"Huh?" Qian Daoliu frowned, "Speak clearly."
"According to frontline intelligence reports, the aborigines of the three continents, mainly led by the Sun and Moon Continent, have united some forces from the other two continents to form an 'Anti-Martial Spirit Alliance', openly resisting the integration and management policies of our Spirit Empire, and their attitude is very tough!" Golden Crocodile Douluo spoke quickly.
When Qian Daoliu heard this, his displeasure on his face became even worse, with a hint of impatience: "Just this little thing? Aren't you going to report it to the Pope? I don't care about these secular matters now." He just wanted to be with Xixi.
Golden Crocodile Douluo had a wry smile on his face and lowered his voice: "Brother, that woman... is also in deep retreat. And... I accidentally sensed a breath leaking from the woman's retreat a few days ago... That kind of evil and majesty... I am really a little scared, so I don't dare to disturb her easily."
Bibi Dong is fused with the Rakshasa God, and has been strengthened by the blind box. Its strength is unfathomable, and its aura really makes Golden Crocodile feel palpitated.
Qian Daoliu waved his hands as if to shoo away flies: "Okay, okay, you can just take care of this little thing yourself! With your ninety-ninth level of cultivation, plus the worship of a few elders, with the three continents tied together, is there anyone strong enough to compete with you?" He really felt that it was a heinous crime to interrupt his date with Bo Saixi for this matter.
The bitter smile on Golden Crocodile Douluo's face became thicker, and he quickly explained: "Brother, the other two continents are indeed not a big problem, and there are only a few top experts. But the key is the Sun and Moon Continent! They... they have a strange weapon called the 'Soul Guidance Device'!"
"Soul guide?" Qian Daoliu's eyes moved slightly, remembering that someone seemed to have opened something similar in the blind box before.
"Yes!" Golden Crocodile Douluo looked solemn, "It's similar to the soul guide cannon that was opened in the blind box last time. However, the level of the soul guide cannons in the Sun and Moon Continent does not seem to be as high as those found in the blind box. Most of them stay around level seven. But the problem is... they The number is so large that it can be deployed on a large scale for their elite army! The power of thousands of level 7 soul guide cannons is enough to threaten the titled Douluo! Our frontline soul master army will suffer heavy losses in front of their soul guide weapon positions, and it will be extremely difficult to advance."
"Level 7 soul guides...the number is huge..." Qian Daoliu pondered for a moment. Although he was impatient, he also knew that if left unchecked, the rule of the Spirit Empire would indeed be a problem. He glanced at Bo Saixi, who was looking at Golden Crocodile Douluo curiously, and suddenly had an idea.
"Okay." Qian Daoliu finally relented, with a meaningful smile on his face, "Since the Pope is in retreat, I will accompany you on this trip with Xixi. Just in time to take Xixi to see the sea... Oh No, I want to see the customs and customs of other continents, and by the way, I can solve this little problem."
He took Bo Saixi's hand and asked gently: "Xixi, do you want to see a different scenery?"
Although Bo Saixi didn't know much about the so-called "trouble", she was very moved by Qian Daoliu's proposal, especially when she heard the word "sea", a trace of nostalgia flashed in her eyes, and she nodded lightly: "Well, where are you going? I'll go wherever I want."
Qiandao smiled loudly and said proudly: "Okay! Golden Crocodile, lead the way! I want to see if the so-called soul guide can block the real power of the gods!"
After saying that, he held Bo Saixi's hand and motioned to Golden Crocodile Douluo to lead the way. The three figures turned into streams of light the next moment, soared into the sky, and rushed towards the front line of the confrontation between the Spirit Empire and the Sun Moon Continent Alliance!
A "trouble-solving" operation like a dimensionality reduction strike, personally intervened by a god-level powerhouse, has begun.
Qian Daoliu came to the front line in person with the absolute strength of a 101-level priest. Facing the overwhelming array of seventh-level soul tools in the Sun and Moon Continent, which was enough to make Titled Douluo pale, he didn't even use the newly obtained super artifact "Demon Suppression Sword". He just raised his hand casually, inducing a trace of true god-level pressure.
