After a long while.
Tan Qing wiped away his tears and returned to his usual cold and mysterious self. He stood with his hands behind his back and looked at the abyss covered in snow. Below the abyss, there was an old man that he respected who had passed away.
Monk Gui Zang.
Perhaps no one in this world would remember his name, but Tan Qing swore that one day, his master's wish would come true, and the Chaotic Realm would defeat the Source Realm.
When the time came, he would bring the succession of his master to greater heights and let everyone know about it.
There was once an expert called Monk Gui Zang who sacrificed his life to save the Chaotic Realm.
Whoosh!
Tan Qing's mind was filled with thoughts.
However, at this moment, the sound of a bell suddenly rang out from the top of the Great Snow Mountain. Then, countless cultivators swarmed to the square in front of the main hall of the Great Snow Mountain.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
As the number one emissary of the Great Snow Mountain, Tan Qing naturally came as well.
The leader was the Great Elder. Since the Mountain Master was not around, he was the person in charge and the person with the highest authority.
"Everyone."
Those present today were the upper echelons of the Great Snow Mountain. As the number one emissary, Tan Qing's status was special. He stood at the front, wearing a black robe and exuding a cold aura. No one dared to approach him. The emissaries looked at him with fear.
This was the prestige of the number one emissary.
"I'm sure you've heard that the Underworld creatures have appeared. They opened the passage between the Underworld and the Source Realm and occupied the Ghost Manor territory. They also defeated the sacred land army and killed countless experts of the Devouring Demon Clan," the Great Elder said in a deep voice.
This news had already spread in the Source Realm.
Everyone was shocked and paid close attention. It was said that the sacred land was furious and had sent an even stronger army to the Ghost Manor territory to destroy the Underworld army.
Of course.
The Great Elder did not summon everyone here to talk about this matter, but to discuss the survival of the Great Snow Mountain.
The sacred land of the Devouring Demon Clan had made it clear that the Source Realm was the Devouring Demon Clan's territory and they did not welcome any other race.
In the past, they turned a blind eye, but it was different now. As long as they found a foreign race, they would uproot them.
There was no doubt that the Great Snow Mountain belonged to the foreign race.
In the past, the Devouring Demon Clan did not deal with them because of their remote location and special circumstances. But now, the Underworld creatures had completely angered the Devouring Demon Clan.
The Holy Land had already ordered the world to wipe out the alien races.
The Great Snow Mountain was in great danger. It was said that many of the Devouring Demons had begun to secretly discuss how to deal with the Great Snow Mountain.
"How can our Great Snowy Mountain survive this catastrophe? I hope everyone can share their views." The Great Elder swept his gaze across the crowd as he spoke.
"Why don't we just seal off the mountain?
If we hold our ground, I'm afraid the Devouring Devils won't dare to attack us. "
"The Holy Land of the Devouring Demons is very strong. We cannot fight them head-on. I think sealing the mountain is a good idea."
"If we seal the mountain, won't we be trapping ourselves on the snowy mountain?"
Some people were in favor of sealing the mountain, while others were against it.
In short, everyone had different opinions.
Meanwhile, Tan Qing spoke in a cold voice, "Since my Snowy Mountain chose to establish itself in the Origin World, then we have no need to fear the Devil Devourer Clan. If we were to seal ourselves off just because they wanted to eliminate foreign races, then we might as well submit to them."
Everyone was speechless when they heard this.
Was the First Emissary planning to fight to the death with the Devouring Demon Tribe?
"First Emissary, I don't agree with you. You want us to fight to the death with the Devil Devourer Clan. Then let me ask you, how many Devil Devourers are there in the Origin World?
How many people are there in our Great Snowy Mountain?
If we fight them head-on, do we even have a one percent chance of winning? "
Faced with this question, the First Emissary, Tan Qing, glanced at him coldly and said, "If we had the advantage in numbers, would we still need to do this?"
It was precisely because they were at a disadvantage that they had to fight back.
"In the current situation, as long as we raise our arms and shout, there will definitely be many forces willing to support our Great Snowy Mountain. When the time comes, we can form a force that can fight against the Holy Land," said the First Emissary.
The Devil Devourer Clan was extremely cruel. Even if they submitted to them, they would still be killed. Rather than that, it was better to fight to the end.
Moreover.
The First Emissary, Tan Qing, was a disciple of Monk Gui Zang. He was from the Chaotic Realm, and the blood of the Chaotic Realm flowed in his body. Therefore, he was fearless.
As long as he could weaken the Devil Devourer Clan in the Origin World, he was willing to pay any price.
For a time.
The upper echelons of the Great Snowy Mountain could not reach a consensus. In the end, everyone begged the Great Elder to seek help from the Mountain Lord.
In the end, this matter ended hastily.
…
Ice Abyss, Mirage.
In the treasury, Fang Chen sat cross-legged. His body exuded a golden halo, and his aura was constantly rising.
Cultivating here for a few days was equivalent to cultivating outside for hundreds of years. The ultimate force in his body had already condensed to more than three hundred strands.
One hundred strands was a threshold. When he stepped into the Eleventh Order Saint Realm, he had already broken through the obstacles on this path. In the following time, as long as he calmed down and cultivated, he would be able to condense the ultimate force.
In addition.
The cultivation resources in the treasury were freely available for him to use. Moreover, he had the guidance of the giant face, who had a vast amount of cultivation knowledge.
In just half a month, Fang Chen had broken through to the Twelfth Order Saint Realm.
Whoosh!
Fang Chen opened his eyes. The ultimate force in his body surged, and his temperament changed. His entire person became stronger.
"Twelfth Order Saint Realm?"
Fang Chen muttered to himself. There was an unconcealable joy in his eyes. He did not expect to step into the Twelfth Order Saint Realm unknowingly.
He was only one step away from the Thirteenth Order Saint Realm.
"Not bad."
The giant face suddenly appeared and praised Fang Chen. "It's not easy for you to condense more than a hundred strands of ultimate force in such a short time."
"If it weren't for Senior's guidance and the cultivation resources in the treasury, it would have been very difficult for me to break through." Fang Chen said humbly.
The giant face shook its head. "There is no doubt about your talent. It won't be long before you step into the Thirteenth Order Saint Realm. You need an opportunity. The entire Origin World is in chaos. The Netherworld army and the Holy Ground army are fighting. With your current strength, unless a Venerable appears, you are almost invincible."
The giant face wanted Fang Chen to go out and kill. Only in this way could he reach the Thirteenth Order Saint Realm as soon as possible.
"En?
Netherworld? "
Fang Chen was stunned. He did not expect the Ghost Manor to be related to the Netherworld. Did they dare to openly declare war on the Holy Ground?
"Senior, do you mean to let me take advantage of the chaos to slaughter the Devouring Devil Clan and use their blood to refine my body?" Fang Chen asked.
The giant face nodded and then told Fang Chen the news of Monk Gui Zang's death.
"What?"
Fang Chen was stunned.
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