The amplification effect was still there, and Wutian could finally rest assured.
He placed the Hand of God above the blood sea and reminded the Deity Slayer to take care of the two new brothers. Then, Wutian's figure flashed and appeared in the center of the Blood Mane Ox Clan's imperial city, beside the Ox God statue.
In the Star Realm, no matter where Wutian went or how far he was, it was just a thought.
"Greetings, Master!"
The Ox Emperor, ten Ox Emperors, and one hundred Ox Demon Commanders all prostrated themselves on the ground and bowed respectfully.
The density of the blood was too shocking. Wutian couldn't see them, but he could hear them. He said, "Cultivating here is too slow. After settling your people down, go outside."
"Yes."
The Ox Emperor replied.
Wutian gave a few more instructions, then bit his finger and pressed it on the ground. A door quickly opened and sank down.
…
In the secret chamber where the Spring of Life was.
Beside the Spring of Life, Wutian squatted on the ground and looked at the God Bones of the Four Great Mythical Beasts in the spring. For a moment, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
The God Bones were only the size of a thumb, and they flowed with a gentle brilliance. In between the brilliance, there were wisps of black or blood-red Qi that were constantly discharged from the God Bones, and finally dissipated into nothingness.
This was the Qi of Death and Qi of Evil.
"Sigh! A few hundred drops of the Water of Life were squandered just like that. It would be a lie to say that I don't feel heartache. "
Wutian sighed deeply and stood up. He raised his head and looked at the stalactite at the top of the stone wall. Since the last half drop of the Water of Life was consumed by Shang Xuan, until now, there was only a wisp of mist on it.
"That's not right."
After careful calculation, Wutian felt that something was wrong.
From the last time he came to this place until today, it seemed like more than four hundred years had passed. Logically speaking, at least half a drop of the Water of Life should have been produced in four hundred years.
Could it be that Little Wu Hao had taken it for herself?
After pondering for a while, Wutian finally understood what was going on.
As it turned out, all of the blood in the blood pool had been taken away by him. Without the blood, it was naturally impossible for the Water of Life to be produced.
Now that Little Wu Hao had poured the blood back into the blood pool, there was only a wisp of mist.
Wutian thought that it was a close call. Fortunately, he understood. Otherwise, if he went to look for Little Wu Hao to denounce him, he would definitely be taught a lesson.
After a while, Wutian left the secret chamber and went to the stone chamber on the second floor. Inside the blood pool, dense steam rose and a delicate fragrance assailed his nostrils.
After looking around and finding that everything was fine, Wutian left the underground world and returned to the Holy Land to cultivate.
Fifteen days passed in the blink of an eye.
Early in the morning, Wutian woke up from his seclusion. He looked at Han Tian and the others. They had all entered seclusion, so they should not be disturbed. He closed his eyes, focused his mind, and communicated with the Sky-reaching Divine Tree.
A hundred breaths later, the familiar Firmament appeared before his eyes once more.
What was different from the last time was that the Shen race today had an additional festive atmosphere.
His divine consciousness was extended to the maximum extent, and he could see everything.
The streets were crowded with people. Everyone had a happy smile on their faces, and the most discussed topic was the Divine Tree and Xian Bitong.
"Haha, the Divine Tree has returned to the Shen race. Our rise is just around the corner!"
"Yes, because of the fall of the Divine Tree, the Shen race declined. Otherwise, the status and strength of the Shen race today would not be inferior to the Nine Great Fighting Clans."
"The return of the Divine Tree is all thanks to the Divine Lady. I wonder what reward she will get this time."
"The Divine Lady has the Illusory Battle Body and is extremely intelligent. She is also the daughter of the Divine King. Whoever can marry her will be very lucky!"
"Stop daydreaming. How could the Goddess be interested in mortals like us? Even the Deities wouldn't be able to enter her eyes. We can only look up to her."
Hearing this, Wutian was extremely surprised. Didn't he kill all the Divine Sons of the Shen race? Could there be more?
Soon, from the discussions of the crowd, he learned that the Shen race had a total of 99 Divine Sons. The nine that he killed were actually the weakest.
It was said that the strongest Divine Son had the cultivation of Tribulation Transformation Ninth Decay!
Moreover, in the entire Shen race, other than the Divine King, the Elders, and the Divine Lady, the Divine Sons had the highest status. Each of them was a formidable person with countless Elders under their command.
Of course, these Divine Sons were quite old. The youngest had lived for a thousand years, and the oldest was an antique that had lived for ten thousand years.
Gradually, Wutian also learned about the strength of the Divine King and the Grand Elder.
The Divine King was a Great Sage in the Great Accomplishment Stage, and the Grand Elder was a Great Sage in the Small Accomplishment Stage.
Thinking about it, the leader of the Hundred Races in the Sacred World had declined to the point that there was not even a Great Emperor. It was no wonder that the Divine King would not hesitate to offend the Heavenly Bridge and other divine objects to snatch the Divine Tree.
"Hurry, hurry, hurry, hurry up. You must arrange everything for this Divine Son within an hour."
Suddenly, an urging voice rang out from below the Divine Tree.
Using his Divine Perception, he saw that the Divine Tree was rooted in the center of a square. The square was more than ten thousand feet wide. A man in purple stood in the center of the square, holding a folding fan in his hand. He pointed to the east and west, and he kept shouting words like "be careful, hurry up," and so on.
