After receiving the Protoss' response, the Master of the Spirit Pavilion quickly left.
In the Protoss' secret area, a new meeting was held.
"What do you think about attacking the Zhongzhou Dynasty?" someone asked immediately.
"Actually, what the Master of the Spirit Pavilion said isn't without reason. As long as we break into the Zhongyang Divine Land, it will definitely cause a huge commotion. By then, the human race will lose their wits. Of course, this matter is largely due to his personal selfishness."
"If we let him obtain the Eternal Daoist Body left behind by the Hao Tian Human King, will he be out of our control?"
"Do you think he's under our control now? The stronger he is, the better. As long as we break into the Zhongyang Divine Land, when the Protoss' extraterrestrial army arrives, no matter how strong he is, he won't have a place to hide. At that time, let's see if he still has the right to be arrogant."
"That's right. Let's help him obtain the Eternal Daoist Body left behind by the Hao Tian Human King. Let him be our assistant and break into the Zhongyang Divine Land."
"What should the Blue Dragon Holy Land do?"
"He's right about one thing. The Blue Dragon Holy Land only looks good on the surface, but its foundation is too shallow. It's not worth mentioning at all. However, since it has gathered so much luck there, we can't just let it go. Let's send 10% of our elites to attack the Blue Dragon Holy Land, mainly to attack the Zhongzhou Dynasty."
"Alright, then it's decided."
"Blue Dragon Palace."
Xuanyuan sat in the main seat and read through the memorials. He looked at the development of the Blue Dragon Holy Land and was very satisfied. Now that the Blue Dragon Holy Land was flourishing, it needed a peaceful and stable environment to recuperate and build up its strength. However, the Protoss wanted to start a war. Good times didn't last long. The Protoss would never let the Blue Dragon Holy Land go.
Xuanyuan sighed. The Emperor Brush in his hand emitted a bright light. This was Xuanyuan's literary energy infused into the brush. Every stroke was created by Xuanyuan's will and resonated with the brush. Every word Xuanyuan wrote was filled with courage, wisdom, and benevolence.
At this moment, a voice came from Xuanyuan's mind, "Master, the Protoss have agreed to attack the Zhongzhou Dynasty. They are also preparing to send experts into our Spirit Pavilion."
This was Fu Jingxuan's voice. The two of them only needed to communicate through the Kun Peng feather.
"Alright, I understand. You must concentrate on your cultivation. There can be no mistakes." Xuanyuan didn't say anything else and continued to read through the memorials.
For five days and five nights, Xuanyuan's hands didn't stop at all. Every day, he would deliver the memorials.
Xuanyuan finally knew how hard it must have been for Fang Yuyou to be single for so many years. He felt very guilty.
"Now, the Blue Dragon Holy Land is slowly growing stronger. It's not like the Blue Dragon Mountain of the past, where every detail had to be passed on to the higher-ups. This is too inefficient. It seems like I need to select a group of outstanding people and distribute the power to them. They can make decisions on small matters like water conservancy projects and the purchase of immortal-grade grain seeds." It was at this moment that Xuanyuan realized how little he had contributed to the Blue Dragon Holy Land all these years.
During these five days, Fang Yuyou was extremely busy. She rushed back to deal with the memorials, only to find that Xuanyuan was reading through them with great concentration. She restrained her anxiety and said with a smile, "It's rare for our Saint Lord Xuanyuan to have the time to read through memorials. It's really incredible."
Xuanyuan raised the Emperor Brush in his hand and let out a wry smile, "Yuzong, thank you for your hard work over the years. Spread the word and pick a few outstanding people from each town and city of the Qinglong Sacred Area to be in charge of the minor tasks. Make your own decisions if you can. Don't ask you to handle everything personally. It's not efficient, and it's not fair to you if it takes too long."
Xuanyuan knew that the foundation of the Blue Dragon Holy Land was still shallow. It was still in the process of building a foundation, but it was at this time that it could develop better in the future.
"Alright. How should we deal with the impending war with the God Race?" Fang Yuyou couldn't hide her worry in her voice.
"You don't have to worry about this. I have my ways. In this chaotic world, only the strong can protect yourself. There are bound to be casualties. What we need to do is not to be swept away. Everything that remains will be gold. I'll go handle this first." Xuanyuan's words were full of confidence.
Fang Yuyou saw the situation and stopped worrying. She knew that Xuanyuan would never do something he wasn't confident in.
However, when Xuanyuan walked out from the Qinglong Palace, his heart was heavy. As the leader of the Qinglong Sacred Area, Fang Yuyou's confidence came from him. His mood would affect Fang Yuyou's confidence, therefore he had to act like this. Sometimes, people had no choice but to do what they wanted. Xuanyuan did not have much confidence against the Celestial Race.
"Any news from The Great Pig?" Xuanyuan asked.
"Not yet. The last key isn't that easy to find." The Greedy Old Man's tone was solemn.
"No worries. I can handle it," Xuanyuan said solemnly.
"Didn't Jingxuan send a voice transmission saying that the Master of the Spirit Pavilion has tricked them into attacking the Zhongzhou Dynasty?"
