Compared to the Divine Mountains, where hegemons divided up their own territories, the Lower Lands had been unified.
In the past few years, the Upheaval Alliance had become the most powerful. They'd taken control of all the forces there.
Even if they weren't, the other clans and families were still vassals to the alliance.
After the unification, the Lower Lands' resources were redistributed. The Upheaval Alliance's democracy overthrew the former aristocratic clans' rule. Anyone, whether they were a high official, a noble family, or a commoner, had a chance to enter the secret realm.
Countless ordinary people respected the Upheaval Alliance's equal rights, and their position was stable.
"Ol 'Three, you're in the secret realm again!"
Somewhere in the secret realm, a small team was cheerfully calling out to another team.
In the past, this kind of situation would never have happened. The secret realm was completely under the control of a few peak-level factions. Anyone who didn't belong to one of them would be warned off if they tried to get within a hundred miles.
"Heh, I got lucky. Last time, I found an antique and gave it to the Upheaval Alliance in exchange for some points. A few days ago, my son broke through to human immortal, and he kept saying he wanted a treasure-grade weapon. I used up some points and got a chance to enter the secret realm. I'll buy him a treasure next time! "
"How lucky!"
When they heard Ol 'Three's response, the other team couldn't help but feel envious.
Under the Upheaval Alliance's rule, everyone could enter the secret realm, but they could only enter for free once every six months. If they wanted to enter the secret realm multiple times, they had to use contribution points or points to exchange.
This was already quite democratic. After all, the Upheaval Alliance wasn't a welfare organization. Such a large alliance needed resources to operate. Being able to enter the secret realm for free once every six months was already enough to make the people of the Lower Lands weep with gratitude. If you wanted to enter the secret realm more often, you had to use points. They understood.
The team that had just entered the secret realm for free. When they heard that Ol 'Three's team had found an antique and gotten a lot of points, it was only natural that they were envious.
"You guys had a good harvest, didn't you?" asked Ol 'Three.
"Not bad!" When Ol 'Three mentioned their harvest, the other team's eyes flashed with delight. It was obvious that they'd gained quite a bit this time.
"Look at your smile, you old bastard. I can tell it's good."
Third Brother laughed heartily. Just then, a drop of liquid hit his head. He subconsciously reached out and touched it, then looked at the clear sky.
"Why is it raining?"
Third Brother retracted his hand after wiping his hair and looked at his palm.
Dark Red.
What entered his eyes was a patch of red. He brought his palm to his nose and sniffed it lightly.
It was blood!
Little did they know that this drop of blood was just the beginning.
"Blood Rain!"
People in the surroundings kept shouting in anger. At this moment, the rain of blood also poured down, dyeing the entire world red. A thick, nauseating stench filled the surroundings of the secret realm.
"How could this be!"
Old Third blankly stared as the blood rain drenched him. Thick blood hung on his body, but he didn't use his spiritual power to shake off the blood. Instead, he wiped it with his hand and brought it to his nose.
"It's human blood, and a lot of human blood."
All of a sudden, Old Third looked up above his head.
Right above their heads was a majestic divine mountain.
Old Third's heart trembled. He glared at the people around him and shouted, "Hurry!
Notify the Upheaval Alliance! "
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"Reporting!"
Three blood-soaked youths hurried into the Upheaval Alliance's guest tower.
The thick stench of blood wafted from their bodies. When the great emperors looked at them, Ye Zichen's expression darkened.
"What's going on? How did you get all that blood?"
"Alliance Head, it's the Lower Lands!"
The young man kneeling in the middle raised his head and frantically took out a blood-stained cell phone from his pocket.
"A rain of blood suddenly descended from the Lower Lands. This is a video I recorded just now. Alliance Head, please take a look."
Wei Jie took the phone and handed it to Ye Zichen, then played the video …..
The other great emperors looked at Ye Zichen and saw that his brows were tightly knit together. For a long while, they didn't relax.
"How could this be?"
Ye Zichen raised his head and waved his hand. A curtain appeared within the hall, and the scene within was, to everyone's astonishment, the Lower Lands.
The other great emperors could see what was going on through the curtain as well. What they saw ….
It was a torrential rain of blood!
"A rain of blood!" Dragon Emperor stroked his beard. "Although we're in the upper planes, we're still on the same plane as the Lower Lands. We're perfectly fine, so why is there a rain of blood down here? "
"Wei Jie!" shouted Ye Zichen.
"Yes, sir!"
"You were in charge of the Upheaval Alliance in the Lower Lands. Where is this secret realm?"
"If I'm not mistaken, it belongs to the Lower Lands of the Central Divine Mountain!"
Ye Zichen's expression instantly grew unsightly. He turned to the door and shouted, "Guards!
Guards! "
Two guards immediately appeared outside the door.
Ye Zichen said, "Who's keeping an eye on the Central Divine Mountain? Tell them to come see me immediately. No, they don't need to come. Contact them immediately. I want to know everything about the Central Divine Mountain! "
"Alliance Head Ye, do you think …."
The great emperors spoke up. Ye Zichen didn't respond. Instead, he glanced at Pilar, who looked right back at him and nodded slightly.
That blood-red barrier ….
Back when Ye Zichen and the others emerged from the Time Corridor, Pilar had said there was something wrong with the barrier. Ye Zichen had sensed a faint, pungent odor.
However, he hadn't paid it much attention at the time. Now that he connected it to this rain of blood ….
That pungent odor was the smell of blood!
The two guards hurried off to contact the people watching over the Central Divine Mountain. Everyone else sat in the hall and waited for their return. However, before they could do so, they heard two more whistling sounds.
Ye Zichen looked at the door, and his heart sank.
It wasn't just anyone; it was Yang Jian and the Great Sage.
They'd been following Ye Zichen this entire time, and they were both Imperial Lords. The great emperors in the hall all recognized them.
When they saw Yang Jian and the Great Sage enter, their expressions grave, they looked at each other ….
"It looks like the situation is terrible!"
Ye Zichen let out a deep sigh, then heard Yang Jian and the Great Sage speak in unison. Their words caused the great emperors to leap to their feet.
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