(Chapter 2!)
Chapter 1442: Battle Begins!
Something big has happened!
After the pig-headed Great Emperor left, the 10,000 Transformations Dao Law on the Master of Order dissipated. In the Dao Restriction Square, not only would the 10,000 Transformations Dao Law not be suppressed, but its power would also multiply. On the other hand, the other great daos would be greatly suppressed. If he was at the fifth level of Ancient Emperor Realm, the Dao Restriction Square would be useless. The Master of Order was filled with hatred. He had been beaten up by the pig-headed Great Emperor for nothing. He couldn't swallow this anger no matter what. But when he thought of the 10,000 Transformations Divine Emperor, he lost his temper.
"Is this kid really the reincarnation of Sacred Emperor Myriad Transformations?" This was the biggest doubt in the Master of Order's heart. However, the Great Pig did have an inexplicable power that he could not see through. As for Xuanyuan, he looked very ordinary from beginning to end. He felt that there was nothing different. Suddenly, he thought of something and thought, "Oh right, if the Shiting ancient characters were in front of me, I would naturally be able to see them clearly. But these characters were derived from the understanding of the various clans. Even I can't see them clearly. But he can see them clearly and imprint them in his heart. What's going on? Even Overlord Concubine can only see a blur.
The more the Master of Order thought about it, the more terrified he became. Could Xuanyuan really be Emperor Wanhua the first?
Xuanyuan heard the Master of Order's thoughts through killing and entering reincarnation. He sighed in his heart and said, "Damn it, this stupid pig only knows how to cause trouble for me. How am I Emperor Wanhua the first? If I deny it, these two will fight to the end. Forget it, I can only continue acting now...."
"Haha, kid, just treat it as having fun being the Holy Emperor." The Greedy Old Man laughed.
The corner of Xuanyuan's mouth twitched. He felt helpless. The Great Pig was as unreliable as ever. How could he make up such things? The Master of Order was not easy to hide. If he was not careful, he would be exposed.
The group walked out of the Dao Restriction Plaza. Only then did the Master of Order use the Great Dao Godly Laws to heal the bruises on his body. Otherwise, it would truly be very unsightly. His mouth had been slapped crookedly, and he would look miserable.
One had to know that when the Master of Order faced the six Primordial Royal Races and used his six peerless dao treasures, he was able to beat the Primordial Royal Race to the brink of death. However, he had been beaten up by the pig-headed Thearch.
Everyone pretended not to see it. It was as if nothing had happened. This was an instinctive tacit understanding. After the Master of Order recovered, the Master of Order also pretended that nothing had happened.
Xuanyuan brought the Tyrant Blood Royals to the Dao Restriction Square to show them the strength of the Blue Dragon Holy Land. The Tyrant Blood Royals were an extremely belligerent race. If a major power wanted to accommodate them and control them, they would not be satisfied unless they had absolute strength.
The scene just now, where the pig-headed emperor beat up the Master of Order so badly that he couldn't even fight back, made them speechless. They had all witnessed the terrifying strength of the Master of Order, but he still fell to the hands of the pig-headed emperor.
In a short 15 days, Coldsky City was almost finished. The five Great Emperors of the Mohist Family all broke through. They had now entered the realm of the ancient sages. Their forging and construction skills were the best in the world. In the Primeval Era, the Mohist Family was in charge of the Ministry of Works of the Zhongzhou Dynasty. All the war machines, fortresses, and mechanisms were made by the Mohist Family.
To them, building a city was not difficult as long as they had enough materials. The Vermillion Bird City was built by the Mohist Divine Ancestor and the Vermillion Bird Immortal Beast. Its power had been demonstrated.
In Coldsky City, an immortal mountain stood tall, reaching the clouds. This was where Luo Zixi lived. Now, Luo Zixi was no longer the Manor Lord of Coldsky Immortal Abode, but the City Lord of Coldsky City. Everything had to start from scratch.
Xu Anyuan led the group to the teleportation portal built by the Devouring Emperor. They traveled 1.2 billion miles and arrived near Coldsky City. He said to Hegemon Ji, "From today onwards, you will be neighbors with Coldsky City. We will build a Blood Tyrant City here. What do you think?"
The 'Qinglong Sacred Area' would continue to expand its territory, which was the only thing they could do for now. It would be inappropriate for a hundred million people to be transferred to other cities all of a sudden, and it would easily cause the warriors of the atavistic royal tribes to lose their sense of belonging. Therefore, they would first settle them down in one place and build their own homes. After that, they would increase the interaction and trade between the cities, allowing the elites of the various tribes to slowly adapt to the life in the 'Qinglong Sacred Area'.
"Just do as you say!" This place was even better than the Tyrant Blood Royals. No one would be dissatisfied. The Devouring Emperor had spent a lot of effort to build this land. Hegemon Ji had absolute trust in Xu Anyuan.