"If only things were that simple. I don't think the God Race will let the Blue Dragon Holy Land go." Xuanyuan felt helpless.
At this time, a figure descended from the sky. It was none other than the damn fatty Peng Fei.
"Why are you back?" Xuanyuan's eyes widened. Peng Fei should be in the Vajra Temple right now.
"Why can't I be back? The God Race is going to attack, and the human race is in danger. How can I sit back and do nothing? Wu, wu, wu, wu, wu, wu, wu, I'm here. The God Race will die." Pengfei was wearing an ancient robe. He walked several laps around Xuanyuan's body. The fat on his body was jiggling, and his face was red from singing. His veins were bulging, because they were usually covered by the fat.
Xuanyuan slapped his forehead and said, "Don't put on an act. Now that you're in charge of the Blue Dragon Holy Land, I can rest assured. I'll hand over the task of guarding the Blue Dragon Holy Land to you."
With that, Xuanyuan conjured an avatar. This avatar was as strong as him, and it had the Essence Massacre Sword. It was to coordinate with Shi Yan.
Seeing that Xuanyuan had left an avatar to guard, Peng Fei quickly said, "Alright, kid, leave an avatar. You want to escape with your main body? You're good."
"Escape your sister. I have something to do. I don't want to mess around with you." Xuanyuan was furious. This damn fatty still wanted to disgust him at a time like this. Xuanyuan had the urge to kill him.
"Alright, go ahead. I've been homeless for the rest of my life, and I've finally found a home in the 'Qinglong Sacred Area'. Today, I swear I'll protect it with my life." Peng Fei patted Xuanyuan's shoulder in a serious manner, which was quite rare for him.
"Alright, I, Great Emperor Peng Fei, am all-powerful. No one in this world can match me." Xuanyuan flattered Peng Fei and crossed the void, heading straight for the Western Continent. The Celestial race was about to launch an attack. They would definitely inform the various tribes, so Wu Yi would definitely be informed. As a member of the Celestial race of the Long family, if he didn't appear, it would cause suspicion.
When Xuanyuan landed ten million miles away from the archipelago, he sent a voice transmission to Wu Yi. A door appeared, and Xuanyuan stepped into it. He entered the space where Wu Yi was. At that moment, he had already transformed into the appearance of God Son of Dragon Candle.
"Wu Yi, what's the news from the Celestial race?" Xuanyuan asked.
"The God Tribe in the 'Central Continent Continent' is split into eight divisions. The division closest to the 'Middle Continent Imperial Court' will send ninety percent of its forces to attack the 'Middle Continent Imperial Court', while the remaining ten percent will attack the 'Qinglong Sacred Area'. Therefore, you should be careful." Wu Yi's voice could be heard.
"As expected, I knew the Celestial race wouldn't let the Blue Dragon Holy Land go so easily." Xuanyuan's expression was solemn. "Wu Yi senior, do you know where the Celestial race troops that are going to attack the Blue Dragon Holy Land are?"
"I don't know. If I ask, it'll cause suspicion. So it's best not to ask." Wu Yi was very calm.
"When the time comes, I'll be with you. It's up to you what you want to do."
"Thank you, Wu Yi. But since they're only sending ten percent of their forces to attack the Blue Dragon Holy Land, they're underestimating me too much." Xu Anyuan raised his eyebrows.
"I don't know how much ten percent of their forces are, but since they're going to attack the Blue Dragon Holy Land, they can't be treated lightly." Wu Yi said calmly.
"Mm, I already have an idea." Xu Anyuan secretly transmitted his voice to the Master of Samsara and told him his plan. The Master of Samsara immediately responded to Xu Anyuan. This was an extremely unique communication method in the Six Paths of Samsara.
"Your idea isn't bad. I can give it a try." Wu Yi laughed.
"Wu Yi, you can actually hear my voice transmission." Xu Anyuan was shocked.
"Of course. You're in my restriction and you're using a secret technique to transmit your voice. Do you think I'm deaf?"
"... Wu Yi, I'll go out for a while." Xu Anyuan knew that he had to control the group of people that Jiang Yitian had gathered.
"Alright."
After a while, Xu Anyuan walked out of the Altar of Gods. The four Sons of God followed closely behind him.
Jiang Yitian and the ancient sages hurriedly stood up and bowed. "Welcome, Son of God."
"No need to be so polite. I'm sure you all know that our God Race is going to war with the Central Yang Divine Prefecture. We naturally have to take this opportunity to fight for our own merits. Only then will we be able to rise and live longer." Xu Anyuan emphasized each and every word.
"Son of God, we will remember your teachings." Everyone said respectfully.
"Alright, follow me to the Blue Dragon Holy Land." Xu Anyuan ordered. Jiang Yitian led the way in front, feeling extremely excited.
"Son of God, are we going to attack the Blue Dragon Holy Land this time?"
One had to know that killing Xu Anyuan was Jiang Yitian's greatest wish. It just so happened that the Son of God was going to attack the Blue Dragon Holy Land, which was exactly what he wanted.
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