Illusion Battle Race, inside a great hall, the Illusion Battle Race's patriarch sat upright on a throne, his face dark like water.
Tap tap!
A moment later, following a series of footsteps, Sima Sheng walked into the great hall and said with cupped hands, "Greetings Patriarch, I wonder why Patriarch called me here?"
Several days had already passed since the battle back then. Sima Sheng's injuries had already recovered with the help of the Immortal Spirit Flower and Heavenly Soul Grass.
The Illusion Battle Race's patriarch said, "Yesterday, I personally went to the Judgment Hall to find Fu Chou, but was rejected by him at the door. Now, I'll give you a mission, invite him to the Illusion Battle Race for me. If you don't do it, don't come back."
Sima Sheng frowned and said, "Patriarch, I don't understand, why do you care so much about Fu Chou?"
The Illusion Battle Race's patriarch said, "Don't ask what you shouldn't ask, just do as I say."
Sima Sheng's brows sank deeper and deeper, and he said, "Patriarch, I have a deep grudge with him. I'm afraid that it's somewhat inappropriate for me to invite him."
At the mention of this matter, the fury in the Illusion Battle Race's patriarch's heart erupted uncontrollably.
Slap!
He suddenly slapped the armrest of the chair and said angrily, "Isn't it because of you that he has a grudge against our Illusion Battle Race? This time, you go, no matter what method you use, you have to obtain his forgiveness. If it still doesn't work in the end, I can only kill you, carry your head, and personally visit to apologize. "
Sima Sheng's body trembled, his complexion immediately becoming deathly pale. He hurriedly said, "Rest assured Patriarch, I'll definitely complete the mission!"
The Illusion Battle Race's patriarch waved his hand and said, "Go then!"
Sima Sheng immediately left the great hall and immediately set off for the holy land.
When he arrived at the Judgment Hall, he discovered that there was already a group of people guarding outside the ancient castle. Furthermore, without exception, they were all people from the other eight great battle races.
He landed on the plaza and inquired a little. They were actually all here to invite Fu Chou.
"How can it be like this? When did this trash become a delicious cake that the nine great battle races are fighting over at the same time? "
Sima Sheng seriously could not figure it out.
The others could not figure it out either.
But this was the patriarch's orders, they had no choice but to obey.
However, no matter how they begged, the ancient castle's gates did not open.
As time passed, this matter alarmed the entire temple, and everyone knew about it. No matter who passed by, they could not help but watch out of curiosity.
At the same time, they admired Wutian more and more. He could even ignore the invitation of the Nine Great Fighting Clans. He was probably the only person in the entire Star Continent who could do that.
At the same time, they were confused as well. Even if this person defeated everyone and was named the commander of the Deity Battle Clan, he shouldn't have been fought over by the nine clans, right?
They were very confused after their memories were erased, but this was a matter between the higher-ups, so they didn't dare to ask.
Half a month later, a white clothed woman appeared from the inner hall and directly descended before Sima Sheng. She glanced at the tightly shut stone door of the ancient castle and asked, "Senior, has Fu Chou not come out yet?"
Sima Sheng nodded and sent a voice transmission, "Ruoling, I don't want to die. Can you quickly help me think of a solution?"
That's right, the person who had arrived was none other than Xian Ruoling.
Xian Ruoling frowned and said, "Die? Is it that serious? "
Sima Sheng had a long face as he thought to himself, "You don't know, but before I left, the Patriarch gave me a death order. If I am unable to invite Fu Chou to the clan grounds, the Patriarch will kill me, carry my head, and personally apologize."
Xian Ruoling's heart trembled. She didn't expect the situation to be so serious. She comforted him, "Senior, don't worry. I will help you."
Sima Sheng immediately looked at her with gratitude.
Xian Ruoling turned around and looked at the stone door. She cupped her hands and said, "Fu Chou, Ruoling wants to see you. Please come out."
Hearing those words, the people from the other War Clans all looked to Xian Ruoling with anticipation in their eyes.
Xian Ruoling was a member of the inner hall. Fu Chou might walk out of the ancient castle for the sake of their friendship.
With a boom, the ancient castle's gate opened. However, it wasn't Wutian who walked out, but Luo Qiang.
Luo Qiang glanced at Sima Sheng and the others before his gaze fell on Xian Ruoling. If these people were observant enough, they would have noticed that his gaze had changed.
However, he didn't say a word. He walked out of the ancient castle and closed the stone door again. He shouted, "This is the Judgement Hall, my territory. If anyone dares to barge in, don't blame me for being merciless!"
If it was any other time, Sima Sheng and the others would have turned hostile on the spot.
However, it was different now. Luo Qiang was the only one who could get close to Fu Chou. If they offended him, the consequences would be unimaginable.
Sima Sheng licked his lips and moved to Luo Qiang's side. He smiled and said, "Hall Master Gu Qiang, can you make an exception? If Hall Master Gu is willing to help, you will be a friend of the Illusion Fighting Clan. "
"Is the Illusion Fighting Clan very powerful?" Luo Qiang sneered in his heart. The corners of his mouth curled up and he said playfully, "So, if I don't help you today, I will be an enemy of the Illusion Fighting Clan?"
Sima Sheng hurriedly said, "No, no. Even if Hall Master Gu doesn't help me, I wouldn't dare to hold a grudge against you!"
Luo Qiang looked at him with disdain and said, "I still have things to deal with. You can wait as long as you want. Goodbye."
After saying that, he patted his butt and walked away.
