The netherworld's South Outer Continent. Outside the Corpse Ancestor Hall.
The Monolith Clan had sunk into despair. Lord True had fallen?
Jiangchen was the one who'd created the Monolith. In their eyes, Jiangchen was a peerless god. But Yan Chuan had devoured their god?
While the Monolith Clan's experts were enraged, they were also filled with hatred for Yan Chuan.
Crown Prince Fu Su arrived at the Corpse Ancestor Hall.
The ten Monolith Clan experts met with him. Outside, a large number of Monolith Clan experts had gathered. Their eyes were bloodshot as they glared at the nearby envoy. Some of them even wanted to tear him to shreds.
Inside the Corpse Ancestor Hall.
Pan Jia, Pan Yi, Pan Xin. The ten Monolith Clan experts glared at Fu Su. Their eyes were filled with fury.
"Jiangchen is dead. Where do you all go from here?" Fu Su smiled.
"Lord True was killed by Yan Chuan. Are you here to mock us?" Pan Yi asked coldly.
"He's Yan Chuan's son. Kill him!"
"Kill him!"
"Avenge Lord True!"
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The Monolith Clan members in the hall were extremely agitated.
Fu Su shook his head. "Everyone, I dared come alone. Do you not have the courage to listen to me?"
"Alright, stop quarreling!" Pan Jia yelled.
The hall instantly quieted down.
Pan Jia stared at Fu Su. "Crown Prince Fu Su, I presume you didn't come here to make sarcastic remarks, did you?"
"Do I look like such a senseless person?" Fu Su smiled.
"Then what do you mean?" Pan Jia asked coldly.
"Heh, I'd like to know what you mean by calling my imperial father 'Vice Lord'?" Fu Su smiled.
Everyone frowned.
"Vice Lord is a master of a level below Lord True," Pan Jia said grimly.
"That's right. My father is your Secondary Lord. Now that Jiangchen is dead, my father's Secondary Lord should be a level higher. Why are you glaring at me so angrily?" Fu Su laughed.
"It was Yan Chuan who killed True Lord. He deserves to die!" Pan Geng shouted.
"Then what is the True Lord?" Fu Su asked solemnly.
"Jiangchen is the true lord!" Pan Geng said in a low voice.
"No, no, no!" Fu Su laughed.
"Oh?" Everyone looked at Fu Su in confusion.
"My father is the Secondary Lord, Jiang Chen is the True Lord. When the True Lord is here, the Secondary Lord is the Secondary Lord. But today, the Secondary Lord has replaced the True Lord. My father should be your True Lord!" Fu Su said solemnly.
"What?"
"Bastard, Yan Chuan killed True Lord, and you want us to submit?"
"Yan Chuan is worthy of being True Lord?"
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Everyone was furious, while Fu Su looked at Pan Jia.
Pan Jia was silent.
"Pan Jia, perhaps Jiangchen had already predicted today's situation. That's why he gave my father the title of Vice Lord. If my father loses, Jiangchen will naturally return to being the True Lord. If Jiangchen loses, then the True Lord will change positions, right?" Fu Su stared at Pan Jia and said.
Fu Su's eyes were filled with confidence.
This was not just persuasion, but coercion. The current Great Zhen was no longer the Great Zhen of the past. It would be best if the Boulder Tribe could be persuaded to surrender, but if they couldn't, even if they were destroyed, it wouldn't hurt them.
Fu Su was forcing Pan Jia.
They could either acknowledge the new True Lord or wait for the Boulder Tribe to be destroyed.
"Big Brother, how can we listen to this kid's nonsense?" Everyone looked at Pan Jia.
Pan Jia looked at Fu Su and saw Fu Su's resolute gaze.
After a moment of silence, Pan Jia said, "Secondary Lord is True Lord's last wish. No one else will participate in the struggle between True and Secondary Lord. We will respect Jiangchen's last wish. From now on, Yan Chuan is the new True Lord of the Boulder Tribe!"
"What? Big Brother, what did you say? "Everyone looked at Pan Jia in shock.
