Since the ancient gods could not cross the Nirvana Realm due to the Desolate Body, the living beings in the mother world were immersed in it for a long time.
This meant that there was no way for those who came after them to ascend.
However, in that era, Nuwa appeared out of nowhere and comprehended the cultivation method of the great world.
She relied on the Qi of Chaos to open up a world within her body and reproduce countless living beings within the world within her body to form a large world before developing a divinity. She actually relied on such methods to cross the Nirvana Realm without relying on the Rage God's body, and it shocked the entire Mother World for a time.
Since then, the people in the mother world seemed to have discovered a new continent. They continuously explored the cultivation method of the great world, adding bricks and tiles to this path and bringing it to greater heights.
As Nuwa opened up the inner world and created countless people in it, the saying of Nuwa creating humans was passed down …
Therefore, the Nuwa Clan was not only the founder of the cultivation method of the great world, but they were also the best among them.
If they wanted to quickly increase Fu Chu's cultivation, Sect Master Ming Wei was the most suitable person to do it.
Hearing Sect Master Ming Wei's words, Fu Chu revealed a joyful smile.
This pair of siblings carried a great hatred. Their parents and close relatives were all killed by the Conservative Faction of the warden's clan.
Then, they wandered from place to place and curled up in this desolate land. The pain in their hearts was indescribable.
Now, he felt like he had endured through it all!
"Thank you, Master." Fu Chu was about to kneel down.
Ming Wei raised her eyebrows slightly, and Fu Chu could no longer kneel. He heard Ming Wei calmly say, "I don't accept disciples. You can follow me to cultivate, but I can't guarantee that I will give you too much time. You need to hurry!"
In the eyes of the exiles, Fu Chu had become their hope to leave this world.
No matter what Fu Chu needed, they would give it to him at all costs. However, he had to rely on himself for something like cultivation. There was nothing they could do about it.
"Yes." Fu Chu smiled and nodded.
"Don't be happy too early." Ming Wei said expressionlessly, "If you can't meet the requirements, I will use a secret technique to forcefully increase your cultivation. The price might be your life."
Hearing this, Fu Chu's face instantly revealed a bitter smile.
These exiles were not to be trifled with. In order to leave this world, they would do anything.
However, since Little Yun and Fu Chu had chosen this path, they were already mentally prepared. Even if it meant asking a tiger for its skin, they wouldn't hesitate.
"I'll bring this pair of siblings into the Barbarian Water Bone Pagoda." Ming Wei said to the other exiles, "Everyone knows how important this opportunity is to us. Please be on your guard. If there are any strange movements, please report to me immediately!"
With that, Ming Wei lightly tapped her toes on the ground.
Rainbow-like ripples spread out and enveloped Fu Chu and Little Yun.
Xiao Yun also knew that she had no choice now. She waved goodbye to Luo Zheng. Before Luo Zheng could react, the three of them disappeared in front of everyone.
The other exiles also used their own methods to travel through the void.
Only the Desolate Folks of the Wretched Iron Tribe were left standing there in a daze.
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All the exiles carried an invisible curse chain on their backs.
This curse chain extended all the way to the farthest reaches of this world …
After passing through those bone pagodas and large swathes of the Eternal Wasteland, it gathered in an area of absolute darkness.
If Fu Chu used his talent to observe here, he would see millions or even tens of millions of curse chains gathered together. In this darkness, it was as if there was a monster with infinite tentacles.
After passing through the darkness, those curse chains were firmly fixed on the high platforms.
Occasionally, a new curse chain would appear on the high platforms. That meant that a new life was born in this world and a brand new curse chain would be connected to it.
On one of the rusty high platforms.
Two figures in long black robes stood there.
The black robes seemed to wrap the two of them from head to toe. Even their faces could not be seen.
If an exiled saw this scene, they would know that they were from the Warden Race.
All these years, the Warden Race had always used this image to patrol the bone pagodas.
It was just that they used a special method to send down illusory figures. The exiles were helpless against them.
"What a huge commotion. These exiles are getting more and more arrogant." A slightly hoarse voice came from the black robe. Behind the robe, a strand of bright purple hair gently fluttered.
"Even if they were lucky and found the two traitors, they wouldn't go so far as to come out in full force, right?" The other person echoed.
"This should be Sect Leader Ming Wei's idea. She's smart," the purple-haired man in black said indifferently. "She probably deduced that she could not hide the two traitors, so she gathered all the exiles. This way, she's forcing us to take action."
"These prisoners, do they really think they're so powerful? If they're forced into a corner, they'll settle everything in this world. None of them will survive, "the other person sneered.
"It's not time yet. Besides, settling everything is not a good thing for us," the purple-haired man in black said.
"Then what should we do?" the other person asked.
The purple-haired man in black said indifferently, "As far as I know, not all the exiles are on her side. For example, the Xuan Yuan Clan."
"You mean to use the Xuan Yuan Clan to fight against them? The Xuan Yuan Clan is not weak, but I don't think they'll be a match for the alliance of these large clans, right? "the other person asked doubtfully.
In terms of strength, the Xuan Yuan Clan was only on par with the Chi You Clan. There was still a big gap between them and the Nuwa Clan.
Moreover, the Nuwa Clan had joined forces with more than eighty percent of the large clans. The Xuan Yuan Clan alone was not enough.
"Indeed, the Xuan Yuan Clan alone is not enough. However, are the exiles who follow the Nuwa Clan really united?" the purple-haired man in black asked.
"What do you mean?"
"If I give some of them a chance to leave this world, do you think they'll be tempted?" the purple-haired man in black said indifferently.
The Warden Race controlled a lot of authority in this prison. The purple-haired man in black could decide who was free.
Fu Chu was one of them. If it were not for the conflict between the Conservatives and the Liberals, he would have started to gain some authority.
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