Ni Yeye aside, he was the son of the Thunder God and would turn against him sooner or later.
But Huangfu Mingzhu was the reincarnation of his lover, and he could not do anything to her.
The Demon King frowned. "You seem to be in a difficult position. Is it really as Qin Ming said? You and these two … no, the Celestial Court? You and the Celestial Court have some kind of unclear relationship?"
Wutian's pupils constricted and he hurriedly explained, "You misunderstand, Your Excellency. I was thinking that Ni Yeye and Huangfu Mingzhu's parents are both giants of the Celestial Court. If I really do as you say, won't I be courting death?"
The Demon King said, "If you refuse, you will die right now."
Wutian's eyes darkened.
The Demon King was a giant of the Alliance and his words carried weight. He did not think that the other party was just scaring him.
The Demon King continued, "The Holy Battlefield is isolated from the outside world. No one in the world can use their telepathic thoughts to investigate the situation inside. So, as long as you do it cleanly, you will not arouse the suspicion of the Thunder God and Huangfu Yi."
Wutian asked in confusion, "Who is Huangfu Yi?"
The Demon King explained, "He is Huangfu Mingzhu's father, the Great Commander of the Celestial Court. He is only slightly weaker than me."
Hearing this, Wutian was shocked. He did not expect Huangfu Mingzhu's father to be so powerful.
Wutian asked, "Do I not have any other choice?"
The Demon King shook his head. "No, and I'll be frank. When the Holy War is over, if Huangfu Mingzhu and Ni Yeye return to Tengoku, no one will be able to help you, including the Emperor of Heaven."
"Phew!"
Wutian took a deep breath and nodded. "Rest assured, Your Excellency. I will definitely complete the mission."
He indeed had no other choice. If he dared to refuse, the Demon King would really kill him.
But as long as he accepted this mission, he would have enough time to think of a solution.
"By the way, Lord Demon Emperor, why did the Holy War start in advance?" Wutian asked, puzzled.
Looking at the eager Wutian, the Demon Emperor pondered for a moment before saying, "I can tell you about this, but you can't tell anyone else. Because if it were to be leaked, it would definitely cause a huge uproar."
Wutian nodded.
The Devil Emperor said, "Two days ago, the altar leading to the Holy Battlefield suddenly appeared, and there were many cracks on it. At the time, we went with the Emperor of Heaven to investigate and found that it was man-made, but we couldn't find out who it was."
"Artificial? Two days ago? "
Wutian stared blankly for a moment. Suddenly, he recalled the loud noise he heard when he killed Li Yi's group of six outside the Imperial City. He asked in surprise, "Could it be the loud noise I heard in the Imperial City?"
"Loud noise?"
The Demon Emperor stared blankly for a moment before nodding in understanding.
Wutian hurriedly asked, "Where is the altar?"
The Demon Emperor replied, "Tengoku."
Wutian's heart was in turmoil at these words.
The altar was located in the distant Tengoku, so it was inconceivable that the sound could reach the Northern Region.
Wutian asked, "Is there no way to repair the altar?"
The Demon Emperor said, "We don't need to repair it. In fifty years, the altar will disappear. At that time, it will automatically repair itself, and the next time it appears, it will be intact."
Wutian was astonished. Self-repair? Did that mean that the altar had its own consciousness?
"I don't know the exact reason, but you don't need to worry about it. Just complete the task I gave you. As for first place, it's best if you can take it, but if you can't, I won't force it."
After saying this, the Demon Emperor disappeared without a trace.
This time, he really left.
Wutian also began to ponder.
The altar leading to the Holy Battlefield had appeared two days ago and disappeared fifty years later. In other words, the altar would only appear for fifty years.
And these fifty years seemed to be the time the Ruler of the Celestial realm had given them to prepare.
But why would the altar suddenly appear? And who was the one who destroyed the altar?
Or could it be that the one who destroyed the altar was the one who made the altar appear earlier?
But why would he do that?
Also, did the altar appear earlier in the Saints' Realm?
More importantly, the Demon Emperor and the Thunder God were undoubtedly stronger than the Demon Slave, but why couldn't they see through the Astral Realm and his constitution?
These questions popped up one after another and almost filled his head.
But none of them could provide the real answer.
Shaking his head, Wutian temporarily suppressed these doubts. He summoned the Bird Saint and had the Bird Saint carry him to the Ninth District.
He had to go to the ninth area to figure it out.
At the same time, in the sky above the ancient city, Ni Yeye and Huangfu Mingzhu were talking to the Thunder God.
Ni Yeye asked, "Old man, did you see anything just now?"
"I'm your father after all. Show some respect."
The Thunder God glared at him.
Ni Yeye pursed his lips.
The Thunder God was full of helplessness, but there was still a trace of doting in his eyes. He shook his head and said, "No, when I used my divine thoughts to check Li Buluan, I sensed a very mysterious divine power on him that blocked everything. I guess his identity is not simple."
