In the heart of Dark North Mountain.
The ten thousand meter tall sacred mountain was still shrouded by black clouds of demonic energy.
The Great Demon Saint Ling Xuan stood high in the sky, looking down at the sacred mountain and wasteland with a gloomy expression.
On the wasteland that was riddled with holes, there were more than two hundred thousand demon commoners. They were like black ants that covered the ground, working hard.
They were constantly transporting soil and sand from the distant mountains to fill the deep holes and ravines in the wasteland.
There were also hundreds of warriors who had reached the Primordial Soul realm, working together to cast spells to repair the cracks in the ground.
On the sacred sacred mountain, there were also more than a hundred thousand demon citizens and craftsmen, repairing the cracks in the sacred mountain and rebuilding Dark North Palace and the Torture Department.
Besides the craftsmen and citizens, demon warriors and guards could be seen everywhere. They were also busy.
All in all, at least three hundred thousand demon citizens and warriors were working hard to rebuild the mountain.
Moreover, this scene had already lasted for more than a month.
According to the current progress, it would take about half a month to complete and restore the mountain to its original state.
As the Great Demon Saint, Ling Xuan had not been able to rest for more than a month.
Not only did he have to preside over the reconstruction work, he also had to deal with the affairs of the entire demon race.
The more tired he felt, the more he hated Ji Tianxing and Luo Shui.
Especially Luo Shui!
He had come to Dark North Mountain twice, but both times he had destroyed Dark North Palace and almost destroyed the sacred mountain.
As a result, the Demon Race needed a few months to recover.
Every time he thought of this, Ling Xuan was so angry that he wanted to vomit blood.
However, although he was angry, he did not despair.
If the Divine Mountain was destroyed, it could be repaired. If the Beiming Palace was destroyed, it could be rebuilt.
Most importantly, the Ancestor Demon God had finally recovered to the God realm!
This was the greatest support and backing of Ling Xuan and all the demon citizens!
From now on, Dark North Mountain would have a demon god overseeing it.
They would no longer need to hide in Dark North Mountain, nor would they need to worry about the invasion of the three Divine Kingdoms!
Even though the Ancestor Demon God was still in seclusion to consolidate his foundation.
But Ling Xuan believed that in at most a year, the Ancestor Demon God would be able to dominate the world and would not fear the three Martial Gods!
At that time, Dark North Mountain would welcome true prosperity and glory!
Thinking of this, Ling Xuan secretly clenched his fists, his eyes full of hope.
He really hoped that day would come sooner!
At this moment, a black shadow flew into the sky and arrived beside him.
"Shua!"
The pitch-black Devil Qi dispersed, revealing the figure of the Third Devil Saint Hetuo.
Ling Xuan glanced at him and asked casually, "Ba Tuo, have you finished rebuilding the outer walls and inner courtyard of Beiming Palace? When can we set up the defensive array? "
Ma Tuo hurriedly replied, "The outer wall and the inner courtyard are about to be completed. We can start setting up the grand formation in three days at the latest.
But that's not why I'm here.
I just received a communication jade slip from the Heaven Extinction Divine Nation. "
As he spoke, Ba Tuo took out a jade slip and handed it over to Ling Xuan.
"A message from Martial God Tian Jue?" Ling Xuan frowned. He had a bad premonition.
He reached out and took the jade slip. His Divine Sense entered it and read the information inside.
A moment later, his face darkened, and anger surged between his brows.
Seeing his anger, Ba Tuo asked, "What's wrong? What did Martial God Tian Jue say? "
Ling Xuan's eyes flashed with a cold light. He sneered, "What else could he say? Of course, he was disappointed. He angrily questioned me why the plan failed again!
At that time, he sent a message to the Ancestor, wanting to make a deal with him. He wanted us to find a way to get rid of Ji Tianxing.
So, I used An Yu to carry out this mission under the Ancestor's instructions. I didn't expect An Yu to fail.
Then, we used Ah Ke to lure Ji Tianxing into the trap … In the end, we failed again!
When Martial God Tian Jue found out about this, he sent a message to question me and even threw a fit at me! "
Ba Tuo nodded to show that he understood. He sneered and said, "Haha … We knew that Tian Jue wouldn't turn a deaf ear to it.
However, he's really old and muddle-headed. He actually sent a message to reprimand you? Isn't this overstepping your authority? "
Ling Xuan sneered and said in a mocking tone, "In the past, our clan had no leader. We had to rely on the Tian Jue Divine Nation. So, we listened to him.
But now, it's different. The Ancestor has recovered his God Realm. He's about to restore the glory and majesty of the Death God.
Martial God Tian Jue is still as arrogant as before … What a joke! "
Ba Tuo stopped smiling and said seriously, "However, the Ancestor and Martial God Tian Jue have an agreement. Our clan will need Tian Jue in the future.
So, we can't fall out with him now. You should think about how to reply to him. "
Ling Xuan nodded and waved his hand, "Go do your thing. I'll deal with this."
Ba Tuo bade him farewell, then turned and flew away.
After a while, Ling Xuan began to input a message into the jade slip.
Then, he waved his hand and sent out the jade slip. The jade slip turned into a dot of starlight and disappeared into the sky.
"Hahaha … Everyone wants Ji Tianxing to die, but who's willing to pay a huge price for it? Isn't that making a wedding dress for someone else? "
Ling Xuan had a cold smile on his face as he muttered to himself.
… …
Tian Jue God Nation.
In the magnificent, sacred and majestic Divine Palace.
Ye Liushui hurriedly passed through the palace and entered the deepest part of the palace. He came to the door of a secret room.
He tidied up his purple robe and combed his messy white hair.
After making sure his clothes were neat, he bowed to the door of the secret room and said respectfully, "Subordinate Ye Liushui greets Lord God Lord. Please give me your orders."
The wide and tall black stone door suddenly lit up with white light and formed a mirror-like light screen.
A middle-aged man in a golden robe and a crown appeared in the light screen.
It was Martial God Tian Jue's projection.
He frowned and his face was filled with anger. He scolded coldly, "Damn Demon bastards. They're really a bunch of selfish and stupid trash!"
Hearing this, Ye Liushui immediately understood.
Martial God Tian Jue was so angry and summoned him. It must be because of the Demon Race.
As expected, Martial God Tian Jue continued, "I sent a message to Great Demon Saint Ling Xuan and asked why they haven't gotten rid of Ji Tianxing.
But Ling Xuan didn't apologize at all. Instead, his attitude became even more unyielding.
He pushed the blame to Luo Shui and claimed that Ji Tianxing had Luo Shui's protection. The Demon Race couldn't do anything to him.
If I want to get rid of Ji Tianxing, I have to think of a way myself … What a bastard!
Does Ling Xuan think that I'm in seclusion in the Divine Kingdom and don't know anything?
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