"Very well. Twelve Sages, Eighteen Tyrant Blood Cavalries, Three Hundred and Sixty Cavalries, release the Archaic Emperor Bow. Later, I'll invite the seniors of the human race to temporarily stay in the future 'Blood Tyrant City'. I hope they can quickly adapt to the environment here. The 'Qinglong Sacred Area' is not the 'Tyrant Blood Royal Tribe', I hope they can slowly adapt to the environment here." Following this, Xuanyuan left with the Master of Order.
Ba Leiqi and the others could understand, so they nodded in agreement. A large number of young men from the Tyrant Blood Royal Family walked out of the Archaic Emperor Bow. They had all seen what Xuanyuan had done and admired him. In fact, from the bottom of their hearts, they acknowledged that Xuanyuan could be with Ba Ji.
Xuanyuan told Kong Ming about the fact that over a hundred million members of the Tyrant Blood Royal Tribe had survived, and Kong Ming was overjoyed, "That's great, Sacred Lord Xuanyuan, you've done a great job. Let's head to the Tyrant Blood City in the future, and the strength of the Qinglong Sacred Area will once again grow stronger."
Xuanyuan nodded. With an order, Mo Ying, Mo Xuan, the five experts of the Mohist family who had just stepped into the Ancient Sage Realm, Bai Youniang, and a group of young talents from the Demon Race, Qing Ming Royal Family, and the Human Race headed to the Blood Tyrant City.
The seven Mohist experts were in charge of discussing the construction of the city with the Archean royalty Sages. Bai Youniang was in charge of purchasing for the construction of the city. As for the young talents, they were in charge of daily administration. With them as representatives, they would first get along with the Tyrant Blood Royals.
Xuanyuan did not need to worry about these things. Tyrant Concubine needed to be in charge to prevent any big trouble. After all, she was the bloodline left behind by Emperor God Tyrant Ancient. Only she could intimidate all of the clansmen.
Xuanyuan and the Master of Order went straight to the Blue Dragon Palace. Today, the Blue Dragon Holy Land was extremely prosperous. The power of the people was gradually growing. The Master of Order was very familiar. It was common to see a three-year-old child in the King of Fighters Realm. In the outside world, a thirty-year-old adult might not be able to reach the King of Fighters Realm. In the future, the Blue Dragon Holy Land would become more and more powerful.
The Master of Order did not say it on the surface, but it was true that the Blue Dragon Holy Land was much stronger than the big forces in the outside world. Other than the first incarnation of Emperor Wanhua, who could make a big force flourish to such a point in such a short time? The more he thought about it, the more he believed that Xuanyuan should be one of the incarnations of Emperor Wanhua.
However, if he followed the path of Xuanyuan and the ten thousand races coexisted, he would have no way out. He would be suppressed for the rest of his life. He wanted the world to be in chaos, the more chaotic, the better. It would be best if he could destroy a few big races, and finally, he could escape from the suppression of the ancient word.
"What should I do? If Xuanyuan was a troublemaker, then it would be fine. But why does he want to make the ten thousand races coexist? Isn't this making things difficult for me? I'll kill the celestial race first. When the time comes, the seal will break a corner. I'll take it one step at a time. "The Master of Order thought about how to proceed.
During the Ancient Chaos, even though the celestial race ruled the Ancient Chaos, they did not kill all the ten thousand ancient races to prevent future troubles. They had the ability to do so. This was because if all these people died, the suppression of the ancient word would also disappear. The celestial race could not bear the wrath of the Master of Order.
"I know what you're worried about." Xuanyuan had not stopped prying into the mind of the Master of Order. The outside world could not hear it, but in the Devouring Immortal Abode, Xuanyuan had the geographical advantage.
The Master of Order's heart jumped, but he did not speak.
"The ten thousand races coexist is a general direction. When the time is right, I will release them one by one and let you out. You will still be the Master of Order, but the ten thousand races will no longer be the same as they were during the Primordial Era. Instead, they will be brand new. Everyone will be one, and they will support each other. Even if you want revenge, you won't be able to fight against the ten thousand races." Xuanyuan's words were filled with determination as he stared at the Master of Order.
The Master of Order looked at Xuanyuan and said, "The war will not stop. What you're doing is meaningless. What are you doing all this for?"
"There are some things that I can't find a real answer to. But the reason I'm doing this is very simple. I'm doing this for the people I love and those who love me. I want to live up to their expectations. I want to create a new world together, create a new era of prosperity, bring prosperity to the world, let the people settle down, let the will of the past be passed on, and let the world be peaceful." Xuanyuan's tone was very gentle. He looked at the Master of Order with determination.
The Master of Order did not say much. He was silent. Actually, if there were fewer wars during the Primordial Era, they would have the same thoughts as Xuanyuan. Then, the starry sky would become stronger and stronger. The strength of a plane had a lot to do with the living beings in it.
Xuanyuan brought the Master of Order to the Blue Dragon Mountain and entered the Blue Dragon Palace. A man in the palace frowned. When he saw Xuanyuan, he was pleasantly surprised. He hurriedly got up and walked down the palace. He bowed and said, "Holy Lord Xuanyuan, you're finally back. This is great. Something big has happened. I'll leave this matter to you!"
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