"We will all die." The vast heaven slowly sank to the ground, and Boluoduo said in a deep voice: "If we don't make any changes and continue to be arrogant, we will be completely annihilated."
The secret guards didn't say a word. They looked at Boluoduo blankly.
Bo Luo is a wise man. He has wisdom and profound knowledge, so he can become one of the three chief judges of the Yu Dynasty. He can trace back time through the Yu clan's classics and see through some unknown things behind the fog of history.
And they were just secret guards, spies belonging to the Grand Tribunal. Although they were Boluo's confidants, and even followed him into the disciples of Hua Daoren and Mu Taoist, they did not have the ability to understand what was in Boluo's heart. Hidden worries.
"Forget it, I can't tell you clearly." Boluoduo waved his hand and said calmly: "Anyway, as long as you believe that I am walking on the right path and I am leading you on the right path, that's enough."
The ground trembled slightly, and the vast heaven had sunk three thousand feet into the ground. It was surrounded by walls made of thick alloys, with extremely complex and beautiful lines carved on them. Powerful power quickly shuttled through the extremely fine lines, and all the lines on the wall were emitting a dazzling light, like countless fireflies flying happily.
Ji Hao's toes were suspended three inches above the ground. He was less than a foot away from Bo Luo Duo. He restrained all his aura. He was even more afraid that Bo Luo Duo had some unknown talents and magical powers, so he didn't even look at him. Instead, he stared at the boots on Boluo's feet and a dark golden orb inlaid on his boots.
Braudo raised his hands, and the authority emblems given to him by the powerful elders released a strong light. The void in front of him squirmed violently like water waves, and Braudo recited a sentence in a low voice.
Ji Hao's ears twitched. This is the native language of the Yu tribe, and it should be an ancient language that was popular in the Panyu world in ancient times. Ji Hao had learned the common language used by the Yu people in the Witch Palace, but at the moment, he could only hear a few simple notes of the language used by Boluoduo, and knew nothing about the rest.
A door of light opened in front of Braudal. Braudal stood carefully outside the door of light and stretched his hands into the radiant door of light. With a "click" sound, Braudan pulled out a strange machine densely covered with gears and pull rods from the light door. He quickly moved several turntables with his hands and pulled down a few pull rods.
With a 'click', the ground in front of Bo Luo suddenly cracked, and a downward staircase appeared in front of Bo Luo with a faint fluorescent light. Braudo forcefully pushed the complex machinery in front of him back into the light door, and then the light door closed quietly.
Palm-sized runes lit up on the steps in front of Bo Luo. He gave instructions to the secret guards behind him. The secret guards drew their weapons and stood near the entrance of the stairs. Bo Luo Dai walked down the stairs alone.
Ji Hao followed Boluoduo, and the seventy-two avatars turned into traces of smoke and clung to his long hair, and they followed silently.
After walking down the stairs for a while, the front suddenly opened up. A huge door made entirely of gold, with hundreds of thousands of gems of various colors inlaid on the surface, appearing in front of Ji Hao.
A total of thirty-six humanoid puppets with radiant bodies, translucent bodies, about three feet tall, and an aura comparable to that of a strong man in the sun and moon realm were lined up in front of the door. Coming over, the eyes of these humanoid puppets lit up at the same time.
With a 'buzz' sound, the humanoid puppets emitted powerful energy fluctuations, the void was distorted, and the spiritual energy was disordered. Bo Luoduo was forced by the aura emitted by these humanoid puppets. His body suddenly swayed, and his eyes suddenly bulged more than an inch high.
He hurriedly stretched out his hands, and the vertical eye emblems lit up. The light in the eyes of these humanoid puppets dimmed, and they moved left and right to make way for a passage.
Braudo walked to the golden door. He pressed his hands on the two palm prints that were sunk three inches deep into the door frame. With a gentle push, the golden door that was hundreds of feet high and several feet thick became silent. It slid open to both sides, revealing the huge hemispherical space behind it.
One hundred and twenty-four colorful light balls that are ten miles in size are suspended in mid-air, like eternal stars, rotating sometimes quickly and sometimes slowly in the hemispherical space following a specific trajectory.
The walls of the spherical space are inlaid with more than 100,000 head statues of dragons, phoenixes, unicorns, Suanni, Yasu, Chaos and other rare animals of various shapes. These statues must have communicated with the huge spiritual veins below Liangzhu. Each statue opened its mouth wide and spewed out streams of substantial spiritual energy from heaven and earth, continuously injecting it into one hundred and twenty-four light balls.
In the mid-air of the hemispherical space, countless large and small light curtains are looming. The real-time images in every street, alley, and ditch corner of Liangzhu can be clearly seen in these light curtains.
There is no doubt that this is not only the control core of the entire Liangzhu ultimate city defense formation, but also the monitoring center where the Supreme Council of Elders of the Yu Dynasty monitors every move of the entire Liangzhu.
Ji Hao opened his eyebrows and eyes, and he saw countless rays of various colors that were tens of thousands of times thinner than hair connecting the one hundred and twenty-four light balls. These rays of light twisted and erratic in the air, outlining countless extremely complex formation patterns.
In this hemispherical space with a diameter of more than five hundred miles, countless figures wearing translucent gray robes and translucent figures fluttered back and forth lightly. When Boluoluo opened the door and walked in, these figures only glanced at him slightly. No one came up to say hello to him, and no one said a word to him.
"Huh? Lord Boluodu... This place does not seem to fall under the jurisdiction of the Grand Tribunal."
A low, thick sound, like two large iron ingots hitting each other, came from the air.
Ji Hao raised his head and saw dozens of translucent figures over five feet tall, emitting strong and astonishing soul fluctuations, slowly descending from the sky. Among these people are the Yu clan and the Xiu clan, and most of them are from the Xiu clan.
They are not strangers.
They are the soul bodies preserved by some secret method after the alien body died!
I don’t know what kind of secret method they used. Although these guys are only in a fragile spirit state, their souls are so powerful that even Ji Hao was amazed - they are just fragile spirits, but the original power of their souls is at least as powerful as those of the powerful elders outside. More than ten times!
If they were given a suitable physical body, their power would be ten times greater than that of the powerful elders of the Sun and Moon Realm!
Ji Hao suddenly understood why the Westin family and many representatives of the Yu family were so enthusiastic about Blood Sea Flesh Ganoderma when they were in Kuimen.
The colorful cauldron in his lower abdomen jumped slightly, and Ji Hao clearly felt the colorful cauldron's 'appetite' for these spirits.
(End of chapter)