Apart from the Rakshasa Purgatory, the other two were peaceful.
The panic brought about by Luo Mo and the impending opening of the Ruins of God were enough for the High Paragon Celestial Venerables and those from the Upper Worlds, as well as those who had the qualifications to enter the Ruins of God with the Ruins of God Token, to calm down and make preparations.
The only change was perhaps Xuanzhi of the Xuanluo Immortal Kingdom.
Because of the Buddha Scripture, Xuanzhi had been summoned to the Kongming Mystic Domain by Shangguan Yunyi.
How good was Xuanzhi at tricking people?
This supreme traitor of the Xuanluo Immortal Kingdom, who was riddled with traps, had shocked everyone with his Buddha Seal and flattered Shangguan Yunyi with just the right amount of flattery, instantly becoming Shangguan Yunyi's guest.
"Master, acting is in place. All that's left is for you to show off …"
Xuanzhi, who had left the hall, looked up at the sky and murmured to himself. His eyes were filled with mockery towards the supreme talents of the Upper Worlds.
Because of the arrival of Shen Wushuang's God Kingdom, the borders of the Rakshasa Purgatory had become a bloodbath.
The Emperors did not want to bother with it at first, but "Luo Mo" had come to the God Kingdom's battlefield for the second time and ordered for people. Even though he had left after fighting for dozens of days, they still had to take over the mess he had left behind.
Especially considering "Luo Mo"'s final order to continue fighting, the Emperors looked at each other and had no choice but to send more elites to the God Kingdom's battlefield.
Seeing that Rakshasa was killing more and more people and getting more and more powerful, Shen Wushuang felt a headache coming on.
As long as the Deity Wars he had started did not end with his side's victory, the turmoil caused by the statue of the Departed Soul Monarch would not stop.
And now, fortunately, he had not completely killed Zhuang Zhou. Otherwise, not only would he not be able to quickly win the Deity Wars, he might not even be able to win.
Even though Zhuang Zhou's performance was extremely eye-catching and he was steadily advancing with his Divine Weapon, based on the current rate of advancement, it was impossible for the Divine Battle to end in a short period of time.
While Shen Wushuang was being held back by Rakshasa, Xie Tian, who was disguised as Luo Mo, and Luo Yin traveled day and night. Two days later, they arrived at the city closest to the Temple of the Ominous Star, Rakshasa.
"This is Blood Lichi City, it belongs to Monarch Luo Fang and is guarded by Monarch Luo Li …"
Luo Yin's voice was flat, but it was filled with the despair of not wanting to resist and the helplessness of not wanting to struggle.
Because the Xie Tian in her heart had become so strong that she didn't have the heart to resist, and she didn't even have the heart to wag her tail and beg for pity.
The only thing she could do was to follow behind Xie Tian and wait for the day of freedom.
This could not be considered calm, but rather a soul that had already lost its life.
"We'll stay here for a day before we set off."
After the time it took for an incense stick to burn, the two checked into an inn.
Xie Tian ignored Luo Yin and directly entered the Moon of Demons.
In the Moon of Demons, the real Luo Mo was still unconscious due to the Moon of Demons' tricks.
"I can't defend against his warning," the Moon of Demons said calmly. "If you want to know something, you can only search his soul. But be careful, his divine soul might also be protected by the power of the Sage …"
Xie Tian nodded.
This was normal.
Even Chu Lingxian had a rather powerful dao artifact, Xiao Lian, to protect her, let alone the genius of Rakshasa from the Two Tribes God Realm.
There were many things that Xie Tian wanted to know.
The Two Tribes God Realm pressured him so much that he couldn't breathe. This made him want to know more about the Two Tribes God Realm.
With the Moon of Demons' warning, Xie Tian didn't dare to be careless. He carefully opened the Rainbow Soul Hell and borrowed the power of the four old witches to send a trace of his divine soul into Luo Mo's sea of consciousness.
Time flew.
Half a day later, Xie Tian, who was sitting in front of Luo Mo, opened his eyes and looked up at the sky.
The Two Tribes God Realm were in the sky.
