A hint of surprise flashed in the eyes of the man who vomited blood. He looked up at the armored leader opposite him. He dared to guarantee that there was absolutely no such species in the Cangwu Continent, and the powerful aura of the other party was definitely stronger than anyone he had ever seen. Even Zhou Qiong, who was vaguely known as the invincible in the Cangwu Continent, was far inferior to the man in front of him.
"I am Ximen Di, a disciple of the Wanjian Sect. I don't know what the upper realm is, and I don't know where I am now."
"Wanjian Sect..." The armored leader didn't remember this sect, and guessed that the other party should be reporting a sect from the lower world. He didn't answer Ximendi's words.
The other party was just a nobody in the mortal realm and he didn't interest him at all. If the other party hadn't come out of this dim stone tablet, he wouldn't even ask.
And the dim stone tablet became dim again after Simon Di came out.
The armored leader looked at the stone tablet and muttered, "I thought it was fine, but it's still broken..." Then he ignored it, grabbed Ximendi, and threw him directly to the open space.
There were exactly one hundred people including Ximen Di on the open space now, all standing there obediently. Ximen Di also stayed among them with his head down. When he was caught by the armored leader just now, he thought he was going to die, but he didn't expect that he was just thrown into this open space.
There are a total of one hundred people on the open space now. Except for Ximen Di, the lowest among the others is at the Martial Emperor level. There are also a few people at the Martial God level, but they are all at the early stage of Martial God cultivation.
The armored leader looked at the one hundred people below and spoke loudly.
"You all came from the lower realms. No matter who you were before, now that you have come to Black King City, you must abide by the rules here. From today on, you are slaves of my Blue Rain Clan and need to work for my Blue Rain Clan. The duration of the Martial God Realm is three years, and the duration of the Martial Emperor Realm is five years. After that, you can regain your freedom."
Everyone below was surprised and there was a brief commotion. Then a three-meter-tall figure with a bull's head and a human body, in the early stage of Martial God, stood up.
Although he knew that the armored leader in front of him was very powerful, he was the top figure on his continent and was used to bullying others. How could he bear to be suddenly made a slave?
Facing the armored leader, he shouted, "Sir, why do you want us to be slaves? Is this how the upper realm exploits us ascenders?"
This minotaur who had cultivated to the level of Martial God was definitely not a fool. While questioning, he looked at other people, wanting them to resist together, which would easily cause a riot, and he could take advantage of the chaos to escape.
But things did not go as he wished. No one joined him in resisting. Everyone could feel how powerful the armored leader was and had no intention of resisting.
“Why? Because you are weaklings.” The armored leader looked at the Minotaur and immediately pressed his aura towards the Minotaur, forcing the Minotaur to fall to the ground.
No matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't get up, and blood kept coming out of his mouth. But after a short moment, he stopped struggling and fainted.
"Any other opinions?" the armored man asked the others.
No one dared to ask any more questions, and they all shut up. At this time, a weak voice sounded, "Hello, sir. I have a question to ask, is that okay?"
It was Simon Di.
The armored leader looked at Ximendi and exclaimed in surprise, "You are quite courageous. Ask."
"Sir, the few people I saw coming out from over there just now did not come to this open space, but were taken away by someone. I don't know why."
"Oh, you have observed it carefully. Their ancestors came to this place and established a considerable power, so their descendants no longer need to be slaves when they come here."
After hearing this, everyone below shut their mouths and kept thinking in their minds whether any of their elders had ascended to the upper realm. Unfortunately, those who had power in the upper realm had already been taken away, and they could only serve as slaves silently for a few years.
——
At the Demon Cult's headquarters, Zhou Qiong was silently pondering. Xuan Si had already reported to him the problem of spatial turbulence.
"System, why does the space turbulence appear and disappear?"
"The continuous appearance of spatial turbulence proves that there was a passage to the upper realm at that location. Its disappearance proves that there is no energy. We only need to bury an energy stone at that location and the passage will restart."
"System, will there be people from the upper realm coming down to the lower realm?"
"No, the passage is one-way. You can only go down to the lower world if you have reached a certain level of cultivation or use some secret treasures. There are too many low-level continents like Cangwu Continent, as numerous as stars, and few people would bother to go down to the lower world."
"That's good. Let's develop on this continent first. I don't want to be a soldier there."
"Ding, there is a new mission. You must dominate the Cangwu Continent within three years and become the true king of the Cangwu Continent. Success will reward you with three levels of cultivation and 1 million villain points. Failure will result in no penalty. Do you accept it?"
