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Chapter 1677

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From the dispute between the two of them, Wutian had already seen that whether it was Mo Yuyang or You Mo, they were not kind people.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have made this decision.

Because this was a choice that would offend others.

If he chose the Enforcement Hall, he would offend the Judgement Hall.

But if he chose the Judgement Hall, he would offend the Enforcement Hall.

If he didn't choose either, he would offend both Sacred Temples.

In short, no matter what he chose, he would offend others.

Especially the last point, if he didn't choose either, he would face endless pursuit from both Sacred Temples.

Because they wouldn't let a person who destroyed a spirit vein continue to live in this world.

Unless this person's fate was in their control.

Wutian's original intention was not to go to either Hall, but it seemed like he didn't have any other choice now.

"Enforcement Hall …"

"Judgement Hall …"

If he really had to join, he would be more inclined towards the Judgement Hall.

Firstly, at least for now, he didn't have any enmity with the Judgement Hall. But if he chose the Enforcement Hall, Mo Yuyang wouldn't let him go easily.

Secondly, the Enforcement Hall was responsible for maintaining order and peace in the Holy World. This was not his original intention. He came to the Holy World to settle accounts with the Holy World, not to protect the Holy World.

The Judgement Hall was mainly responsible for eradicating dissidents. In layman's terms, it was killing. This was more to his liking. Moreover, when he was carrying out a mission, he could openly plunder the essence of all things in the world to strengthen his cultivation and combat strength.

Just as Wutian was deep in thought, Chen Wenchang suppressed the killing intent in his heart and knelt in front of You Mo and You Mo. He said with a pained heart, "Young Master Mo, Lord You Mo, Song 'er is my only son and the Holy Soul Battle Tribe's only hope. Please help my son!"

"Sirs, please uphold justice for the Holy Soul Battle Tribe and the young patriarch!"

The First Elder and Second Elder also knelt on the ground with a pained expression on their faces.

If Wutian really joined the Sacred Temple, it meant that they had no hope of revenge.

They were a first-class race and didn't dare to offend the Sacred Temple.

Therefore, before Wutian made his decision, they wanted to use sympathy to move Mo Yuyang and You Mo and make them kill Wutian.

Unfortunately, all their scheming would be for naught.

The reason for that was because You Mo and the other two were not in the mood to pay attention to them at all. In fact, they even felt that the three of them were too thirsty.

Mo Yuyang said in a low voice, "Fu Chou, have you thought it through? Let me give you another piece of advice. Don't ruin your future just because of a momentary dispute! "

You Mo said playfully, "Mo Yuyang, can I understand that you're threatening him?"

A cold light flashed in Mo Yuyang's eyes as he sneered, "Whatever you think."

At this time, Ling Chenye transmitted his voice, "Big Brother Fu Chou, I suggest that you don't go to the Holy Temple."

Wutian secretly asked, "Why?"

Ling Chenye secretly said, "I suspect that You Mo's real purpose is to judge you, but after seeing your strength, he admitted that he can't kill you easily. In order to prevent any unforeseen events, he deliberately made up a set of lies to trick you into going to the Hall of Judgement. And Mo Yuyang is obviously a vengeful person. If you enter the Hall of Judgement, he will definitely not let you have an easy time. "

Wutian said, "It does make sense, but have you thought about the consequences if I reject all of them?"

"Uh!"

Ling Chenye was speechless.

Wutian said, "If I reject all of them, I'm destined to die. But if I choose one, there's still a glimmer of hope. Besides, after careful consideration, I feel that I should go to the Sacred Temple to take a look."

The Sacred Master was personally in charge of the Sacred Temple. Entering the Sacred Temple was undoubtedly a shortcut and could quickly understand the situation of Xuanyuan Ao and the others.

You Mo laughed, "Fu Chou, our time is precious. Hurry up and decide!"

"Is there a need to decide?" Wutian glanced at Mo Yuyang and looked at You Mo, "I'll follow you to the Hall of Judgement."

A smile immediately crept onto You Mo's face.

Mo Yuyang's gaze also darkened at the same time!

You Mo smiled faintly, "Mo Yuyang, this is Fu Chou's own decision. Don't say that I snatched it."

Mo Yuyang glared at him fiercely, then at Wutian, "Just you wait. When you enter the Hall of Judgement, you will regret your decision now."

Wutian said lightly, "Thank you for your concern."

You Mo glanced at the two of them, the corner of his mouth pursed into a playful smile, "Fu Chou, there's no time to lose. Let's go to the Sacred Temple immediately."

Ling Chenye hurriedly asked, "What about me?"

"Who are you?"

You Mo looked at him doubtfully.

"So all this time, I've been air?"

After standing here for so long, he was actually ignored? Ling Chenye was very unhappy, very unhappy, and said, "I'm Fu Chou's little follower, Ling Chenye. Big Brother Fu Chou's life is under my care. Without me, he won't know anything, so wherever he goes, I will follow."

You Mo shook his head, "I'm afraid that's not possible."

Ling Chenye said, "Of course. Before Big Brother Fu Chou's father passed away, he told me that no matter what, I have to follow Big Brother Fu Chou and take care of his daily life. For this, I even made a blood oath. If you don't let me go, isn't it the same as disregarding human life?"

"Blood oath?"

Wutian was stunned.

Even he had never seen his father before, and this person actually said it so seriously. Why wasn't he embarrassed?

