Where is the road?
The Central Divine Province was in turmoil, and the situation was even worse than that of the Southern Hell Immortal Province.
In the first year,
The Protoss, Evil, Underworld, and Heavenly Court had conflicts of all sizes. They were just probing attacks, and they even allied with each other.
Until the second year, there was a chaotic war. No one trusted each other. Everyone wanted to destroy each other in the Central Divine Prefecture. Therefore, countless experts attacked each other.
But there was still no large-scale war. Purple Face Godly Lord led a group of experts from various races to the Heaven Mountain Sword Pool to cultivate the Heaven Mountain Sword Dao. Countless people improved rapidly.
The Purple Face Godly Lord, on the other hand, spent most of his time outside, absorbing the experts of the Ten Thousand Races, including some strange beasts that had lived for countless years, hiding in the land of the Nine Heavens. These existences were all extremely powerful and independent. No matter which race it was, they would only want to tame them and not respect them. The strong had their pride and would not easily submit. The Purple Face Godly Lord, on the one hand, gave them a place to stay, and on the other hand, treated them with great courtesy. Most importantly, they all had the same vision — to ascend to Primordial Origin and create a new era of prosperity.
Therefore, Purple Face Godly Lord's bitter pursuit had been smooth sailing. He kept increasing the strength of the Rogue Cultivator Alliance. With the four sword spirits guarding Heaven Mountain, there weren't many battles. Heaven Mountain, which was filled with killing intent, was a rare pure land.
Sacred Qilin Prince and the others lived in seclusion in the Sea of Bitterness. They had a fortuitous encounter and their strength skyrocketed. They trained in the Sea of Bitterness day and night, not daring to leave. The West Prefecture had been completely occupied by the Underworld. During these years, the Underworld had received countless experts from its Yellow Springs Origin. If it wasn't for Xuanyuan destroying the Mount Tai Realm Gate, the consequences would have been unimaginable.
However, just when everyone thought this situation would continue, in the third year, when the war between the four major forces started to escalate, a large group of terrifying existences suddenly invaded.
That day when the end of the world came, the end of the world really came.
Countless living beings were wailing. The entire land was shaking. Violent battle energy swept through the entire Central Divine Prefecture. There were attacks everywhere. Almost no place was peaceful.
That battle was so intense that almost all the Divine Race, Evil Race, Heavenly Court, and Underworld had joined forces to defend against these great forces from the outer realms. Otherwise, they would have been defeated one by one.
They all knew that these great factions that had suddenly attacked were either great races that had left their legacies in foreign worlds during the Primordial Era, or terrifying existences that had appeared during the Ancient Chaos Era when the God Race and the Ten Thousand Races fought until the Central World collapsed. They did not want to participate too much in the chaos and were waiting for the moment the Central World merged.
The moment had come. They had all arrived, and every single one of them possessed terrifying power.
The "Central Divine Land" was in a state of frenzy. The Divine Princes of the Heavenly Sun Sect, the Moon Thearch Sect, the Divine Princes of Zhan Yuan Sect, the Divine Princes of the Nine Nether Sect and the Soul-Hooking Goddess had all died without a doubt.
The Divine Son of Heaven Wasteland, the Divine Son of Xing Han, the Divine Son of Taiyin Goddess Bi Luo survived and made great breakthroughs.
As for the Godly Son Long Zhu that Xuanyuan had transformed into, his position in the God Race became more and more important. This was because Xuanyuan had given his all to the God Race. In order to prevent the God Race from being destroyed, he had come up with all sorts of strange tactics and defeated the great factions in the outer realms.
This was because if the God Race of the Central Divine Prefecture was destroyed in this battle, they would lose the right to talk to the God Race. The identity that Xuanyuan had painstakingly disguised for himself would lose all meaning. He wanted to truly infiltrate the God Race and sit in an important position.
Although the identity of Godly Son Long Zhu was not outstanding in battle, his wisdom in leading troops in battle was unparalleled. He had made many great contributions to the God Race.
Among the younger generation of Godly Sons, none of them were as famous as Godly Son Long Zhu. Their individual battle prowess was too insignificant in the chaotic battlefield.
In terms of battle prowess, Goddess Long Yue was number one. It was said that Goddess Long Yue had killed her way into the Hundred Thousand Mountain Range of the Witch Race and had a fortuitous encounter. She had survived and mastered a Witch Race poison art. Countless people looked at her as if they had seen a ghost. Even a fourth-tier Ancient Emperor had been poisoned to death by Goddess Long Yue.
Every move she made was filled with poison arts, making people afraid to avoid her. In battle, she was Godly Son Long Zhu's right-hand man.