In an instant, the sky and the earth turned pale, and the storm rolled back! Those thousands of soul-guided cannons that condensed the light of soul power and were about to launch a volley seemed to be choked by an invisible giant hand. The energy condensed at the muzzle instantly collapsed, and the cannon body itself made an overwhelmed "crunching" sound. The precise core array engraved on the surface was dimmed and shattered in pieces!
Just a hint of aura completely paralyzed the Sun Moon Continent's soul guide army, which was leaning on the Great Wall!
The strong men of the alliance were horrified to find that their greatest reliance against the Spirit Empire was as fragile as a child's toy in the face of true divine power. Several ninth-level soul masters from the Sun and Moon Continent tried to join forces to activate a long-inherited ninth-level peak soul tool. The destructive light beam that could threaten Extreme Douluo had just risen when Qian Daoliu glanced at it with an indifferent look. The light beam, together with the precious ninth-level soul tool, turned into dust all over the sky.
Absolute power brings absolute surrender.
The "Anti-Martial Spirit Alliance" collapsed. Under the prestige of the god-level powerhouses, the remaining forces on the three continents had to re-examine their relationship with the Spirit Empire and chose to surrender or sign an alliance under the city.
After easily resolving this trouble that Qian Daoliu thought was like a "child's fight", he no longer had any worries, held Bo Saixi's hand, and embarked on a journey around the new world. They went to see the aurora in the northern ice fields, to explore the ancient ruins in the western deserts, to the Lake of Life in the eastern forests, and to the magnificent coral reefs in the southern seas... They left their footprints all over the vast merged world, leaving all the responsibilities and troubles of the past behind, leaving only the carefreeness and warmth of a couple of gods and gods.
Time, in this tranquility (at least for Qian Daoliu and Bo Saixi) and the reintegration of all forces in the mainland, time slipped by quietly. In the blink of an eye, more than half a year has passed.
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Divine Realm, Shura Temple.
This is a majestic palace built entirely of dark red divine crystals. It stands in the core area of the God Realm and exudes a heart-stopping aura of killing and judgment. Within the hall, the endless killing thoughts condensed into a substantial blood-colored mist, but it was restrained by an absolute order and flowed slowly along a mysterious trajectory.
On the throne of the temple, there sat a figure wearing dark red magic-patterned divine armor. His face was stern, with lines like a knife and an axe, and his blood-red eyes seemed to contain a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, with the indifference of knowing all the rules. He is one of the five divine kings in charge of judgment and law in the divine world—God Shura!
At this moment, a trace of faint doubt flashed across God Shura's stern face, which seemed to have remained unchanged for thousands of years. He counted the time in the God Realm with his fingers and frowned slightly.
"It's been a day..." A low and majestic voice echoed in the empty hall, "That Poseidon guy, one day has passed in the lower realm, which is one year in mortal time. With his temperament, why does it take so long to deal with the issue of faith in a plane that has just begun to evolve and has few stable god-level combat capabilities?"
One day in the divine world, one year in the mortal world. This is the difference in the speed of time between different levels of planes.
In God Shura’s understanding, although Douluo Star has begun its plane evolution and has huge potential, at the current stage, the strongest person on the surface is just a newly promoted angel god, with a cultivation level of no more than level 100 (equivalent to a priest). As for Poseidon, the god of the sea, even if the lower realm is suppressed by the rules, he can still exert the strength of a third-level god, and even brought four hundred-level priests with him. This kind of power is enough to crush the plane that has not yet fully grown up. Even if there was something special about that angel god, or the plane itself was somewhat resistant, there was absolutely no way he could hold Poseidon back for a year.
"Could it be...that this guy is doing some shady tricks?" A hint of understanding and a touch of disdain flashed in Shura God's bloody eyes. He knew the nature of Poseidon, the god of the sea, very well. This guy has a quick mind and is best at planning and drilling. Its own first-level god status was finally and steadily promoted to the first-level god status through a series of not-so-glorious calculations, seizing huge power of faith, and even vaguely involving the fall of the original angel god.