Ni Yeye said in surprise, "Even you can't see through it. Who is the owner of the divine power? Is it the Emperor of Heaven and the Demon Lord? "
The Thunder God said, "It can't be the Emperor of Heaven, because no matter what, the Emperor of Heaven won't hide anything from me. But the Demon Lord … is a little suspicious. Don't worry about it. I'll investigate it."
Ni Yeye nodded.
"Mingzhu, Ye 'er, I'll ask you again. Are you sure you want to go to the Holy Battlefield? It's not too late to regret now, "the Thunder God said.
"I won't regret it. Not only will I go in, but I will also win first place," Ni Yeye said.
"I didn't say anything heroic, but I have to go to the Holy Battlefield," Huangfu Mingzhu said.
The Thunder God looked at the two of them deeply and finally sighed deeply. "This is your own decision. Don't blame us as your elders for not reminding you in the future."
Huangfu Mingzhu and the Thunder God looked at each other and smiled. Their meaning was self-evident.
"The Holy Battlefield is not a child's play. Take care of yourself!"
Seeing this, the Thunder God shook his head, gave them a reminder, and then disappeared.
The two dominators left one after another, and the Divine Realm calmed down again.
Some people went into seclusion to make the final breakthrough before the Holy War began.
Some people were still lingering in the fighting arena, because as long as they won a hundred-game winning streak, they could get a few rare spiritual essences. When they went to the Holy Battlefield, their chances of survival would also be greatly increased.
Besides, the rewards for winning ten to ninety consecutive games were also very tempting.
The Divine Realm fell into a tense atmosphere of cultivation, but Wutian's heart was in a mess at the moment.
After three days, under the guidance of the Bird Saint, he finally arrived at the sealed space.
But he stood in front of the seal, not daring to enter, because he was afraid that he would see something he didn't want to see.
The Bird Saint said, "Don't hesitate. You'll have to go in sooner or later."
"Yes, I'll have to go in sooner or later. What am I hesitating for?"
These words woke him up. Wutian clenched his teeth, bit his finger, and pressed it against the seal.
A door quickly opened, and an extremely pure elemental energy surged out like a tide.
Wutian's spirits rose, but he was inwardly shocked.
Not only was the elemental energy here hundreds of times denser than the last time he came, it couldn't even compare to the Astral Realm!
The moment he stepped in, his entire body was submerged in elemental energy. Looking around, the void was filled with colorful streams of energy, and he could only see a radius of three zhang.
This was the product of elemental energy at its peak!
It was no exaggeration to say that the energy contained in each stream of energy was equivalent to the sum of hundreds of elemental essences.
No wonder Han Tian and the other two's cultivation soared so quickly. It was because they had such a good cultivation environment.
Wutian walked in the direction of the three soldier souls according to his memory.
After a dozen breaths, he finally saw three blurry figures, but they were lying flat in the void.
Wutian's expression changed. He hurriedly flew over and stopped in front of the three.
Little Wuhao followed closely behind as he turned to look at the battle.
If the three weren't Han Tian, Di Tian, and Ye Tian, who could they be?
But the three of them had their eyes closed and were lying quietly in the void, as if they had fallen into a deep sleep and were unconscious.
"Hey, wake up!"
Wutian shouted, but there was no response.
Wutian hurriedly bent down and carefully examined Han Tian's situation.
But when he got closer, he discovered that Han Tian didn't have a heartbeat!
Without a heartbeat, that meant death!
Wutian's face instantly turned pale, and his eyes were bloodshot. He suppressed the grief in his heart and checked the situation of Di Tian and Ye Tian.
He discovered that the situation was exactly the same as Han Tian's!
And even their souls and Primordial Spirits had disappeared!
Whoosh!!!
Then, his figure flashed wildly in the sealed space, looking for the three soldier souls.
But after searching every corner of the sealed space, he couldn't find the three soldier souls!
"How could this be? Weren't they fine when I left the Divine Land last time? How could this happen? Why … "
Suddenly, Wutian seemed to have lost his soul. He lay paralyzed in the void and muttered to himself. He couldn't help but cry, and his whole body was filled with grief.
Many scenes uncontrollably appeared in Xiao Chen's mind.
These were the memories in the depths of his soul. They were the memories of meeting the three of them, conquering the five continents, the ancient battlefield, the Realm of the Gods, and stepping into the Celestial realm …
They were the memories of going through life and death together …
But this time, his three best brothers were dead, and he was still alive …
"Heavens, why did you do this? Why did you take them away from me …"
Finally, he couldn't help but stand up and roar to the sky. His heart felt like it was being stabbed by a knife, and he was in so much pain that he wanted to die!
He didn't stop until his voice was hoarse, and he lay powerlessly in the void again.
His eyes were lifeless. Besides grief, there was a trace of helplessness and despair …
If their souls hadn't disappeared, he still had a way to revive them.
Even if their souls were shattered, as long as the fragments of their souls were still there, he could use the Heavenly Soul Herb to save them.
But …
Their souls had all disappeared …
Even if he had the Heavenly Soul Herb, it wouldn't help!
He recalled the happy times in the past …
The scenes of him fighting against the world …
The scenes of him risking his life …
His heart was in great pain, and the corners of his eyes were bleeding …
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