The Sky-reaching Rope said, "Old man Xuanyuan, if you dare to talk nonsense again, I will really attack you!"
Then, the three Godly Items fell silent. It was hard to make a choice!
"Sigh!"
The First God of War sighed helplessly. If he had known that there would be so many changes, he would have killed Wutian at the first moment!
A moment of kindness not only ruined his plan, but also caused the current impasse. It was the biggest joke in the world!
Wutian squinted his eyes and glanced at the three Godly Items. Their reactions were within his expectations. However, his revenge plan was not limited to this!
"Swoosh!"
Wutian looked at the headless body. His blood-red eyes glowed eerily as he sneered, "First God of War, the Astral Realm is indeed a peerless treasure. However, it is also a deadly poison. I will make you regret it!"
Then, he looked around and shouted, "Everyone, I'm afraid you don't know that there are hundreds of millions of Godly Herbs in the Astral Realm. There are also thirteen Spiritual Veins, eighteen Forbidden Stone Mines, seven types of Ultimate Divine Powers, and the Spring of Life!"
"What?"
"So many treasures!"
"There are even Ultimate Divine Powers and the Spring of Life. This is unbelievable!"
Everyone was shocked. Even the people of the Eight Great Fighting Clans felt a strong desire and greed in their hearts.
The Heavenly Emperor bowed to the first generation Thunder God and the first generation Great Commander and begged, "Ancestors, please do your best to obtain the ultimate divine power and the Spring of Life."
"I didn't expect this guy to have so many treasures. No wonder he doesn't want to bring outsiders to the Astral Realm." Ouyang Chengjun looked at Wutian with shock in his eyes. Suddenly, his eyes flashed and he said to the three old men in blood-red clothes, "Uncles, how can we let go of such treasures so easily?"
"Boom!!!"
Then, the five supreme experts stepped forward. Their target was the First God of War!
The Sky-reaching Gate, Sky-reaching Rope, and the Source of Heavenly Flames were indifferent. They had no intention of helping.
The people of the Eight Great Fighting Clans looked at each other, unable to make up their minds.
Seeing everyone's reaction, the Holy Leader frowned and said in a deep voice, "Everyone, now is not the time to care about personal gains and losses. Please consider the overall situation!"
One of the Eight Great Battle Clans said, "Without the help of the three divine items, can we defeat the five Celestial Venerables?"
The Sacred Lord was silent.
Boom!
The five supreme powerhouses and the first generation War God clashed. Facing the joint attack of five Empyrean powerhouses, the first generation War God was clearly not their match. He immediately showed signs of defeat.
The Sacred Lord's face sank, and thousands of thoughts flashed through his mind. Suddenly, he had a flash of inspiration, and he transmitted a message to the second and third generation Sacred Lords, "Seniors, we still have a chance. As long as we capture the Emperor of Heaven, we can open the God Sealing Temple."
The eyes of the second-generation and third-generation Divine Lords lit up. Now that the first-generation God of Thunder and the Chief Commander were entangled with the first-generation God of War, the remaining three Celestial Lords of the Celestial realm were nothing to worry about. This was undoubtedly an excellent opportunity.
The two of them looked at each other. Then, their pressure erupted, covering the world and imprisoning the entire area!
Whoosh!
The second-generation Sacred Lord shot towards the Emperor of Heaven like a bolt of lightning!
"You dare!?"
The first-generation God of Thunder and the Chief Commander's complexions changed. They shook off the first-generation War God and turned around to rescue him. But at this time, the third-generation Sacred Lord stepped forward and blocked the two of them. Divine power surged out from him, and with his strength alone, he forcefully dragged the two of them down!
"Hurry and protect the Emperor of Heaven!"
The first-generation God of Thunder shouted. The other three Celestial Venerables of the Celestial realm immediately appeared in front of the Emperor of Heaven, protecting him.
"Do you think you can stop me?"
The second-generation Sacred Lord sneered. He punched out with his fist. It seemed like a light punch, but the moment it collided, the three Celestial Venerables were sent flying. With several loud bangs, the three Celestial Venerables burned their life force and forcefully stopped in midair. Then, they rushed towards the second-generation Sacred Lord!
However, the second-generation Sacred Lord's sneer deepened. He didn't even look at them. He loosened his fist, which transformed into an eagle's claw, and grabbed towards the Emperor of Heaven!
"How can it be so easy!?"
Wutian, who had witnessed the entire process, sneered. But just as he was about to take action, a gray-clothed old man descended from the skies. He stretched out his skinny hand and waved it in the air. Yellow divine power poured down and quickly condensed into a stone shield. It seemed as if it was cast from divine iron, and it shined with divine light!
Bang!
The second-generation Sacred Lord's fist landed on the stone shield. But, it didn't shatter at first. After three breaths of time, it cracked open.
During these three breaths of time, the gray-clothed old man descended beside the Emperor of Heaven. He smiled faintly and said, "Emperor of Heaven, I'm late. Please forgive me."
The Emperor of Heaven said, "Senior, you're too polite. You're the first Hall Master of Tianbaoge Hall. It's my honor to be here. I wouldn't dare to blame you."
"Greetings, Chief Hall Master."
Huangfu Yi and the others all bowed.
"The first Hall Master of Tianbaoge Hall!"
Wutian's pupils shrank. He didn't expect there to be such a strong person in the Celestial realm.
"Haha."
The gray-clothed old man smiled and looked at the second-generation Sacred Lord. He smiled and said, "Your Excellency, before we fight, please allow me to deal with some personal matters."
