote poems, and the rivers, lakes, mountains and green waters flowed continuously, and his momentum was the most elegant.
The person opposite was shrouded in a holy light, and his figure could not be seen clearly. In the middle was a chessboard that looked like a vast world, and two people were placing pieces on it.
I only heard the man in the dim holy light ask: "Holy Saint, will those guys in the north agree to our request for a competition?"
The Saint dropped a chess piece, and the situation on the chessboard suddenly changed. He then smiled confidently, "Yes, they may be alert. A thousand years of peace have made them lose the courage to start a holy war. As long as they are willing to compete, they will be considered to have entered the game, and my plan can begin!"
"The saint is above all living things, but I use the saint as a chess piece. Isn't it fun? Isn't it fun? Hahahaha..."
The Saint laughed, stood up, looked towards the north, and said in a serious tone: "The north and the south should have unified their thoughts long ago. If this is accomplished... I will become a saint in heaven!"
The person opposite the Saint said, "I heard that a Saint who uses a sword appeared in the north. He is quite powerful and just killed Saint Tongxuan. This person is quite powerful. If we add Xuanyuan, will there be any changes?"
"Don't worry, Xiande. I have a plan for both of them. Although there are a few more variables, they are still under my control."
The saint smiled and shook his head and said.
"Okay, since you have thought about it, I will do as you tell me."
The figure spoke.
"Go ahead, but don't let anyone know of your presence. You are my most important link!"
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