What? Wu Li’s words immediately frightened Wu Shan. You know, the last time the high priest divined for a semi-saint, the strong man’s face turned a little pale.
Now, after fortune-telling, the Demon Cult leader Zhou Qiong actually vomited blood. How powerful is that Demon Cult leader?
"High Priest, what did you predict?" Wu Li asked softly. Wu Shan came in just as the high priest finished divination, so the high priest didn't have time to tell him the results of his divination.
The high priest coughed twice and said, "I didn't get any divination. It seemed that the other party was shrouded by something. I was about to see the truth when I was hit back and seriously injured. If I hadn't stopped in time, I might have lost my life!"
"What." The high priest's words stunned all the Tianwu people. They originally thought that Zhou Qiong must be very powerful since he could make the high priest spit blood for divination. But now, the high priest actually said that he had not predicted anything.
"High Priest, why can't you predict anything? Is Zhou Qiong really that powerful?" Wu Li asked solemnly.
"It shouldn't be because of his strength. There are three reasons for this situation. The first is that the other party is very powerful. The second is that there is a great master who can block the secrets for him. The third is that he is the son of destiny! He should be the third reason. After all, there are too few great masters who can block the secrets of heaven."
"What is the Son of Destiny?" The masters of the Tianwu clan looked at the high priest in confusion.
"The Son of Destiny is a person who is favored by God. Not only does this person cultivate very quickly, but he also has very good luck. He can pick up magic weapons in the mountains and fish out immortal stones in the water. There is no good outcome for those who go against this kind of person."
The high priest said with envy.
After hearing this, the people of the Tianwu Clan were disappointed. Doesn't this mean that they will definitely not have a good ending if they go against the Demon Cult? Then why bother resisting? Just surrender.
Zhou Qiong didn't know that the high priest regarded him as the son of destiny, otherwise he would have laughed to death. With the existence of the system, let alone the high priest, even the most powerful people would not be able to predict him.
As if he had guessed everyone's thoughts, the high priest said leisurely, "There are countless creatures in the world, and there are many children of destiny. Only those who grow up are considered to be truly destined, and there are also many who die halfway. There is no need to be so dejected! Are my Tianwu clan easy to bully?"
"That's what the high priest taught."
Wu Li suddenly waved his hand to set up a barrier in the room, then looked at the high priest with a serious face. You know, even when talking about the Son of Destiny just now, Wu Li was not so serious.
"High Priest, how is the plan going? When will the blood pool be formed?"
"It will be ready soon. It should be this month!" the high priest said solemnly.
The other Tianwu clan masters showed surprise on their faces after hearing this. They had actually been waiting for this moment for three thousand years.
As long as the plan is completed, their Tianwu clan will be able to completely transform themselves. By then, they will not care about this small closed city, even the chaotic land will not be worth mentioning.
In Yuwang City, all the members of the Demon Cult sat in the hall with gloomy faces. The failure of sealing the city this time was really hard for them to accept. The Demon Cult had been going smoothly since coming to the upper realm, and this sudden failure made them very uncomfortable.
"Go to hell, Chief Steward. Otherwise, get all the outer sect guards of the headquarters to come over. I don't believe that seven Zhenwu can't break through his sealed city. Even seventeen can." The Demon Tiger King slammed the table and said angrily.
As soon as the Demon Tiger King said this, the entire hall was in chaos. Some said they would completely surround and seal off the city, some said they would ask for help from the main temple, and some even said they would ask the leader to take action directly. For a while, the scene was in chaos. This failure made the mentality of the Demon Cult completely uneasy.
There was a loud bang, and everyone looked and found that Liansheng had smashed the table next to him with a palm.
"Everyone sit down quietly..."
When the members of the Demon Cult saw Lian Sheng’s cold expression, they immediately stopped arguing and sat down quietly.
"It seems that you have been really arrogant recently. My Demon Cult has been developing very fast recently, but that is all due to the reputation of the Cult Leader. Who do you think you are? You don't know how to practice well, but you only know how to be arrogant. Do you have the capital to be arrogant?"
Liansheng looked at the many high-ranking members of the Demon Cult opposite him cursing angrily, and he suddenly felt that the failure of the Demon Cult this time was not a bad thing. At least it could make these high-ranking members of the Demon Cult recognize themselves.
The Demon Cult has developed so rapidly in recent years that many high-ranking officials suddenly have a large amount of resources. Some of them are fine and use the resources to practice hard.
But some people gradually began to become lazy. They thought that based on their status, everyone would give them some face, but what the world values most is strength.
"You all know the leader's ambition. This chaotic place cannot stop the Demon Cult. In the future, the Demon Cult will have a larger territory and more masters will join. Do you think you can still maintain your position by then?"
Many of the high-ranking members of the Demon Cult below suddenly became depressed, especially the Demon Tiger King. Relying on his status and the love of the leader for him, he could obtain a lot of resources, but his current cultivation level was only the fourth level of the Eternal Realm.
Not to mention other high-ranking members of the Demon Sect, even some rising stars are almost catching up with him. The reason why he can now stand on equal footing with a group of masters in the True Martial Realm is only because of his status.
It's not that his aptitude is bad, it's just that his mentality has expanded too quickly and he has no intention of practicing. After hearing what the general manager said today, he suddenly woke up.
Other high-ranking members of the Demon Cult have had more or less the same attitude recently, and now they heard what the chief steward said.
They all stood up immediately, bowed to Liansheng, and said in unison, "Don't worry, General Manager, we will work hard to practice in the future and live up to the reputation of our Demon Sect!"
Liansheng nodded, his complexion improved a lot, and said to the secret guard beside him in a deep voice, "Report the news here to the leader, and tell him that there is a big secret in the sealed city!"
Inside the main hall of the Demon Cult's headquarters, Tianmo Peak, Zhou Qiong sat on the Demon Dragon Chair with his eyes closed, practicing. Beside him lay a black dog, yawning constantly.
Suddenly the black dog opened his eyes, stared in a certain direction, then closed his eyes again and began to yawn.
A black shadow emerged from where the black dog had just looked and knelt on one knee on the ground.
"Your subordinate Xuan Si is here to see the leader. The chief steward sent a message saying that there is a big secret hidden in the sealed city. The chief steward and his men attacked the city once but failed and returned in defeat!"
"Well, go down!" A cold voice sounded in the hall. After hearing the voice, Xuan Si slowly disappeared.
Zhou Qiong opened his eyes and muttered softly, "It seems that the secret of this sealed city is not small!"
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