"You're talking about the Spirit Race!" Zhao Yuande could not help but sneer, "They're just the vassals and puppets of the Light Race. Do you think the Chaos Oath they made is credible?"
"You … How can you prove that all this is true?" Hu Jiumei was already seventy to eighty percent convinced.
"It's very simple. Since you can enter other dimensions, you can verify it at will! Just find a dimension called Yuanshang Dimension in the Golden Emperor Realm to buy information and see if what I said is true or not! "Zhao Yuande said.
"You … You …" Hu Jiumei's expression changed, "Then … What should we do?"
"It's very simple! Immediately eliminate the foreign races' forces in the Fortune World and give us ten years' time! "Zhao Yuande said.
"What can we do in ten years? I'm afraid it won't be of any use even in a hundred or a thousand years. Is our Fortune Realm … really going to be finished? "Hu Jiumei murmured at this time, her voice was full of disappointment.
"Ten years! It can do a lot of things! "Zhao Yuande sneered," Do you know how many years I've been cultivating now? It's only been a few decades. In a few decades, I've reached my current realm from a mortal. Give me another ten years and I'll be even stronger! "
"You … I've got your information. It's true!" Hu Jiumei heard Zhao Yuande's words and could not help but be slightly stunned.
"And even if ten years is not enough, we can't watch our world being devoured. We'd rather die in battle than become puppet slaves!" Zhao Yuande's voice was sonorous, showing his strong determination.
"Ten years … It's really not enough! Even if you can advance to the Chaotic Sovereign Realm, you can only resist once at most! What about the next time? The other party will definitely send their strongest existence over, and we'll still have to die! "
Hu Jiumei was not affected by Zhao Yuande's decision. Although she was beautiful, she was an old monster who had cultivated for countless years. She had her own persistence in her heart, and could not be influenced by Zhao Yuande's casual words.
"Actually … I have another identity!" Zhao Yuande took out a token and waved it in front of Hu Jiumei.
"This is the token of the Lightning Emperor Divine Palace! Are you a disciple of the Lightning Emperor Divine Palace? "Hu Jiumei immediately recognized the token.
"That's right! I am the Holy Son of the Thunder Emperor Divine Palace! What do you think of this identity? "Zhao Yuande looked at the other party, the corners of his lips curling up slightly.
He had said so much to pave the way for this identity.
He wanted to truly subdue the other party and make them fight for the Fortune Realm. He even wanted to make the other party's race fight for the Fortune Realm.
"Holy Son … there is really a glimmer of hope." Hu Jiumei's eyes suddenly lit up.
"As long as you are willing to fight for the Fortune Realm, I can even give you a spot to become a disciple of the Lightning Emperor Divine Palace!" Zhao Yuande said.
Zhao Yuande's actions were actually another form of control over her.
As long as he became a disciple of the Lightning Emperor Divine Palace, he would be able to use his identity as the Saint to kill the other party.
"What …" Hu Jiumei was stunned.
She knew very well what the identity of a disciple of the Lightning Emperor Divine Palace represented.
In fact, in the Fortune Realm, the Barbaric Heaven Devil Bull and the Turbid Heaven Holy Devil were outer disciples of the Lightning Emperor Divine Palace.
The East Continent Realm behind them was extremely powerful, and their race was also a top existence in the East Continent Realm.
In fact, the two of them had received the cultivation of the Patriarch and were completely here to gain experience!
They had tempted Hu Jiumei more than once and made her work for them.
"I promise you!" Hu Jiumei nodded heavily.
"Of course, there is another condition, that is, you have to help me rescue the Black Tortoise Race's Holy Son and let the entire Black Tortoise Race safely evacuate!" Zhao Yuande said.
"This … This isn't a difficult task! After returning to the Fortune Realm, we will go directly to the Black Tortoise Race and then save their Holy Son! "Hu Jiumei said.
"You arrange everything, I only want results!" Zhao Yuande said, "As long as the matter is done, I promise to leave you a spot!"
"Okay!" Hu Jiumei's eyes lit up.
After returning to the Fortune Realm, Zhao Yuande followed Xuan Jiu's guidance and quickly arrived at the Black Tortoise Race's place.
Xuan Jiu appeared and with a few words, the entire Black Tortoise Race was convinced.
Although they were called the Black Tortoise Race, there were only a hundred of them.
Most of them were in a deep sleep and were muddle-headed.
However, they saw an old ancestor of the Black Tortoise Race, who was actually a Chaotic Sovereign Realm expert.
Most of the Black Tortoises' strength were peak Sovereign Realm experts.
Fortunately, they didn't have any thoughts of war, nor did they have any thoughts of hegemony.
Otherwise, these Black Tortoises would probably become the number one force in the Fortune Realm.
"There's a monitor!"
At this moment, Zhao Yuande felt a strange movement in the void. He stretched out a huge hand and grabbed at the void.
Instantly, the void shattered, and several figures with powerful auras exploded, turning into a bloody mist.
Even the Golden-winged Great Roc Race's Jin Qing looked at Zhao Yuande in disbelief.
Even he had just felt the fluctuation in the void. Before he could do anything, Zhao Yuande had already killed the other party.
Zhao Yuande's Divine Soul was not as strong as Jin Qing's, but his Divine Domain controlled the void within a radius of hundreds of thousands of miles. Even the slightest movement could not escape his surveillance.
After sending all the Black Tortoise Race's members into the Origin World, they continued on their journey and finally rescued the Black Tortoise Race's Holy Son in a hidden dimensional space.
After rescuing the Holy Son, Zhao Yuande let out a sigh of relief.
Now that the Black Tortoise Race had no more worries, he had fulfilled his promise.
The Black Tortoise Race's Patriarch said that if the Fortune Realm needed them, they would not shirk their duty.
After receiving this answer, Zhao Yuande smiled.
"Hu Jiumei, let's go to the Spirit Race's nest now. You should know where it is, right?" Zhao Yuande looked at her.
"I know! I know! "Hu Jiumei felt the terrifying killing intent in Zhao Yuande's words and couldn't help but tremble.
"This time, we must catch all the Spirit Race's experts in one fell swoop. None of them will be able to escape!" Zhao Yuande's killing intent was dense.
"Then the Barbaric Heaven Devil Bull and the Chaotic Heaven Holy Demon, the two demon experts, should …" Hu Jiumei suggested in a low voice.
"Don't worry! I know they are disciples of the Lightning Emperor's Divine Palace. As long as they are sensible, I will spare their lives! "Zhao Yuande nodded.
"Senior, you're back!" A huge palace floated in the middle of a pitch-black Star Field.
In front of the palace, there were two bull-headed powerhouses in black armor. When they saw Hu Jiumei, they immediately bowed with a very respectful look on their faces.
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