The Tian Clan had always wanted to deal with Liberty City.
Liberty City was also known as the rebel army in the Primordial World.
The number one target of the celestials.
Once the Grand Pavilion Leader nodded and Liberty City intervened in the affairs of the Heavenly Secrets Pavilion, it would mean that the Heavenly Secrets Pavilion would be branded as a rebel army, and the Heavenly Clans would crush them with all their strength.
There was no need to think about the consequences.
Just like the other sects that went against the Celestial Race, their nine clans were exterminated and they were completely annihilated!
The Tian Clan Elder stared coldly at the dying Grand Pavilion Master.
The surrounding Heavenly Clan Elders, as well as the experts of the overlord sects, were all looking at the Grand Pavilion Master, waiting for him to speak.
They were prepared to come here.
Refining tools could not be compared. Once the Tian Race gave the order, they would immediately charge forward and slaughter the entire Heavenly Mystery Pavilion.
Facing the Tian Clan, facing the experts of the overlord sects, and then looking at the current Heavenly Mysteries Pavilion, the Great Pavilion Master's heart was very complicated. He didn't know how to choose.
Right now, his life was hanging by a thread, on the brink of death.
There was no one in the entire Heavenly Mysteries Pavilion who could fight against the Tian Clan's Refining Elder. Even if they could, there were still the two unmoving Ancient Realm experts.
The Pavilion of Heavenly Secrets was bound to lose the artifact forging competition.
Losing also meant that he had to obey the orders of the celestials.
Life or death, everything was decided by the celestials.
If he stood with Liberty City, he might be able to survive now. But … what about tomorrow? And the day after tomorrow? Should he hide in the Secret Realm like Carefree City?
This was not what the Secret Pavilion wanted.
Moreover.
If they fell out with the celestials today, it was hard to say whether they would be able to live to the next day. If the eighteen Realm Death Spears released the power of Realm Death, the Secret Realm of Heavenly Secrets Pavilion would definitely be destroyed.
To this day, there was no power in the Primordial World that could break the power of the State Death Spear.
If they continued to compete, they would lose!
However, there was a possibility that the Pavilion of Heavenly Secrets could be preserved. Although the probability of this was not high, it was still a possibility.
Shed all pretense of cordiality with the Heavens?
It was extremely difficult to survive.
The chances were even slimmer.
The Pavilion of Heavenly Mysteries was just a place for refining equipment!
The Grand Pavilion Master's expression relaxed a little.
Seeing his expression relax, Murong Xiong already knew what choice he had made.
The Grand Pavilion Master spoke with some difficulty, slowly saying, "City Lord Mu, many thanks for your good intentions, but this is a private matter of the Heaven's Secret Pavilion. Let us resolve it ourselves."
Murong Xiong smiled faintly and took a step back. He said with slight reluctance, "Pavilion Master, it's just the State Destruction Spear. I am confident that I can send all of them into the alternate dimension before they can release the power of the spear."
"I can protect your Pavilion of Heavenly Secrets!"
It was not a sound transmission, but he said it in front of the Tian Clan Elder.
The Tian Clan Elder's expression was secretly startled. If they didn't have the State Death Spear, they wouldn't be a match for Murong Xiong at all, unless an expert from the Ancient World attacked. But they just stood there like two Bodhisattvas, not moving an inch. It was as if they had come here to play. The Tian clan elder had placed his hopes on them.
His stomach was also beating like a drum.
The Tian Clan Elder said in a low voice, "Grand Pavilion Master, you have to think this through. Even if you don't have the State Death Spear, as long as your Pavilion of Heavenly Secrets becomes an enemy of the Tian Clan, can you escape tomorrow?"
Murong Xiong looked up, his eyes filled with ferocity. "Do you think I'm afraid of the Tian Clan?"
His voice was filled with domineering might.
The Tian Clan Elder's forehead was covered in sweat. His body trembled slightly, and he couldn't stand stably.
