The founder of Shura Palace naturally didn’t know this.
I just feel helpless about Wu Tian’s caution.
Honestly speaking, he had no intention of dealing with Wutan at all now. He just had good intentions, but he didn't expect that his kindness would be taken as an insult.
Then, he was too lazy to bore himself.
Anyway, there is nothing big happening in the five continents right now, so it doesn’t matter if it’s slow.
Time flies, and two years passed in the blink of an eye.
On this day, Wutan and his companions finally met the first group of people sent by the God King!
Both sides paused on the sea in tacit understanding, gazing at each other from afar, tens of thousands miles apart.
The two forces stood far apart, and a murderous aura quickly filled the world.
The sea water is surging, and the sound of splashing is endless!
Wu Tian pretended to be confused and asked in confusion: "The ancestors of Shura Palace, who are they?"
"I don't know either, but judging from their appearance, they come with bad intentions."
The founder of Shura Palace was really confused.
"Could it be that they are the subordinates of the Sea God? The Sea God knew that we were going to deal with him, so he sent people to kill us?" Wutan continued to pretend to be ignorant.
"It's possible." The ancestor of Shura Palace nodded.
"Wutian, I didn't expect to meet you here. It's good this way, so we don't have to go to the five continents. If you know what's good for you, commit suicide quickly, and I will leave your body intact." The purple-clothed man in the lead said in a haughty manner.
This person is none other than the Son of God of the Fifth Tribulation.
"Do you know me?" Wutan was still pretending.
The purple-clothed man said calmly, "Don't talk nonsense to me. If I tell you to commit suicide, then do it now. If you wait for me to do it, you will end up with nothing but ashes. And you, commit suicide too."
"Me?" The ancestor of Shura Palace pointed at his nose, looking surprised.
"That's right, it's you. Hurry up and don't waste my time." said the man in purple. The contempt on his face made the ancestor of Shura Palace furious.
But he held back.
Because from the first words of the man in purple, he judged that these people were not the subordinates of the Sea God, but simply came for Wutan. It is possible that Wutan had offended someone in the past and now came to take revenge.
So, he chose to swallow his anger and watch from the sidelines.
Wutan did not move either. He put his hands behind his back and looked at the man in purple silently.
Seeing this, another son of God with a more deformed appearance turned to look at the man in purple and said with a smile: "Brother Mu, these two losers ignored you."
The purple-robed man glanced at him and said calmly, "Then do you know what to do?"
The Deformed Son of God was slightly stunned, then nodded repeatedly, grinning and said, "I understand, these two losers are not worthy of Brother Mu's action, I am willing to do it for you and kill them."
"Yeah." The man in purple nodded, really enjoying the feeling of being flattered.
Suddenly, his eyes fixed.
The deformed Son of God's body suddenly cracked before he could take a step, blood splattered in all directions, and his screams of pain were extremely piercing!
Strong!
A thought arose in my mind.
However, when he looked at Wutan and the other person opposite him, he found that they did not move at all and looked calm!
who is it
The purple-clothed man was startled and looked around for the person who was causing trouble.
The same was true for the remaining eight Sons of God and a hundred elders, their brows filled with surprise and doubt.
"ah… "
With the last scream, the deformed body and soul of the Son of God were torn into pieces, and with a bang, they fell into the sea and were swallowed by the sea!
In the end, it will only become blood food for the siren.
This was naturally the masterpiece of the founder of Shura Palace. The deformed Son of God kept calling people trash. How could a pseudo-saint overlord like him endure such humiliation from a small, ant-like character
So he got angry, and the consequences were very serious. He used his great magical powers to silently dismember the deformed Son of God.
Wu Tian was right beside the founder of Shura Palace, so he naturally noticed something. His eyes gleamed, and he said with a bow, "Senior, you really have a good method."
He revealed this sentence intentionally to the God Clan and others, so he did not deliberately conceal it, nor did he deliberately amplify the voice. It was a very ordinary conversation.
Ten thousand miles apart, such a long distance, if it were just an ordinary person, he would definitely not know what Wutan was talking about, but the people of the God Clan are not simple characters.
Naturally, I heard every word clearly!
All of a sudden, they all became furious and looked at the founder of Shura Palace with murderous intent.
"You dare to use evil magic to kill the Son of God, you really deserve to be killed. Go ahead, cut that rubbish into pieces!" the purple-clothed man shouted coldly.
He had no doubt that the founder of Shura Palace possessed absolutely overwhelming strength, he just thought that he was using evil magic.
This is the sorrow of the gods. Even though they have declined, in their eyes, they are still the strongest race in the world, and they cannot let go of the glory and pride that no longer belongs to them.
In their hearts, the gods are the sky, the gods are gods, and everyone else is trash, ants, and they are disdained.
Murderous intent flashed in the eyes of the Shura Palace's ancestor. He flicked his sleeves and a terrifying aura roared out.
Wherever it passes, it is like a hurricane sweeping through, rolling up huge waves!
The Son of God and one hundred elders of the God Clan were like tiny ants at this moment. They were crushed into a bloody mist, and no bones were left!
Wu Tian hurriedly said: "Leave one alive!"