"I said, from now on, Yan Chuan is the new True Lord of the Boulder Tribe!" Pan Jia said in a deep voice.
"Wow!" There was an uproar in the hall.
Some people understood Pan Jia's meaning and agreed, but there were even more people who were unhappy with this decision.
Fu Su wasn't in a hurry. "Everyone, discuss. I will wait outside the hall!"
With that, Fu Su stepped out of the Corpse Ancestor Hall.
At this moment, none of the ten people stopped him.
He walked out of the hall.
"Kuang!"
Fu Su casually closed the door of the hall and stood at the entrance, looking at the angry gazes of the Boulder Tribe not far away.
Outside the hall, Fu Su waited for an entire day.
"Kuang!"
The door of the hall opened again.
At this moment, among the ten brothers, some had unwillingness in their eyes, but most of them were convinced by Pan Jia.
"Everyone, how did the discussion go?" Fu Su smiled.
"Greetings, True Lord's Envoy!" Everyone said.
Fu Su smiled in satisfaction.
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The occupation of the Great Evil World was surprisingly smooth. In just a short year, all the places were occupied.
In the Yang Realm, the Dongnan Continent was under the control of the Golden Emperor.
With the fall of the Golden Emperor, the Dongnan Continent lost its backbone. With the arrival of the Great Evil World, many powerhouses took the initiative to join them.
As for the Zhongtian Continent, Zhong Shan's army also achieved results in a short time.
"Great Evil World, First World, combine!"
Yan Chuan shouted for the first time.
"Great Evil World, First World, combine!"
Zhong Shan shouted for the second time.
"Great Evil World, First World, combine!"
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One by one, the peerless powerhouses shouted.
"Rumble!"
The entire Great Evil World began to move, quickly merging into the First World.
The Yang Realm was in chaos. The entire Great Evil World was merging with the First World.
The Yang Realm was also in chaos.
The Xiwai Continent, which only belonged to the Great Evil World, seemed to be drifting with the sea to the south of the Nanwai Continent.
Other than the Xiwai Continent in the Yang Realm, all the territories in the Great Evil World merged with the First World.
"Rumble!"
The world was in an uproar.
"Great Wide World, First World, combine!"
Zhong Shan shouted loudly, and the corresponding parts of the Great Wide World also merged with the First World, the Zhongtian Continent, and the Yang Realm's North Continent.
"Rumble!"
The world turned upside down.
The entire Four Realms was trembling.
It was chaos, and everything had entered the era of great fusion.
Silver-eyed Yan Chuan and Silver-eyed Guigu 'zi sat together in Xianyang, observing the drastic changes in the world.
Silver-eyed Yan Chuan was surrounded by 3,000 Heavenly Dao.
At this moment, as the two silver eyes continued to pierce through the world, another 3,000 Heavenly Dao appeared outside the 3,000 Heavenly Dao.
The first 3,000 Heavenly Dao were the 3,000 Heavenly Dao of the Great Wide World that existed in Yan Chuan's first life.
At this moment, the 3,000 Heavenly Dao of the Great Evil World were deduced.
6,000 Heavenly Dao surrounded the two of them.
"Rumble!"
The two of them were restoring the cycle of the Great Evil World's Heavenly Dao.
Three months had passed. Everything returned to normal.
At the mouth of Xianyang, Yan Chuan looked at the calm world. The entire Xianyang's Heaven and Earth Essence Qi once again thickened.
In the sky, providence, merit, luck, and Dao of Fortune also became stronger.
"Da Zhen now controls the six continents of the First World, the Yin-Yang East Continent, the Yin-Yang South Continent, the Huannan Southeast Continent, the Inner South Continent, and the remnants of the Great Evil World's West Continent. Only Zhong Shan can compare to Da Zhen's territory!" Lu Buwei sighed.
Yan Chuan, who was in human form, looked around and said, "I wish to take a walk around the world and experience it for the upcoming battle. During my absence, Xing Wang and Ming Wang will temporarily take over the administration!"
"Yes!" The officials answered.
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