Inside the Sect Master's sleeping quarters.
Jian Wushuang looked at the Zenith Celestial corpse, which was emitting the aura of a mid-level Sovereign, and nodded in satisfaction.
It was not an exaggeration to say that the Zenith Celestial corpse was Jian Wushuang's second clone. The strengthening of the Zenith Celestial corpse was naturally equivalent to the strengthening of Jian Wushuang's strength.
This gave Jian Wushuang a little more confidence in the coming battle of the catastrophe.
With a wave of his hand, Jian Wushuang stored the Zenith Celestial corpse into the Heaven Suppressing Monument. He then sat in the center of the Yin-Yang Eight Trigrams Diagram and began to absorb the void energy.
A large amount of void energy was absorbed by Jian Wushuang, and then converted into the purest divine power through the void energy crystal core.
This made Jian Wushuang feel comfortable all over.
The next morning, Jian Wushuang held a morning meeting.
This was the homework that the Sect Master had to do.
The morning meeting was simple. It was for the various elders to report the situation of the sect, such as the recent major events in the universe, or which talented disciple in the sect showed signs of breaking through to the Scar level, and so on.
Generally speaking, it was just some trivial matters, just going through the motions.
Today's morning meeting was the same. After Jian Wushuang asked some routine questions, the elders left one after another.
On the throne, Jian Wushuang rubbed the space between his eyebrows, feeling a little tired.
It had to be said that the Sect Master was quite tired. Not only did he have to cultivate by himself, but he also had to manage tens of thousands of disciples in the sect. The mental and physical energy he used was simply incomparable.
"Sect Master."
After everyone left, Jiu Musk, who had a seductive figure and a charming face, quietly walked over and stood behind Jian Wushuang. She stretched out her slender fingers and was about to massage Jian Wushuang's shoulders.
Her hands had just touched Jian Wushuang's shoulders when Jian Wushuang suddenly stood up as if he had been electrocuted. He frowned and looked at her coldly. "What are you doing?"
"Huh?"
Jiu Musk was shocked by Jian Wushuang's tone and a look of panic flashed across his face.
"Sect Master, I … I just saw that you were tired and wanted to help you relieve your tiredness."
"No need."
Jian Wushuang said coldly.
"Sect Master, didn't you ask me to serve you well a few days ago …"
Jiu Musk was startled when he heard this. Then, he said with a blank expression.
Just a few days ago, after the morning meeting, 'Jian Wushuang' held her hand with a smile and asked her to serve him well.
For this reason, she had specially worn a red chiffon dress today. One could vaguely see the spring in her red dress, showing off her beautiful figure.
Why did Lord Sect Master's face suddenly change today?
Wasn't this change in attitude a little too fast?
Jian Wushuang's lips twitched. He didn't even need to think to know that this was a trick played by the Zenith Divine Corpses.
"No need. I don't need a maidservant."
Forcefully suppressing his temper, Jian Wushuang said with a frown, "From now on, Jiu Musk is my maidservant.
"Jiu Musk, from now on, you are no longer my maidservant. Return to Limestone Mountain and cultivate. Cultivation is the most important thing."
Jiu Musk trembled when she heard this. Her face paled a little.
Although Jian Wushuang's words were euphemistic, to put it bluntly, wasn't he chasing her away?
"I understand."
Jiu Musk bit her lower lip and nodded. Then, she left in a sorry state.
Jian Wushuang looked at Jiu Musk's back and couldn't help but shake his head slightly. Then, he turned around and pressed the button for the secret room in the Sect Master's bedroom. He stepped into the secret room.
After entering the bedroom, Jian Wushuang sat down on the Yin-Yang Eight Trigrams Formation. A large amount of virtual power surged toward Jian Wushuang.
Now that the war between the Void Universe and the Divine Force Universe was about to break out, he must seize every minute to improve his strength!
.....
At the same time.
At the 87th fissure in the Void.
Among the beehive-like palaces, in the palace in the middle.
Pitter-patter. Pitter-patter.
Muffled footsteps were heard.
Thirty-four Virtual Venerables strode into the main hall.
"Lord Virtual God, all the fissure in the Void Forbidden Area have been investigated."
A low voice came from the cocoon on the throne in the main hall.
"Hmm? Did you find anything? "
Among the thirty-four Virtual Venerables, a Virtual Venerable with eyes all over his body but no hands, stepped forward and replied energetically, "Lord Virtual God, you're wise.
"Sir Void God is wise. When we investigated the 23rd crack, we found that it could lead to the Divine Power Universe! Unfortunately, we didn't catch the black-robed man who escaped into our universe. "
The being in the silkworm cocoon seemed to have expected this answer. "Don't worry about this person. I reckon this isn't the first time he has come to our Void Universe. When the great calamity begins, this person will naturally surface."
After a pause, the deep and hoarse voice came from the cocoon again.
"If that's the case, then let the war begin in advance!"
When these words were spoken, the expressions of everyone in the hall changed. Immediately after, joy surged in their eyes.
Hearing Lord Virtual God's words, could it be that … Lord Virtual God has completely recovered?
Crack.
Crack.
Before they could think further, a crack appeared on the cocoon wrapped in layers of white silk.
Wisps of black mist as black as ink came out of the crack.
Crack! Crack!
Crack! Crack!
Soon after, more and more cracks appeared!!
Finally!
Bang!!
An earth-shattering sound came out, and the entire cocoon exploded!
A tall figure shrouded in endless black mist slowly stood up from the cocoon.
His entire body was shrouded in black mist, making it impossible to see him clearly. Only a pair of scarlet demonic eyes revealed a supreme and breathtaking aura.
Under this pair of eyes, even heaven and earth had to bow down and the universe had to boil. He was above all living beings, sitting alone in the clouds like a god overlooking the world.
"Greetings, Lord Virtual God!"
"Greetings, Lord Virtual God!"
Instantly, all thirty-four Virtual Venerables, including the Left and Right Void Messengers, knelt down.
Whether they were the lords of a sacred ground, the sect masters of an immortal orthodoxy, or extremely ancient existences, they all knelt at the feet of this black mist figure, their eyes filled with extreme fanaticism.
The Virtual God was the master of the entire Virtual Universe!
No one dared to disobey his orders!
He was the absolute god of the Virtual Universe!
The Virtual God shrouded in black mist only glanced at them and did not say anything.
His figure rose into the air, as if the heavens were kneeling at his feet and lifting him up.
"It's been a hundred thousand Virtual Eras. Eon God, it's time for us to meet again."
The Virtual God put his hands behind his back and muttered to himself. His gaze seemed to pierce through the two universes and see Eon God in the Divine Power Universe.
The next moment.
He pressed his right hand down slightly.
"Let the war of the catastrophe begin."
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