The Lord of Glacier State received a message from the God of Alchemy who was going to Xuanwu Lake to participate in the competition, and he suddenly became furious.
The divine power in his body roared and surged, and the tables, chairs, stools, screens and furniture inside the hall where he was were turned into dust under the effect of the divine power. The entire hall was shattered under the impact of the divine power, and the broken stones and wood blocks turned into birds flying in all directions.
"Damn it, it's really damnable," said Duan Yongsheng, Lord of Binghe State. He was heartbroken. Duan Ming was his third son, with the rare Qilin bloodline. Not only that, the child's Qilin bloodline had already been activated, with a strength of five million jin. His potential was so great that it was difficult to estimate. According to his speculation, this kid would definitely become the Son of God within a hundred years of entering Xuanwu Lake, and it would even take less than five hundred years for him to become the Son of God.
By then, the Duan family's rapid rise to prominence will be just around the corner.
Who would have thought that what he was waiting for was such tragic news, Duan Ming's death, which was a devastating blow to him. The pain of losing a son, and his most talented son, was such a blow, how could he not be unable to suppress the anger in his heart
In addition, the head of the Dan Hall was also killed, and the death of the head of the hall caused losses to the Binghe State's divine cultivators. It was related to the future of countless divine cultivators in Binghe State, so how could Duan Yongsheng not be furious.
"Someone, please check for me what the strength of the Taiyuan Divine Sect in Greater Guangzhou is. It is imperative to destroy the Taiyuan Divine Sect."
He took the message talisman and passed it to Nangong Fan, the Lord of Guangzhou Province.
"Nangong Fan, you guys in Guangzhou are really awesome. That Taiyuan Divine Sect and that kid called Ye Xiangyang, if you capture all the people from Taiyuan Divine Sect including Ye Xiangyang and let me deal with them, and you hand over Weng Leyi to me, then Binghe Province will not send troops to fight Guangzhou. Otherwise, Guangzhou will be devastated."
Nangong Fan received the talisman and gave a bitter smile: "Brother Duan, I think it's better to let this matter go. Let's stop here and stop pursuing it. What a joke it is to take down Taiyuan Divine Sect? Do you know the strength of Taiyuan Divine Sect?"
Duan Yongsheng's face turned pale and twisted: "Nangong Fan, are you kidding me? The strength of Taiyuan Divine Sect, what strength does Taiyuan Divine Sect have? It's just a small force, how strong can it be?"
Nangong Fan curled his lips and said, "Let me tell you about the battle record from half a year ago. They killed more than 400 million demons and 23 demon masters. Among the 3,000 cities in Guangzhou, 200 of them have people from the Taiyuan Divine Sect as their city lords. Moreover, all 200 city lords are true gods."
Duan Yongsheng's face turned pale. He sneered and said, "Nangong Fan, you are talking nonsense. Even a child wouldn't believe you. Don't you think I don't know? Two hundred true gods, what a joke. Do you think true gods are cabbages? How many true gods do they have in Taiyuan Divine Sect?"
Nangong Fan thought for a moment and said, "According to my current speculation, in addition to the 200 city lords, Taiyuan Divine Sect may have more than 200 true gods. The rest of them are virtual gods. There are more than 1 billion powerful virtual gods in total."
Duan Yongsheng laughed so hard that his cheeks were distorted. "Nangong Fan, you are lying with your eyes wide open. There are only a few true gods in Guangzhou. There are less than seventy-five. Now there are more than four hundred true gods. You are crazy. Even a three-year-old child wouldn't believe it. Nangong Fan, just wait for our Glacier State army to arrive. I want to avenge my son."
Then, Duan Yongsheng ordered all the city lords in Binghe Province to bring their troops to the province lord's mansion, each bringing 50,000 troops and all the best soldiers and generals, "We are going to conquer Greater Guangzhou."
At the command, it was like a mountain collapsing. No one in the three thousand cities under the Glacier State dared to disobey. They quickly mobilized their troops and organized their men and horses to come to the Glacier State.
It takes several days to reach the Glacier State, and it is not easy for a large army to set out.
Duan Yongsheng wrote to the head of Xie family in Xuanwu Lake.
The head of the Xie family was practicing in the majestic palace. He saw the talisman flashing red light and divine power was injected into the talisman. He heard Duan Yongsheng's anxious voice: "Elder Xie, Ye Xiangyang plotted against my son Duan Ming in Xuanwu Lake. Please help me capture Ye Xiangyang. I want to avenge my son, the head of Binghezhou."
Patriarch Xie's face was full of black lines. He asked me to arrest Ye Xiangyang? What a joke, who is Ye Xiangyang now? The son of the beast hall, the son of the god of the god cultivation hall, the successor of the Xuanwu Lord God, who has subdued more than a dozen Xuanwu beasts in Xuanwu Lake, and the Taiyuan Divine Sect has hundreds of true gods
This man is not very old, but he has powerful backing. Our Xie family has suffered losses at his hands, and we dare not act rashly. The kid from the Xie family wanted to plot against him, but he ended up helping him instead.
Ye Xiangyang’s current strength is already comparable to that of his own Xie family.
"Lord Duan, I can't help you with this matter. I have to advise you that this matter was caused by your son Duan Ming's unreasonable behavior. Ye Xiangyang is not at fault. If you persist in your delusion, the consequences will be disastrous."