"accept……"
The Demonic Temple held a meeting, with many high-ranking officials standing on both sides, each with a proud look on their faces. The Demonic Cult had successively destroyed the Jinshan Temple and the Hanging Pavilion, which gave the Demonic Cult members confidence. When walking outside, they could finally say that they were members of the Demonic Cult, and no one dared to directly call for a fight.
Zhou Qiong, who was sitting on the magic dragon chair, said in a cold voice, "Are you complacent? Do you think you are so powerful?"
Everyone in the Demon Cult responded that they dared not, but their expressions showed their dissatisfaction. Even Liansheng was a little surprised. It was really that the advantage the Demon Cult had gained recently was too great.
They all believed that the Demon Cult was the strongest force on the continent, that the Cult Leader was the strongest master, and that they were the most powerful people besides the Cult Leader.
"Hmph..." Zhou Qiong sneered.
"Do you know the realm of Martial God? Do you know the realm of Tongxuan above Martial God?" Zhou Qiong asked coldly.
The Demonic Tiger King slapped his head and bowed, "Master, what is the Tongxuan Realm? Is there really a realm above the Martial God?"
"Of course, above Martial God there is Tongxuan, and above Tongxuan there is another. Now you haven't even reached Martial Emperor yet and you're already starting to become arrogant."
"Master, I have heard of the Martial God Realm, but how come I have never heard of a master in the Profound Passage Realm?"
"It's not on this continent, but in the upper realm. There is an even larger continent above this Cangwu Continent, which is more than a billion times larger than Cangwu Continent. There are so many masters there that even the Martial God Realm is just the bottom level there."
Everyone in the Demon Cult was shocked. They didn't expect that there was an upper realm above the Cangwu Continent. Even the God of War was a low-level figure. Then what was the point of their cultivation? All of them showed shame on their faces.
Zhou Qiong looked at the people of the Demon Cult below and said, "You are all the elites of our Demon Cult. What does it matter if you are in the upper realm? It won't be long before we will dominate there too."
"Do you dare to follow me to the upper realm to have a try?"
"I, the Demonic Tiger King, am willing to follow the leader's footsteps."
"Qinglongtang is willing to follow the leader's footsteps."
"Liansheng, I am willing to follow the leader's footsteps."
"White Tiger Hall——"
"Bai Haotian——"
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Chapter 24 Those who do not submit will be killed, those who dare to resist will be killed, and those who have different voices will be killed
A deafening sound was heard on Tianmo Mountain. It turned out that the voices of the many high-ranking members of the Demon Cult in the hall were too loud, and all the members of the Demon Cult on Tianmo Mountain could hear it.
The members of the Demon Cult also knelt on one knee and shouted loudly;
"We are willing to follow the leader's footsteps until our death."
"We wish... to die and—"
The sounds filled the mountains and fields, even making the birds in the sky tremble constantly.
Zhou Qiong, who was sitting on the magic dragon chair, patted the chair and said, "Okay, then we will flatten this continent first, and then go to the upper world."
"Where are the Azure Dragon, White Tiger, Vermillion Bird, and Black Tortoise Halls?"
Four people stood out from the crowd and responded in unison, "Subordinates are here!"
"I order you four halls to bring all your disciples to attack the continent. Those who do not submit will be killed, those who dare to resist will be killed... Those who have different voices will be killed... I will give you three years. After three years, I hope that the entire continent will only have the voice of my demon sect."
"Yes, sir!"
"Where are the twelve demon kings? Where are the great guardians?"
A group of people stood up again in the crowd and responded, "Subordinates are here!"
"I order you to assist from the sidelines without making any mistakes."
“Yes, sir…”
"Liansheng, you are still in charge of the overall situation this time. Don't let me down."
"Yes, sir!" Liansheng, who was standing next to Zhou Qiong, bowed in response.
"System, have I accumulated a lot of high-level draws?"
“There are 36 primary draws available, which can be exchanged for three senior draws.”
"Let's smoke them all!"
Time flies, time is like an arrow.
In a city east of the Great Wilderness Dynasty, in a Yuelai Inn, several men in white shirts were sitting in a corner eating, chatting in low voices, and looking around from time to time.
"Brother Bai, we can't stay in the Great Wilderness Dynasty any longer. It's too dangerous. We must leave immediately..."
"Where can we go now? The whole world is filled with members of the Demon Cult. I heard that the Great Wilderness Dynasty can no longer withstand the attacks of the Demon Cult."
"If it doesn't work, let's surrender."
"Bullshit! How can we surrender when the evil cult is slaughtering our sect? I have decided to go to the Dayu Dynasty. I heard that they can still resist the evil cult. Do you want to go with me?" A young man with a flat head said angrily.
