"My clone has reunited with Gu Tunxu and is about to descend into the prehistoric world. Houtu and the others are useful to me, so go and bring them to me!" Lin Niuniu's eyes were like lightning, and there was unquestionable majesty in her eyes, as if she was issuing a sacred and undisputed imperial decree.
Fang Shuquan's heart was suddenly shocked. Twelve Ancient Heirs, Gu Tunxu? He was coming! This man had poached many of Gu Taichu's ancient guards and controlled the six ancient clans. His power was at its peak and he was in the limelight.
Fang Shuquan knew very well how powerful Gu Tunxu was. If he really came to the prehistoric world, the situation would become even more complicated.
Just as he was in shock, Lin Niuniu's cold voice came again: "Why, you don't want to?"
In an instant, murderous intent surged out from Lin Niuniu. The powerful feeling of oppression made Fang Shuquan feel suffocated, as if an invisible pair of hands were tightly strangling his throat.
"I dare not. I will do it right away!" Fang Shuquan did not dare to hesitate at all. He immediately stood up and flew towards the heaven like a streak of light. His speed was so fast that only a blurry light and shadow was left behind.
Not long after, he returned to the Lingxiao Palace.
The old men who had previously filled the hall had now turned into piles of ashes, as if silently telling the story of the tragic event that had just occurred.
Yun Zhongzi was directing people to clean up, and the sound of the brooms sweeping across the ground was particularly clear in the silent hall.
Gu Taichu, sitting on the throne, slowly opened his eyes. His gaze was like two sharp blades, shooting towards Fang Shuquan who had suddenly returned. He asked in a deep voice, "What happened?"
Fang Shuquan glanced at Yun Zhongzi and the other disciples of the Chan Sect and hurriedly ordered, "All of you go down first!"
Yun Zhongzi didn't want to stay with Gu Taichu any longer. Hearing this, he felt as if he had been pardoned and immediately led everyone away.
The fairy servant who was cleaning hurriedly followed him out with a broom and gently closed the door of the hall.
The huge Lingxiao Palace suddenly became quiet, with only Gu Taichu and Fang Shuquan left. It was so quiet that they could hear each other's breathing.
"What's the matter? Why are you so cautious?" Gu Taichu sat up straight and stared at Fang Shuquan with burning eyes, a hint of doubt in his eyes.
"Gu Di, that Chaos Return to Origin Envoy..." Fang Shuquan asked cautiously and tentatively, his voice as low as the buzzing of a mosquito or fly, almost inaudible, as if he was afraid of angering the great god Gu Taichu.
"Have you seen her?" Gu Taichu's tone seemed casual, but it concealed a deep vigilance, like a lurking cheetah, ready to attack at any time.
"I have seen it!" Fang Shuquan replied hurriedly, with sweat slightly breaking out on his forehead.
"What did she ask you to do?" Gu Taichu asked, his eyes fixed on Fang Shuquan.
"She asked me to release Houtu and the others." Fang Shuquan didn't dare to hide anything.
"Have you let the person go?" Gu Taichu's eyes became sharper.
"Not yet. I came here to ask Gu Di for instructions!" Fang Shuquan answered respectfully, lowering his head slightly, not daring to look directly into Gu Taichu's eyes.
"What else did she say?" Gu Taichu continued to ask, his face still as calm as water, but Fang Shuquan felt an invisible pressure coming towards him.
"She also said... her clone is traveling with the Twelve Ancient Descendants, Gu Tunxu, and will soon descend into the prehistoric world!" Fang Shuquan said everything in detail.
"What? Gu Tunxu is here!" Gu Taichu stood up suddenly, the calmness on his face was instantly broken. He was obviously a little panicked and could no longer remain calm. A trace of panic and uneasiness flashed in his eyes.
"Gu Di, what should we do now? The Guiyuan envoy is still waiting for me outside!" Fang Shuquan asked in a low voice, with a hint of anxiety in his eyes.
After a brief moment of thought, Gu Taichu decisively ordered, "Go and take Hou Tu and the others with you. Let's head to the Lingxi Immortal Realm!"
"Go to Lingxie Fairyland?" Fang Shuquan looked puzzled. He obviously didn't understand Gu Taichu's intention, and his eyes were full of confusion.
"That's right, the pseudo-god species is very likely there. We don't need to fight them head-on, let's try our luck first!" Gu Taichu's eyes were firm, as if he had made a great decision.
"Fake god species?" Fang Shuquan was shocked and looked at Gu Taichu, trying to confirm that he had heard it correctly, with surprise written all over his face.
"That's right, it's a pseudo-god species, otherwise Guiyuan Envoy wouldn't have come to this muddy water!" Gu Taichu said affirmatively.
"So that's how it is. No wonder she, who is so high and mighty, would appear here." Fang Shuquan suddenly understood.
Then he asked, "Then I'll go get some people now. When do we leave?"
"The faster the better. Let's go from the back and try to avoid her!" Gu Taichu looked hurried and anxious.
"Okay..." Fang Shuquan responded.
Lin Niuniu, who had been waiting outside, saw two streams of light stealthily flying towards the Lingji Fairyland, and a sneer appeared on the corner of her mouth.
"Let's destroy the Fang family." A mysterious wave emanated from her, as if announcing the fate of the Fang family, like the verdict of the god of death.
She took another deep look at the vast land and muttered to herself, "I've done my best. The rest of the world will depend on you all!"
After she finished speaking, without a trace of regret, she flashed and chased towards the Lingji Fairyland like a ghost.
…
The originally chaotic world suddenly returned to calm, like the calm surface of a lake after a storm.
After confirming that Gu Taichu and the other two had left, Yun Zhongzi and the others from the Wu Alliance were overjoyed.
They quickly issued a decree, declaring that Yun Zhongzi and the others had successfully expelled Gu Taichu and Fang Shuquan. Because of Yun Zhongzi's talent and virtue, everyone unanimously elected him as the new Lord of Heaven, and Yun Zhongzi also proclaimed himself "Yunzhong Emperor."
After hearing the news, many people began to return. However, some also denounced Yun Zhongzi and demanded that he return power to the Jade Emperor, believing that the Jade Emperor should be in charge of the Heavenly Court in order to be orthodox. These voices echoed one after another across the vast land.
Yun Zhongzi scoffed at these remarks and even claimed that the Jade Emperor had deserted the battlefield and was no longer worthy of being the master of Heaven. His tone was full of disdain and arrogance.
No matter what people talked about, the Jade Emperor and others never showed up. There was no news of them in the entire prehistoric world. It was as if they had evaporated from the earth, leaving no trace at all.
Although Yun Zhongzi and others were surprised by the Jade Emperor's reaction, this was the result they most wanted to see.
After all, although Yun Zhongzi controlled the destiny of the Heavenly Court and touched the threshold of the Holy Emperor, he was still no match for the Jade Emperor and others.
What they lack most now is time. This situation is exactly what they want and they wish it could be delayed.
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Lingji Fairyland, Asia.
Hongjun had come all the way here and was now hiding on a rooftop. Directly in front of him was the towering and imposing Desire-Locking Tower, standing there like a silent giant.
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