When Duan Yongsheng heard what Patriarch Xie said, he was stunned for a moment. Patriarch Xie had stopped sending messages through talismans. He felt that things were serious. How powerful was the Xie family? With a stomp of their feet, ninety states trembled. They didn't dare to touch Ye Xiangyang. How powerful was Ye Xiangyang
Soon after, news came that Ye Xiangyang had been designated as the Holy Son by the Xuanwu Lake Divine Cultivation Hall.
Duan Yongsheng jumped up all of a sudden, as if he was stung by a scorpion. He said, "Impossible, absolutely impossible. It takes hundreds of years to become a Son of God from an inner sect disciple. Ye Xiangyang has only been in Xuanwu Lake for a few days. How could he be the Son of God? The Son of God has a higher status than me."
No wonder the Xie family didn’t dare to arrest him. Are you kidding? The Son of God has an unshakable position in Xuanwu Lake, which is equivalent to a role like the great elder.
At this time, the person sent to Guangzhou to gather information came back. He reported to Duan Yongsheng that Taiyuan Divine Sect had 200 True Gods as the city lords of Guangzhou, and there were more than 100 True Gods in Taiyuan Divine Sect. Taiyuan Divine Sect had more than 1 billion disciples, and the lowest level of cultivation was Virtual God.
Duan Yongsheng sat down on his seat with his eyes wide open. He screamed in his heart, "Fuck, how can these things be true? How can a kid from the lower world cause so much trouble in just over a year?"
The pain of losing his son and the death of the hall master became an unbearable pain in Duan Yongsheng's heart. As the governor of Binghe State and a master of the six-star True God, he was helpless against a little bastard. How could he accept this? If he couldn't even avenge his son, how could he still have a foothold in Xuanwu Lake
His fists were clenched tightly together, his brows were tightly knitted together, and his eyes were bloodshot: "Child, just wait, even if the state is destroyed, I, your father, will avenge you."
As the sun rose, people from dozens of states came to congratulate Ye Xiangyang and his friends.
Ye Xiangyang and his companions created a new miracle unprecedented in Xuanwu Lake. Without going through the assessment of inner disciples, they directly became the Son of God and the Son of Saint.
The people of Guangzhou said, "Only three people from each state can come, and they are not allowed to bring any gifts. Ye Xiangyang, the elixir god, said that if anyone brings gifts, we will not receive them."
Someone continued, "Alchemy God Ye Xiangyang said that he is grateful for everyone's friendship. We will hold a reception in Guangzhou. Thank you for the kindness of all the hall masters and alchemy gods. Besides, Guangzhou is not short of such resources, right?"
These words made everyone look upset. After a few days of competition, Guangzhou earned 2 billion in resources. Its financial strength is so strong that it is hard to guess.
When they arrived at the courtyard, Ye Xiangyang and others gave them a warm welcome and greeted everyone enthusiastically.
More than 200 people felt Ye Xiangyang's kindness like a spring breeze. Ye Xiangyang called himself a junior in front of them. Even though he was the son of God who held a high position of power in Xuanwu Lake, he was not arrogant at all. Every word he said was like spring rain falling into their hearts.
These people were deeply impressed that Ye Xiangyang was truly a big shot. Just by relying on his skills in handling situations, one could see how extraordinary this person was. Among so many people, not a single one felt that they were left out. This person must have experienced many big situations.
They had seen Ye Xiangyang's arrogance and hubris when he challenged the ninety states in the ring. Compared with his gentleness and kindness now, there was a world of difference. Therefore, they were more convinced that the news of provoking the ninety states was false.
The table was filled with magical fruits and magical medicines, as well as elixirs and magical wines to be taken. Someone also brought over some magical tea.
Ye Xiangyang took the lead and raised his glass: "Dear seniors, dear alchemy gods, thank you for your attention to me, I would like to toast you all..."
The banquet was held in a very pleasant atmosphere. Everyone ate and drank while discussing Shinto cultivation and matters related to elixirs.
Ye Xiangyang possessed three thousand divine ways and was studying the Xuanwu Alchemy Sutra. No matter whether it was in the aspect of divine cultivation or alchemy, every word he spoke made others feel enlightened and broadened their thinking, and every word he said pointed directly to the great way.
The conversation became more heated, and Ye Xiangyang learned more from it.
The three thousand cities and one hundred and fifty million troops of the Glacier State have gathered.
Following the order from the state lord, the soldiers entered the middle-grade treasures of the divine class and divided them into three thousand treasures. The generals took the treasures and entered the teleportation array.
The teleportation array flashed with light, and Duan Yongsheng's eyes were full of determination.
He knew that the possibility of Glacier State winning this battle was relatively small. If he was rational, it would be better not to fight this battle. However, his son died, the hall master died, and if Glacier State did not make any move, from now on, how would he sit in the ninety states and how would he face the other state lords
This battle must be fought, regardless of the outcome, I am here to avenge my son.
The teleportation array was glowing, and everyone was looking at the State Lord Duan Yongsheng. The people of Greater Guangzhou had gone too far, beheading the State Lord's son and the head of the Alchemy Hall. Did they want to destroy the foundation of the Glacier State
"Lord, it's just a small force, what can it do? When we get there, we will kill them all without leaving a single piece of armor."