The one who hated the Xuan family the most was the Imperial Family, but the one who was the most surprised was the Elder Faction.
Xuan Tianwei could be considered one of the Elder Faction's founders.
However, he had never told his colleagues about the God's Descent.
This time, the Royal Faction had gone crazy in their revenge. It could be said that Xuan Tianwei had cut himself off from the Senior Statesman Faction. It was as if he had chosen the path of death. Even if the Senior Statesman Faction wanted to protect him, they could not, so they could only go with the flow and abandon him.
Therefore, the Xuan Family did not tell them.
The Elder Faction's original plan was to capture him and perform to show the dignity of the law. In terms of personal feelings, they did not have any intention of targeting the Xuan Family.
However, after the God's Descent, the Elder Faction had the biggest reaction.
"Xuan Tianwei, you deserve death."
In the prison, Mister Jiu stood at the edge of the desert and looked at Shen Zhenyi's group from afar.
They knew that the Sick Sword Xianyuanshan had died, and this group had lost a powerful member. However, the scheming Mister Jiu would not underestimate these people.
Xuan Yan had accepted the legendary God's Bloodline and the power of the Frost God. Someone had seen it with their own eyes.
The Great Swordsman Shen Zhenyi recommended by the Inspector of the Nine Gates, Yuan Yuzhen, was sitting leisurely on the crystal throne. It was said that he was at the center of the Frost God's Bloodline and even stopped the God's Descent.
Mister Jiu had never underestimated himself, and he would never underestimate his enemies.
"The Xuan Family bloodline must be obtained."
He narrowed his eyes and looked at the powerful and confused Xuan Yan.
"What do you think is the highest limit of this' God '?"
Mister Jiu suddenly asked the person beside him.
Beside him was a solemn black-clothed swordsman with a sword on his back. He scoffed at this kind of evil technique. "He's a solid Seventh Level True God now, but I can easily kill him. As for whether such a person can reach Eighth Level True God, I don't know. "
His tone was very direct.
If such a lucky bastard could step into the Eighth Level of the True God Realm, then the path of martial arts would be a joke.
Of course, this also meant that he admitted that if Xuan Yan reached Eighth Level True God, he would definitely not be his match.
This was the difference between realms.
Mister Jiu laughed heartily.
"Zhong Zheng, you are always so humorous."
He knew that Xuan Yan could advance to the Eighth Level of the True God Realm without any accidents. If his body allowed it, he could even reach the legendary Ninth Level of the True God Realm.
The reason for that was because what he had obtained was the legendary power of God.
It was a power that surpassed the True God Realm.
Even the experienced and knowledgeable Mister Jiu couldn't fathom what level this power was at, but he knew that this was their chance.
This was an opportunity for Xuantian City.
— Or rather, the opportunity of the Elder Faction.
"For Xuan Tianwei to keep such a bloodline a secret means that he is disloyal to Xuantian City and the people. He only wants to be the hero. "Thinking back to the scene in the Heavenly Prison, Mister Wine was a little angry.
"So you want to use the power of this bloodline?"
The black-clothed swordsman called Zhong Zheng was not very satisfied.
He felt that this was an unorthodox practice.
"Old Zhong."
Mr. Wine sighed. "You know we have no other choice."
Humans no longer had a path. At the very least, the higher-ups in Xuantian City couldn't find a path.
If those old fellows in the obelisk could lead the people, they wouldn't have remained silent for thousands of years.
Everyone wanted to find a path for themselves.
The people of the Sovereign Faction hoped to unify the world and give all power to the highest emperor.
The people of the Ancient Martial Faction desperately searched for the legendary powerful martial arts.
The people of the Hall of Life Extermination were hot-blooded. They probably thought that killing one was enough, and killing two was enough. They hoped for a miracle to happen.
The people of the Beast Faction accepted reality and surrendered to save their lives. They wanted to turn themselves into beasts to survive.
— The people of the Elder Faction thought the most. They always thought that they were the ones who supported Xuantian City and the last backbone of humanity in the Seven Harm World. They were the ones who gave humanity a chance to survive. Now that they were in danger, they should be the ones to control the situation.
As for how to deal with the Vicious Beasts, Mister Jiu was also helpless.
But no matter what, they had to settle the internal situation first. If they could control the power of the bloodline, they might be able to force the other factions to submit and obey the Elder Faction's orders.
Zhong Zheng didn't say anything.
He would never understand these things.
The only thing he could understand was the sword in his hand.
Right now, his sword was beating in its scabbard, just like his heart as a swordsman.
— He wasn't paying attention to the child that Mister Jiu was determined to obtain.
— He was paying attention to the sword that sat on the crystal throne next to the child.
That swordsman!
His attention was gradually attracted by this person's sword. His lips were dry, his breathing was rapid, and his body couldn't help but tense up.
"You can't help but want to attack?"
Mister Jiu could tell what he was thinking.
"As expected of the Sword Maniac. However, you still have to wait a while."
Wait.
Wait until the formation around them was complete. Wait until they could suppress the divine power. Then, the Sword Maniac, Zhong Zheng, would have a chance to challenge his opponent.
That … Third Young Master Shen, who was comparable to Zhu Jie and Yuan Weili!
"It doesn't look like anything special."
Mister Jiu raised his eyebrows.
Zhong Zheng gripped the hilt of his sword in pain. "Not being able to fight him fairly will be the regret of my life."
As a swordsman, he only wanted to enjoy the most beautiful sword of his opponent. After being distorted by power and influence, his swordsmanship had become ugly.
Mister Jiu shrugged and didn't think much of it.
At the same time, the desert wind blew Shen Zhenyi's sleeves.
"We're trapped."
In front of him, Ah Gui sniffed. "There's human aura. It's a formation."
Before he finished speaking, there was a clattering sound. The sand dunes around them cracked open, and countless people in black rushed out. They held flags and waved them back and forth, practicing the formation. The divine light gradually combined and turned into a huge virtual image of Amitabha, covering the surroundings.
"Oh, gathering human strength and turning into virtual gods. Even this formation martial art has been developed in Xuantian City. "
Shen Zhenyi nodded with a smile. He turned around and said to Xuan Yan, "This is the strongest method to use human strength to fight against divine power. Although it's not perfect, it's already a prototype. You may encounter such an opponent in the future, so you can observe and learn."
One person's divine light couldn't fight against a god, but if they combined, they could fight against divine power and have the power to fight.
Virtual Gods had great restraints on divine power, but the humans in the Seven Wounds World shouldn't have the experience of fighting against gods. He didn't know where they learned this formation from, or if it was just their imagination.
Ah Gui was speechless at his calmness.
"With the suppression of the virtual gods, that Frost God can't attack. Third Young Master Shen, I'm afraid you'll have to face thousands of soldiers and horses. Are you that happy?"
"Me?"
Shen Zhenyi pointed at his nose and smiled. "Sorry, it's not me."
"It's you who has to face thousands of soldiers and horses."
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