Thinking of this, the disdain in Shura God's eyes became even stronger. If it weren't for...if it weren't for the extreme light and divine attributes contained in the angel's power, which to some extent had a certain purifying and restraining effect on his Asura killing power, which made him feel troubled when dealing with certain affairs back then, he wouldn't have turned a blind eye to the sea god's unflattering actions, acquiescing to them to suppress the belief in the angel god, and even indirectly leading to the fall of the original angel god. After all, for him, an angelic throne that was weakened or even had its inheritance cut off would have more advantages than disadvantages.
"Humph, disputes of faith are normal. But if you go too far and attract the attention of several other god kings, especially the one who can't get rid of the sand in his eyes, I'm afraid even I can't protect you." Shura God snorted in his heart. He never thought that Poseidon was not just delaying with small tricks, but had already... fallen! In his understanding, there is no possibility of a third-level god and four priests falling in a nascent evolutionary plane! The biggest risk is, at best, that the clone is slightly damaged by the backlash of plane consciousness, or is temporarily trapped by some special rules.
After pondering for a moment, God Shura decided not to waste his attention on this "little thing". There are many affairs in the God Realm, especially recently. He had a faint feeling that there seemed to be some unusual undercurrents surging deep in the universe, which required him to devote more energy to pay attention. Poseidon's delay may be enough to "clean up" the remaining influence of the angel god more thoroughly, which is not unacceptable to him.
"That's all, I guess he has his own sense of proportion." God Shura said to himself, then put the matter aside for the time being, and his mind sank into reviewing the legal provisions of the divine world and the important matters reported from various places. The vast spiritual mind swept through countless files, dealing with issues of judgment and order involving many planes.
However, when "half a day" in the divine world passed (equivalent to nearly half a year in the mortal world) and God Shura took a break after handling a batch of urgent matters at hand, the suppressed doubts came to mind again.
"It's been a full day and a half...a year and a half in the mortal world..." God Shura's fingers tapped unconsciously on the armrest of the throne, making a dull sound that was particularly clear in the silent hall. "Even if Poseidon wants to plan something, there should be a limit. If he stays in the lower world for such a long time, even with my acquiescence, it will be troublesome if the goddess of life or the god of kindness notices it." The God of Kindness upholds absolute justice. If he knew about some of Poseidon's dirty past, he would never tolerate it. Although the God of Destruction acts domineeringly, he also despises such "little actions".
Although God Shura is not afraid of them, he does not want to cause unnecessary discord with other god kings because of a sea god. In particular, he had a vague feeling that a delicate balance seemed to be being broken within the God Realm Committee recently.
"It seems that I still have to remind him." God Shura finally made a decision. He was not worried about Poseidon's safety, but he didn't want to bring unnecessary attention and trouble to him because of Poseidon's greed and delay.
He raised his head and looked in the direction of the temple door with bloody eyes. His voice was not loud, but it clearly penetrated the thick temple door and reached the ears of the priest standing outside:
"Here comes."
The door of the temple slid open silently, and a priest wearing dark red standard divine armor with an aura of about a second-level god (around level 120) quickly walked in, knelt on one knee, and said respectfully: "Master Shura God, what are your orders? ? "
God Shura looked at the priest below, his tone was indifferent and without any emotion: "You immediately go down to the Douluo Star and find the sea god Poseidon."
< br/> The priest lowered his command: "Yes! How should I convey it to my subordinates?"
God Shura thought for a moment and said coldly: "Just tell him that one day in the divine world is one year in the mortal world. He has been in the lower world for more than a day, and his small actions are enough. If the other god kings notice, I will not be able to protect him. Let him deal with the matter quickly and return to the god world immediately without any further delay!"
His words carried an unquestionable command and a hint of implicit warning. He believed that with Poseidon's intelligence, he should be able to understand the stakes involved.
"Obey the oracle!" the priest responded solemnly, not daring to show any slightness.
"Go." God Shura waved his hand and turned his attention again to the star map of the divine realm suspended in front of him, which marked the coordinates of many lower realms that needed attention. To him, this was just a trivial incident, and sending a priest to deliver the message was a serious enough matter.
