Rise and Fall
Seeing Xu Anyuan's expression, a shrewd person like Peng Fei immediately figured out what Xu Anyuan was planning. He rolled his eyes at Xu Anyuan and said with disdain, "You want to use the ominous tombs to kill the Protoss? That's too unrealistic. They won't go in when there's danger, let alone us. It's easier said than done to kill them. Whether we can go in or not is a big problem. "
"It's okay, I have my ways. Of course, now is not the time. Come with me and tell me all the ominous tombs you've encountered over the years. I'll see how to deal with them. After I understand them, we can make plans." The Blue Dragon Sacred Land was temporarily safe. With Yin Zhenluo and the eight demon kings guarding it, and the two supreme dao treasures, they could be prepared for anything.
Xu Anyuan's clone and Peng Fei left to discuss important matters. They wanted to do something big and earth-shattering.
Xuanyuan's true body had been meditating in the depths of the forest. He had never come out. He had been accumulating strength for the next step, seeking a breakthrough.
However, with his clone outside, Xu Anyuan was extremely well-informed about the world.
In just a month's time, a few other factions were eliminated in a row. The Martial Prince of the Jiang Clan, Jiang Wushen, with the Supreme Dao Weapons' Investiture of the Gods' and 'Deity Striking Whip' in his hands, led the Jiang Clan to defend their territory. The two Supreme Dao Weapons caused the Heavens and Earth to crumble, causing the cities under the jurisdiction of the Jiang Clan to turn into wastelands. Countless civilians were killed or injured, causing Jiang Wushen to feel a great pain in his heart, but there was nothing he could do. Even with the notice from the 'Qinglong Sacred Area', they did not have enough time to prepare in just half a month.
Even so, the Jiang Family was littered with corpses, but the Protoss also suffered great losses. A Divine Son almost died. It was clear how powerful Jiang Wushen was.
Not long ago, the main city of the Jiang Clan, God-Sealing City, had disappeared from the world. Jiang Wushen had sent a secret letter to both the Zhongzhou Dynasty and the Blue Dragon Holy Land's Kong Clan.
"I'm incompetent and can no longer guard this piece of land. Therefore, I led the people of my Jiang family to hide in the void and fight against the God Clan to the end. Now, the God Clan is too powerful to resist. The Archean royalty has caused people's hearts to waver. At this juncture, they still don't want to join hands with the Human Clan. Presumably, a large part of the Royal Family has been bought by the God Clan. The revival of the God Clan is a foregone conclusion!"
The Zhongzhou Dynasty was silent. With Xuanyuan's strategy, they had killed many Divine Race armies. However, the continuous influx of Divine Race armies made them feel tired. It seemed that the Divine Race armies would never be finished.
It was no wonder. In the past few years, the God Race had a long lifespan. Even the most ordinary people of the God Race could live up to five thousand years without cultivating, let alone the cultivators of the God Race who cultivated day and night.
Xuanyuan looked at the secret letter and sighed in his heart. The Blue Dragon Holy Land was backed by the Jiang Clan. Fortunately, they were separated by a natural chasm. Otherwise, once the Jiang Clan left, the Blue Dragon Holy Land would definitely be attacked from both sides.
At the side, Peng Fei's eyes almost popped out. He said angrily, "This Jiang Wushen really has no backbone. He ran away just like that. What he said about fighting a guerrilla war? That's bullsh * t. I think he was trying to save his life. Why did he make it sound so good? Fight my a * s."
Xuanyuan shook his head and sighed. "Jiang Wushen was forced to do this. I don't think he did anything wrong. He is the only legacy of the entire Jiang Clan. The Ancient Emperor of the Jiang Clan left him in this world. Over the years, the Jiang Clan has gone against the grain and suffered great losses. Even though he is the son of the Ancient Emperor of the Jiang Clan, he can't turn the situation around for now. What the Jiang Clan needs the most now is to recuperate and bide their time. If they continue fighting, the people will have no way to make a living, and the consequences will be unimaginable.
The entire Jiang Clan might even disappear from this world. "Jiang Wushen was indeed the son of a great emperor. Xuanyuan had long thought of such a method, but there needed to be a space to carry it. The Jiang Clan had it, but the Blue Dragon Holy Land didn't. Unless the Great Pig could find the Devouring Immortal Abode and leave with the foundation of the Blue Dragon Holy Land, he would be like fish on the chopping block, waiting to be slaughtered. This was what Xuanyuan felt most uneasy about.
This was the power of the Qinglong Sacred Area. The ancient successions contained many things that the Qinglong Sacred Area did not have. Xuanyuan replied with only two lines of words, "We'll fight side by side. Feel free to tell me if you need anything."
The Kong Clan was one of the most influential people in the world. They didn't blame Jiang Wushen for what he had done. In fact, they were quite appreciative of him. They wrote back to ask Jiang Wushen to protect the people of the Jiang Clan. As long as there was life, there was hope. The Human Race was really facing its most dangerous moment.
Just as the Jiang Clan left and millions of Protoss warriors stood on the land of the Jiang Clan's main city, declaring victory, a terrifying Emperor's Forbidden Land fluctuation suddenly shocked everyone within a radius of 50 million miles.
It turned out that after Jiang Yitian left, he had left behind a final move. At the price of destroying the Emperor's Forbidden Land, he had killed millions of Protoss elites in one fell swoop. Only one God Son had survived, and this was because he had the protection of a supreme dao treasure. The Jiang Clan's actions made countless humans applaud loudly. The Protoss could only suffer in silence.
Millions of Protoss elites weren't too many, but they weren't too few either. Jiang Wushen's achievements were remarkable, not inferior to Xuanyuan's.
