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Inside a manor in the suburbs of Jing City.

The Chairman, dressed in a burgundy suit, stood on the second-floor balcony, a cigar in his hand.

He puffed on the cigar, his voice a little anxious:

"Can the demigods from the Musicians and Scholars families be brought out for a stroll? Last time, during the Wind and Thunder Gods incident, they didn't show up. Are they still in seclusion now that the evil faction is attacking?"

A small sapling emitting a green glow in the courtyard swayed gently. A burly, red-haired man silently puffed on a cigar. A cold laugh echoed from the black mist hovering over the artificial lake.

No one paid him any attention.

Only the clay figure in the living room, resembling a kind old man, spoke in a gentle voice:

"They are not official organizations and have no obligation to appear on the front lines. They only need to consider whether they can protect themselves if the Lawful faction is defeated."

This was the rule established by all parties during the "division of territories" years ago.

The Five Elements Alliance and Taiyi Sect became official organizations, wielding great power and shouldering the responsibility of maintaining order. The Spirit Realm families retreated to the second line, like feudal lords, managed by the officials and assisting in official work.

But the Spirit Realm families had nothing to do with risking their lives.

Of course, when the final battle really comes, the Spirit Realm families will certainly not stand idly by.

The Chairman exhaled a plume of white smoke: "Alright, then let them guard the home. The Psionic Society still has a demigod in the second district, as well as Ling Tuo."

At this time, Fu Qingxuan ended her call with her younger brother and said:

"The evil faction has rebelled. After today, the world order will fluctuate. Everyone, be mentally prepared. The most urgent task now is to rescue the Sea Emperor and preserve the number of demigods in the Lawful faction."

Compared to the solemn mood of the other demigods, Fu Qingxuan was even a little excited.

The White Tiger specializes in combat. In her heart, she actually craves a global war so that she can unleash the true power of the "Marshal." In one-on-one combat, she ranks in the top five; in team battles, she ranks in the top three. In large-scale battles, no one can match the Marshal.

The Chairman couldn't wait any longer and said, "Gather, gather. I'll take you there."

Just then, a sense of foreboding washed over them. The hearts of the demigods present skipped a beat, and they all looked to the west.

Conference room.

Upon learning of the return of the five Alliance Leaders to reality, the Nine Elders breathed a sigh of relief.

The combat power displayed by the five Alliance Leaders during the Wind and Thunder Gods incident surprised the Nine Elders and left them sweating profusely, because even they didn't know the secret of the Five Elements fusion.

Back then, the officials jointly conducted research with the Spirit Realm families. The initiator was the Lord of Midgard, and the core purpose was to study ancient secret arts, including but not limited to mechanical arts and the Five Elements spiritual power.

Looking back now, the five Alliance Leaders had actually been communicating secretly, using the Scholars and Musicians families, who excelled in creation and life, to break through bottlenecks.

After the Alliance Leaders mastered the Five Elements fusion technique, they kept it a secret, and even the Ten Elders didn't know. This showed that the Alliance Leaders didn't trust them completely either.

However, in the final analysis, it was still a joyous occasion.

The fusion of the Five Elements, capable of contending against the Wind and Thunder Gods, meant that they could contend against Shura.

The "invincible" title above Shura's head could be removed. The Sword Pavilion Elder's expression eased slightly, and he said:

"Don't be careless. Notify the demigods from the Liu, Xie, Zhu, Zhao, and Xiahou families and ask them to help maintain order while restraining their clansmen. With the disappearance of moral values, the world order is in jeopardy. The demigods will not refuse."

Although evil professions were stronger than lawful ones, the number of lawful demigods was greater than that of the evil faction.

Sometimes, quality is important, but sometimes, quantity is also crucial. Just as Fu Qingyang was about to speak, he suddenly saw the faces of the Nine Elders around the conference table change simultaneously as they looked west.

The two peak Sovereigns of the Red Fire Gang even ignited flames directly, entering combat mode reflexively.

"What's wrong?" Fu Qingyang's heart sank, with a bad premonition.

Miao Elder closed his eyes, sensing intently. After five or six seconds, he suddenly opened his eyes and exclaimed:

"Shura has entered Jing City!" A bolt from the blue!

At that moment, everyone in Jing City trembled as if encountering a natural enemy.

Outside the Jing City Ring Road.

Traffic flowed endlessly. On the rooftop of an old building, a man with three heads and six arms, cast like a black tower, stood motionless on the edge.

He looked more like a statue.

The Demon Eye Heavenly King, weak in the knees, sat aside, anticipating:

"Shura, I want to bring Yuan Shi Tian Zun into the Soldiers' Religion. Will you give him the title of Heavenly King?"