"Yes!"
The priest saluted again. After standing up, the dark red divine power surged around his body and turned into a stream of light. He quickly left the Shura Temple and headed towards the Douluo Star through the specific passage connecting the divine world and the lower world.
Shura God looked at the direction in which the priest left. There was no wave in his bloody eyes, and he soon became immersed in the vast affairs of the divine world again. He would never have thought that the priest he sent was about to enter not a weak plane that could be manipulated by Poseidon at will, but a place where Poseidon had already been killed, and the troops were in full swing, and were ready to...slay the gods!
The wind in the divine world still blows according to the established rules. But a weak but extremely sharp thorn originating from the lower plane has quietly approached this seemingly eternal kingdom of God. The fuse of the storm has been quietly lit where no one noticed it.
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The barrier passage between the God Realm and the Douluo Star shines with a blurry and dangerous stream of light. A dark red figure, like a meteor falling against the current, penetrated the layers of space barriers, and descended into the outer space of Douluo Planet with the majesty of the God Realm and a hint of solemnity of executing the God King's order.
It was Chisha, the priest who came to convey the message on the order of God Shura.
Him He stabilized his figure and floated above the nine heavens. The dark red divine armor glowed with an icy sheen under the light of the stars. He took a deep breath (although the divine body did not need to breathe, this was a habit), preparing to release his spiritual thoughts and lock in the breath of Poseidon, the god of the sea. According to common sense, when a first-level god is active in this world, the fluctuations of his divine power should be as eye-catching as a beacon in the darkness.
However, when his spiritual thoughts that had reached the level of a second-level god surged out like an invisible tide, sweeping across the mountains, rivers, lakes and seas, and carefully sensing every corner of this new plane, the feedback he received made him frown more and more.
No!
Nowhere!
That familiar and vast divine power fluctuation with a hint of the salty smell of the ocean seems to have completely evaporated from this world! Not to mention Poseidon's true body, even the auras of the four accompanying priests were nowhere to be seen!
"What's going on?" Deep doubts arose in Priest Chisha's heart, "Has Lord Poseidon already left? Impossible, Lord Shura God made it clear that he stayed in the lower realm and has not returned. Could it be that he is hiding his aura and carrying out some kind of secret plan?"
He thinks the latter is more likely. After all, with Lord Poseidon’s strength, who in this world can threaten him? Hiding the aura may be to make it easier to arrange your beliefs, or... you are looking for something important?
Just when the Chisha Priest was concentrating and holding his breath, preparing for the second round of more detailed spiritual scanning -
"Huh?!" Just now, he felt a... extremely powerful, hot, and divine aura that made even him, a priest under God Shura, feel a little uncomfortable!
This breath is not the vastness of Poseidon, nor the holiness of angels, but a pure, violent flame divinity that seems to be able to burn the entire wasteland! Moreover, the intensity of this aura has reached the threshold of level 100! Although it was slightly inferior to his level 103 after being suppressed, the "quality" of the flames revealed an unusual domineering and ancient quality!
"In addition to the newly promoted angel god, when did this world have such a god-level powerhouse with the flame attribute?" Priest Chisha was surprised and uncertain. He vaguely felt that Lord Poseidon's disappearance might be related to the sudden appearance of a strange god-level aura.
At the same time, in Wuhun City below, there was a specially built training chamber engraved with countless flame runes.
「Boom——!」
A terrifying pillar of red-gold fire rose into the sky, directly melting a large hole through the special stone roof of the secret room! In the pillar of fire, a burly figure as tall as a mountain slowly stood up, wrapped in solid red-gold flames. Every ray of flame seemed to have life, turning into a tiny divine fire dragon shadow, circling and roaring!
It is Yan!
After more than half a year of hard work, digesting the gains from the blind box, especially after thoroughly integrating the god-level martial spirit "Huang Tian Shen Fire Dragon" and absorbing the energy of the three high-grade spiritual stones, he finally broke through the hundred-level bottleneck today and completely stabilized his "Vulcan Divine Position"! At this moment, he is already a true level 100 god!