Around the square, hundreds of young men and women were arranging the environment and placing all kinds of objects. They were extremely busy.
An hour passed very quickly, and the results of their busy work were out.
Around the Divine Tree, there was a circle of sacrificial tables. These sacrificial tables were not ordinary. Instead, they were made with an unknown type of jade that was meticulously polished. There were rare and exotic beasts engraved on them, and they were beautiful beyond compare!
The sacrificial tables were filled with spiritual essences and spiritual fruits!
Moreover, they were all imperial medicines of the same color. They were overflowing with divine essence, and they were enshrouded in dense mist. Colorful lights illuminated the void.
Outside the sacrificial tables, there were praying mats arranged neatly. Counting carefully, there were 93 of them.
After the hundreds of young men and women finished arranging everything, they left the square one after another.
When the square was empty, the man in purple with the folding fan bowed to the void and said respectfully, "Deity King, everything is ready. The ceremony can begin."
As soon as he finished speaking, the Deity King appeared in the square and nodded slightly to the man in purple.
The man in purple bowed again, turned around, and flew away. In less than three breaths, three bell chimes sounded in succession. They were extremely loud and resounded in the sky above the Realm of the Gods.
This meant that the ceremony for the return of the Divine Tree had officially begun!
Whoosh!
The Grand Elder was the first to appear. After bowing to the Deity King, he stood beside him.
Then, the ninety Divine Sons, including the man in purple who had left earlier, flew over one after another. They bowed deeply to the Deity King and the Grand Elder, then stood respectfully behind them. However, they could not help but look at the Divine Tree behind them, full of curiosity.
Outside the square, there was also a sea of people, but they did not enter the square. They stopped outside the square.
After a while, the area was filled with laughter, praise, joy, and melancholy.
Suddenly, the crowd was in an uproar.
Wutian extended his Divine Sense and saw that the crowd at the entrance of the square quickly rushed to the two sides, showing a three-foot-wide path. Two beautiful women were holding hands, talking and laughing, like stars surrounding the moon, walking on the path.
The men on both sides all had looks of admiration on their faces.
"Is she Ruo Ling?" Wutian felt an inexplicable feeling in his heart.
One of the two women was Xian Bitong.
Beside her was a peerless beauty. She wore a light yellow long dress that reached the ground. She had a round oval face, skin that was whiter than snow, features that were picturesque, cheeks that were flushed red, and her entire body emanated a youthful and lively aura.
Walking into the square, the two women smiled and bowed. "Greetings, Deity King, Grand Elder."
However, the smile on Xian Bitong's face was obviously a bit stiff.
"Greetings, Goddess Bitong and Goddess Ruo Ling," the 90 Divine Princes said in unison.
They had been attracted to the two women for a long time, and their eyes were full of amazement. In order to win the favor of the two beauties, they all showed their most charming smiles, but they were directly ignored by the two women.
In fact, Xian Bitong and Xian Ruo Ling had always been very close to the Deity Clan, but they did not have any bad intentions.
As for the ninety Deities, all of them were drooling over their beauty and status, which was why they were doing everything they could to please them. Therefore, the two women hated these people from the bottom of their hearts, and they didn't even want to look at them.
"Hehe."
Xian Ruoling stepped forward and hugged the Grand Elder's arm. She shook it gently and said coquettishly, "Uncle, look, you haven't come to see Ruoling for a long time. Shouldn't you let Ruoling pluck your beard?"
Looking at the Grand Elder's white beard that was fluttering in the wind, Xian Ruo Ling's big eyes flashed, and her hands seemed to be a bit restless.
The Grand Elder hurriedly stretched out his hand to protect his beard. He chuckled and said, "Isn't Eldest Uncle busy right now? Once he's done, Eldest Uncle promises that he'll immediately bring my Little Ruoling out for a scenic tour."
"I don't know how many times I've said this, but it has never come true. Liar." Xian Ruo Ling stomped her feet, and her face was full of grievance.
The Grand Elder's heart ached for her, and his eyes were full of love. The hand that was protecting his beard patted her delicate arm a few times, and he said with a smile, "This time, I'll definitely keep my promise."
However, at this moment, Xian Ruo Ling suddenly reached out and grabbed a handful of his beard, and pulled hard, even the skin was pulled off.
The Grand Elder cried out in pain and rubbed his aching chin. He angrily glared at the crafty little niece in front of him and angrily said, "Little girl, why don't you know how to respect the old and love the young?"
Xian Ruo Ling glared back at him and said, "Uh-huh, who told you to go back on your words? If you dare to lie to me again, I'll pluck off all your beard while you're in seclusion."
The Grand Elder said angrily, "You little bastard."
Xian Ruo Ling said, "You're a liar."
The Grand Elder said, "You're rude and unreasonable."
Xian Ruo Ling said, "You don't respect your elders. You take advantage of your seniority and bully the weak. You're an old bastard …"
The ninety Divine Princes were astonished to see an old man and a young man quarreling in such a sacred and solemn place.
Xian Bitong wanted to laugh, but her father was beside her, so she didn't dare to laugh out loud. As a result, her face turned red, and the ninety Divine Children feasted their eyes on her.
The crowd outside the square also couldn't help but laugh. In the entire God Realm, only this fearless little witch dared to pluck the Grand Elder's beard and yell at him.
"Just as the Deity King said, she's livelier, more active, and more … barbaric." Looking at Xian Ruo Ling's behavior, Wutian couldn't help but laugh. What a cute girl.
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