The first realm, the East, the Haotian Divine Kingdom.
Haotian City was built with golden rocks, and its city walls alone were hundreds of feet high. The magnificent palaces looked like ferocious beasts crouching inside the vast city.
Haotian City is the imperial capital of the Kingdom of God, where the most powerful people in the entire East Continent live.
Deep in the imperial palace under the cover of night, all the dignitaries of the Divine Kingdom gathered together, looking at one person with solemn expressions.
—Zhou Wenhao from the Sword Tower.
"This is the handwriting of the Jiang family's ancestor."
Zhou Wenhao presented the paper to Jiang Yu, the current emperor of Haotian Divine Kingdom, neither arrogant nor humble, and said, "Senior Jiang and others are trapped in the fifth realm. He has been most seriously infected by the death force and urgently needs Tianyuan Divine Pill and many other treasures to heal his injuries. Please prepare them as soon as possible."
Jiang Yu, who was dignified and imposing, had the appearance of a dragon and a tiger. Even in casual clothes, he looked impressive. He said in a deep voice, "It is indeed the handwriting of the ancestor!"
Zhou Wenhao was slightly annoyed: "My deceased master Jiang Ran was also a member of the Jiang family of Haotian Divine Kingdom. How could I talk nonsense?"
"The scroll came from the broken rock. It was sent to me by my junior brother Pang Jian using a secret method! Right now, not only your Haotian Divine Kingdom, but also the Ghost Sacrifice Sect, the Jiuli Sect, the Pure Land and other human holy places are trying their best to cooperate! This is related to the survival of the human race, please treat it with caution!"
"By the way, you should have heard about the deeds of the old dragon in the dragon cave a while ago, right? Only my Junior Brother Pang was able to freely enter and exit the fifth realm when those true gods were trapped!"
Zhou Wenhao, who had cultivated to the peak of the Nirvana Realm, did not show any fear when facing the many Immortal Realms of the most powerful divine country in the East. He held his head high and urged, "Please send the things to the Rock Continent as soon as possible!"
His confidence comes from the Sword Tower!
After Li Zhaotian was promoted to a true god and merged with the "Heavenly Ban" of Purgatory, he became the most unique existence among the true gods.
All powerful true gods can provide additional assistance through "Heavenly Ban" as long as the battle takes place in a world filled with spiritual energy.
Not long ago, Pang Jian suddenly showed up in the First Realm and captured the old dragon alive, making the Sword Tower famous throughout the world!
The fighting power displayed by this master and disciple restored the prestige and reputation of Jianlou to its peak period, and also allowed Zhou Wenhao to dare to show off his power in front of the powerful men of Haotian Divine Kingdom!
"Let's do it right away!"
At Jiang Yu's command, people naturally started to get busy everywhere, taking out the things that the Jiang family ancestor had requested on the paper from the secret treasury of the Kingdom of God.
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Jiuli clan.
Wang Ce, the elder of the Sword Tower, was present in person. When several strong men from the Li tribe showed up, he took out the Nine-Star Token of the King of Li and handed it to those people for inspection.
"No need to look." A gray-haired old woman glanced at the Nine-Star Token and said decisively: "What do you want our king to do for us?"
Wang Ce said: "The strongest elixir that benefits the blood and soul, and the most premium spiritual stone jade, King Li wants them all."
"Where to send him?" the old woman asked anxiously.
"I will lead it to the Rockshattered Land myself," Wang Ce replied.
"Give us some time, it will be quick!" The old woman, who was actually a thousand years younger than King Li and whose appearance was old only because she failed to ascend to the true god, urged loudly: "Did you all hear it? Then why don't you hurry and do it! This matter not only concerns our king, but also the future of the entire human race!"
"yes!"
"Yes, sir!"
The leaders of the major tribes turned into streaks of light and flew away.
Wang Ce nodded secretly, thinking: "No wonder King Li can become the leader of the true gods. In the sect under his governance, everyone regards the great cause of the human race as their lifelong pursuit."
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Ghost sacrifice to ancestors.
Guanghe came here in person and calmly threw out a token with many ghosts engraved on it, saying, "The Ghost Mother was injured in the fifth realm. She needs Ghost Yuan Pills, Spirit Ghost Immortal Grass, top-grade Jade Marrow, and those ghosts and spirits that have been imprisoned for ten thousand years."
Fang Hui, the elder of the Ghost Sacrifice Sect, held the token and looked at it for a few seconds, then said calmly, "We need some time."
"I'm waiting." Guanghe frowned slightly and said, "Please remember, it's you who should be anxious, not me."
"She is the fundamental reason why your Ghost Sacrifice Sect can still stand in the First Realm. If she dies in the Fifth Realm, the Ghost Sacrifice Sect will not be qualified to continue staying in Nanyuan and will have to move down."
"Because Mu Wentao has already died."
Guanghe didn't talk about the righteousness of the human race. He knew very well that the Ghost Mother was selfish, and so was the entire Ghost Clan.
He only said what would happen to Guiji Zong due to the death of the ghost mother.
"Half an hour!" Fang Hui's face changed, and he became anxious in an instant: "Please wait a moment! In just half an hour, we will definitely give you everything she needs!"
Guanghe said coldly: "As soon as possible."
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Several other elders of the Sword Tower also appeared in various forces in the First Realm, including the Pure Land, the Tianbao Li Family, the Yuanqing Divine Kingdom, the Taiyi Divine Kingdom, the Desolate Land, and the Ancient Law Sect.
