As for Zhenwu Great Emperor, Long Chen knew that he didn't have much power left. If he had to stand up for everything, he wouldn't have enough left to deal with the City Lord of the Wronged. So, Long Chen didn't blame him.
This was just a show of force by the City Lord of the Wronged.
Long Chen was delayed for a while, but he still came back.
It wasn't the time to blame himself, but to save.
But every time he thought of the City Lord of the Wronged's cruelty and the millions of deaths, Long Chen's anger was no less than the Sword Spirit Emperor Palace's oppression!
Those were all living lives!
Gone just like that!
He restrained his anger and asked, "Does everyone in the Emperor Palace know about this catastrophe?"
Han Yunxing said, "After the experts of the Three Regions and Nine Realms returned from the Sword Spirit Emperor Palace, the news only exists among the higher-ups. In order to avoid panic, they haven't spread it yet.
But he reckoned that it would be revealed soon.
Now, all the experts of the Martial God Palace have been dispatched. The three thousand palaces have dispatched more than 50 million people to the Four Emperors Domain. Most of the experts are concentrated at the borders of the sixteen prefectures to resist the newly emerged ghosts … "
The situation had reached a critical juncture.
Nangong Lie said, "The most important thing now is that the three Martial Venerables still can't find the source, so they want us to go to the Sword Spirit Emperor Palace and ask you to come back. Since you're back, hurry over there.
The billions of people in the Eastern Royal Region need you! "
Long Chen didn't hesitate.
After understanding the details from Wenren Jingtao, he brought Lingxi to the Sixteen Prefectures that had become a land of death.
"Long Chen." Feng Zhilin stopped him and spoke for the first time.
"What's wrong?" Long Chen turned around.
"Nothing. Be careful." Beauty in the Wind said, then closed her mouth.
"Mm."
Long Chen nodded and brought Lingxi with him. The two quickly disappeared from the four people's sight, leaving them looking at each other.
"The more we try to catch up to a genius, the more powerless we become. We'd better be ourselves." Wenren Jingtao said weakly.
"I feel proud of him," Nangong Lie said with a smile.
… …
Long Chen's emotions were very unstable.
Five million people!
If the City Lord of the Wronged was not killed as soon as possible, with his cruelty, how many people would he have to kill before he would be satisfied?
What was most intolerable was that in his eyes, the lives of these commoners were not worth mentioning at all. They were merely tools for him to raise the power of the Ghost King!
This Divine Realm prisoner was truly devoid of humanity and deranged!
Long Chen couldn't bear to see five million people die. To him, every life was precious. Killing was a way to protect them. Therefore, at this moment, his Slaughter Dao Seal was releasing a shocking power.
Using the Cosmos Teleportation Formation, the two of them teleported to the place closest to the Sixteen Prefectures!
The Teleportation Formations of the three Sovereign Domains were incomparably dense. These were Teleportation Formations from the ancient times. No one knew how to build them, nor how to replicate them. It was as if they were born from the heavens and earth. The people of the three Sovereign Domains could only use them.
After arriving here, a putrid smell of blood had already assaulted their nostrils.
The forces of the Three Regions and Nine Realms had already gone back to prepare.
The Eastern Royal Domain was the first to suffer a disaster.
Next, there would definitely be countless people who would die a violent death. Their families would be torn apart. No one could bear such a terrible disaster, especially after they died. They would become ghosts and devour the corpses of their companions. What a tragic thing it was!
This was not a small number.
Eighty million people in the Supreme Yin Demon World would die a violent death!
Currently, five hundred people in the Eastern Royal Domain would suffer the most terrible disaster. Their lives were like livestock, their life essence drained by the City Lord of the Wronged.
The hideous man standing in the dark must be laughing at him at this moment.
The relationship between Long Chen and the City Lord of the Wronged was more like a gamble, a struggle. He used the lives of five million people to demonstrate his might to Long Chen.
It was useless no matter how angry he was!
It was useless no matter how painful it was!
Long Chen gritted his teeth. But when he saw the deathly silent land before him, ghosts rampaging, and countless miserable souls struggling in the sky, crying and screaming in pain, Long Chen felt that he was really going to go crazy.
No one could remain calm after experiencing such a scene!
This was the Nether Prefecture!
It was Long Chen's first time in the True Martial Imperial Domain!
The City Lord of the Wronged must have chosen this place for him to see!
He was intimidating Long Chen.
At this moment, Long Chen was almost crazy, and he let out an angry roar.
"Chen, Chen …" Lingxi hugged him tightly, holding his head in her arms and comforting him with a sob.
"Calm down, calm down, okay? There are still many people who need you to save. You can't go crazy before victory," Lingxi said anxiously.
Long Chen bit his lip.
"Let's go, Lingxi. Let's go in and destroy the Demon Tree first."
The Demon Tree was the source of the death curse.
All the experts of the True Martial Imperial Palace were stationed at the border of the sixteen prefectures.
The three Martial Venerables led almost all the experts above the third level of the Nirvana Tribulation realm to travel through the sixteen prefectures, searching for the source of the Demon Tree.
Long Chen arrived.
The experts guarding the border woke up with a start. They cried tears of joy when they saw Long Chen arrive.
Everyone's face was filled with anger and sorrow.
Perhaps, among them, some of their hometowns were here.
For example, Ye Xuan and the others, their hometowns were here in the Nether Prefecture.
At this moment, everything was destroyed.
What was the use of crying?
What was the use of anger?
Only battle.
Only victory!
Long Chen gritted his teeth. As the disciples respectfully sent him off, he led Lingxi into the barren battlefield!
In front of them, the miasma roiled like a giant beast, letting out terrifying roars. The thick black smoke was endless.
Under the miasma, the original people had become ghosts. Iron chains grew out of their bodies, and their faces turned green with fangs. They were incomparably hungry, and they began to kill each other. They lost their minds, and they began to eat the flesh and blood of their companions!
This was a world where ghosts ran amok!
Long Chen and Lingxi rushed in.
"Let's find the three Martial Venerables first, then think of a way to destroy the Demon Tree. The sixteen prefectures cover such a large area, it won't be easy to find a single tree." Long Chen calmed down and analyzed.
After advancing for several dozen kilometers, Ling Xi suddenly came to a halt. There were already quite a few Specters on the ground below.
"What's wrong?" Long Chen asked.
Lingxi did not answer. She released the pure white Nirvana power, and found that the miasma seemed to be pushed away by the heavens!
Long Chen's shock turned to ecstasy.
The power of the Pure Maiden!
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