In a hall of the Illusion War Clan, the Illusion Clan leader sat on the throne with a face as gloomy as water.
"Da da!"
After a while, with the sound of footsteps, Sima Sheng walked into the hall and bowed, saying, "Greetings, Chief. I wonder why you called me here?"
Several days had passed since the battle, and Sima Sheng's injuries had healed with the help of the Fairy Flower and the Heavenly Soul Grass.
The Illusion Clan leader said, "Yesterday, I went to the Judgment Hall to look for Fu Chou, but he refused to let me in. Now I give you a task. Invite him to the Illusion Clan. If you fail to do so, don't come back."
Sima Sheng frowned and said, "Patriarch, I just don't understand why you care so much about Fu Chou?"
The Illusion Chief said: "Don't ask questions that you shouldn't ask. Just do as I say."
Sima Sheng's brows sunk deeper and deeper, and he said, "Patriarch, he and I have a deep grudge. I'm afraid it's not appropriate for me to invite him."
When this matter was mentioned, the anger in the heart of the Phantom Chieftain burst out uncontrollably.
"Snapped!"
He slapped the armrest of the chair and said angrily, "Isn't it because of you that he is still upset with us, the Illusion Warrior Clan? This time, you go, no matter what method you use, you must get his forgiveness. If it still doesn't work in the end, I can only kill you and bring your head to apologize in person."
Sima Sheng's body trembled, his face turned pale, and he said hurriedly: "Don't worry, clan leader, I will complete the task!"
The Illusion Clan Leader waved his hand and said, “Go!”
Sima Sheng immediately left the hall and set off towards the holy land.
When he arrived at the Judgment Hall, he found that there was already a group of people guarding outside the castle, and without exception, they were all from the other eight war clans.
He landed in the square and after asking around, he found out that they were all there to invite Fu Chou.
"How could this happen? When did this bastard become the hot commodity that the nine major war clans are fighting for at the same time?"
Sima Sheng really couldn't understand it.
Others couldn't figure it out either.
But this was the order of the patriarch, and they had to obey.
However, no matter how much they begged, the castle gate did not open.
As time went on, this incident alarmed the entire temple and became known to everyone. No matter who passed by here, they could not help but watch out of curiosity.
At the same time, they also admired Wutan more and more. He could even ignore the invitations from the nine major war clans. Perhaps he was the only one in the entire Star Continent who could do that.
Similarly, they were also confused. Even if this person was the most powerful and was named the leader of the divine wars, he should not be robbed by the nine major war clans, right
They were very confused after their memories were wiped, but since this was a matter between the top leaders, they did not dare to ask.
Half a month later, a woman in white appeared from the inner hall and landed directly in front of Sima Sheng. She glanced at the tightly closed stone door of the castle and asked, "Senior, has Fu Chou not come out yet?"
Sima Sheng nodded, and then sent a voice message: "Ruoling, I don't want to die. You are kind-hearted, please help me think of a solution, okay?"
That’s right, the person coming was Xian Ruoling.
Hearing this, Xian Ruoling frowned and said, "Death? Is it that serious?"
Sima Sheng had a sad face and thought to himself, "You don't know, before I left, the clan leader gave me a death order. If I can't invite Fu Chou to the clan land, the clan leader will kill me and come to apologize in person with my head."
Xian Ruoling was startled. She didn't expect the situation to be so serious. She comforted him, "Senior, don't worry. I will help you."
Sima Sheng immediately cast a look of gratitude.
Xian Ruoling turned around and looked at the stone door, and said with a bow, "Fu Chou, Ruoling has something to ask you, please come out and see me."
Hearing this, the other members of the Zhan Clan all looked towards Xian Ruoling with anticipation in their eyes.
Xian Ruoling is a member of the inner hall, and Fu Chou might leave the castle because of their fellow disciples.
With a bang, the gate of the castle opened, but the person who walked out was not Wutan, but Luo Qiang.
Luo Qiang glanced at Sima Sheng and others, and his eyes fell on Xian Ruoling. If these people were careful enough, they would definitely notice that his eyes had become a little different.
However, he did not utter a single word, but strode out of the castle, closed the stone door again, and shouted: "This is the Judgment Hall, my territory. If anyone dares to enter without permission, don't blame me for being ruthless!"
If it were any other time, Sima Sheng and the others would have definitely turned hostile on the spot.
But it’s different now. Luo Qiang is the only one who can get close to Fu Chou. If you offend him, the consequences will be unimaginable.
Sima Sheng licked his cheeks, approached Luo Qiang, and said with a flattering smile: "Palace Master Gu Qiang, can you please make some concessions? If Palace Master Gu is willing to help, you will be a friend of my Illusion Battle Clan in the future."
"Is the Illusion Battle Clan so powerful?" Luo Qiang sneered in his heart, raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and said playfully: "According to what you said, if I don't help you today, I will be the enemy of your Illusion Battle Clan?"
Sima Sheng hurriedly said, "No, no, even if Palace Master Gu doesn't help me, I won't dare to hate you!"
Luo Qiang looked at him with disdain and said calmly, "I still have important matters to attend to. You can wait as long as you like. Goodbye."
After saying that, he patted his butt and left.
A strong cold light immediately burst out from the depths of Sima Sheng's eyes!