The second-generation Sacred Lord frowned and retreated to the side, waiting for an opportunity.
The gray-clothed old man lowered his head and looked at Wutian. He said, "Young friend, please return the second-generation Divine Spark to me."
"The second-generation?"
There was a trace of doubt in the eyes of the Emperor of Heaven and the others.
Wutian raised his eyebrows and sneered, "Old man, I found the second generation Pavilion Master's godhead. It's my good fortune, and it's also my fate with the second generation Pavilion Master. You're a noble Heavenly Venerable, don't tell me you want to force me?"
"So, that's how it is."
Everyone finally understood. No wonder Wutian could injure the Xuanyuan Phoenix in one move. It turned out that the previous owner of the supreme godhead was the second-generation Chief Hall Master of Tianbaoge Hall!
The gray-clothed old man shook his head, and a trace of sadness crept onto his wrinkled face. He sighed and said, "If it was someone else's godhead, even if it was a Heavenly Venerable godhead, this old man wouldn't have interfered, much less snatched it. But the second-generation Hall Master's godhead must be returned to this old man because the second-generation Hall Master is this old man's son. I hope young friend can understand this old man's feelings."
"The second-generation Hall Master is the first-generation Hall Master's son?"
Wutian's brows furrowed into a thin line. This was something he had never expected, and it had caught him off guard.
Although his battle prowess was comparable to the Emperor of Heaven, he had no chance of winning against a Heavenly Venerable. In the end, he gritted his teeth and shook his head, saying, "Old man, you know my current situation. I can't give it to you. If you want to snatch it from me, I can only detonate this godhead."
Right now, he and his heart's demon were both using this physical body.
He belonged to the good side, while the heart's demon belonged to the evil side. When the two sides combined, Wutian would inevitably be affected by the heart's demon, becoming unruly and unbridled. Even when facing a Heavenly Venerable, he wouldn't lower his head.
The gray-clothed old man looked deeply at Wutian. He took a deep breath and said, "Young friend, don't fight like a cornered beast. This old man has the ability to kill you before you detonate your godhead. If you take the initiative to return the godhead to this old man, this old man can guarantee your life. Do you know why this old man is telling you so much? It's because someone asked this old man to save your life. "
Wutian asked, "Who?"
The gray-clothed old man said, "Bai Sha and Bai Kuang."
Wutian frowned and said, "Aren't they in Old Shen's hands?"
The gray-clothed old man said, "Old Shen offered them to the Hall Master. The Hall Master saw that this old man was alone, so he let them accompany this old man and chat with him to relieve his boredom."
Wutian suddenly understood. He really didn't expect that Bai Sha and Bai Kuang would encounter such an opportunity to accompany the first-generation Hall Master. This was a great opportunity that countless people couldn't get even if they begged for it. They actually encountered it.
He had deep feelings for this couple. Now that they had found a place to turn to, he was relieved and sincerely happy for the two of them.
But even so, he wouldn't hand over the godhead now.
The first-generation Hall Master said that he would save his life, but in the face of several great divine objects, could he alone protect them? He couldn't.
The battle between the first-generation War God and the three blood-red clothed old men, and the battle between the first-generation Thunder God and the Grand Commander against the third-generation Sacred Master had reached its climax. In comparison, the first-generation War God and the third-generation Sacred Master were in a more difficult situation.
Without the help of the three great divine objects, their disadvantage was immediately exposed.
The gray-clothed old man asked, "Little friend, have you thought about it?"
Wutian shook his head and was about to speak when a black figure descended from the sky. This was an old man in a black robe. He landed beside the Thunder God and whispered in his ear.
"Death Warriors!"
Wutian stared at the black-clothed old man and the Thunder God, killing intent surging in his eyes.
The black-clothed old man's aura was exactly the same as the death warriors from before. It was enough to prove that he was also a death warrior. And now, he appeared beside the Thunder God. In other words, the mastermind behind the death warriors was the Thunder God!
Two breaths later, the black-clothed old man retreated to the side and stood respectfully behind the Thunder God.
The Thunder God's face revealed a trace of playfulness. He lowered his head to look at Wutian and sneered, "I wonder if you still remember You Hanyun and the Purple Gold Rat? According to my subordinate's investigation, you have a good relationship with them. Now, they are in my hands. "
"Boom!"
Hearing this, Wutian felt as if he was struck by lightning. His head buzzed!
Seeing this, the Thunder God's cold smile became even brighter. He ordered, "Invite them out of the Divine Spirit Secret Realm and let Wutian take a look."
"Yes."
The black-clothed old man bowed. With a thought, You Hanyun and the Purple Gold Rat appeared out of thin air. Their eyes were filled with confusion.
"Wutian, it's you!"
When it saw Wutian, the Purple Gold Rat's spirit rose. But soon, it realized that the atmosphere was a little strange. Its pupils shrank and it asked in confusion, "Wutian, what's going on?"
You Hanyun looked at Wutian with a complicated gaze. She didn't realize that she was in danger at all!
Glancing at the human and beast, Wutian looked at the Thunder God gloomily. He asked, "What do you want?"
The Thunder God said, "As long as you give us the Sky Piercing Divine Tree and the Godhead, I will spare their lives."
Wutian said, "Okay, but I don't know if the Sky Piercing Divine Tree and the others will agree."
The Thunder God's eyes turned cold. He said, "You still dare to play tricks. You really won't give up until you enter the Yellow Springs. Kill it!"
The black-clothed old man raised his hand. Divine power gushed out and slapped at the Purple Gold Rat!
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