Xiao Wuhao's analysis was very logical and Wutan nodded slightly from time to time.
After a moment of silence, Wu Tian asked, "Should the Ice Demon Lord and others be included in the calculation?"
"No, they are not your confidants. After destroying the false gods, they will not be able to return the holy soldiers they have armed to you. This deal is not worthwhile. Besides, with their current strength, as long as they do not face the false gods head-on, their lives will not be in danger."
Wu Tian nodded.
It was true that the Ice Demon Lord and the Dragon King had done him a favor in the past, but he should also repay them for all the efforts he had made over the years and for letting them practice in the Star Realm.
Xiao Wuhao said sharply: "In fact, according to my idea, once the four great beasts are resurrected and Shishi and Xiaoyi come out of retreat, we can declare war on the false gods."
“How long will they be in seclusion?” Wu Tiandao said. He knew the time it would take for the four divine beasts to be resurrected, which would be no more than ten years at the latest. However, since Shishi and Xiaoyi would inherit the Fox God’s legacy, there was no fixed time limit.
"No more than a hundred years at most."
Sure enough, Xiao Wuhao couldn't be sure either.
Suddenly, Xiao Wuhao laughed cunningly and said, "You bastard, you don't know yet, I got a treasure this time."
"What treasure?" Wutan was stunned.
"Do you think Xiaoyi was very sad when Shishi got into trouble? When she was sad, wouldn't her tears flow?"
"you… "
Wu Tian was furious. Shi Shi almost lost her life. This bastard Xiao Wu Hao still had the mood to collect Xiao Yi's tears. He was really heartless.
But before he could speak, Xiao Wuhao waved his little hand, took out a palm-sized jade bottle filled with tears from his arms, and said lightly: "I do this for everyone's good. If you feel unhappy, you can pour it out."
"You are so shameless!" Wutan gritted his teeth, his eyes spitting fire.
Xiao Wuhao knew that he couldn't pour away his tears, and he still made such a gesture, which was obviously teasing him. He was not polite and said: "Let the God's Hand give birth to the innate soldier soul first. As for Han Tian and others, you can do it yourself."
The Hand of God is the holy weapon that suits his taste best, except for the God-Slaying Weapon.
However, over the years, with the increase in strength, the Hand of God has become of no use at all and has been kept in the spiritual vein for nurturing. Now that he has Xiaoyi's tears, he naturally has to awaken the soldier spirit for it as soon as possible.
"Hypocrisy!" Xiao Wuhao was extremely contemptuous, and then asked curiously: "The sacred tree was taken away by Xian Bitong, how can I see that you don't have any concerns at all?"
"Why should I worry? The ones who should be worried are the gods." Wutan's eyes flashed with a cold light, and he secretly told Xiao Wuhao all his plans.
“Damn, so that’s what you were planning. But you’re really ruthless. The sacred tree is a sacred object of the gods. The king of gods will definitely guard it personally. In this way, no matter what decision he makes or what order he issues, it will not escape your eyes and ears.
Moreover, when we rush to the God Realm in the future, they will definitely try every means to stop us. Then we can catch them in a trap. Just thinking about this kind of thing makes me feel refreshed, haha..."
Xiao Wuhao laughed triumphantly.
There was also a hint of coldness on Wutan's face.
After the laughter died down, Xiao Wuhao said, "Okay, no more nonsense, I will go find Shang Xuan and start awakening the innate soldier soul."
Wu Tian said: "Wait, I don't know how to talk about the death of Shang Xuan's grandson. I think it would be better for you, the master, to talk about it."
Xiao Wuhao nodded, and with a hint of melancholy, he entered the starry world.
After sending Zhan Shen into the starry world, Wutan sat cross-legged in the void, gazing into the distance. A sense of sadness surged from his body, filling the space between heaven and earth.
The appearance of the three great elders of the God Clan brought too much trauma to the Eastern Region. Even if the God Clan was eradicated, it would not be enough to quell the public anger.
"Xu Yan, Tang Yun, your deaths will not be in vain. The gods will become your burial objects!" Wutan muttered, his eyes slightly closed, and began to communicate with the Tongtian Divine Tree.
A hundred breaths later, Wutan finally got in touch with the Tongtian Divine Tree, and a magnificent picture immediately appeared before his eyes.
The sacred tree is Wutan’s second carrier. He can naturally see everything that the sacred tree can see.
In short, it is now equivalent to Wu Tian being in the realm of gods.
The divine realm is extremely vast. Looking out, you can't see the edge at all. Below the sacred tree is a huge city with magnificent buildings. Outside the city are undulating mountains with beautiful peaks, rippling water, and white clouds floating in the mountain streams, just like a fairyland.
It was hard to imagine that in such a beautiful and fairy-like place, how could there be such cruel people like the three elders? Wu Tian was angry in his heart. The people of the God Clan were not worthy of living here.
"Brother, come to the Palace of the God King. I have something important to discuss with you." Suddenly, a majestic voice came from a palace.
Wutan’s divine consciousness extended out. The divine consciousness here naturally did not refer to himself, but to the sacred tree.
There is one advantage of the sacred tree's divine consciousness: even if the God King finds out, he won't care.
When his divine consciousness entered the palace, Wutan immediately discovered that the Palace of the God King seemed to have been built not long ago.