Seeing Luo Qiang leaving, someone suggested: "Why don't we just break in directly? I don't believe that Gu Qiang dares to do anything to us."
Someone echoed, "That's right. He doesn't even dare to participate in the Supreme Battle, so he has no courage to offend our nine great war clans."
"He doesn't have the courage, but Fu Chou does."
"That's right. If we just barge in like this, it will definitely cause Fu Chou's dissatisfaction."
"How about this, we go in quietly, as long as we don't disturb him."
"That's fine."
A member of the Wushuang War Clan gently pushed open the door, and then a group of people filed in.
Sima Sheng was about to follow, but Xian Ruoling stopped him and shook her head, saying, "Don't go in. They don't know Fu Chou, but you've fought with him before, so you should know his temper very well. When facing him, you must not have any chance of luck, but just wait here quietly."
Sima Sheng was shocked when he heard this, and quickly took a few steps back and stood quietly aside.
"go out!"
Sure enough, not long after the group walked into the castle, a loud shout came from a training room.
Everyone was shocked, but they didn't leave. Since they had already disturbed this person, they could only go on.
"Fu Chou, I am here on the orders of the clan leader to invite you to be a guest of the Wushuang War Clan."
"I am also here on the orders of the clan leader to invite you to visit the Mie Tian Zhan clan."
"… "
Representatives of several major war clans bowed and said.
"Go back and tell your clan leader that when I am free, I will visit them one by one." Wutan's voice came out.
Everyone looked at me, I looked at you, and no one knew what to do.
"roll!"
Suddenly, a loud roar exploded, and a terrifying momentum emerged. Several people from the war clans were all blown away with wails. With a bang, the stone door closed tightly again.
Bang bang bang!
These people fell on the square, all spitting blood and their faces turned pale.
Seeing this scene, Sima Sheng looked terrified. Fortunately, he was stopped by Xian Ruoling before, otherwise he would have become one of these people.
Wu Tian's voice came again: "Xian Ruoling, Sima Sheng, you guys go back too. When I come out of seclusion, I will go to your Illusion War Clan."
"Thank you, Brother Fu Chou."
Sima Sheng bowed his hands in thanks, then looked at Xian Ruoling and said with a smile: "Ruoling, you go first!"
Xian Ruoling asked: "What about you?"
Sima Sheng shook his head and said, "I can't leave. I have to show my sincerity and wait here until he comes out."
After saying this, he sat cross-legged on the ground and closed his eyes to rest.
Xian Ruoling looked at Sima Sheng, then at the stone gate, and simply sat cross-legged beside Sima Sheng, closing her eyes and meditating.
As for the others, they looked at each other and followed Sima Sheng and Xian Ruoling's example, sitting cross-legged on both sides of the gate and waiting quietly.
In the evening, Luo Qiang returned. After a busy day, how could he care about Sima Sheng and others? He only glanced at Xian Ruoling a few more times and went straight into the castle.
"Master, can you really bear to let Xian Ruoling wait outside?" Luo Qiang frowned in the training room.
"I didn't force her. She wanted to wait." Wutan said expressionlessly.
"Oh!" Luo Qiang sighed deeply, sat cross-legged aside, and began to stabilize his state of mind.
"It obviously has nothing to do with her, but she insists on getting involved. What a silly woman." Wutan muttered secretly and closed his eyes again.
Time flies, and fifty years are gone in the blink of an eye.
Early that morning, a deafening roar sounded simultaneously in the heavens and the holy world!
And at the same time, a bloody altar appeared at the top of the sky above the Heaven Realm and at the top of the sky above the God Burial Mountains!
The only difference is that the blood-red altar in heaven is shining with blood, dyeing half the sky!
But the blood-red altar of the holy world did not have any light leaking out, it looked dim and dull, giving people only a cold feeling!
“Whoosh!”
In the Heaven Realm, the Emperor of Heaven rushed out of the Heavenly Emperor Palace and soared into the sky. He stared at the bloody altar for a moment and shouted, "Everyone, set off immediately!"
"call out!!!"
Before he finished speaking, figures appeared one after another from Tiandi City, Demon City, and God's Prison, stepped onto the altar one after another, and then disappeared. The whole process lasted for a full half hour.
"Fifty years is enough time for you to arrange everything. Don't let the Master down."
Looking at the altar whose light was gradually dimming, the Emperor of Heaven murmured to himself, but his eyes flashed with a fierce light.
The God Burial Mountains!
The Divine Python, Xuanyuan Ao, and the Three Realm Lords stood side by side in the void, all looking up at the bloody altar.
Xuanyuan Ao said in a deep voice: "The last holy war was won by the heavens, so they were able to enter the battlefield 50 years earlier than us. 50 years is enough time for them to set up a series of killing tactics. We cannot be careless in this war of gods. Divine Python Heavenly Venerable, Lord of the Three Realms, are you still planning to stand aside and watch?"
The Divine Python Heavenly Master and the Lord of the Three Realms looked at each other, with a hint of hesitation in their eyes.
"Think about it carefully. It would be best if you could give me a correct answer before the altar opens."
Xuanyuan Ao glanced at the two of them, then entered the Star Continent, stood proudly on top of the clouds, and said loudly: "The altar leading to the battlefield of the gods has appeared. You still have the last fifty years. I hope that in these fifty years, you can all be fully prepared!"
(End of this chapter)