Under his feet, nine soul rings flashed in sequence - the first eight were ten thousand year soul rings as deep as obsidian, and the ninth was a majestic blood red one hundred thousand year soul ring! The most eye-catching thing is the tenth soul ring floating on the outermost periphery, emitting a faint golden glow! That was the god-level soul ring that was condensed from the origin of his own divine fire and the Huangtian Divine Fire Dragon when he achieved the position of God of Fire!
"Hahahaha! Level 100! Is this god-level power? It's so happy! It's so happy!" Yan felt the seemingly endless terrifying divine power in his body, which was enough to burn mountains and cook seas. He couldn't help laughing wildly, and the sound was so loud that the entire secret cultivation room was shaking.
Just when he was satisfied and ready to leave the seclusion to find Xie Yue, Feng Xiaotian and the others to "show off" and show off his new power, his spiritual mind, which had become extremely sharp due to the breakthrough, suddenly caught a strange spiritual thought that was cast from the very high sky and full of scrutiny!
This spiritual thought is cold and chilling, with a kind of aloof indifference, which is completely different from the aura of any known strong person on Douluo Planet!
"People from the God Realm?!" Yan's pupils shrank suddenly, and he instantly remembered Ling Ye's previous warning. The God of Poseidon has fallen, and the God Realm will never give up. Revenge will come sooner or later!
Not only did he not have the slightest fear, his eyes burning with red-gold flames actually burst out with extremely fierce fighting spirit!
"Just in time! I have just broken through, and I am worried that I have no place to test the power of the Huangtian Divine Fire Dragon! I'll use you blind bastard from the God Realm to do it!"
Yan Yan roared angrily, and before he even had time to stabilize the aura that had just broken through, his whole body turned into a red-gold meteor that tore through the sky. At an almost crazy speed, against the incoming divine thoughts, he rushed nine days away!
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Above the nine heavens, at the top of the sea of clouds.
Chi Sha Priest was about to carefully explore the source of the divine flame, but he saw a red-gold meteor, with an extremely arrogant attitude, smashing through the layers of sea of clouds, with a terrifying high temperature that burned everything, and instantly appeared in the void not far in front of him!
The light dissipated, revealing Yan's figure as tall as a mountain, burning with red-gold divine fire. He was carrying a giant blade that was condensed from the power of the Huangtian God's Fire Dragon and wrapped in dragon-shaped flames. He grinned with a wild smile and stared at the Chisha Priest as if he was staring at a prey that he was sure to win.
"Hey! That man in red armor above! What are you looking at sneakily? Is he a spy sent by the God Realm?" Yan's voice was like thunder, exploding high in the sky.
Chi Sha priest frowned and felt sullen in his heart. How dare a native from the lower realm who had just stepped into the hundredth level speak to him, a priest under the throne of Shura God, like this? The ignorant are truly fearless!
He suppressed his anger, maintained a trace of the majesty of the God Realm, and shouted in a cold voice: "I am Chisha, the priest under the throne of Shura God! On the order of the God King, I come to find Lord Poseidon, the God of the Sea! When the creatures from the lower world see this priest, why don't they quickly salute and inform the Lord Poseidon of his whereabouts?!"
He tried to use the prestige of the God Realm and the name of God Shura to convince the other party.
However, when Yan heard the words "Poseidon, God of the Sea", the smile on his face became brighter and more... ferocious.
"Looking for that blue-haired guy playing in the water?" Yan sneered, stretched out his thumb, and pointed downwards arrogantly, "No need to look for it! That guy was killed by us half a year ago! Even the man and his halberd were blown to pieces! You want to find him? Why don't I send you down to reunite with him?"
"What?!" Priest Chisha was shaken as if struck by lightning, and his face was full of unbelievable horror, "You...what did you say? Lord Poseidon...died? Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"
He simply could not accept this fact! The Poseidon, who was a level three god, fell into a plane that had just evolved and only had level 100 gods? This is simply a fantasy!