In fact, he didn't know that the original Temple of the God King had been destroyed by the Sky-reaching Rope, and this Temple of the God King was built by the God King himself with his great magic power not long ago. There were not even any furnishings or decorations in the temple, only five wooden chairs covered with white animal skins, neatly placed in the center of the hall.
In the center of the five chairs, there is a coffee table with boiling tea on it, and the fragrance of tea spreads for miles.
A middle-aged man with a sturdy figure and handsome appearance, dressed in white, was leaning on the main seat, with one arm resting on his leg and the other arm on the coffee table. He stretched out his index finger and tapped it lightly and rhythmically.
Next to the middle-aged man, there was a young woman. Wutan was very familiar with this woman, it was Xian Bitong!
Xian Bitong didn't say anything either. She held the teacup with her head down, not knowing what she was thinking about.
The entire hall was filled with silence, with only the sounds of boiling water and knocking.
After a while, an old man with white hair and beard strode into the hall. When he came to the tea table, he bowed and said, "Greetings to the God King."
The God King stopped hammering, glanced at the old man opposite him, and sighed, "Brother, there are only two of us left out of the five of us, so let's skip the red tape!"
The person who came is the great elder of the God Clan!
The elder hesitated for a moment, then nodded and said, "Since Fifth Brother has said so, I will respectfully obey your command."
"Hello, uncle." Xian Bitong stood up and saluted.
The elder of the clan smiled and said, "Bitong, you were able to successfully bring the sacred tree back to the divine realm, which is equivalent to saving the lifeblood of the divine clan. Uncle will definitely reward you handsomely later."
"Thank you, uncle." Xian Bitong smiled lightly, stretched out her jade hand, and said, "Uncle, please sit down."
After the two sat down, Xian Bitong picked up the teapot and poured tea for the elder. The God King picked up the teacup and sipped the tea while saying, "Brother, you should know why I called you here this time. Tell me what you think!"
After a moment of hesitation, the elder of the clan said, "I think it is feasible. Now, whether it is the several great gods or the people in the Holy Realm, they all regard our clan as aliens. They may take action against us one day. If we cooperate with the Heaven Realm, the Holy Realm will have to weigh the pros and cons before taking action."
"What? Father, uncle, you want to cooperate with the heaven?" Xian Bitong exclaimed, the teapot in her hand slipped, and the tea splashed all over the floor.
The God King put down the teacup and said, "Bitong, you are the most outstanding person among the younger generation of the God Realm. I will not hide it from you. From the moment your three uncles were killed by Tongtiansuo, I had the idea of cooperating with the Heaven Realm."
Xian Bitong said hurriedly: "Father, this method is absolutely not feasible. If we cooperate with the heaven, it would be purely seeking benefits from the tiger, and it will not benefit the God Clan at all."
The God King sighed and said, "I know this, but we have no choice."
The elder glanced at his niece and smiled, "God King, Bitong has been well-behaved and sensible since she was young, and she has an extraordinary mind. Why don't we listen to her inner thoughts and then make a decision?"
The God King frowned and looked at his daughter who had never liked him. He seemed to have something to say. He was silent for a while, then nodded and said, "Okay, then you can tell me."
"Uncle, father, our God Clan has now fallen to the point where we don't even have a Great Emperor. In the eyes of the people of Samsara Continent, we are indeed like gods, but in the eyes of the people of the heavens, what are we? Any one of them can overthrow the God Clan. Do you think they will cooperate with us
Even if they agree to cooperate, I can conclude that they either have other intentions, such as coveting our clan's treasure, the Tongtian Divine Tree, or they want us to be cannon fodder.
Father, uncle, you know the people in heaven better than I do. There is nothing they cannot do. If we cooperate with them, we will not gain any advantage, but will accelerate the demise of the gods.
Another point is that the people in the Holy Realm are beginning to doubt us. If they get wind of this, they will come and wipe us out immediately. When the Holy Realm army arrives, there will be only one ending for the Gods, and that is destruction.
As for the Heaven Realm, don't count on them to come to your rescue. To put it bluntly, there is no way they would go to war with the Holy Realm just because of a clan of gods that are not even as good as an ant.
Finally, although the God Clan has declined, at its peak, it was still the leader of the hundred clans, second only to the nine heaven-defying war clans. If we were to defect to the heavens, then we, the God Clan, including our descendants, would probably be laughed at by the world forever and would not be able to hold our heads up as human beings. "
Hearing this, the God King and the great clan elders fell silent.
After a moment, the elder of the clan asked, "Bitong, do you have any ideas?"
Xian Bitong smiled slightly and said, "Bitong does have a trick, but I don't know if uncle and father are willing to listen."
The God King said: "You say."
Xian Bitong said: "The Holy Realm is not a monolithic entity. The nine anti-heaven war clans have been fighting overtly and covertly for many years, and even the Holy Lord can't control them. We can just cooperate with the Illusion War Clan. In this way, we can not only redeem our reputation that has been lost for several eras, but also make several major divine objects such as the Tongtian Bridge and the Destroying Heaven War Clan wary of us. It's a two-birds-with-one-stone move, why not?"
The God King frowned and said, "Your idea is good, but why would the Illusion War Clan cooperate with us again?"
(End of this chapter)