When many powerful people got the news and swarmed towards the God's Domain,

an illusory figure appeared in the chaos, holding a booklet in his hand. Beside him, an old man was waiting respectfully.

The illusory figure flipped through the booklet, his eyes flickered slightly, and snorted coldly: "The Demon Control Sect, the Holy Heaven Dynasty, the White Cloud Temple, the Falling Dust Mountain... Eight of the Twelve Dao Pavilions of Chaos have come! A bunch of annoying and stinking Taoists, I will kill them sooner or later!"

"The Heavenly Palace, the Underworld, the Demon Clan, the Human Emperor... Are these the original forces in the God's Domain? It doesn't look like there are any tricky ones."

He continued to read, and then closed it with his hand.

He asked, "Do you know how those three senior members died?"

"To answer your question, sir, I also went to the world opened up by one of them, called the Yunhuang World, and learned that the three people were trying to catch a dog!"

"A dog in the Heavenly Dao realm?"

The old man nodded and said solemnly, "And it seems very strong!"

The illusory figure pondered for a moment, frowning, "Under the current situation, our World Alliance can't act in a high-profile manner."

What he meant was that if it weren't for the current powerful forces, the World Alliance would definitely dispatch more masters to catch the dog!

"Be careful in the Divine Realm. I think there will be many extraordinary monsters. Catch as many as possible. Also... if you encounter someone from the Yuyao Dao Sect, try to capture them alive!"

"Don't worry, sir. I will do my best and live up to your trust!"

In the chaos, many small worlds were born, with complex forces and various paths. During this period of time, they all traveled to the Divine Realm to find opportunities and establish their own traditions.

However, there seemed to be an invisible agreement between them. Everyone was a presentable person. If it was not a matter of principle, there would be no conflict between them. At present, it seemed to be quite harmonious.

"The underworld? Reincarnation? How ridiculous! I never thought that the ghost world here would take such a low-end method. Many ghosts are in dire straits and need me to save them!"

The Netherworld Ghost Emperor stood on the top of a mountain, closed his eyes, and was surrounded by ghostly aura. The vast death aura was like a cloud of mist, surrounding him layer by layer, and then turned into smoke and rushed away!

Wherever he passed, waves of gray aura began to overflow, forming a special death aura, which contained anger, unwillingness, resentment, despair, pain and destruction.

At this time, in a small village.

A woman was struggling in the water. Gradually, her limbs began to lose strength, her eyes became blurred, her struggles became smaller and smaller, and her vitality gradually faded.

Her unwillingness, resentment, and anger gradually faded with death, but at this moment, an invisible gray breath slowly floated in.

A residual soul floated out of the woman's body. She turned around and stared at her own corpse blankly, with a trace of confusion in her eyes.

"I'm dead?"

"Yes, you are dead! Killed by a pair of adulterers! Not only did your husband ruthlessly abandon you, but he and his lover also pushed you into the river and drowned you. You want revenge!"

"I want revenge?"

"Yes, you want revenge! You want them to die in the most painful way!"

"But...it's time for me to be reincarnated."

"Reincarnation? It's just a trick. After drinking a bowl of Meng Po soup, all your past lives will be cut off. Will you still be yourself? Who will come to avenge you? Do you want to watch the adulterous couple live happily for decades?

They killed you, but they are living happier than before. No one will care about your death, no one will blame them, everyone will only wish them well. You are too wronged, only you can get justice for yourself!"

The ghost's eyes gradually turned red, his long hair fluttered, and he said with a hint of resentment: "You are right, I want to take revenge myself!"

"That's it. Only by killing the enemy with your own hands can you feel most relieved. Go, go and take revenge!"

In another forest, several servants were carrying a woman's body and burying it in the wilderness.

They all sighed. Another woman was killed by the young master.

A faint gray breath floated over.

The ghost standing next to the body suddenly had a distorted face. Endless resentment formed waves of cold wind, causing the leaves in the forest to dance. The servants felt a chill on their backs and shivered.

"Why do you treat me like this? I want revenge! And the group of onlookers, they saw me being arrested with their own eyes, but ignored my cries for help and just watched coldly. They are also accomplices and deserve to die!"

"Hahaha, that's right, this is human nature, go kill, go destroy! Let the world repent, let the whole world feel pain!"

The Nether Ghost Emperor walked along the way, and the ghost energy fell down, as if he was dominating and enjoying the resentment and resentment of the dead.

...

As for the native creatures of the prehistoric world, the emergence of the God's Domain was naturally a good thing for them. The physical fitness of mortals was enhanced, and the probability of becoming immortals became higher. For the immortal cultivators, it was naturally a lot of benefits.

However, as more and more people came here, and they were all powerful, the pressure on the locals increased dramatically.

Originally, they were complacent because they easily broke through the bottleneck, but now they were trembling with fear.

They had to admit a heartbreaking fact - it turned out that breaking through the bottleneck did not mean that I became stronger, but because the world became stronger, and their own speed of strengthening did not keep up with the speed of the world's strengthening...

In other words, they became weak chickens instead.

And the Heavenly Palace naturally became the undisputed protagonist.

Many powerful people came to the Divine Realm for the first time, and the first thing they did was naturally to choose to contact the Heavenly Palace. The Jade Emperor and the Queen Mother naturally refused these.

However, even if they were reluctant in their hearts, they still had to open the door and welcome them with a smile.

