The golden giant hesitated and said, "The Sacred Burial Valley is full of twists and turns. Even I could die there. What if Fang Yun considers me an enemy?"
Shu Zun said nothing.
The golden giant was helpless, realizing that Tree Lord thought this question was not worth answering. Obviously, Tree Lord had already sided with Fang Yun.
"Junior understands." The golden giant sighed helplessly.
Not only the Fire Clan and the Ancient Demons are taking action, but all races in the myriad worlds are gradually preparing for the Holy Burial Valley.
The momentum of the demon world is particularly grand.
In the minds of the monsters, the Holy Burial Valley should have been the private property of the monster world. However, over the endless years, in order to win over various races, the monster world had been coerced or made exchanges to give foreign races numerous places in the Holy Burial Valley and methods of entering.
In a square formed by endless branches of the Holy Trees, there stood two thousand one hundred and twenty-one great demon kings or great barbarian kings, from all races, and even more than a dozen of the ancestral gods shrouded in black divine mist.
Opposite these kings, there stood fourteen emperors. If Fang Yun were here, he would definitely recognize two of them.
One was the Demon King Guxu, with whom he had fought in the Blood Ray Realm, and the other was Langchi, the king of the Ancestral God Clan, who he had met outside Ning'an City but had never fought.
They are making final preparations to enter the Holy Burial Valley.
Around the square stood countless demon kings and emperors, some of them envious and some indifferent. Not every demon was qualified to enter the Holy Burial Valley, and not every demon was willing to enter.
For example, the Demon King who was wrapped in golden armor all over his body could be canonized without entering the Holy Burial Valley. According to everyone's previous speculation, this Demon King could have been canonized many years ago, but he had been suppressing his power for the sake of the Holy Burial Valley. He had great ambitions.
All the kings and emperors were standing, only the Demon Emperor was sitting on the throne, as if he was in charge of this place.
The Poison Dragon King beside the Demon King coughed lightly and glanced at the kings with a cold gaze. Many kings whose realms were lower than the Great Khan could not help but tremble slightly. Ice and poison are the powers that the poisonous dragon is best at. If many monsters fight with the poisonous dragon, they are often killed before they can get close.
The Poison Dragon King said slowly: "Zhu Fangwei, step out!"
A hundred great demon kings walked to the front of all the kings, among whom there were even three great demon kings from the ancestral god clan.
The Poison Dragon King scanned the hundred demon kings with his dark green eyes, and said slowly: "There is a saying in the human race, don't be afraid of ten thousand, just be prepared for one. I don't believe Fang Yun is stupid enough to enter the Burial Valley before he becomes a great scholar, but maybe he will make a breakthrough in the next few days, and then enter to obtain the inheritance and treasures of the saints of the human race. Therefore, you, me, Lang Chi, and a few foreign kings whose names are inconvenient to disclose, once you enter the Burial Valley, you will go to the 'Holy Wall Canyon' at all costs to prevent Fang Yun from entering. As long as Fang Yun cannot enter the 'Blood Tomb Cemetery' of the human race, we will return to the demon world and get the rewards of the saints! After all, you all know in your hearts that unless we obtain the legendary God-given things, the treasures we can obtain and take away are far less than the rewards of the saints!"
The eyes of the one hundred great demon kings lit up. There were too many benefits to stopping Fang Yun this time. The demon saints had already given him rewards, even including the opportunity to practice in the ancestral land. By then, he would become an emperor, protect the tribe, and leave his name on the tree of saints.
At this moment, the Demon King raised his chin slightly, still not looking at the kings, still looking at the distant sky, a deep voice came from his visor, the sound was like bells and drums.
"Whoever kills Fang Yun, I will guarantee you a path to sainthood!"
The big square suddenly became lively, and the monsters were talking about it.
"This generation of Demon King is indeed powerful. Even ordinary half-saints dare not say that they will give the kings a path to sainthood."
"Since he said it, he must be able to do it. It seems that the rumors are true. This demon king knows many secrets of the myriad worlds. No wonder even the semi-saints ask him for help."
“I heard that Fang Yun killed him in the Blood Mang Realm. Everyone said it was a rumor, but he actually gave such a generous reward. I kind of believe it.”
"Only a great sage can dare to guarantee a path to sainthood, and it requires the consumption of countless divine objects and treasures. At least it can be seen that the hatred between the Demon King and Fang Yun is extremely deep."
After a few breaths, the Demon King said four more words.
"No matter what race!"
The demons' discussions became louder.
"In this case, all races in the myriad worlds, even humans, want to kill Fang Yun!"
"Then, my goal for entering the Holy Burial Valley this time must be changed. The main purpose is no longer to find the inheritance and treasures of the saints, but to kill Fang Yun!"
“That being said, the Holy Burial Valley is different from other realms. If you don’t have enough holy energy, enough bones, and enough holy thoughts, it won’t be easy to kill Fang Yun.”
"As long as Fang Yun doesn't enter the human race's blood tomb cemetery, the amount of holy energy and other things he can obtain is limited. How can he be our opponent?"
“Yes, he was only able to kill the kings in Ning’an City by borrowing the national fortune of Jingguo and the talent of the Holy Temple. Otherwise, Langyuan could easily kill him with just one claw!”
At this moment, the Holy Burial Valley is like the brightest flame in the world, attracting the attention of all races from all over the world.
There was silence in the Golden Palace of Jing Kingdom.
Liu Shan's departure seemed to have taken away the sound in the hall.
Fang Yun sat on the armchair and glanced at the left prime minister's party members with an indifferent expression and a slightly cold look.
"Go home and write a letter of apology, and submit it to the cabinet tomorrow. If you are willing to join the army or go to Liangjie Mountain or other places, your past will be forgiven. Otherwise, your crime will be increased. Your days in Jingguo are short, so spend the next few days with your family."
Fang Yun's voice was so cold that every member of the Zuo Xiang Party felt as if his literary courage was frozen.
Fang Yun wants to completely wipe out Liu Shan’s power and kill them all!
Such a ruthless and decisive declaration has never appeared in the history of Jing State. This is not just a tearing of the face, it is a slap in the face of Liushan and Zuo Xiang’s party, and even a slap in the face of the Zong family.
The eyes of Zuo Xiang's party were filled with sadness. At this time, let alone fighting back, there was no possibility of even discussing or changing their ways to betray Liu Shan and join Fang Yun.
From today on, the purge of Liushan's forces will be launched vigorously, leaving no trace.
"I... take my leave!"
After one person left, the rest of the Left Prime Minister's party members left one after another.
Fang Yun glanced at all the civil and military officials.
Except for the great scholars, everyone else bowed their heads as if they were meeting a king.
"The three judicial officials and the Ministry of War officials step out." Fang Yun said.
In the court, all officials from the Ministry of Justice, the Supreme Court, the Censorate and the Ministry of Justice came out, holding tablets in their hands, bowing to Fang Yun with the utmost respect.
"Pass on my oral order. Liu Shan formed a clique for personal gain and brought disaster to Jing State. From now on, investigate Liu's clique and punish them severely to serve as a warning to others!"
"Yes, sir!" All officials responded like subjects.
"Go ahead."
Fang Yun's voice was flat, but all the people from the four yamen walked out in a hurry with messy steps, as if they were facing a great enemy.
The remaining people watched this scene quietly, with different expressions.
As a minister, I exercise the power of the monarch.
Everyone thinks of one person and two words.
Zhao Gao called a deer a horse and lured the snake out of its hole.
All the officials were silent, the Queen Mother was silent, and Lord Jing was silent.
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