"How come so many forces from other continents have come to my Xuanyuan Continent?"
The Turtle Immortal was a little puzzled and kept talking to himself. He did not expect to get an answer from Zhu Shirong because there was no way Zhu Shirong would know the answer to such a thing.
Sure enough, Zhu Shirong also shook his head and said, "I don't know what it is, but it is definitely a big deal. The divine capital Fengjing is going to be in chaos for a while."
The Turtle Immortal nodded and said, "Yes, in troubled times, evil will surely appear. I already feel a sense of crisis at this moment."
When one reaches the realm of Martial Saint, one can sense something in the dark.
Some time ago, when the Turtle Immortal was in a state of meditation, he accidentally saw a sea of blood and countless corpses. But when he woke up from his meditation, he could not grasp that mysterious feeling.
This made the Turtle Immortal feel a sense of crisis. He didn't know what this portended, but it was obvious that it was definitely not a good thing.
Zhu Shirong nodded. He would occasionally feel something, the blood rain was pouring down, but he had no idea what it meant.
Nowadays, countless powerful forces have arrived in Fengjing, the capital of the gods that has always been peaceful and tranquil, making Fengjing, the capital of the gods, become turbulent. No one knows what kind of catastrophe will happen in the end.
After talking about some things about the Xuanming Temple, Zhu Shirong warned Chen Lei and others: "Chen Lei, you must be careful during this period. The people in the Xuanming Temple are self-centered and arrogant. They have never suffered such a loss before. They will definitely retaliate. You must be very careful with the Xuanming Temple."
Chen Lei nodded, agreeing with Zhu Shirong's advice. With his understanding of the Xuanming Temple, it goes without saying that after suffering such a loss, he would definitely seek revenge.
However, Chen Lei was not afraid. After all, this was the Xuanyuan Continent, where the Xuanmeng headquarters was located, and they would never tolerate the Xuanming Temple's chaos.
After the dinner, Chen Lei and others said goodbye and left. It was originally a very happy gathering, but the incident with the Xuanming Temple made everyone lose interest.
At this time, Chen Lei and others no longer had the mood to continue strolling around, and they all returned to the inn.
Not long after Chen Lei and others returned to the inn, someone came knocking on the door.
The inn where Chen Lei and others stayed was an independent courtyard. Although such a courtyard was more expensive, it was convenient, private, and comfortable.
Hearing someone knocking on the door, Xiong Da hurried over and opened the door.
"Chen Lei is here, come and receive the oracle!"
A guy wearing a black robe and looking like a charlatan, looked down on Chen Lei and others with a condescending expression. He looked down on Chen Lei and others from the bottom of his heart and did not treat Chen Lei and others equally, let alone respect them.
"What are you waiting for? Kneel down and welcome the oracle!"
Seeing that Chen Lei and the others did not try to persuade them, this charlatan-like guy could not help but shout again and urged them impatiently.
"What the hell are you doing?"
Xiong Da was immediately angered by the attitude of this charlatan-like guy and couldn't help but yell at him.
"How dare you be disrespectful to the messenger of God? Slap me in the face!"
The guy who looked like a charlatan had a cold expression on his face. He raised his hand and slapped Xiong Dabian hard.