"Tsk …"
One of Xiang Tiandi's doppelgangers hid in the clouds, observing the situation in Donghua City.
"So fast. After subduing the immortals, they came directly to Donghua City to deal with Zhou Bai?"
"This way, most of the threats in the Physical World have been eliminated. The Great Spirit Official can now wait for Supreme Heaven to open without worry."
Inspiration surged in Xiang Tiandi's eyes. He crossed the distance of dozens of kilometers and looked at Zuo Dao, who was wrapped in the Ultimate Heaven Skeleton Armor.
"This Zhou Bai … feels a bit strange. With his personality, he doesn't look like someone who will just take a beating without fighting back."
Just as Xiang Tiandi was observing the battlefield from his hiding place, a few mechanical beasts slowly entered the clouds and flew to a place not far from him.
"Sky Demon? Sky Demon wants to intervene too? Or is he just here to observe like me … "
Just as Xiang Tiandi thought these Sky Demon were just passing by, Qian Wangsun's voice came from one of them.
"Xiang Tiandi, join forces with Zhou Bai to deal with the Great Spirit Official."
Xiang Tiandi was slightly stunned. "How did you find me? Are you trying to trick me? "
"Stop hiding, I'm not tricking you."
"You old man … every time I try to persuade you, it's the most time-consuming."
"With your mental illness, how can you not be distorted?"
Xiang Tiandi was still hiding in the clouds, showing no intention of showing himself.
Qian Wangsun continued, "Phew … all the righteous gods of the Celestial Court except for you have been captured. Don't you want to save them? You should know that humans and demons cannot coexist. Your companions who have been captured will not have a good ending. "
"Even if you can recover your cultivation in the future, I'm afraid they will have become a pile of materials by then."
Xiang Tiandi thought for a moment and knew that Qian Wangsun was right. He said slowly, "How did you find me?"
"I didn't follow you, and you weren't betrayed. This is not a trick. You are not distorted, and you are not hallucinating. This is not a scheme of the Great Spirit Official …"
"… It has nothing to do with Emperor God Hao Tian. You are finally done. You are really imaginative."
Hearing the other party voice out his various guesses, Xiang Tiandi was even more shocked. He even had the intention to give up on this clone and self-destruct at any time. "Who exactly are you?"
"My name is Qian Wangsun, the Bai Ze of this generation."
Hearing this answer, a hint of understanding flashed across Xiang Tiandi's eyes. "Bai Ze? No wonder … "
As a demon that had been active since the Human-Demon Era, Xiang Tiandi naturally had some understanding of Bai Ze's abilities.
There was even a hint of solemnity in his heart. "Bai Ze … and the Demon Saint, the Demon God, and the Torch Dragon … they are all the greatest pillars of the demon race. If the four of them were still around and fighting for the demon race, things would not have developed to this extent."
"Especially Bai Ze … Ever since the previous generation's Bai Ze was killed by Emperor God Hao Tian, the demon race lost his guidance and lost the initiative in many matters."
"For example, in this immortal god civil war, if Bai Ze was still around, we would not have been so passive. We could not even tell the difference between friend and foe."
"But all of this is built on the fact that this Qian Wangsun is really the Bai Ze of this generation. I hope he is not lying …"
"Qian Wangsun … I remember he was Zhou Bai's companion, right? Then he joined the Sky Flipping Sect. "
Just as Xiang Tiandi was thinking, Qian Wangsun's voice sounded again. "133987."
Xiang Tiandi was stunned. "What?"
Qian Wangsun said confidently. "The number you want me to guess. It proves that I am of Bai Ze's bloodline."
Xiang Tiandi was silent for a while, then said softly, "I did not think of this …"
Qian Wangsun said helplessly, "You will think of it in a while. I was wondering why your thinking speed is slower than my predictions. You can't do this."
Xiang Tiandi said coldly, "Then let's do it again. Prove your prediction ability."
…
In a dark mental world, Heretic tried his best to resist the corrosion of the Dutian Great Spirit Official.
As a Principal God with a 190% Dao Realization Degree, the Dutian Great Spirit Official would naturally not only use brute force to achieve his goals.
He was proficient in all kinds of dao techniques and martial arts. With a wave of his hand, he could use the exquisite dao techniques of various sects.
The Nightmare Heart Seizure he was using now was also a top-notch dao technique that attacked the mind. It contained the endless wonders of changing one's consciousness and operating one's primordial spirit.
Using it to cultivate one's self, it could sharpen one's temperament and Dao heart, laying a solid foundation for one's consciousness, primordial spirit, and mental state. It had a miraculous effect on improving and consolidating one's Dao Realization Degree.
Using it against an enemy could create endless illusions and attack the gaps in one's heart. After understanding the secrets in one's heart, it could create endless inner demon illusions, destroy one's consciousness, and take over one's body.
Thus, when Heretic tried his best to resist, the Nightmare Heart Seizure Technique displayed endless changes.
Heretic only felt his vision brighten. He had already appeared in the sky above the city.
A familiar voice rose up in his mind. It was his own voice. "Heretic, you are fighting for yourself, for your clan, for the human civilization, and you are willing to sacrifice yourself for these things … but is there really any meaning to this?"
Heretic snorted coldly. "You want to destroy my Dao heart? Destroy my primordial spirit? "
The voice continued. "Have you ever thought that as mixed-bloods of demons and demons … the more you fight, the more you resist, the more you are destroying the future of humanity?"
"Open your eyes and take a good look. What is the meaning of your persistence?"
"This is the history of Beyond Heaven, a lesson left behind by generations of mixed-bloods and pure-bloods …"
The scene in front of Heretic's eyes quickly stretched out. It was as if he had descended from the sky. With a whoosh, he landed in the city in front of him, watching the changes and development in the city.
He could see the population change year after year. He could see the cultivators' aptitude getting worse and worse. The number of cultivators, and even the average level of cultivators, were getting lower and lower.
The food growing formation was starting to lack maintenance.
The number of cultivators that could build cities was decreasing.
The number of students in the Dao Academy and Immortal Academy was decreasing every year.
The standards of cultivators choosing cultivators couldn't help but decrease.
The cultivators who didn't maintain the various magic treasures and formations caused the entire city's productivity to decline. Food became scarce, and living conditions continuously declined.
"The existence of mixed-bloods will only lead to more and more mixed-bloods in society, causing the average cultivation level to continuously fall, causing society to become more and more unstable …"
Large numbers of cultivators were standing on the streets, on the buildings, and in the sky. They were all shouting and slogans. Large amounts of characters filled the sky, expressing their demands.
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