As long as the true gods know about the spiritual materials and treasures controlled by the most powerful forces of the human race and think that they can help them recover, the elders of the Sword Tower will be responsible for asking for them.
—In the name of Pang Jian, Li Zhaotian, and as a token of trust from Zhu Ji, Li Wang and others.
In a powerful kingdom of God whose true god has fallen, no one dares to refuse under such circumstances. As long as it is a rare item that the family truly owns, they will present it obediently.
Because this matter concerns whether the human race can continue to survive in Purgatory, no one dares to neglect it.
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In a piece of broken land above the thick darkness, Zhu Ji used his ability to mobilize the filthy alien forces to form a halo with the energy of this world.
A gray halo lingered around the crowd, trying to isolate them from the power of death.
"It's no use."
Zhu Ji, who had long ago dispersed the "God's Dharma Image" and used his spiritual power to transform into a light curtain to cover his body, shook his head and said, "His death aura can penetrate everything. I can never really isolate it."
"Neither can I." King Li smiled bitterly.
The deep sea of stars that he had created could resist the penetration of foul alien forces, but it was powerless against the power of death.
"Neither can we." Su Wanrou sighed.
The true gods removed the "divine form" and used the spiritual light shield to protect their bodies. The shield could resist the influx of dirty and strange forces, but that special death force could still pass through.
As before, their vitality was still slipping away, and more strength was needed to dispel the breath of death.
—When they chose Li Zhaotian's path and were unwilling to obediently submit to the three fortunes, the omnipresent forces of death eroded them with even more violent offensive.
"Here it comes!" Jiang Fan said in a low voice.
In a bright spot in the broken earth, pills, utensils, top-grade chalcedony, and all kinds of rare treasures suddenly appeared.
Pang Jian held the bronze plate, emitting waves of light that connected to the rocky ground, and with the power that a "realm god" should have, he transferred items within the world of purgatory.
After a large number of rare treasures gradually appeared, the true gods whose blood and energy were exhausted seemed to see the light of hope again.
"For now, I can only transport supplies, but I can't send you to the upper realm."
Under the infection of the power of death, Pang Jian's exhaustion of energy and blood was not obvious. He immersed his consciousness in his own Dantian and realized that the plant laws belonging to the "Erosion Vine" were actually exerting their power secretly.
"The essence of plants and trees contains the vitality of creation. Is it an extension of the power of life?"
"Death and life are opposites. Because I have life forces that counteract them in my body, am I less affected than others by this level of death erosion?"
"If so, if I spread the power of life, is it possible to block the infiltration of the power of death?"
Pang Jian thought deeply about it, but did not rush to try it.
When he saw that Jiang Fan, Gui Mu and others had begun to recover their strength after getting the magic pills and treasures that he lacked, he became less anxious.
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Deep in the strange fog.
The messenger from the underworld flew all the way and led Pang Jian's immortal soul to a group of broken lands.
Pieces of broken land of varying sizes actually exist in the depths of the strange fog, and there are obvious signs of life activities!
There are no boundary walls around the broken lands, which means that those broken lands are not inside the "Prison" world.
"Once we're here, we're not far from the Underworld."
The messenger, whose spirit was placed in the bones of Fan Di, slowed down a little and said, "Pang Jian, how is the old dragon named Long Xiao now?"
Pang Jian, who was staring at the broken ground, answered casually, "The Nine Heavens Thunder God Tree is extracting His flesh and blood, absorbing the thunder power He has accumulated in our purgatory for ten thousand years, so as to produce Tao fruits one by one."
Changing the subject, Pang Jian asked curiously, "Why do you care about Him?"
"Not caring."
The dim light in the eye sockets of the Underworld Messenger flickered, and he said bitterly, "I am afraid! To be honest, the Underworld Gods from our Underworld are most afraid of the Thunder Gods from the Thunder Prison."
Pang Jian sneered: "So, was it you who caused Fan Di's death?"
"No!" The Underworld Messenger denied it, saying, "I left the Underworld in the form of a spirit. As a pure spirit, I have no ability to kill any Thunder God! What's more, He is a Thunder God from the demon race, so it is even more impossible for me to kill Him!"
At this point, Pang Jian no longer covered up anything and said, "As far as I know, the Underworld Messenger arranged by the Bronze-Faced God died before he arrived at the Thunder Prison."
"The one who killed him was the owner of the broken land in front. It has nothing to do with me!" The Underworld Messenger pointed forward and said, "Do you want to go over and take a look, or just go around and enter the Underworld as quickly as possible?"
"What level is the master of the Shattered Earth?" Pang Jian was stunned.
The Hell Messenger replied, "Probably the power level of a high-ranking god."
Pang Jian was shocked and asked again: "What ethnic group does he belong to?"
The Hell Messenger hesitated for a moment and said, "An alien spirit. A spirit without flesh and blood, but with extremely high intelligence."
As soon as these words came out, Pang Jian suddenly thought of the scene inside the unknown star where Youkui, under the instructions of the Bronze-faced God, tried to "nourish the weapon" with the pieces of the Star-Eaterer's limbs.
After the Star Devourer was captured, the essence of gold, silver, copper and iron was injected into his limbs to be condensed into the key material for making magical weapons and sharp blades.
As both are alien spirits, could it be that the Master of the Broken Earth knows something about what the Bronze-Faced God did
Because of a victimized alien spirit, the Lord of the Broken Earth would vent his anger on the God of the Underworld who was on good terms with the Bronze-Faced God
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(End of this chapter)