Shura's deep voice came: "Okay!"

"After the Lawful faction is purged, can our Soldiers' Religion wipe out the other evil professions in one fell swoop?"

"Okay!"

"Shura, I have to leave. The Lawful faction's demigods are coming."

The Demon Eye Heavenly King looked at the sky. At some point, layers of dark clouds had gathered. Beneath the dark clouds, a stunning beauty in a gorgeous opera costume, her back adorned with flags, stood in the air.

In the other three directions, lush green ancient trees, raging flames, and solidified iron swords appeared in the air, respectively. On the rooftop where they stood, the concrete melted, and a clay figure emerged.

The Alliance Leaders of the Five Elements Alliance had surrounded them.

The traffic continued as usual. Mortals "ignored" the anomalies in the sky, just as crawling ants could not detect the humans observing them from above.

"No need!" Shura rarely didn't say okay. "I'm not here to fight!"

Before the Demon Eye Heavenly King could respond, an angry voice asked for him: "You're not here to fight, what are you here for? You're such a sneaky bastard!"

Looking in the direction of the voice, it was a man in a burgundy suit, holding a cigar, wearing a silver mask, looking exasperated.

Shura's appearance in Jing City at this juncture directly broke the Chairman's composure. The black tower-like Shura's abdomen emitted a combination of low-frequency bass and bubble sounds: "If you five leave Jing City, I will massacre the city."

The five Alliance Leaders did not speak, but the surging dark clouds and the buzzing sword qi indicated their anger.

Obviously, Shura was here to restrain them.

That the evil faction could invite this Sleeping God meant that this scheme was not a small-scale probing but a total offensive that had been endured for a hundred years.

At that moment, a long-lost sense of powerlessness surged in the hearts of the Lawful demigods.

New Covenant County.

A tsunami hundreds of meters high crashed heavily on the harbor but was blocked by an invisible barrier, creating snow-lion-like white foam and thunderous rumbles.

The tsunami crashed against the barrier wave after wave, the frequency increasing, the waves getting higher and higher.

Revealing a sense of urgency and powerlessness.

Slaughter Instance, third floor of the museum.

Huang Taiji took Jiang Ju's remaining body, opened the item bar, took out the Essence of Life, and injected it into the neck vein of the Yan Emperor's son.

The severed limbs writhed, cells regenerating rapidly. Although two more tubes of Essence of Life were needed for limb regeneration, the bleeding had stopped, and the cells destroyed by the explosion and scorched by the flames were regenerating.

Huang Taiji did not continue the injection. At this time, a tube of Essence of Life could save a life, wasting it on helping Jiang Ju regenerate limbs was too wasteful.

Little Circle "put away" the illusory magic table, flapped its wings and returned to its own camp, standing side by side with Xiahou Aotian at the front.

The Sixty-Four Trigrams Formation collapsed, and Xiahou Aotian gasped for breath, sweat mixed with blood from his eyes and nose, "defiling" his handsome face.

The deity's dharma body behind him was dim, about to be extinguished.

Zhang Yuanqing took out the Mountain God Scepter, causing the gem at the top to emit a green light, healing him.

Xiahou Aotian also had many elixir reserves. Warlocks were best at refining pills and medicine, so he didn't really need Yuan Shi Tian Zun's extra effort in terms of endurance.

But he didn't refuse, because his body was in terrible condition.

The Crimson Liquid, in the form of a middle-aged man, glanced at the "human-beast hybrid" corpse, sneering:

"Too impatient, you should have waited for her to use the item before acting, that way you would have had more spoils, oh no, our spoils would have been more.

"What's the point, fighting to the point of exhausting your spiritual power to kill the human-beast hybrid, you've just gone from fighting three to fighting two."

Zhang Yuanqing looked at him and smiled:

"You're wrong, there's no chance of winning fighting three, but there is a chance fighting two. We peak Saints joining forces are enough to fight a Sovereign-level powerhouse."

Yin Ji, Huang Taiji, Qing Zhu, Alicia... the Lawful members stood up and stood with him.

Although the deity's dharma body was stronger than the early Stage 7, it was very far from Stage 8. Apart from Qing Zhu, everyone present was a peak Saint, and there were even Yin Ji and him, two Night Wanderers who had practiced the Pure Yang Body Cleansing Record.

To a certain extent, they could be immune to and weaken the strong control of the drunkard.

In addition, with his and Yin Ji's Stage 6 Yin Corpses and Spirit Servants, so many Stage 6 Saints added together were enough to cause a qualitative change from a quantitative one.