The founder of Shura Palace said expressionlessly: "Give me a reason."
Wu Tian said: "I want to search their souls to see if they are from the Sea Clan."
The Shura Palace ancestor's eyes flashed, and his big hand turned in the air. A son of God who was about to die on the spot suddenly appeared in front of Wutan.
Wu Tian pointed out with one finger and Po Tian attacked with one finger, piercing through the man's qi sea and destroying his cultivation. However, in an instant, all his memories were read.
With a palm strike, the man fell to the ground.
The massacre of the founder of Shura Palace also just came to an end.
He waved his hand, dispersing the hurricane formed by the sea water, and asked, "What did you find?"
Wu Tian gloated and said, "You are in big trouble."
"What do you mean?" The founder of Shura Palace raised his eyebrows.
Wu Tian said: "These people are from the God Clan, and their identities are extremely noble. The ten men in purple are the sons of God, and the rest are the elders of the God Clan."
Upon hearing the word "God clan", the pupils of the Shura Palace ancestor suddenly shrank, filled with fear.
Wu Tian added: "Originally, the God Clan came to deal with me and the Wushan Tribe, but you killed them all. Moreover, before the ten great God Sons died, they reported the news that you killed them back to the God Realm. I guess the God King has now put you on the list of those who must be killed."
The Shura Palace ancestor’s brows darkened deeper and deeper, and he stared at Wutan without saying a word.
It ended in disappointment. All he saw on Wu Tian's face was gloating and irritability.
The founder of the Shura Palace asked in confusion: "I know why the gods are targeting you, but why are they targeting the Wushan tribe?"
Wu Tian raised his lips and said truthfully, "You don't know that the goddess of the God Clan, Xian Bitong, the daughter of the God King, was schemed by Gongsun Haoshu, who not only took away her God Puppet, but also released half of her bloodline power. She was even almost killed by Gongsun Haoshu in the ancestral land of the Western Regions. That's why the God King took his anger out on the Wushan Tribe."
"Really?" The founder of Shura Palace questioned.
Wu Tian said calmly: "If you don't believe it, you can ask Li Tian to ask Cang Shen, or Jiao Huang and Ying Long, they all know very well."
The founder of Shura Palace fell silent, obviously not believing Wutan’s one-sided statement, and secretly notified Li Tian to investigate the matter.
Wutan smiled faintly. These were all facts and it didn’t matter how he investigated.
Of course, some are fake.
For example, the story of the gods fighting against the Wushan tribe was something he made up.
In fact, the target of the gods is only him.
He just wanted to mix truth and falsehood to disrupt the thinking of the founder of Shura Palace and make it difficult for him to detect his real conspiracy.
Immediately, he closed his eyes slightly and communicated with the Tongtian Divine Tree.
As the saying goes, practice makes perfect.
Wutan and Shenmu have communicated many times, and now he can basically see the situation in the divine realm in about ten breaths.
As Wutan had expected, when they learned that the people they sent out were completely wiped out, the two rulers of the divine world, the God King and the Great Clan Elder, were extremely furious.
After some discussion and deliberation, the two agreed that the founder of Shura Palace only had the cultivation level of the ninth calamity, so they sent out seven sons of gods of the ninth calamity to deal with the two.
The two men thought they were very smart and believed that Wutan and the other two would definitely die this time.
But they didn’t know that Wutan had already labeled them as idiots in his heart.
With the divine puppets here, even if we send three sons of gods with pseudo-saint combat power, they will only die.
"Oh, look at my head, how could I forget about this."
"When I snatched the divine puppet from Gongsun Haoshu, Xian Bitong had already returned to the divine world with the Tongtian Divine Tree. The ancient continent was blocked by the Tongtian Bridge with divine power, so the God King naturally had no way of knowing about this..."
"I don't know if the God puppets are in my hands. Maybe I can set up a trap to kill them one by one and destroy the God Clan step by step..."
"However... the God King is a Great Sage at the Great Accomplishment Stage, and the Great Clan Elder is a Great Sage at the Small Accomplishment Stage. They are both difficult to deal with. It seems that we need to think of a way..."
"Let me think about it. Blood has a vitality comparable to that of the water of life. After absorbing it for more than 40 years, Qiankun Demon City should have improved its strength by a lot... And the three great artifacts of Tongtian Gate are estimated to be awakening soon..."
"If that's the case, then it won't be that difficult to kill the God King and the elders of the great clans..."
Wu Tian thought silently, his mind left the divine world, returned to his body, and sent a message to Xiao Wu Hao: "Help me see if the strength of Qiankun Demon City has improved, and when the three divine objects of Tongtian Gate will fully awaken."
Not long after, Xiao Wuhao responded: "I asked Gu Cheng, and he said that his combat power has been improved to the level of a minor great sage."
"So fast?" Wu Tian was surprised.
Xiao Wuhao said: "Nonsense, Gu Cheng's cultivation level has not fallen, but his main body has been severely damaged. As long as his main body is slightly repaired, his strength will rise. As for the awakening time of the three gods, I can't be sure. It may be awakened immediately, or it may take a few years."
(End of this chapter)