In a battle a few days ago, Xuanyuan had led the God Race into the enemy's trap, causing great casualties. Fortunately, Xuanyuan had arranged for a pawn to carve out a bloody path, causing the Heaven Ghost Race to suffer great losses. Although they had suffered great losses in this battle, they had regained their reputation. Victory and defeat were common in war. No one blamed Xuanyuan because he had won more battles than he lost. This was enough.
At this moment, Xuanyuan was standing alone on the walls of the Shattered Sky City, watching the turmoil in this world.
This was truly an age of darkness and chaos. There was not a single day of rest. He suddenly felt mentally and physically exhausted. He had lost his goal and was lost.
Was the God Race really his greatest enemy? But he was commanding hundreds of millions of God Race soldiers in battle?
After experiencing so much, Xuanyuan realized that the true enemy was never others, but himself. If you wanted to be an enemy, then you were an enemy. If you wanted to be a friend, then you were a friend! As long as you were strong enough!
"If I could be strong enough, then there would not be so much chaos in this world. I would be able to control everything and create a golden age!"
"It's a pity that my current strength is too weak. There are so many Heavenly Emperors in the First Heaven of Ancient Emperor Realm. How can I fight them? Unless I can step into the Heavenly Emperor Realm, but I'm still far from that day!"
Xuanyuan felt a sense of helplessness in his heart. Many strategies could have been successful, but in the face of absolute power, strategies could work. But the other party could defeat everything with brute force!
It was not that he was not strong enough, but that the other party was too strong!
"Li, where do you think our future lies? Who are our enemies?" This clone of Xuanyuan had the same thoughts as Xuanyuan. All these years, he and Xiangliu Li had fought everywhere. First, they allied with the Evil Race, the Heavenly Court, and the Underworld. Then, they fell out with each other, and they fought with countless traps and plots.
In the end, the experts from the outer realms descended like divine soldiers from the heavens. The Evil Race, the Divine Race, the Heavenly Court, and the Underworld were completely covered in attacks. Xuanyuan had no choice but to use the methods of the School of Vertical and Horizontal to unite the experts from the outer realms.
"When the enemy comes, I kill them!" Xiangliu Li sighed. She felt unprecedentedly tired. It was as though war was endless!
"Do you still remember your original goal?" Xuanyuan asked.
"My original goal was to protect the Central Divine Prefecture! To protect our home!" Xiangliu Li's eyes shone brightly!
"But whose home is this? Any expert from the Outer Realm was once the master of this world!" Xuanyuan couldn't find the answer.
"At least not long ago, the Central Divine Prefecture was our home! They abandoned this home! They didn't protect it for so many years! Why did they come to this land just because they once lived there? If it was theirs, why did they abandon it?" Xiangliu Li's thoughts became incomparably firm. The Witch Race had sacrificed far, far too much for this land!
"They were forced out of this world by the power of the God Race! They were unwilling to fight against the God Race, and we, the Shaman Race, will lead all the races to destroy the God Race and create a pure land for the human race! The Hundred Sages Great Path will prosper, and all races will be at peace! Anyone who causes chaos in their homeland will be my enemy!" Xiangliu Li's words were sonorous, powerful, and deafening, causing Xuanyuan to walk out of his confusion.
"Thank you, Li!" Xuanyuan held Xiangliu Li in his arms. Right now, his incarnation couldn't communicate with his main body because they were too far apart. The incarnation still had the intelligence and consciousness that Xuanyuan had when he left the Central Divine Prefecture. It was just that his experiences were completely different from Xuanyuan's main body, and so his mentality was different from Xuanyuan's!
Only when Xuanyuan returned would he be able to communicate with this incarnation. The two of them could feel the different experiences and different mentalities of this stage. When they combined, they would be able to have a huge breakthrough!
Xiangliu Li's body trembled. She felt Xuanyuan's warmth. Over the years, the two of them had gone through life and death battles, and had already established an extremely deep relationship.
Although some words weren't spoken, the two of them could feel their hearts slowly moving closer to each other!
"Are you still unable to communicate with your main body?" Xiangliu Li and Xuanyuan embraced each other. She hoped that Xuanyuan's main body would return with a brand new Blue Dragon Holy Land!
"It's too far away, but my main body's strength is increasing. I believe that when my main body returns, our races will definitely have a brand new appearance!" Xuanyuan had always been very confident in himself.
"That's good. Shaman Wu Yi won't be able to hold on for too long. Although his strength is constantly increasing, he said that he can only hold on for another twelve years at most. If the Blue Dragon Holy Land doesn't return by then, we'll be in danger without Shaman Wu Yi's protection!" Xiangliu Li said cautiously.
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