The elders of the Overlord Clan were very happy.
After waiting for so many years, I finally waited for this day. Lord God Envoy is indeed a lucky star.
Zhuo Yifan said in surprise: "Since the six major tribes are discussing the final sacrifice, why are there no other tribes?"
Xuanyuan Feng explained: "For the six major tribes, our two major tribes are enough. Even if we let them be the leaders, they would not dare."
"Why is this?" Zhuo Yifan was really surprised.
Xuanyuan Feng's eyes lit up and he said, "Don't you know anything about the final sacrificial event, Lord God Envoy?"
"I really don't understand, please give me some advice from Brother Xuanyuan."
The two of them were smiling and polite as they talked, and it was impossible to tell that there had been any friction.
Bacheng secretly gave a thumbs up. If it were him, he would never be able to do this calmly.
"Buzhou Mountain, where the final sacrifice was held, is majestic and majestic, reaching directly to the heaven. But to open the portal, it requires the cooperation of the Overlord Clan and the Fairy Clan. It will work without any of the races, but it will not work without us. So, what do they have?"
Are you qualified to compete for the position of team leader?”
Zhuo Yifan suddenly realized: "So that's it. I don't know how long it will take for the final sacrifice to begin."
"Since Lord God Envoy has appeared, this is a good sign. Of course, the sooner the better. The day before yesterday, our spies sent back information that the Buzhou Mountain Front Peak Formation has begun to slowly emerge. It will probably be fully opened in a few days. We must
Let’s leave as soon as possible.”
Xuanyuan Feng sighed: "This sacrificial event is the largest and most intense in history. We must be fully prepared to succeed. Therefore, we want to expand the scale and break the limit of 300 warriors."
Zhuo Yifan was surprised, and Bacheng was also surprised, and then he became ecstatic.
Breaking the limit of 300 warriors will prove that you are qualified to participate.
In fact, he has never been able to figure out why among the 300 quotas for the six major tribes, the two most important races, the Overlord Tribe and the Fairy Tribe, have the least quotas?
This is simply so unfair.
But this is a rule passed down from ancient times and cannot be broken.
Overlord was surprised and said: "Xiangyuan Xuanyuan, does your temple also have an oracle?"
"Yes, the oracle said that this time, you can do whatever you want."
"Just follow your heart?"
Everyone looked at him in astonishment.
"Isn't what you all want most these years is to increase the number of places? Since we are following your heart, if we increase the number of places, other tribes will probably not say anything, right?" Xuanyuan Feng smiled brightly, folded his fan and danced lightly,
Just like a noble prince in ancient times.
Zhuo Yifan felt a little weird.
In ancient times, why were there restrictions on the number of warriors from the Overlord and Fairy Tribes?
And now, why are there no restrictions anymore?
Is all this because of my arrival?
The two parties negotiated some trivial matters regarding the final sacrifice, but more importantly, they discussed cooperation.
The six major tribes are both enemies and friends.
But the Dark Race and the Nobles have always been the biggest enemies of other races. They also regard other races as food and enemies.
Only on the matter of the final sacrifice, the opinions of the six major tribes were unanimous.
Because they also have gods they believe in.
What they believe in is the God of Darkness!
Zhuo Yifan secretly wondered in his heart, are the God of Darkness and the Holy Lord of Darkness the same person?
If the Dark Lord still exists in this universe, wouldn't Nuwa and Pangu have any indication?
I remember that when I first met them, they were not sure.
What kind of existence are these dark tribes and ghost tribes?
It is said that these two races were born by absorbing the dark power of heaven and earth, and are cruel and murderous by nature.
In the eyes of the Overlords, they are even more terrifying enemies than the Lion Rock Beast.
Now that we have reached a consensus on the biggest issue, the next step will be easier.
It was the first time in thousands of years that the two sides had such harmonious discussions, which was a strange thing.
"Half a month later, we will gather here and set off together."
Finally, Xuanyuan Feng made the final decision and set the date.
This meeting has come to an end, and Xuanyuan Feng will of course want to stay and attend the dinner.
Zhuo Yifan's heart moved and he looked at Xuanyuan Feng, who happened to be looking at him too, with an incomprehensible look in his eyes. They looked at each other and smiled, as if they had some kind of agreement.
Zhuo Yifan really had too many things he wanted to ask Xuanyuan Feng.
About Thousands of Changes, about the Fairy Clan, about the Dark Clan, etc.
After the meeting ended, Zhuo Yifan was in no hurry to leave.
Because the leader of the overlord clan is waiting for him.
"Clan leader, do you have any concerns?"
Zhuo Yifan asked, looking at the clan leader's frown.
The Ba Clan is very domineering and has always wanted to change the Ba Clan's living environment and dominate the continent. He is considered a relatively ambitious person.
"There is indeed something, and it must be done by the God Envoy." The Overlord sighed: "The temple collapsed, and our people no longer have to keep their promises and stick to the wasteland, but this does not mean that we will be free from now on. On the contrary, the Overlord
We are in a very dangerous situation now.”
"Why did the patriarch say this? I wonder where the danger the patriarch calls comes from, here or outside?" Zhuo Yifan's heart moved and he pointed to the sky.
"They all have it, but the most important thing is here." The patriarch pointed to the ground and said: "You also know that the reason why the Overlord clan is united is because we claim to be the descendants of God, uphold the will of God, and perform sacrifices in the temple.
The platform is a holy place in the hearts of all the tribesmen, and the statue of the ancestor god is the spiritual symbol of our tribe."
He looked at Zhuo Yifan with a wry smile.
"But now that the sacrificial platform has collapsed and the statue of the god is broken into pieces, if the clan members know about it, they will lose their spiritual support and faith, right?" Zhuo Yifan asked.
"It won't matter for a while. After all, there was an oracle that instructed us that when all this happens, it will be the day of our liberation. However, if we cannot find a temple recognized by the clan within a short period of time, the entire hegemonic clan will be distraught."
Zhuo Yifan nodded to express understanding.
It can be seen from how highly regarded he is as a divine messenger that the Ba clan is definitely a truly religious race.
He knows the terrifying power of faith better than anyone else.
Losing faith is even more terrifying.
"So, I beg you, the envoy of God, to save the Ba clan." A trace of sadness flashed in the Ba clan's eyes: "We must not lose our faith and lose the temple."
Zhuo Yifan frowned and said, "What do you want me to do?"
"Help us control the stone monument and open Qingtian City." Ba Zun said: "I know this is a bit difficult. For tens of thousands of years, no one has been able to cross Qingtian Peak, but we can only believe in you, the envoy of God."
Zhuo Yifan smiled bitterly and said: "Master Patriarch, I'm afraid I can't do anything about your request. Qingtian Peak has six platforms and six altars. I have only climbed to the second level. If you want to browse Qingtian Peak, you must climb to the top.
.And I don’t think now is a good time to go to the top.”
"Master God Envoy, why is this?"
"Because existence must be meaningful. Since only two of the six altars are open, there must be a reason for it." There was a trace of confusion in his eyes: "Maybe it's because the time has not come yet, so we might as well wait."
Chapter completed!