Lin Kai looked at his son, who was in a daze, with a look of deep meaning in his expression. He slowly said, "It's good that you know it in your heart."
After a pause, he continued, "The woman from the direct line of the Spiritual God Clan that you married was actually a collaboration between your father and the Spiritual God Clan."
"Cooperation?" Lin Luo looked puzzled. He stared at his father intently and couldn't help but repeat it softly, his tone full of confusion.
Lin Kai nodded slightly, his expression becoming a little serious: "That's right."
"The origins of the Spiritual God Clan are extremely mysterious and have a profound heritage. I don't know all of them. I only know that they migrated here and settled here thousands of years ago."
He paused, as if recalling something, "Once upon a time, it was said that the Spirit God Clan had a Saint God Realm expert in charge, but this was only a rumor and could not be confirmed."
At this point, a faint smile appeared on his face, and he continued, "The content of my cooperation with them is to help you ascend to the position of sect leader."
There was a flash of surprise in Lin Luo's eyes, but Lin Kai ignored it and continued, "And their targets are several of the seven major forces."
"They intend to use the souls of the powerful men from these forces for sacrifice in order to revive their first generation ancestor - the Spirit God."
"What?!"
Lin Luo couldn't help but scream out in surprise, his heart felt as if a huge rock was thrown into a lake, causing huge waves.
Resurrecting the Spirit God? This is incredible news.
Lingshen, as the ancestor of the Lingshen clan, named himself Lingshen because he successfully broke through the realm of heavenly gods.
In the past, he was the undisputed strongest man in the Eastern Divine Region, with a great reputation.
Not only that, he also made friends with many gods, and even had dealings with a very small number of powerful people in the Holy God Realm.
At that time, the Spirit God Clan was unrivaled, and everyone in the entire Eastern Divine Region knew about it.
"They will start their operation in a few days. You should be prepared in advance."
Lin Kai said as he walked towards the door.
But halfway through the walk, he suddenly seemed to remember something, turned back abruptly, stared at his son, and solemnly reminded him:
"You must be careful of the Spiritual God Clan. You must be vigilant at all times. Don't let them scheme against you and swallow us up."
When Lin Luo heard this, he seemed to be frozen in place. He stood there for a long time without coming to his senses. His father's words kept echoing in his mind, and his heart was filled with worry and uneasiness.
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After the thrilling incident on Bone Broken Island, the Eastern Divine Region seemed to have been smoothed over by time, returning to its former orderly tranquility.
The major forces are like giant beasts hidden in the dark, lying dormant silently, devoting themselves to the great cause of training disciples and strengthening their own strength.
However, just one month later, an extremely strange thing happened without any warning.
Among the seven powerful forces in the Eastern Divine Region, the Yinji Sect, the Jinyan Sect, and the Great Leiyin Temple were ruthlessly swallowed up by a mysterious and strange force overnight and were completely destroyed.
The way the victims died can only be described as inhumane.
The flesh and blood of every person seemed to be instantly pulled away by some evil force, leaving only eerie white skeletons scattered all over the ground.
The number of casualties reached tens of millions. Such a horrific scene was like a never-ending nightmare.
Many monks were frightened to death on the spot. Some of those with weak psychological defenses even stopped breathing in the boundless fear.
Only those gods who are high above and possess great power can barely force themselves to look directly at it.
"It's over, we're all finished!"
A young monk with messy hair like dead grass and tattered clothes like leaves in the wind, leaning on a cane, shouted at the top of his lungs on the road, "The Soul Palace is coming back again. This is their inhumane method of refining souls and grinding blood!"
His voice was filled with despair, as if fate had strangled him by the throat. "It's all over. Jinyan Sect, Da Leiyin Temple, Yinjiao Island, they're all gone. Ahahahahaha... We can't escape. We're all going to die!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he seemed to have his soul completely hollowed out by fear. He fell to the ground without any sign of life.
This sudden change frightened everyone around so much that their faces instantly turned as pale as paper, bloodless.
Everyone kept muttering to themselves, pondering the desperate words of the young monk before his death, and everyone's heart was filled with fear.
"No... I still have two hundred concubines that I haven't enjoyed yet. I can't die, I can't die..."
A middle-aged monk dressed in gorgeous clothes, who looked like a wealthy businessman, had a distorted expression on his face that was almost hideous and extremely ugly.
Without saying a word, he hurriedly closed the shop door.
Then he panicked and ran towards his home without stopping, as if his home was his last safe haven.
When other monks saw this scene, they began to follow suit as if they were infected by panic.
In just a moment, the street that was originally bustling with people coming and going became deserted.
Only a few frightened vendors were left, still trying to hold on to their stalls, guarding the empty streets alone.
Above the azure clouds, a Taoist monk dressed in Taoist robes and with an immortal look was quietly overlooking the chaotic and terrifying scene before him.
He shook his head slightly and whispered to himself, "People in the mortal realm are still too fragile after all. When they encounter such a small change, they panic like a headless fly."
"Compared to the calm and peaceful mind of the gods, there is a huge difference. It is ultimately unattainable!"
His voice floated in the air, carrying with it a sense of detachment from the world and a hint of compassion for mortals.
After all, he had also climbed up step by step from the mortal realm.
Suddenly, a space crack appeared on his right side, and a man in a purple robe walked out of it.
When he saw Daoyi, a long-lost smile appeared on his face: "Daoyi, it's been a long time since we last met. I didn't expect that you have also crossed over to the upper god realm."
"Emperor Jue?" Daoyi frowned slightly, a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes, and asked: "Did the Great Master ask you to come with me?"
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