"He must be feeling very painful right now!"
Gazing at Wutan who seemed to be going crazy below, Xian Bitong murmured in her heart. There was also a trace of pity and compassion in the depths of her beautiful eyes, but it was hidden too deeply that even the three elders did not notice it.
“Haha, he’s so sad for a group of mortals like ants. Even though this boy has a Heaven-Destroying War Body, it’s hard for him to achieve great things.” The old man in white shook his head and laughed. His every word and action revealed his indifference and ruthlessness.
The big man in white laughed and said, "Second brother, what you said is wrong. Rotten wood still has its meaning of existence, let alone the Heaven-Destroying War Body. Although Wu Tian is extremely ignorant, his future achievements will definitely not be lower than ours. So this time, we must eradicate him no matter what."
The middle-aged scholar waved his folding fan slowly and nodded, "That makes sense. From ancient times to the present, any Heaven-Destroying War Body that has not died prematurely has at least achieved a divine spirit. This is a war clan that even the gods fear. If we offend them, we must root them out to avoid future troubles."
Suddenly, a feeling of desolation and sadness rose up into the sky like a flood and a beast, and a big hole was blasted out in the sky!
Suddenly, a hurricane tore through the sky, and angry clouds surged like a tide, as if it was the foreshadowing of the birth of an ancient ferocious beast, the momentum was extremely shocking!
Xian Bitong's jade hand holding the wine glass trembled, the middle-aged scholar put away his folding fan, the big man and the old man in white sat up straight, and looked at Wutan in unison, with shock and horror in their eyes!
How much sorrow, grief and sadness does it take to give birth to such terrible sadness
"Excuse me, what have they done wrong to deserve such punishment?"
Suddenly, Wutan let out a long roar to the sky, his voice became hoarse and mute, blood gushed out of his eyes like a pillar, and the sorrow in his body seemed endless, drowning not only the Eastern Region, but also the people in the Western Region could truly feel it.
At this moment, no matter where people are, they can't help but cry with sadness.
"Brother, what are you going through? Why is this sadness even stronger than when Sister Chu Yiyan died?"
Shishi whispered, tears streaming down her face, her heart aching inexplicably, and even without realizing it, her vitality began to burn, and she was getting farther and farther away from Sikong Yanran and the others.
Sikong Yanran and the others felt the same way. They felt heartbroken and their eyes were blurred by tears. Everything became hazy. They didn't even notice that Shishi had disappeared from their sight. They were distraught.
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"What on earth happened that made this little guy Wu Tian so sad?"
On the battlefield of heaven and earth, the stone tablet was extremely puzzled, and then ordered: "Di Tian, Ye Tian, you have been practicing hard here with your father for hundreds of years, and your cultivation has reached the first calamity. It is time for you to meet up with Wu Tian. Bring one of my clones with you, I hope you can still make it in time."
A phantom of a stone tablet appeared and merged into Emperor Tian's body.
"I obey your orders, father. Take care." The two men bowed, stepped on the Fire Kirin and the Blue-Eyed Eagle, and flew away into the air.
"The sadness can penetrate the divine ban and seal and be transmitted to the body of the pseudo-god. I can sense it. Wu Tian, what are you facing? But I believe that no matter what kind of setbacks you encounter, you can always come out of it with strength, because you are the only opponent that I, Li Tian, admire."
A whisper was also heard from within the petrified body of the false god.
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Sadness! It permeates the ten directions!
The entire cemetery of gods and demons was filled with mournful cries!
Even the people in the Western Regions could feel it clearly, let alone Shan Youde and others.
Although they were restrained by the coercion and could not shout out the pain in their hearts, tears of sorrow kept flowing from their eyes.
Even the three clan elders with profound cultivation could not help but become dazed when they heard the extremely sad crying and felt the tear-jerking sorrow.
Xian Bitong sighed and said, "It seems that the hatred between the God Clan and Wu Tian can no longer be resolved."
“You’re right. From today on, I, Wutan, will be irreconcilable with your clan of gods and will fight to the death!” Wutan suddenly looked up, his bloodshot eyes were extremely cold. At this moment, Xian Bitong’s heart trembled, and she couldn’t help but feel cold all over.
What shocked her even more was that as soon as Wutan finished speaking, a deep purple oath seal fell from the sky and merged into Wutan's crown.
"Oath seal! I didn't expect that what he said would be a blood oath!" A strong murderous intent suddenly burst out from Xian Bitong's beautiful eyes!
Once the oath seal appears, Wu Tian and the gods will fight to the death, with no room for maneuver.
People like this must be killed!
Wu Tian pretended not to see anything and looked directly at Shan Youde and others.
The empty space that was originally filled with a sea of people was now filled with only Shan Youde and his three companions, the Lower Xuan Saint and his wife, Taishi Leiwang and several other city lords, and their families, including the grandson of the Upper Xuan Saint.
Qiuyu and Qiuxin were protected by Jun Haotian behind him. The middle-aged Confucian scholar thought they were Wutan’s friends and luckily escaped the disaster.
