Looking at Xiang Tiandi, the Heavenly Lord of Death Pestilence smiled and shook the bells on his feet. Thinking of Xiang Tiandi's horrifying progress, he couldn't help but be shocked.
"Xiang Tiandi has not only mastered the Thunder Method, but he can also maintain the Heavenly Perception at all times. He can also use the power of the Thunder Sect to control the Heavenly Thunder.
"His Degree of Enlightenment has exceeded 160%. The Heavenly Realm can appear in the Physical World and expand his Divine Realm. He can even change the spatial structure of the Physical World semi-permanently.
"Not to mention that his other martial arts and Taoist techniques have all improved by leaps and bounds. His recovery speed is very fast.
"And those mutated weapons … I'm afraid that in the Celestial Court, Xiang Tiandi's strength is enough to rank in the top three, excluding the Celestial Masters and the Emperor Gods.
"The God of Tribulation … His Majesty was right. Only the God of Tribulation can recover so quickly."
Thinking of this, the Heavenly Lord of Death Pestilence nodded at Xiang Tiandi. "Until yesterday, we contacted the Emperor Gods in seclusion, but he still didn't give us a clear answer. He only told us to be patient and prepare for the wedding."
The Heaven Monarch of Death Pestilence rubbed his chest and sighed. "I have this uneasy feeling in my heart today. The Heaven Venerables and the God Emperor have joined hands to plan this wedding. There must be an extraordinary meaning behind it. We must make full preparations today."
"After you go to Donghua City and kill Zhou Bai, you can sneak into today's wedding banquet and see what they are up to."
Xiang Tiandi nodded. "Got it."
After making arrangements for Xiang Tiandi, the Heavenly Lord of Death Pestilence turned into a gust of wind and returned to the other side of the Heavenly Palace, where many orthodox gods of the Plague Division were waiting.
The leader was an old man who was as thin as a skeleton. He was the Heavenly Lord of Blight of the Plague Division.
Standing next to him was a little boy who looked about five or six years old. He had two braids on his head. He was the Heavenly Lord of Poison Punisher, who was said to have mastered the most Dusk Dao techniques.
The little boy touched the braids on his head and said casually, "Death Pestilence, you are finally here. It's almost time. Let's go."
The Heaven Monarch of Death Pestilence strode forward with his snow-white long legs, and the bells on his hands and feet rang softly.
She walked to the side of the two Heaven Monarchs and sent a voice transmission: "I have already discussed it with Xiang Tiandi. He will come over after he kills Zhou Bai. Other than him and Fan Ming, the other two marshals of the Thunder Department have also secretly returned. They are lying in ambush in outer space. As soon as the order is given, they will bring reinforcements. "
The Thunder Department was the number one war machine of the Celestial Court. Throughout the year, they would send at least two marshals to attack outer space to kill the Sky Demon, as well as to conquer Mars, Zhenxing, and other places.
This time, the Heavenly Monarch of Death Pestilence had also called back the two Thunder Department Marshals who were fighting outside. Obviously, he was fully prepared.
Heavenly Monarch Exploding Sickness said, "Then let's go." After saying that, he flicked his index finger lightly, and a golden stripe soared into the sky like a beam of aurora shuttling across the sky.
Along with the golden stripe, the gods of the Plague Department were about to fly to the depths of the Milky Way Heavenly Palace. At this moment, the Heaven Monarch of Death Pestilence turned around and looked at True Lord Yan, instructing him, "Don't go to the wedding this time. Stay here and guard this place."
True Lord Yan was slightly stunned, and he said doubtfully, "There is a great formation protecting it, and it is also in the Milky Way Heavenly Palace. There should be no need to guard it …"
The Heaven Monarch of Death Pestilence said coldly, "Then how did Li Xiuzhu steal the thing last time? You stay at home and guard the Plague Department. Wait for us to come back after the wedding. "
The other Heaven Monarchs and righteous gods also felt that this was reasonable. This time, the wedding of the Celestial Court involved almost all the immortals and gods, and they all rushed to the wedding. It was better to leave one person behind to guard the house.
The Heaven Monarch of Death Pestilence looked at True Lord Yan and thought, This guy's cultivation is low to begin with, and even after comprehending the Supreme Palace Nine Imperial Calculus, he still hasn't made any progress. He won't be of much help if I bring him out. It's better to keep him here to guard the house.
The Heaven Monarch of Death Pestilence saw that everyone agreed, and no one stood up to help him. The next moment, his face turned red with anger, and his shame turned into anger. Death Pestilence … This woman is too much. Just because I lost to a mortal like Zhou Bai?
It's best if all of you die in an accident at the wedding. That way, I will be the number one righteous god of the Plague Department.
Looking at the backs of the gods leaving, True Lord Yan slowly exhaled. One day, I want all of you to see me.
On the way back, the more True Lord Yan thought about it, the angrier he became. He decided to cultivate hard after going back, and one day, he would surpass the Heavenly Monarch and become the top expert of the Celestial Court.
Suddenly, he saw a familiar figure appear on the auspicious clouds in the distance. He immediately transmitted his voice and shouted, "Tan Lang?"
True Lord Greed's body shook, and he turned around. Stepping on the auspicious cloud, he flew to True Lord Yan.
True Lord Greed: "You?"
True Lord Yan: "You?"
True Lord Greed: "I …"
True Lord Yan: "I …"
Thinking of their recent situation, both of them looked a little embarrassed. It was True Lord Yan who broke the silence and said, "Alas, Heavenly Monarch of Death Pestilence asked me to go back and look after the house. He said that he was afraid that someone would steal from the Plague Department on the day of the wedding."
"Me too. Heavenly Monarch of Death Pestilence also asked me to go back and look after the house." Hearing this, True Lord Greed immediately sighed. "It's probably because I lost to Zhou Bai. Now, everyone in the department, whether they are righteous gods or mortals, looks down on me."
The two of them complained to each other for a long time, and True Lord Yan suddenly said, "Xiang Tianjun is still under house arrest in the Thunder Department, and he can't attend the wedding this time. Why don't we go and visit him?"
Thinking of Xiang Tiandi kneeling to Zhou Bai and revealing his demon form, True Lord Greed nodded and said, "Brother Yan is right. I'm afraid that Xiang Tianjun has suffered more than us in the past three months."
Therefore, the two of them stepped on the same auspicious cloud and flew toward the place where Xiang Tiandi was under house arrest.
…
Meanwhile, in Donghua City, thousands of kilometers away from the Central City, the people in the city were still living their lives as usual. The festive atmosphere in the Central City did not reach here at all.
Li Xiuzhu stood at the entrance of an alley on the street. He looked much thinner than a few months ago. His eyes were sunken, but they were still very lively.
Just like that, Li Xiuzhu watched as the streets, which used to be bustling with traffic before going to work, gradually became empty. Everyone was working like gears, living according to the rules set by the experts.
He sighed softly in his heart.
Nowadays, in the five major cities of the human race, 99% of the human race were treated as the cheapest labor force and the most basic consumables. The masters at the top constantly exploited the labor of ordinary people to satisfy their own needs for food, clothing, housing, and various other cultivation needs.
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