After listening to Supreme Master Blood Wave's description, Jian Wushuang nodded his head. The Illusory soldiers that were fleeing in panic should be the army under the Rodu Star Sector of the Kirin Clan. More than half of them had been wiped out by him with one move.
After exchanging greetings outside the base camp for a while, everyone entered the base camp.
The monstrous Voids from before were no longer there. Instead, they were replaced by tranquil and ethereal Divine Power clouds.
The female disciples from the Divine Palace of Life had planted all sorts of ancient herbs and divine flowers outside the desolate entrance of the giant palace. It looked rather elegant amidst the sternness.
Jian Wushuang could not refuse anymore as Supreme Blood Wave and the others led him to the seat of honor. Hence, he took his seat.
Up until now, there were close to a hundred people in the palace. They had been chatting for close to ten days.
Qi Ting and Qi Gong also gradually integrated into this atmosphere.
They had the same goal and were working tirelessly for it. This made Qi Ting's prejudice a little fuzzy.
This group of people seemed to be willing to die for the Divine Power Universe.
What a bunch of idiots. Qi Ting shook his head and sighed inwardly.
The discussion went on for close to 15 days and ended with Jian Wushuang's deployment.
He waved his hand and put away the Divine Power Scrolls. As everyone began to head to their respective chambers, the palace was already empty.
Jian Wushuang rubbed his eyes tiredly. In another day, the Divine Palace of Life would begin its counterattack and purge the remaining Voids in the Divine Power Universe.
It had been tens of thousands of years since the Divine Power Universe had been declared to have fallen. More than half of the Star Region's God Nations had been infiltrated by Voids.
It would take a long time to purge them. Fortunately, the Voids needed Voids and could not be obtained in the Divine Power Universe. Their abilities were more or less affected.
Jian Wushuang had purged them first because he was worried about the Virtual Gods who had yet to return. He wanted to reorganize the Divine Power Universe as soon as possible before the Virtual Gods broke through the seal.
"Husband, you must be tired. Take a rest." Leng Rushuang, who was dressed in snow-white clothes, walked slowly from her chamber with a bowl of medicine.
Jian Wushuang quickly got up and took the medicine. "Thank you, my wife."
Leng Rushuang shook her head gently and smiled. "As long as it's for my husband, I will suffer. Drink it while it's hot."
Jian Wushuang felt slightly dizzy as he looked at the medicinal tonic in his hand that was emitting a lustrous luster.
"What's wrong, husband? Are you feeling unwell? Quickly drink some medicinal soup to nourish yourself," Leng Rushuang said somewhat anxiously.
Jian Wushuang didn't say much. He sat down with the medicine in his hand and didn't rush to drink it.
"Husband?"
"Aren't you being a little too impatient?" Jian Wushuang suddenly said calmly.
Leng Rushuang was stunned, but she still forced a smile and said, "What's wrong, husband?"
Jian Wushuang slowly raised his head, his eyes cold. "Who are you? How dare you pretend to be my wife?"
Leng Rushuang's expression changed greatly. Then, with a strange smile, she fled in a flash!
Vast divine power surged like a huge wave and directly enveloped the imposter Leng Rushuang.
As soon as Jian Wushuang thought of it, he directly captured it from a distance.
Leng Rushuang, who was captured, smiled strangely. A hoarse voice sounded from her mouth. "We meet again."
As if the ice and snow had melted, he was the only one left in the spacious hall. It was as if everything just now was his illusion.
"Enemy attack —"
An extremely pitiful voice sounded from the extraterritorial battlefield, then stopped abruptly.
Jian Wushuang was furious. His figure instantly shot out of the hall.
He saw that the dark, chaotic, and lawless extraterritorial battlefield had already been completely occupied by the Illusory Army that covered the sky.
It was like a huge wave that rose from the sky, mighty and mighty!
With just one look, Jian Wushuang knew that the Illusory Army besieging the main camp this time was many times more than the Illusory Army besieging the kirin tribe!
The monstrous void power suppressed all the divine power laws. Countless Illusory Venerables' eyes were red. They were just waiting for an order to tear the main camp standing in the extraterritorial battlefield into pieces.
Several streaks of divine power came to Jian Wushuang's side, all of them with solemn expressions.
"Damn it! When did these bastards come? Where are the patrolling disciples?! "Supreme Blood Wave shouted angrily.
Jian Wushuang slowly shook his head. The Divine Life Palace's disciples in charge of patrolling the perimeter were at most mid-level Supremes. In this premeditated battle, there were even many Six Mark Illusory Venerables. How could they guard against them?
At the front of the army that covered the sky, two figures completely covered in black robes appeared in front of Jian Wushuang's eyes.
Based on his intuition, Jian Wushuang felt that the figure that pretended to be Leng Rushuang in the hall just now was one of the two mysterious figures.
"All disciples of the Divine Life Palace, listen up." Jian Wushuang's deep voice resounded throughout the main camp. "All Supremes, come with me to meet the enemy. All disciples below the Supremes, retreat to the main hall and fight to the death!"
Jian Wushuang was already prepared to die!
All the disciples of the Divine Life Palace answered in unison. Those below the Supremes would retreat to the main hall, while those above the Supremes would follow Jian Wushuang to meet the enemy on the extraterritorial battlefield!
Qi Ting felt that he was very unlucky. His resolute face was ashen.
He had just arrived at the extraterritorial battlefield and didn't even have time to drink a cup of hot tea before encountering the invasion of the Illusory Universe. He was so anxious that he wanted to curse.
As the second prince of the Kirin Tribe, he didn't die on the battlefield of his own tribe. Instead, he died in this desolate extraterritorial battlefield?
He was unwilling to give up, but his sixth brother's eager expression made him even more depressed.
'What should I do? Should I run away now?' Qi Ting thought, but he quickly rejected the idea.
If he ran away before the battle, he was afraid that he would be killed by the unfriendly Half Martial Ancestor in his own camp before he could even take a step forward.
There was no way out left or right. Qi Ting gritted his teeth and risked his life to follow Jian Wushuang.
A total of nearly 500 Supremes hovered in the air. Facing the army of nearly 200,000 Illusory Soldiers that covered the sky, they looked a little sad.
Violent gales raged, blowing his hair and causing it to dance in the air.
The old Supremes in black robes stood quietly behind Jian Wushuang like a statue.
The Nine Tribulations King was expressionless as before, but the divine power of a Half-step Invincible Supremes had been activated to the peak.
Giant Axe Tianyi, Lanlan Leng Rushuang, and Lanlan Tianyi had each activated their divine power to the extreme, preparing to fight with their backs to the wall!
The aura of a Half Martial Ancestor surged around Supreme Blood Wave. This genuine aura made Qi Ting feel a little relieved. After all, a Half Martial Ancestor was an existence that had transcended the shackles. He could suppress an Invincible Supremacy with a wave of his hand.
Qi Ting had already made up his mind. Once the battle started, he would drag Qi Ting along and follow Supreme Blood Wave.
Just as Qi Ting made up his mind, two vast Illusory Forces suddenly surged in front of the Illusory Soldiers' army, making his face turn green.
That was the aura of two Half Martial Ancestors!
Since when was it so easy for a Half Ancestor to appear?!
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