Before they could answer, the door of the inn was suddenly kicked open, and a large group of Jinyiwei dressed in fish-dragon robes and with embroidered spring swords on their waists rushed in and surrounded them.
The one called Senior Brother Bai hurriedly stepped forward, looked at the leading Jinyiwei and said, "Sir Jinyiwei, I don't know why you surrounded us. We have not violated the laws of the Great Wilderness Dynasty."
The leading Jinyiwei Qianhu sneered and said, "Whether it is illegal or not is not up to you to decide. I advise you to surrender and don't waste your efforts."
Qian Hu waved his hand and said, "Go ahead! If anyone resists, I will kill them without mercy!"
The men in white finally understood that they were not here to capture them, but to kill them.
They immediately picked up their swords and fought back desperately, but unfortunately, the strongest of them, Senior Brother Bai, was only at the Wuhou realm. Facing the siege of dozens of Jinyiwei elites, he died in less than half an incense stick of strength.
The Jinyiwei carried the bodies of several people out of the inn, and under the leadership of the Jinyiwei captain, they walked into a courtyard. In the courtyard, a middle-aged man in blue clothes was sitting and drinking tea with a smile on his face, but he gave people the feeling of a smiling tiger.
Jinyiwei Captain Wang Lixin greets Captain Chen.
The man called Captain Chen took a sip of tea from the cup and said with a smile, "It turns out to be Captain Wang. Please take a seat. There is no need to be so formal between you and me."
Captain Wang did not sit down after hearing this, and said softly, "We caught a few remnants of the Qinglian Sword Sect on the street today, and just happened to send them to you, Captain Chen."
"Captain Wang, since you are so thoughtful, I will accept it. Is there anything else?"
"Ah, that's all. I hope Captain Chen can help me say a few good words to the higher-ups." Wang Lixin said with a flattering look on his face.
"Don't worry, I will remember your contributions. When we discuss the merits and rewards in the future, you will definitely be a member of the incense master."
"Thank you, Captain Chen. From now on, I will follow your orders." Captain Wang was overjoyed after hearing this, and immediately knelt on one knee and swore an oath to Captain Chen.
"That's enough. Just have this intention. We are all serving the leader. We will be a family from now on."
Captain Wang nodded heavily, then happily led his men away. He wanted to capture more remnants and make greater contributions. If his superiors were happy enough to give him the position of helmsman, he would be rich.
Captain Chen had no idea what Captain Wang was thinking. He was drinking tea happily. Although he was also the leader of the Demon Cult before, the Demon Cult did not have such power at that time. Everything changed when the leader came out of seclusion.
First, they destroyed Jinshan Temple, then Xuankong Pavilion, forcing Wanjian Mountain to disband on the spot. Now they are conquering the entire continent and killing all the forces that do not submit. Currently, except for the Dayu Dynasty which is still resisting stubbornly, the other two dynasties have gradually given up resistance.
This is the case with the Great Wilderness Dynasty where he lives. These days, he doesn't have to do anything himself. There is a group of people who help him kill the remnants who refuse to surrender. The only thing they do is to say a few good words to their superiors and get a position in the Demon Cult. The other helmsmen are basically in the same situation.
Moreover, the treatment he received from the Demon Cult in the past two years was terribly good. As the leader of the White Tiger Hall, he had already practiced the Demon King's Law, and was supplied with a large amount of elixirs. Now, he had reached the peak of the Martial King level.
Even many captains of other halls have broken through to the Martial Emperor realm and started to practice the Demon Emperor technique. That is an emperor-level technique. Even the emperor of the Dayu Dynasty can only practice at this level.
I also heard that the Hall Master Demon King and his men have already started practicing the Magic God Technique, which is a god-level technique, and I don't know how powerful it is. I just heard from the Deputy Hall Master that their Hall Master Wan broke through to the realm of Martial Emperor after practicing the Magic God Technique for less than two months, and his level has become even more unfathomable in the past two years.
Captain Chen thought secretly that it seemed that he should work harder as the Demon Cult had been expanding rapidly in the past two years.
Although he is an old man, if his cultivation level does not improve over time, he will easily be replaced by later generations.
The Demon Cult is a fast-growing train, and everyone is trying hard to get on board. He doesn't want to be left behind halfway because of insufficient cultivation, otherwise he would cry to death.
"Someone come here." Captain Chen shouted.
Several figures suddenly came in from outside the courtyard, bowed and said, "Captain, what can I do for you..."
"This leader is in seclusion to break through his cultivation. You are here to protect him. Unless it is an emergency, you are not allowed to disturb him."
"Yes!" several people answered.
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