Behind these people, not a single law enforcer or cultivator was left, all died, leaving only a few hundred ordinary people. This means that except for the cultivators on various battlefields and in the Western Region, everyone in the Eastern Region was wiped out!
Similarly, Shan Youde and others had been looking at him. Although they couldn't speak, their eyes could express everything. They were calling him stupid and foolish, and said he shouldn't come here to die.
The hundreds of ordinary people had pale faces and lifeless eyes. Even when they looked at Wutan, there was not a trace of hope in their eyes.
It was obvious that they had been frightened by the cruel methods of the middle-aged Confucian scholar, and their bodies and minds were overwhelmed by despair, and they could no longer tolerate anything else!
On the other side, Xian Bitong and the three elders also discussed secretly.
Xian Bitong asked: "Three uncles, what should we do?"
The old man in white said, "If Wu Tian is killed, the Star Realm will be shattered. So he must not be killed no matter what. The sacred tree is the lifeblood of the God Clan. In the ancient times, when the sacred tree was there, we had dozens of gods. After the sacred tree disappeared, the strength of the God Clan plummeted. Now there is not even a great emperor. Therefore, the sacred tree must not have any mistakes."
The big man in white said, "What if it's just his one-sided statement and there's no such thing? Then wouldn't we be fooled? I think it's best to get rid of him first."
"Third brother, this method doesn't work now."
The middle-aged scholar shook his head and said, "The death of these ants has completely angered Wu Tian. When Wu Tian appeared, I checked the Star Realm and found that everyone inside was gone. I guess he was afraid of implicating them and sent them out of the Star Realm in advance. Therefore, I estimate that Wu Tian came here with the determination to die. If we destroy his cultivation, he may have the idea of destroying himself and the Star Realm together. He may explode his body and shatter the Star Realm."
"That makes sense."
The old man in white nodded and said, "I have a plan. I think those people who were sent out of the Star Realm by Wu Tian will definitely not watch Wu Tian come to die. They will definitely come to help. Third Brother, you should rush to the Western Regions now and capture some of Wu Tian's relatives."
"Second brother wants to force him to hand over the sacred tree?" the big man in white asked doubtfully.
The old man in white sneered and said, "Yes, the people behind us are the first threat. If we kill them all and Wu Tian is still unwilling to hand over the sacred tree, then the people you captured will be the second threat. I don't believe that he can remain indifferent in the face of the death of his loved ones."
"By the way, capture the ants on the battlefield. If Wutan still doesn't hand over the sacred tree, the Cemetery of Gods and Demons will become a real tomb." The old man in white added.
“Second brother, if we really do this, the mysterious man who rescued Wujitiao in the Sea of Death will definitely not sit idly by.” The middle-aged Confucian scholar said worriedly.
“Fourth brother, you worry too much. If that mysterious man was still alive, he would have taken action a month ago when you massacred millions of ants in Beixuan City.” The old man in white said calmly.
"Second brother, are you saying that the mysterious man has left?" The middle-aged scholar was overjoyed.
"Ninety-nine percent chance," the old man in white nodded.
"Okay, let's do this. I'll go to the Western Regions now." The big man in white smiled coldly and disappeared without any warning.
Seeing this, Wutan's pupils shrank. He didn't know what the middle-aged man was going to do, but he always had a bad feeling in his heart.
"Could it be that he thinks there are not enough people here and wants to capture other people on the battlefield?" Wutan was shocked. The more he thought about it, the more certain he became of this idea.
The middle-aged scholar looked at Wu Tian and said calmly: "I'll give you a chance. Hand over the Tongtian Divine Tree and the Star Realm to me, and I promise to let everyone live."
"You ruthlessly massacred tens of millions of ordinary people. This is such a cruel and inhumane method. Do you think I will still believe you?" Wutan said expressionlessly, but his mind was working frantically. In the end, he didn't find even a half-feasible solution.
The old man in white did not give him any extra time to think, and said, "How about this, just return the sacred tree to us, and the Star Realm will not want it. Wu Tian, this is my biggest concession. If you are still not satisfied, I'm afraid none of Shan Youde and the others will survive."
"Give it back to you?" Wu Tian was happy and sneered, "I finally made the sacred tree sprout. What does it have to do with your clan? What qualifications do you have to say the word 'give it back'?"
The old man in white said calmly, "The sacred tree is a sacred object of the gods. This is a fact that everyone knows in the ancient times. No matter whether you make the sacred tree reborn or not, nothing will change. Please stop talking nonsense. My patience is limited."
Wu Tian raised his eyebrows.
However, just as he raised his eyebrows, the middle-aged Confucian scholar took decisive action. Hundreds of ordinary people behind Shan Youde and others were instantly covered in blood, without even having time to scream. The cruel method was simply outrageous!
What made Wu Tian most furious was that after doing all this, the middle-aged Confucian scholar clapped his hands lightly and said this: This is the price of your hesitation!
Wu Tian closed his eyes, clenched his fists, and screamed in his heart, he must hold it in, he must hold it in, otherwise everyone here will be killed, so many people have died, no more can die...
(End of this chapter)