If it was the death of a Noble Plane expert, any force from the Immemorial Divine Mountain would be able to bear such a loss. However, the death of a Venerable was a huge matter to any force in the Wasteland Region. It could even lead to the destruction of a top force.
"Black Tortoise Venerable, I have some matters to attend to. I'll be leaving first."
"I'll take my leave. The two Great Demon Kings didn't steal any treasures from our clan, so we won't get involved in this matter."
"I remember now. My wife gave birth today, so I have to go back and take care of her. Black Tortoise Venerable, if you have any news about the two Great Demon Kings, please inform us."
… …
The Black Tortoise Supremacy suppressed the fear in his heart and walked back to the main hall with weak footsteps. However, as soon as he walked out of the main hall, he saw many dispirited figures swiftly walking past him while forcing themselves to remain calm.
There were even quite a number of people who didn't even greet him after he left and ran away in fear.
There was no such thing as kindness in the Wasteland. The weak had the awareness of becoming food. Noble and Venerable level experts were basically sect masters of large sects or old ancestors of top clans. If they died, the stabilizing force of the clan would also fall.
Without the protection of noble and Venerable level experts, these clans became juicy meat in the eyes of other clans.
Even Shi Hao knew that eating the Great Wasteland Descendants was great nourishment, let alone the Great Wasteland Descendants that followed the law of the jungle. The Great Wasteland Descendants ate other Great Wasteland Descendants as well.
The treasuries and spirit gardens of these clans were robbed, and the top experts of their clans had died. Such a weak clan with a top bloodline was a huge piece of fertile land. Any clan that swallowed this clan would be able to nourish their own clan.
"The Wasteland Region is going to … change!"
The Black Tortoise Venerable slowly raised his head and looked at the blazing sun in the sky with his blue eyes. The fiery sunlight shone on his body, but he couldn't feel the slightest bit of warmth. There was only a bone-chilling coldness.
Dead! They were all dead! Not a single one escaped!
Hundreds of Royal Nobles and dozens of Venerable Ones died without a sound. They were buried in an unknown corner of the world.
"Deities? Or giants from the Upper World? "
The Black Tortoise Venerable couldn't help but murmur.
After he finished speaking, his figure became a little crooked, as if a huge rock was pressing down on him.
He no longer needed any confirmation. It didn't matter what level the two Great Demon Kings were in. Hundreds of Noble Venerables had been silently suppressed by them.
Unless a powerhouse from the Upper Realm intervened, they would be courting death if they went looking for the two Great Demon Kings again.
"Withdraw the wanted order!"
The Black Tortoise instructed the trembling Elder beside him. Then, he quickly walked into the depths of the Southern Meteorite Divine Mountain. The Southern Meteorite Divine Mountain had a Divine Spirit in deep slumber. He needed to inquire about how the Southern Meteorite Divine Mountain should deal with the two Great Demon Kings.
At the same time, the various forces of the Desolate Realm discovered that the usually active clans had either activated the Protective Grand Formation to seal their mountains, moved into the depths of the barren mountains, and disappeared without a trace. Some even escaped the Desolate Realm and moved to other regions.
Boom!
The matter was too big and involved too many forces. Although they wanted to suppress the news as much as possible, it was still leaked out by a joint force.
This joint force was formed by many clans. One of the clans was led by a Noble Level cultivator. After knowing that their Noble Level cultivator had fallen, they killed the Noble Level cultivator's clan without hesitation and turned to another clan. Thus, the news was leaked out.
"Is the Desolate Realm going to be chaotic? In the past, Venerables didn't come out. Now, it's suspected that deities are walking in the Desolate Realm and are even killing people. "
"It's too scary. Hundreds of Noble Venerables have fallen. I wonder if it will continue."
"Those Noble Venerables were following the two Great Demon Kings. Now that they have fallen, it must have something to do with the two Great Demon Kings."
"It's good that all the Noble Venerables are dead. The opportunity for our clan to rise is here!"
… …
The moment the news spread, the entire Desolate Realm was stirred up. The fall of hundreds of Noble Venerables meant that countless territories were vacant.
Killings were everywhere in the Desolate Realm. All forces were fighting. The only place that was relatively peaceful was the human clans that lived in the Desolate Realm.
The Desolate Realm's Lost Species in the Desolate Realm were also sent out by some top clans to be used as cannon fodder.
"Maybe I can use another method to develop the Perfect World."
In the depths of the Fire Nation's imperial city, Zhou Yang had a strange expression as he looked at the mountainous piles of divine materials and spiritual medicines in front of him. He had an idea.
In the Desolate Realm and the other realms, other than the forbidden existences like the Willow Deity, the small tower, and the ancient dual-pupils, the strongest experts were only Divine Spirits that had just ignited their Divine Fires.
These Divine Fire Realm experts were only at the fifth level in Wanjie Lou. Previously, he gave the Fire Nation's Renhuang a Heavenly God level puppet. The reason why he could easily loot those top clans and clans was because the Heavenly God level puppet had the battle strength of the sixth level.
Although the Fire Nation's Renhuang had looted these top forces because he had misunderstood Zhou Yang's intentions, it also showed that as long as he gave the order to loot the entire Desolate Realm, the Fire Nation's Renhuang would be able to control the Heavenly God level puppet.
The Fire Nation's Human Emperor controlled the Heavenly God Level Puppet, and he was fully capable of robbing all of these forces before the Upper Realm intervened. He could even destroy these top-notch forces.
A Heavenly God level puppet was an invincible existence in the Desolate Realm. However, compared to the treasures in the Desolate Realm, a mere Heavenly God level puppet was like a drop in the ocean. It was not even worth mentioning.