Even with the Jiang Clan's deep heritage and two supreme dao treasures, they had no choice but to flee the land that they had established themselves on for countless years, not to mention the other major factions.
In the Central Plains, there were still 56 great clans left. In just a short month, less than ten were left. Gui Lingzi of the Crosscut Sect had the foresight to unite these great clans and gather their heritage in the Crosscut Sect to fight against the Protoss. The results were remarkable. Although their land had been occupied, at least their people had survived.
Of course, there were many common people who couldn't be brought away. They became ghosts under the blades of the God Race. Facing the current situation of the world, they had to make a choice. Reality was just this cruel. There was no other choice. The Central Plains was littered with billions of corpses. Blood flowed like an ocean, and resentful spirits filled the sky. The sky was hazy, and the clouds were dyed red. Bloody rain fell from the sky day and night. It was extremely miserable.
Now, in the entire Central Plains, only the Zhongzhou Dynasty, the Crosscut Sect, the Kong Clan, the Wang Clan, the Shangguan Clan, the Sun Clan, the Ji Clan, and the hidden Jiang Clan were left. The last one was the Blue Dragon Sacred Ground. In the Primordial Era, there were hundreds of schools of thought. It was clear to see how much the human race had withered. It was simply a tragic sight.
In the Eastern Plains, the few great clans under the rule of the Sengoku were all destroyed. The Fang Clan couldn't escape this calamity either. The Sengoku Ancestor brought the Sengoku to the Western Plains to seek refuge with the Dao Sect of Emergence. After all, the Sengoku Sect was founded by a supreme Dao Ancestor of the Dao Sect of Emergence. Now, it was time for them to return.
The power of faith in the Linglong Immortal Abode was boundless. When the common people learned that the divine race was attacking, they had the courage to sacrifice their lives for righteousness. Every one of them recited the Exquisite World Salvation Sutra. Their wills were united, and the voice of the Dao soared into the sky. Relying on the accumulation of countless years and the boundless power of faith, their hearts were like the sea, burning fiercely. All the divine race that came to attack were defeated.
The power of faith in the Linglong Immortal Abode did not only exist in the Linglong Immortal Abode itself. Since the Primordial Era, when the Linglong Immortal Abode was founded, the disciples of the Linglong Immortal Abode roamed the world and did all kinds of good deeds. Even in the faraway Southern Plains, Northern Plains, and Central Plains, the common people worshiped and worshiped them. The accumulation of countless generations in the Central Divine Prefecture was unbelievably thick, making the Linglong Immortal Abode seem incomparably powerful.
The good deeds that the Linglong Immortal Abode had accumulated were too much. Even the heavens would bless them. Every time the divine race attacked, there would be punishment from the heavens, killing countless elite troops of the divine race. After that, the divine race bypassed the Linglong Immortal Abode and attacked the Eastern Prefecture Dynasty.
In the Eastern Prefecture Dynasty, Ji Chen was wearing the Emperor's Robe. Now that he had inherited the position of the Imperial Lord of the Eastern Prefecture Dynasty, he led the army personally. With the power of the Eastern Prefecture Divine Body, he killed crazily. There was not a day that the Eastern Prefecture Dynasty did not ring, and the land of the Eastern Prefecture Dynasty sunk.
In the Eastern Prefecture Dynasty, cities were annihilated one after another. In the end, the Qing Ming Royal Family came out and joined forces with the Eastern Prefecture Dynasty. Only then did they temporarily defeat the army of the divine race.
Yiyi transformed into a human and was truly born. The bloodline left behind by the Emperor God Qing Ming shocked the world. He and Ji Chen worked together, which made Ji Chen, who was a little depressed, full of confidence again.
From then on, the name of Sengoku was removed from the land of the Eastern Prefecture, and it was occupied by the divine race.
And in the Northern Prefecture.
The Black Tortoise Immortal Palace suffered a great defeat. The land tens of millions of miles under its jurisdiction was a mess. The supreme dao treasure, the Black Tortoise Dao-Stabilizing Pagoda, and the Black Tortoise's inner core, were activated by all the experts. After unleashing a shocking attack, they tore through the void and disappeared from the world. The name of the Black Tortoise Immortal Palace was erased from the world.
On the day that the divine race occupied the Black Tortoise Immortal Palace, they slaughtered without restraint. Trillions of civilians died tragically. In the end, the will left behind by the Black Tortoise Daoist was enraged. The Dao Emperor's restrictions hidden in every inch of the Black Tortoise Immortal Palace suddenly exploded, attacking indiscriminately. The land thirty million square miles around the Black Tortoise Immortal Palace was swept away by the killing restrictions. The four million soldiers of the divine race were killed, and two Divine Generals who had recovered to the Sage level with great difficulty died on the spot.
In the Coldsky Immortal Palace, the Holy Maiden Coldsky led the experts to hold on bitterly. With the Coldsky Great Dao Realm and the many Dao Emperor's restrictions left behind by Daofather Coldsky, they froze and killed many of the divine race experts.
The Coldsky Immortal Palace was located in one of the coldest places in the entire Central Divine Prefecture. It had the geographical advantage, and with the many Emperor's restrictions set up by Daofather Coldsky, it was able to hold on until now.
Even so, the entire Coldsky Immortal Palace had suffered heavy losses. No one knew how long it could hold on. The return of the Sengoku to the Emergence Dao Sect made many members of the Coldsky Immortal Palace think of returning to the Western Prefecture Dao Sect.
The world was in turmoil, and the major forces rose and fell. Everything was the same, but the people were different. All the struggles for fame and wealth became a joke at this moment. If the skin was gone, how could the hair attach to it? All these years, the human race had been fighting endlessly, but now it was all for naught.
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