You Mo asked, "Fu Chou, is this true?"

Wutian frowned imperceptibly and looked at Ling Chenye. Ling Chenye revealed a pleading expression.

After thinking about it again and again, Wutian nodded.

"This …"

You Mo hesitated.

Mo Yuyang's eyes lit up, and said, "Let's go to the Hall of Judgement. We allow members to bring a servant with them."

"Servant!"

Ling Chenye glanced at Mo Yuyang. Under his calm gaze, there was a hint of killing intent.

You Mo smiled and mocked, "Mo Yuyang, don't waste your time. Although the Hall of Judgement doesn't have a written rule, it doesn't say that we can't bring followers. Ling Chenye, come with us!"

One said that Ling Chenye was a servant, while the other said that Ling Chenye was a follower.

Although it was only a literal difference, it was enough to see that Mo Yuyang was still a far cry from You Mo in terms of dealing with people.

Swoosh!

You Mo took a step out of the hall and flew towards the sky.

"You better be able to help me. Otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless."

Wutian glanced at Ling Chenye indifferently and left under the gloomy gazes of Mo Yuyang, Chen Wenchang, and the others. Ling Chenye's eyes flashed and he followed closely behind.

Chen Wenchang said, "Young Master Mo, are we really going to let it go?"

"Let it go?" Mo Yuyang sneered, "In your dreams. Even if he enters the Hall of Judgement, even if he survives, I have ten thousand ways to kill him!"

Chen Wenchang said nervously, "Young Master Mo, what about Song 'er?"

Mo Yuyang said disdainfully, "Chen Qingsong's Godhead is already broken. He's equivalent to a cripple. What else do you want? Even if I continue to speak for you, the Sacred Hall won't take in a cripple. Your Sacred Soul Battle Clan should just be a branch of the Heaven Capital Battle Clan! "

Chen Wenchang trembled and knelt on the ground, begging, "Young Master Mo, the Immortal Spiritual Flower can repair the Godhead. As the disciple of the Hall Master of the Hall of Judgement, you must be able to find the Immortal Spiritual Flower. Please, Young Master Mo, for the sake of my loyalty, help my son through this difficult time."

"The Immortal Spiritual Flower is rare. Even the Nine Great Battle Clans may not have it, let alone my Master. You better give up!" Mo Yuyang smiled disdainfully and turned to leave.

Chen Wenchang quickly hugged Mo Yuyang's thigh and begged, "Young Master Mo, as long as you're willing to help, I'll do anything you want me to do."

Mo Yuyang sneered, "What a joke. The Sacred Soul Battle Clan is just a first-grade clan, what can you do for me? Although Chen Qingsong's talent is monstrous, he has no achievements in the Holy World. The Immortal Spiritual Flower is a precious treasure in this world. Using it means there's only one left. What qualifications does he have to take it? Let go, or today will be the end of the Sacred Soul Battle Clan! "

Mo Yuyang's attitude changed faster than flipping the pages of a book!

But this was his only hope, how could Chen Wenchang dare to let go?

He hugged Mo Yuyang's thigh tightly and begged for mercy!

Mo Yuyang's face became more and more unfriendly, killing intent surged in his eyes!

The Grand Elder and Second Elder saw that the situation was not good and quickly came forward to persuade Mo Yuyang. Only then did Chen Wenchang let go of Mo Yuyang's thigh and slumped to the ground helplessly. He didn't even get up to send Mo Yuyang off.

The Second Elder said solemnly, "Patriarch, we still have hope!"

Chen Wenchang roared hysterically, "Where is the hope? Tell me, where is the hope? "

The Second Elder said, "Let's go to the Heaven Capital Battle Clan. As long as we sincerely beg them, they will definitely lend us a helping hand!"

The Grand Elder nodded, "That's right, although we want to defeat the Heaven Capital Battle Clan and replace them, this is our only hope!"

"Yes, if Qingsong's godhead is not repaired, not to mention defeating the Heaven Capital Battle Clan, we won't even be able to maintain our position as the overlord of a first-grade race." Chen Wenchang stood up, his eyes were tightly clenched as he said in a chilling voice, "Fu Chou, Mo Yuyang, just you wait, I will make you pay the price!"

Finished speaking, the three of them walked to the entrance of the hall, picked up the unconscious Chen Qingsong, and disappeared without a trace in a flicker.

In the blink of an eye, two years had passed.

On this day, under You Mo's lead, Wutian entered a city.

This city was called Silver Dragon City. According to You Mo's introduction, this was the Silver Dragon Battle Clan's stronghold in the secular world. The Silver Dragon Battle Clan was also a first-grade race.

Walking on the streets of Silver Dragon City, the gazes of the passersby were fixed on Wutian.

The news of Wutian destroying eight first-grade battle clans and plundering their spiritual veins had already spread among the first-grade races.

Therefore, when they saw Wutian entering Silver Dragon City, they couldn't help but take a few more glances at him. They were also guessing in their hearts, could it be that this devil who couldn't defeat Wutian was planning to plunder the Silver Dragon Battle Clan's spiritual veins again?

Who were the two people beside him?

Could they be his accomplices?

At the first moment, someone secretly passed the news of Wutian entering Silver Dragon City to the higher-ups of the Silver Dragon Battle Clan through the Earth Manifestation Token.

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