As long as Little Circle and Xiahou Aotian could restrain the Sleeping Dragon, Zhang Yuanqing was confident that he could kill the Crimson Liquid and completely reverse the situation.

Of course, in this way, there would be casualties among the Lawful members, but now was not the time to cherish life. Xia Zuo could bet his life, and so could they.

At this moment, the drowsy Sleeping Dragon suddenly spoke:

So, the person I really want to kill is you, Morality Heavenly Lord?" His eyes suddenly opened, staring intently at Zhang Yuanqing.

The Sleeping Dragon's words stunned everyone, including the Crimson Liquid. Zhang Yuanqing narrowed his eyes.

The Sleeping Dragon continued:

"Before entering the Slaughter Instance, someone gave me a tip. He said that after entering the Instance, I should remember two things: one is to obtain as many things from the Instance as possible; and the other is to be faster than others.

"I didn't understand at first. I only knew why I was chosen after entering the Slaughter Instance, because the "Night Nerve Scripture" I practiced restrained all items. For me, those cultural relics were easily obtained, basically without paying a price, as long as I broke the display case and the seal, I could subdue them.

"And the price I had to pay was to help him annihilate the Lawful members in the Slaughter Instance. If the situation didn't allow it at the time, then help him kill one person.

When asked who to kill, he didn't tell me, only saying that after entering the Instance, whoever posed the greatest threat to you, you should kill him."

The Sleeping Dragon's gaze turned to Xiahou Aotian: "Not this Scholar, he's too ordinary, so ordinary that I'm too lazy to pay attention."

Xiahou Aotian was furious: "汝彼母之寻亡呼!"

This was the ancient vulgar language he learned from the Ring Grandpa. The Sleeping Dragon did not respond, then swept over the others, shaking his head slightly:

"They are also very ordinary, so ordinary that it's not worth the effort for that person to find me personally. So I haven't been fighting seriously, choosing to wait, wanting to see who the person I have to kill is, now I'm sure."

"It's you!" His gaze finally locked on Zhang Yuanqing. At this moment, the drowsiness in his eyes disappeared, and they were bright:

"Who exactly are you? There's no Star Official like you in the Taiyi Sect, I've never heard of the name Morality Heavenly Lord. Such a powerful Saint cannot be unknown."

Yin Ji on the side also looked at Zhang Yuanqing with suspicion.

As a core member of the Taiyi Sect, she had never heard of Morality Heavenly Lord, let alone known that there was such a Star Official.

She couldn't possibly not know about a Star Official who could become a peak Saint. She knew all the genius Star Officials who had appeared in the last thirty years.

But the "Morality Heavenly Lord" on the leaderboard made her very conflicted. A fake name could only deceive people, it couldn't deceive the Spirit Realm.

Zhang Yuanqing's expression was very solemn, not because of the person mentioned by the Sleeping Dragon, that was something to consider after surviving, what really weighed on him was the enemy's attitude.

As an Illusionist, he knew very well that the Sleeping Dragon was not lying.

Whether it was cheating or "not fighting seriously," it was the truth. Not fighting seriously meant that the Sleeping Dragon hadn't shown his hand yet.

He had been happy too soon.

Seeing that Morality Heavenly Lord didn't speak, the Sleeping Dragon said lightly:

"It doesn't matter anymore, no matter who you are, you will die here today. I should leave the Instance, return to reality, and welcome my glory."

He opened the item bar and released the cultural relics he had subdued earlier.

Swords, spears, shields, sculptures, bronzes, textiles, furniture, and jades revolved around him, one by one being thrown into the darkness behind him.

The deity in the viscous darkness seemed to have taken a great tonic, and its aura soared.

The black domain expanded rapidly, first swallowing the Crimson Liquid next to him. A "thump" sound came from the darkness.

As a fellow peak Saint, and also wielding a deity's dharma body, the Crimson Liquid didn't even have a chance to react before falling into a deep sleep.

The dark domain expanded rapidly, dispelling the light, turning the temple into night. "Thump, thump..."

Xiahou Aotian, Qing Zhu, Alicia, Huang Taiji... fell to the ground one after another, falling into a deep sleep.

Zhang Yuanqing staggered, swaying like a drunkard, stubbornly refusing to fall.

This sleeping power, no, I can't resist... This time it's really over... The person who hired the Sleeping Dragon to kill me should be Ling Tuo... But, but why could he predict this step...

Zhang Yuanqing could no longer resist the sleepiness and fell heavily to the ground, completely losing consciousness.

"Hey, wake up, if you don't wake up, your teammates are going to die." In the boundless darkness, Zhang Yuanqing heard someone calling him.

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