The Grand Pavilion Master said, "Thank you for your good intentions, City Lord Mu. This is the Pavilion of Heavenly Secrets' business, so let us resolve it!"
He had no choice.
He was the Grand Pavilion Master of the Pavilion of Heavenly Secrets.
Every decision he made had to consider the Pavilion of Heavenly Secrets, the hundred artificers and disciples of the Pavilion of Heavenly Secrets. If the Pavilion of Heavenly Secrets was gone, the standard of artificers in the Primordial World would regress by a hundred years.
If he gave in to the Tian Clan, the Pavilion of Heavenly Secrets might survive!
The Tian Clan Elder said heavily, "Murong Xiong, did you hear that?"
Murong Xiong laughed bitterly, turned around and looked at the Grand Pavilion Master: "Your Pavilion of Heavenly Secrets no longer has anyone who can come out to compete, you can't win."
"If you lose, the Tian Clan will still exterminate everyone here."
Finished.
Murong Xiong's shadow moved and walked into the space. A voice came out and said, "Tian Clan, if you dare to play any more tricks, see how I will stuff all of you into the air stewardess' crack."
"Humph!"
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As soon as his voice fell, space shook slightly.
The elder's body loosened, and he was so scared that he almost knelt on the ground. His face was incomparably pale, and he didn't even dare to breathe loudly. The feeling of having half of his body in another space was too uncomfortable.
The Tian Clan Elder's eyes turned sinister, and he secretly clenched his fists, "Murong Xiong!"
His eyes emitted a cold light.
His heart was extremely unhappy.
However …
This time, they didn't come to deal with Murong Xiong, but to deal with the Pavilion of Heavenly Secrets.
Seeing Murong Xiong disappear, the Tian Clan Elder said in a deep voice, "Great Pavilion Master, the competition continues!"
"You won just now, let's continue."
While they were talking …
Another Tian Clan Elder walked forward.
A new refining table was pushed out, and he said to the tottering Great Pavilion Master, "Great Pavilion Master, please!"
The Great Pavilion Master's entire body was splitting apart. Forget about refining, it was extremely difficult for him to even move. But even so, he did not give up.
He still wanted to pick up the hammer.
However …
"Clang!"
The hammer fell to the ground.
The Great Pavilion Master bent down to pick it up. "Pfft …"
A large mouthful of blood seemed to have been poured out of his mouth.
"Great Pavilion Master!"
"Senior Brother!"
The people of the Pavilion of Heavenly Secrets stepped forward.
The Tian Clan Refiner sneered and said: "If you can't even pick up a hammer, what kind of artifact are you going to forge? "What trash."
The disciples of the Pavilion of Heavenly Secrets stared at him fiercely.
The Tian Clan Refiner laughed: "What is it? Am I wrong? Isn't your Great Pavilion Master trash? "A trash that can't even pick up a hammer."
A disciple of the Pavilion of Heavenly Secrets could not bear to listen any longer and said, "The Great Pavilion Master is currently heavily injured. If he wasn't, he would be able to defeat you with one hand."
The Tian Clan Refiner laughed: "Who told him to be heavily injured? Don't tell me if, compete with me right now. If you can't win, then you're trash! "
"Great Pavilion Master, am I right?"
"Hahaha …"
Suddenly.
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The Artifact Refining Fire on his body ignited.
"Trash of the Pavilion of Heavenly Secrets, look at this old man. This old man will let you know what Artifact Forging is." The Tian Clan Elder moved his hands, and thunder rumbled in all directions.
One after another, the Forging Hammers struck down.
"Bang, bang, bang …"
"Bang, bang, bang …"
It was exceptionally violent.
In five minutes, a holy artifact was forged.
The Tian Clan Refiner retracted his aura, looked at the Great Pavilion Master on the other side, and said with a face full of ridicule: "Great Pavilion Master, aren't you too weak?"
"I've already finished refining, what about you?"
"You haven't moved at all?"
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