Whoever makes himself inferior to others can only let others come in and out.

"Pop!"

But at this moment, a burly, dark-faced man with a long whip hanging from his nose suddenly smashed the cup in his hand, spat out the wine in his mouth, and said in a cold voice: "Do you think I'm a beggar? I'm in the chaos, and you use these things to entertain me?!"

"How dare you!"

Yang Jian and the giant spirit immediately surrounded them with the heavenly soldiers and generals.

However, before they could get close, the burly man narrowed his eyes and shouted, "Get out!"

The terrifying pressure was overwhelming, just one word, but it was effective and irresistible. The group of heavenly soldiers and generals were immediately shocked and flew backwards continuously.

The strong man laughed loudly, "Hahaha, if you are so weak, don't show off your strength!"

"Calm down, fellow Taoist."

Taoist Junjun waved his hand lightly to disperse the strong man's might, and said, "This fine wine is already the best wine that my Heavenly Palace can produce. I am really ashamed."

The strong man smiled coldly, "This is the Divine Realm, with opportunities everywhere and countless treasures? And there is only this kind of wine? Are you kidding me!"

Taoist Junjun said indifferently, "Fellow Taoist, you also know that this Divine Realm was just formed recently. To be honest, before that, this world was still incomplete."

Behind him, the Queen Mother and the Jade Emperor were also standing quietly.

They were naturally extremely angry, but they could only suppress their anger. In this situation, I don't know how many people would like to see chaos.

As for the wine and food, they were naturally cautious. Unless they were crazy, they would never take out the fruit and wine given by the master. Even, they would never say anything about the master. This is a consensus.

It's like a golden finger. I think no one would publicize their golden finger everywhere.

Want to drink good wine? Are you qualified?

"Bullshit!" The strong man opened his eyes wide and shouted, "Then tell me, how did the broken world become the divine realm? During the transformation, were there any rare treasures? If you know what's going on, I advise you to take the initiative to take them out!"

The other monks put down their wine glasses at the same time, staring at the Jade Emperor and others with their eyes flashing.

They naturally hoped that someone would jump out and make trouble, so that they could explore the bottom of the Heavenly Palace. If there were really any rare treasures, they could fish in troubled waters. It would be a free trade, which would make people happy.

Taoist Junjun looked sincere and said innocently, "We really don't know. As for the rare treasures, we can't even talk about it."

The strong man narrowed his eyes and stared at Taoist Junjun closely. Then he looked at the Heavenly Palace and sneered, "Your residence is not bad. It is a place with good feng shui and belongs to the capable. I am new here. Shouldn't you arrange something for me?"

Taoist Junjun shook his head, "Daoyou, this is not appropriate. Only the immortal officials of my Heavenly Palace can live here."

"You have no right to refuse me! If there are not enough rooms, it's simple, I will kill until there are enough!"

The strong man sneered, walked with big steps, and began to select the palace without any hesitation. Then his eyes suddenly lit up and fixed on the Palace of the Holy King of Merit.

"Facing the sea of ​​stars, looking down from a high place, this is good. Where is the owner of this palace? Let him come to see me!"

The Jade Emperor and others stood in front of Zhuanghan and said solemnly: "Daoyou, this is the Holy Lord of Merit of our Honghuang, he will not come out to see you."

"Holy Lord of Merit? You are not good enough in front of me! You are so arrogant

for not coming to see me!" Zhuanghan sneered and said jokingly: "Seeing you are so nervous, is there a secret hidden in it? Go open it and let me in and take a look!"

Taoist Junjun's face sank, "Daoyou, this matter is over. It is not good for anyone to tear their faces!"

On the side, Nuwa and Yunshu also raised their momentum.

They can give up their dignity and let people enter and exit the Heavenly Palace at will, but the residence of the master is supreme and must be defended!

However, another group of people who were originally watching raised their momentum and pressed the people in the Heavenly Palace.

"It's just a palace, open the door and let everyone see."

"Why, you don't dare?"

"Is there really a secret? This makes it very difficult for us!"

The faces of Nüwa and others sank slightly, and they felt a burst of pressure, but they did not retreat.

But at this moment, the strong man's long nose suddenly stood up without warning, from hanging softly to hard as a gun, and instantly sprayed out a strong stream of water!

The target was directly at the door of the Palace of the Holy King of Merit!

This is the attack of Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian!

Although it was ejected in seconds for the sake of speed, it was still extremely powerful and extremely fast, and could not be blocked.

Under the gaze of everyone, the water column shot at the door -

the Jade Emperor and others were nervous, while others were expecting.

However, the powerful impact force did not push the door open.

Not only did it not push it open, but it did not move at all, as stable as Mount Tai, as if it did not feel any force at all.

Everyone was silent, with strange expressions on their faces. You

can't even get in?

You are too bad.

The strong man's face flushed, looking at the door, only the door ring on it was still shaking...

proving that he had been here.

Suddenly, he felt ridiculed and humiliated.

However, before he could lose his temper, a huge crisis suddenly befell him, making him feel cold all over, and his hair stood on end. He was so nervous that he felt suffocated.

Crisis!

Life-or-death crisis!

I'm going to die!

Almost at the moment when he had this thought, he felt his eyes blurred, and a white light that was bright enough to blind him fell on him, like a pillar, covering his entire body!

It was a bolt of lightning so thick that it made people feel weak!