Sima Sheng's eyes immediately emitted a strong cold light.
Seeing Luo Qiang leave, someone suggested, "Why don't we just barge in? I don't believe that Gu Qiang will dare to do anything to us."
Someone agreed, "That's right. He doesn't even dare to participate in the Battle of the Supremes. He doesn't have the guts to offend the Nine Great Fighting Clans."
"He doesn't have the guts, but Fu Chou does."
"That's right. If we barge in like this, Fu Chou will definitely be unhappy."
"Why don't we just go in quietly. It's fine as long as we don't disturb him."
"That's fine."
A person from the Unparalleled Fighting Clan gently pushed the door open. Then, a group of people filed in.
Sima Sheng was about to follow them, but Xian Ruoling stopped him and shook her head, "Don't go in. They don't know Fu Chou, but you have fought with him before. You should know his temper very well. When facing him, you can't rely on luck. Just wait here quietly."
Sima Sheng was shocked when he heard that. He quickly took a few steps back and stood quietly at the side.
"Get out!"
Sure enough, after a few breaths of time when the group of people entered the ancient castle, a shout came from one of the cultivation rooms.
Everyone trembled, but they didn't leave. Since they had already disturbed this person, they could only brace themselves.
"Fu Chou, I am here on the orders of the Patriarch to invite you to the Unparalleled Fighting Clan as a guest."
"I am also here on the orders of the Patriarch to invite you to the Heaven Extermination Fighting Clan as a guest."
"…"
The representatives of the Fighting Clans bowed and said.
"Go back and tell your Patriarchs that when I am free, I will pay them a visit one by one." Wutian's voice came out.
Everyone looked at each other, not knowing what to do.
"Get lost!"
All of a sudden, a loud shout erupted and a terrifying aura surged out. The people of the Fighting Clans were sent flying, accompanied by cries of agony. With a loud bang, the stone door was closed again.
Bang! Bang!
These people fell on the square and vomited blood. Their faces were pale.
Seeing this scene, Sima Sheng revealed an expression of lingering fear. Fortunately, Xian Ruoling had stopped him. Otherwise, he would have become one of these people.
Wutian's voice sounded again, "Xian Ruoling, Sima Sheng, you should go back. When I come out of seclusion, I will go to your Illusionary Fighting Clan."
"Thank you, Brother Fu Chou."
Sima Sheng cupped his fists and thanked him. He then looked at Xian Ruoling and said with a smile, "Ruoling, you should go first."
Xian Ruoling asked, "What about you?"
Sima Sheng shook his head and said, "I can't leave. I have to show my sincerity and wait here for him to come out of seclusion."
Having said that, he sat down cross-legged and closed his eyes to rest.
Xian Ruoling looked at Sima Sheng and then at the stone door. She also sat down cross-legged beside Sima Sheng and closed her eyes to cultivate.
As for the others, they looked at each other and imitated Sima Sheng and Xian Ruoling. They sat cross-legged on both sides of the door and waited quietly.
In the evening, Luo Qiang returned. He had been busy the whole day. How could he be in the mood to care about Sima Sheng and the others? He only took a few glances at Xian Ruoling before entering the ancient castle.
"Master, do you really have the heart to let Xian Ruoling wait outside?" Luo Qiang frowned and asked in the cultivation room.
"I didn't force her. She wanted to wait." Wutian said expressionlessly.
"Sigh!" Luo Qiang sighed deeply. He sat down cross-legged and began to stabilize his cultivation.
"It has nothing to do with her, but she still wants to get involved. What a foolish woman." Wutian muttered and closed his eyes again.
Fifty years passed in the blink of an eye.
Early in the morning, an earth-shattering explosion sounded in the Celestial realm and the Holy World at the same time.
And at the same time, in the skies above the Heaven Domain, in the skies above the God Burying Mountain Range, a blood red altar appeared!
The only difference was that the blood-red altar in the Celestial realm shone brightly and illuminated half the sky.
However, the blood-red altar in the Holy World did not shine at all. It was dim and gave off a cold feeling.
Whoosh!
In Tengoku, the Emperor of Heaven flew out of the Emperor of Heaven Palace and rushed into the clouds. He stared at the blood-red altar for a moment and shouted, "Everyone, set off immediately!"
Whoosh!
Before he finished speaking, figures flew out of the Emperor of Heaven City, Demonic City, and the Penitentiary. They stepped onto the altar one after another and disappeared. The whole process lasted for an hour.
"Fifty years is enough for you to set up everything. Don't waste the Lord Ruler's efforts."
Looking at the altar that was dimming, the Emperor of Heaven muttered to himself. However, his eyes were shining.
God Burying Mountain Range.
Heavenly Lord Divine Python, Xuanyuan Ao, and the three Realm Masters stood side by side in the void and looked up at the blood-red altar.
Xuanyuan Ao said, "The Celestial realm won the last Holy War. They can enter the Battlefield of the Gods fifty years earlier than us. Fifty years is enough for them to set up a trap. We can't be careless in this War of the Gods. Heavenly Lord Divine Python, Realm Masters, are you planning to stand by and do nothing?"
Heavenly Lord Divine Python and the three Realm Masters looked at each other with hesitation.
"Think about it carefully. It's best if you can give me a correct answer before the altar opens."
Xuanyuan Ao glanced at the two of them and entered the Star Continent. He stood proudly in the clouds and said loudly, "The altar that leads to the Battlefield of the Gods has appeared. You have fifty years left. I hope that you can make sufficient preparations in these fifty years!"
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