"The Two Tribes God Realm, the Heavenly Court of Kunxu with eight major sites and countless families, and the Royal Court of the Returning Ruins with three parts of the world …"
After letting himself think for a while, Xie Tian let out a self-deprecating smile.
Because no matter which one, it didn't seem to be a place where he could live.
Even the Love Querying Palace, which was similar to the Heaven Defying Palace, was unfamiliar to him.
It seemed that the temporary indulgence had made a thought that had been suppressed in Xie Tian's mind resurface. He sank his mind into the Evil Body and saw the two little ones.
The two little ones were still talking about the battle with Luo Mo on the throne.
Especially the stupidly cute spirit root, his words were filled with regret that he did not twist Luo Bu into the word 'awesome'.
Xie Tian had the same feelings for the two little ones.
The Little Tyrant of Hongmeng was his predecessor, carrying his overbearing and arrogant life in the ancient times.
The stupid Spirit Root gave him a new life at the age of twelve. Just like him, she lived in fear in the world.
"Who is Luo Yun?"
Xie Tian asked, interrupting the two little ones' conversation.
The Little Tyrant was confused.
"How do you remember him? What else do you remember? "
The Little Tyrant was still confused.
It wasn't an act.
From a certain point of view, Xie Tian was the Little Tyrant and the stupid Spirit Root. There were no secrets between the three of them.
But when the Little Tyrant said Luo Yun, he felt an impulse, thinking that the Little Tyrant had remembered the past.
Even though he suppressed the impulse because of the Dark Blade's warning …
But after learning about the Two Tribes God Realm from Luo Mo's mind, the impulse came again. He couldn't suppress it no matter how determined he was.
"Never mind …"
Seeing the Little Tyrant like this, Xie Tian was a little disappointed, but also a little relieved.
"Perhaps, it's better not to know …"
Just as he was comforting himself, the Little Tyrant's absent-minded voice sounded.
"I don't remember either. I only have a faint impression that this Luo Yun was taught a terrible lesson by this Overlord …"
Xie Tian nodded, and did not ask any further.
Perhaps, the Little Tyrant knew less than him.
"The Ancient Ancestor's son, huh …"
Although the Ancient Ancestor's son seemed to conflict with the Rakshasa inheritance Luo Mei spoke of, he would rather believe in what Luo Mo said.
This was not a rare occurrence.
At the very least, not many people in this world would be able to understand that Xie Tian was once a Little Tyrant who ran amok in the Ancient Era.
Seeing the two little ones pretending to cultivate the Elemental Nurturing Art, Xie Tian's consciousness retreated.
"He left?"
"He left."
"Continue!"
"Speak, I'm listening!"
…
The moment Xie Tian left, the two little ones began their lively conversation again.
Their conversation mainly revolved around the Little Tyrant's bragging, while the Dumb Spirit Root was in charge of listening, admiring, flattering, and worshipping.
Seeing this, Xie Tian's nose turned sour. He hurriedly blinked his eyes, and only then did he suppress the tears that he could not explain. Then, he decisively swung his blade, cutting off the emotions that he should not have, and regained his calmness.
The things he obtained from Luo Mo's consciousness were enough to turn Xie Tian into a ninety-percent Luo Mo.
And this was the reason why Xie Tian dared to enter the Malefic Star Rakshasa Palace.
At the very least, the Malefic Star Rakshasa Palace Master who could contend against Shen Wushuang without falling into a disadvantageous position was worthy of his attention.
On the morning of the second day, the two set off once again.
Two days later, Xie Tian's bloody pupils narrowed slightly as he looked forward.
Even though they were still several million kilometers away, he could faintly sense an oppressive pressure coming from the front.
This pressure came from the Malefic Star Rakshasa Palace, and it far surpassed what he felt when he gazed at the broken mountain peak.
"I seem to hear the sound of a surging river …"
Hearing this, Luo Yin muttered numbly.
"The Malefic Star Rakshasa Palace is floating above a boundless river of blood."
Six hours later, when Xie Tian saw this river, his heart palpitated.
Because what was surging like thunder was not river water, but fresh blood.
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