"What a pity!" Jian Wushuang shook his head. If these people didn't leave, they would most likely die here.
This kind-hearted Fairy Luo Shui had mediocre strength. She wasn't even as strong as Gu Yuan. She was the weakest in this group.
Otherwise, she wouldn't have been allowed to stay with Jian Wushuang.
Little Shami Hui Qing's eyes moved and happened to meet Jian Wushuang's gaze. He smiled slightly and nodded.
Ever since he stepped into the Dao, Jian Wushuang felt that the little Shami had changed a lot. His personality, state of mind, and strength had all undergone earth-shattering changes.
Don't reveal your killing intent, but don't lose your vigilance.
Now that he recalled the scene when the little Shami's strength erupted, he didn't dare to believe it.
If a person could unleash their potential in a dangerous situation, their strength would increase by 30% to 50%, or they could directly break through their original realm, just like how he suddenly became a Grand Expansion Immortal. This could also be explained.
However, the little Shami's strength was at most an ordinary Expansion Immortal. He went from an ordinary Expansion Immortal to a Grand Expansion Immortal Ninth Revolution. Although his realm fell later, he was still a genuine Sixth Revolution Grand Expansion Immortal.
He had never seen or even thought about making so many breakthroughs in such a short time, let alone seeing it.
Originally, he thought that the abnormality in the vast wilderness was because of him. Now, it seemed that the little Shami was more like the main character.
There were too many secrets behind all of this. The sudden Emperor Fall and that terrifying white air wave. All of this meant that True Martial Yang Tongtian Buddhist Lord and the other Emperors had already fought with that awakened existence.
They just didn't know who had won and who had fallen.
People like them couldn't interfere at all in a fight between existences of this level. They would be a burden if they stayed in the vast wilderness.
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Jian Wushuang slowly closed his eyes. No matter what, it was more important to recover his strength first.
He was leisurely recovering his mental force and mental force. Outside the crowd, Jiu Yu and the others were desperately killing ghosts.
There was no helping it. There were too many of them. After killing one batch, another batch crawled out of the crack.
"Brother Jiu Yu, we can't go on like this!"
"Yes, there are too many ghosts. We can't kill them all."
In the beginning, everyone was still able to handle it with ease. However, these monsters had no consciousness and were not afraid of death. Their strength was also extremely powerful. Among them, there were even a few that had the strength of a perfected Ninth Transformation Grand Expansion Immortal.
After Jiu Yu exterminated several Nine Revolution Grand Development Immortal level ghosts, he surveyed the surroundings and his heart sank.
"Not good!"
At the same time, on the other side of the vast wilderness.
The Red Water Alliance and the Tower of Eternity, which were temporarily established, were unusually easy. With a large number of emperor level powerhouses opening the way, there was no need for the Grand Expansion Immortals to risk their lives.
"The Great Wilderness is also so dangerous." A young girl from the Great Dream World was lying in the corridor of the main hall, looking at the ghosts that had been shattered by the Emperor's aura.
A middle-aged Grand Expansion Immortal frowned and said, "You lass, if it weren't for the Ancestor, we would have faced so many ghosts. Let alone finding the Disambiguation Divine Temple, it would have been extremely difficult for us to even survive."
He did not know if his ancestor had done the right thing by letting these Grand Expansion Immortals who had been living in the Big Dream World to search for the Disambiguation Temple in the vast wilderness.
Regardless of whether it was the Grand Expansion Immortal or the Emperor Monarch, after entering the vast wilderness, their mental states began to change.
Inside the Void Crack.
Chi Chi.
A pitch-black snake was swimming in the Void Crack. The snake had a black horn on its head, and its huge eyes turned a few times before it continued to swim forward.
"There are still not enough people!" Black smoke suddenly appeared on the snake's head. After the smoke disappeared, a middle-aged Daoist stood on the snake's head.
He wore a white Daoist robe and a tall crown on his head. There was also a purple eye in between his eyebrows.
When the Great Wilderness had just started to fluctuate, he had been observing from afar. However, he was not in this universe at that time.
"Are all the people selected this time so useless? All eighteen Godly Generals were killed, and the strongest Godly General was only at the level of a Fourth Stage Emperor. Master's face was completely lost by this group of people. "The middle-aged Daoist stood on the snake's head and muttered to himself.
"Black Disambiguation Snake, your Heart Force is becoming more and more interesting."
The middle-aged Daoist touched the snake's horn, and the purple eye in between his eyebrows kept turning.
"Since you have awakened, why don't you come out and see me!" The middle-aged Daoist shouted angrily at a dark corner in the Void Crack.
There was dead silence in the dark corner. The moment the middle-aged Daoist finished speaking, a hunchbacked elder walked out with a lamp in his hand.
"I am the servant of the old master, not your servant. You have to be clear about that!" The hunchbacked elder carried the lamp and walked unsteadily to the middle-aged Daoist.
This question and answer revealed too many secrets. It was a pity that in this Void Crack, there was no one else other than the two of them. Even a Fifth Stage Emperor could not hide from the two of them.
The middle-aged Daoist looked down at the hunchbacked elder and sneered. "You dog of a slave. You secretly revived the godly palace. I thought you could help that group of trash take a few steps forward. In the end, more than half of them died as soon as they were revived!"
He had followed the Disambiguation Temple from the River of Time and Space to the original universe. Back then, he had been severely injured and had been stuck in the Void Crack. Even now, his injuries had not completely recovered.
Originally, he had wanted to let those godly generals inherit the Disambiguation God Path and reap some benefits from the Disambiguation Temple. He would then appear and kill those heirs and seize the treasures.
However, he did not expect these people to be so useless. They had inherited the Disambiguation Temple for almost a reincarnation cycle, yet there was not even a Fifth Stage Emperor.
One had to know that the inheritance of the Disambiguation Temple had a very high threshold. The so-called 18 godly generals were merely the watchdogs of the outer palace. Only those who had reached Fifth Stage Emperor could enter the inner palace to select treasures.
It was a pity that none of these useless people had reached Fifth Stage Emperor.
"Alright, enough with the nonsense. I am the only living disciple of the Disambiguation God. His treasures should belong to me. Tell me, how many treasures did you get from the inner palace? I don't want too many. It will be enough for me to recover my strength, "the middle-aged Daoist said coldly. The middle-aged Daoist said coldly. Selfishness and greed radiated from him. He was extremely domineering and did not give the hunchbacked old man any face.
"Wu Zuo, I am not here to give you treasures. I am here to inform you that your name has been removed from the Disambiguation Temple," the hunchbacked elder said slowly without any change in his expression.
"Removed? Are you worthy of removing my name? You are just a guardian spirit slave. "The middle-aged Daoist named Wu Zuo could not help but roar.
Wu Zuo had a premonition, but he still could not believe it. After all, he had nothing now. If the Disambiguation Temple removed his name, how could he reap any benefits?
The calmness on the hunchbacked elder's face gradually disappeared and was replaced by an aura of death. This aura caused the wrinkles on his face to tremble slightly.
Wu Zuo could not help but take a step back.
"I do not have the right to remove your name, but the true spirit of the Disambiguation Temple can!" The hunchbacked elder's voice was cold. It was like a sharp blade in the cold wind, piercing into Wu Zuo's chest.
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