If a top-notch treasure trove like the Roc Nest needed his help, then he only needed to find the small tower in the Hundred Break Mountains. He could leave the rest to others.
"Maybe there's a more frugal way."
Zhou Yang glanced at the spiritual medicines in front of him. With a thought, more than thirty spiritual medicines floated up, including a few leaves from a sacred medicine. Then, he stretched out his right hand. A wisp of blue flame rose, and the spiritual medicines that floated up fell into the blue flame.
In less than fifteen minutes, these spiritual medicines were refined by the blue flame and condensed into crimson pills the size of longans.
"Let's call them Honorable Pills."
Zhou Yang could not help but give these pills this name based on their effects. Honorable Pills could allow one to become a Honorable, but the price was that it would be very difficult for them to make any further breakthroughs.
If they were lucky, they could become a mid-stage Honorable. If they were unlucky, they could stay at the early-stage Honorable for the rest of their lives. As for breaking through to the Honorable Realm, unless they encountered an opportunity like the Roc Nest, there was no hope.
Seeing that he had roughly refined more than thirty Honorable Pills in one cauldron, Zhou Yang refined another five cauldrons.
Zhou Yang stored all these elixirs in an emerald jade bottle, then put away all the treasures that piled up like a mountain in front of him.
He planned to plant all the spiritual and sacred medicines in the Roc Nest.
"Human Emperor, this is a bottle of Honorable Pills. Anyone who eats it can become a Honorable. There are more than two hundred of them. It should be enough to build a hundred-man cavalry."
"This cavalry's mission is to explore the treasures of the Eight Regions and harvest the spiritual medicines in the Great Wilderness."
"You can learn any treasured skills in the treasures. All the treasures are mine."
Zhou Yang walked out of the secret room and handed the refined Honorable Pills to the Human Emperor.
With this help and the Heavenly God-level puppet, the Human Emperor could completely control the Eight Regions.
"Honorable Pills? I can become a Honorable just by eating it? A hundred-man cavalry? Doesn't that mean that both the person and the mount are Honorable? "
The Human Emperor received the emerald jade bottle from Zhou Yang in a daze. He was dumbfounded. This was too extravagant. He actually wanted to build a cavalry of Honorable Realm. The top clans in the Great Wilderness relied on Honorable Realm cultivators. He was only a top-notch Honorable Realm cultivator.
Even deities would have to avoid such a powerful cavalry.
"Your messing around is just a waste of effort. Those big shots in the Upper Worlds will never allow anyone to control the Eight Regions. Although the Eight Regions are a cage, there are many opportunities that even the big shots in the Upper Worlds covet."
A small white pagoda floated out from Zhou Yang's bosom. He couldn't help but remind the Human Emperor.
He had been staying quietly in Zhou Yang's arms, so he had naturally seen Zhou Yang casually enter the Kun Peng nest. He had also seen the Xuan Huang Exquisite Pagoda of Heaven and Earth. He knew that Zhou Yang was very powerful, and was definitely a powerful being.
Since he couldn't beat Zhou Yang, he could only choose to build a good relationship with him.
"I thought you wouldn't say anything."
Zhou Yang couldn't help but laugh.
"Those small characters in the three thousand provinces are nothing to be afraid of. It's fine if they behave themselves, but if they touch my cheese, then their orthodoxy will belong to me."
Zhou Yang said casually.
The strength of the three thousand provinces wasn't strong. There were only a few ruined immortals at the eighth level. Even if a few Celestial Kings came down, Zhou Yang wouldn't care.
Small Pagoda: "…"
The Fire Nation Human Emperor: "…"
"Do you have any friends? Let them follow me and be my underlings. I'll help you recover your bodies."
The smile on Zhou Yang's face deepened. He finally revealed his true purpose.
There were many precious treasures in the Perfect Great World, and most of them were at the peak of the ninth level. Moreover, these precious treasures had all shattered in the dark chaos.
He knew very well that Small Pagoda didn't have many friends. However, Small Pagoda's reputation was great, and it knew those precious treasures.
"Have you seen the Primordial Spiritual Energy?"
Zhou Yang also felt the disdainful aura that Small Pagoda was emitting and thought that he was bragging. He waved his hand, and a paste current that was hundreds of meters in size appeared above Small Pagoda.
Whoosh!
The instant the Primordial Spiritual Energy appeared, Small Pagoda pounced over. It felt an instinctive desire, and it was even somewhat unable to suppress its body's impulse.
However, no matter how Small Pagoda charged, there was a layer of qi wall that blocked it.
"I'll let you have a taste."
Zhou Yang controlled a wisp of Primordial Spiritual Energy to flow into Small Pagoda. With a calm expression, he ate this mouthful, and it would be his joining meal.
"No problem."
Small Pagoda swallowed a wisp of Primordial Spiritual Energy. It felt that not only had its body recovered a little, but it was even more solid. Its voice was slightly excited.
It was very clear that this kind of special energy was attractive to treasures, especially damaged treasures.
"Could it be that this hundreds of meters of Primordial Spiritual Energy is all mine?"
Small Pagoda was somewhat impatient, and it wanted to swallow all of this Primordial Spiritual Energy.
"This is yours. In the future, when you pull in a precious treasure, I'll pay you according to the grade."
Zhou Yang divided the Primordial Spiritual Energy that was hundreds of meters in size into two. One of them was only the size of a fist. He continued, "The fist-sized portion is yours, and the remaining portion is for you to use to pull people into your group."
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