"Man Qingshui! You've seen the current situation. How much longer do you have to wait? "The Tongtian Lord's voice was close to a growl, and one could hear the anger in it.
Man Qingshui was the name of the Right Emissary of the Anti-Union Religion. He was a Level 5 Wu Zun, and his title was — Explosive Death God!
"Leader … I …" Explosive Death God's tone was mixed with an inexplicable fear. His hesitant expression made the Tongtian Lord even more furious.
The Tongtian Lord roared, "I'm not telling you as a brother, I'm ordering you as the Leader!"
"If you want to see everything that I've painstakingly built destroyed, you can continue to be manipulated by that person!" The Tongtian Lord stared at Explosive Death God.
After a long time, Explosive Death God slowly stood up and knelt on one knee towards the Tongtian Lord. He said respectfully, "Your subordinate … obeys!"
As the headquarters of the Anti-Union Religion, the Poison Fog Valley was built on a mountain range. It was accessible from all directions, and all the higher-ups of the Anti-Union Religion lived there.
Currently, in one of the dimly lit rooms, a person sat by a long table, holding an ink brush and writing a letter.
The person standing beside him straightened his back and looked respectful.
After a while, hearing footsteps coming from outside the room, the person sitting by the long table finally stopped writing. He folded the letter and instructed, "You're the person I trust the most here. I'll leave this letter to you. Give it to Lin Yun half a year later."
The person slowly stood up and handed the letter to the man in black beside him.
The weak light shone on his pale face, and he looked a little frightening.
"Lord Ji …" The man in black's only exposed eyes were filled with hot tears.
"Don't be sad for me. This is my destiny." Ji Leshan was very calm. He patted the man in black's shoulder and said, "Go, the Divine Heaven Auction House will be yours from now on. Remember what I said."
"Your subordinate understands!" The man in black wiped his tears. At this moment, the door was already opened. Two servants walked in and bowed to Ji Leshan.
"Lord Ji, the Right Emissary requests your presence."
"Let's go!" With his hands behind his back, Ji Leshan walked out of the house with his head held high.
After a while, Ji Leshan was led by two servants to the side hall on the right side of the palace.
Death God of Explosion had been waiting here for a long time.
The two servants retreated, and Ji Leshan's gaze fell on the Explosion Reaper.
"You know why I called you here." Death God of Explosion stared straight at Ji Leshan as if he wanted to swallow Ji Leshan whole.
"A hundred years should indeed come to an end." Ji Leshan's tone was very cold, like an iceberg.
Death God of Explosion didn't seem surprised by his attitude. He slowly untied the gauze wrapped around his body and said, "There's something I want you to know."
"They're dead. I've known about this for a long time." Ji Leshan suddenly interrupted him.
The Death God of Explosion's movements suddenly came to a halt, his eyes clearly revealing surprise as he asked, "When did you find out?"
"Many years ago, when you were talking to the leader, I overheard it." Ji Leshan's eyes gradually became filled with hatred, anger, and unwillingness. However, these emotions were quickly suppressed by him.
Death God of Explosion was stunned at first, but he still untied the gauze on his body.
Other than the word "disgusting", there were no other words to describe his body.
His upper body was almost like pieces of rotten flesh, and between the flesh, one could even see the organs that were about to rot in his body.
"Since you know, why don't you resist? Are you waiting for this moment to kill me? "Death God of Explosion sneered.
"Since resistance is useless, why should I resist?" Ji Leshan shook his head and said calmly, "A hundred years ago, I should have died. I'm just living for another hundred years."
"At the end of the day … I'm just a clone of yours …"
Death God of Explosion waved his hand and said, "I wanted to let you live for a few more days, but unfortunately, I can't wait anymore …"
As soon as he finished speaking, the entire room fell into dead silence.
At the same time, at the headquarters of the Sacred Alliance.
Fang Mingguang and Luo Tianying planned to use the location of the Anti-Union Religion Headquarters as a bargaining chip to inform the Sacred Alliance so that they could get help from the Sacred Alliance.
However, what infuriated them was that after they arrived at the Holy Mountain Range, they were directly thrown out. The Sacred Alliance did not even give them a chance to speak.
"These guys! This is too much! To think that we even helped them deal with the Celestial realm during the Pinnacle War! "Even Fang Mingguang, who had a forbearing personality, could not control his emotions at that moment.
They had arrived at the Holy Mountain Range without any obstructions along the way. They had planned to seek an audience with the Space Lord, but they had been rejected.
Even though they had written the location of the Anti-Union Religion Headquarters on a scroll and handed it to the Space Lord, it was still the same.
"Big Brother, the Sacred Alliance is determined not to help. What should we do?" Han Le asked anxiously. He was worried that if they did not appear, the people from the Anti-Union Religion Headquarters would harm Fire Blade, Liu Yun, and the others.
Fang Mingguang and Luo Tianying exchanged glances. The two of them had a tacit understanding.
Since there was no one to help, they could only rely on their own strength.
"I never thought that I would be able to fight alongside you again," Luo Tianying said with a sigh.
"In that case, let's make a trip to the Poison Mist Valley together," Fang Mingguang said with narrowed eyes.
As soon as he said that, the five members of the Gang of Ten and the four members of the Seven Blades Gang flew into the sky. Their destination was the Poison Mist Valley.
They naturally did not have much confidence in the alliance of the Gang of Ten and the Seven Blades Gang.
However, in order to save their people, they had no choice but to do so.
However, they still did not understand why the Anti-Union Religion Headquarters had not made a move since they had set up the trap at the Ice Mist Valley.
At the same time, the Anti-Union Religion Headquarters had already called back all the troops they had deployed.
The Tongtian Lord did not dare to underestimate this matter. Regardless of whether the Sacred Alliance's target was the Poison Mist Valley or not, he needed to take precautions in advance.
Furthermore, he knew that this would definitely be a tough battle, so he did not have the time to care about the Gang of Ten and the Seven Blades Gang.
The war between the Sacred Alliance Headquarters and the Anti-Union Religion Headquarters was about to break out. Both the Seven Blades Gang and the Gang of Ten were merely pawns for both sides.
The five million troops of the Sacred Alliance Headquarters had already left the Sacred Mountain Range and were about to reach the Kaize Region. This war was destined to begin.
The Tongtian Lord was not sure whether they could survive this time.
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