Dark Sun sits in the Youtian Realm.
The great masters of Youtian Realm are more or less connected with Anri.
Some of the Yin gods present are aware of this fact.
"I think it is best for you not to get involved in the fight between Dark Sun and the Blood-clothed Sword God, otherwise... the story of hundreds of thousands of years will repeat itself!"
The leader of the Shenhua Club spoke with a solemn voice.
When the Yinshen present heard this, their expressions became complicated.
Facing the catastrophe, many evil gods in Canglan Realm have been allowed to be harvested.
However, hundreds of thousands of years ago, there was a powerful man who led an army of Yin gods and launched a terrifying battle against the Great Tribulation.
That battle was also hailed as the most promising battle in the Canglan Realm.
That strong man even broke through to the realm of Yangshen.
pity……
The ending was tragic.
None of the Yinshen who participated in the war survived.
They, the underworld gods, naturally knew what happened back then.
The hundreds of Yin gods were extremely silent, and no one dared to speak.
The Great Lord who had spoken before spoke now, with gray hair, he said with a smile: "Why, in that battle three hundred thousand years ago, did all the Yin gods with backbone in Canglan Realm die?"
The words of the Great Master You Hua made all the Yinshen or Great Master present feel ashamed in their hearts.
Because they are really afraid.
Back then, the most powerful man had reached the realm of the Yang Gods and led almost two-thirds of the Yin Gods in the Canglan Realm to attack the Great Tribulation.
The result...the end was extremely miserable.
All the Yin gods who participated in the battle were killed.
"What the Blood-clothed Sword God faced was only the dark sun, not a great catastrophe. Aren't you afraid?" Master You Hua spoke with a firm gaze, "Three hundred thousand years ago, my father fell into the hands of a great catastrophe.
Now... haha, my wife is pregnant, I... am not afraid anymore!"
The great master You Hua has a special bloodline and it is difficult to give birth to an heir.
Three hundred thousand years ago, his father went to kill the great tribulation, but he still had no heirs.
In order to prevent the bloodline from being cut off, he had no choice but to stay.
Now that he has a son and his wife is pregnant, he is not afraid at all.
"I am too far away from the Netherworld Realm and cannot come here, but I would like to offer my skills to help the Blood-clothed Sword God!" A female great master said.
"I wish too!"
Many great people spoke up and expressed their support for the Genshin Impact Sharing Conference.
They were afraid last time, this time... how could they be afraid again?
When Master Wu Jun saw this scene, joy flashed across his face. He cupped his fists and said, "Thank you all fellow Taoists!"
All the Yin gods in Youtian Realm choose to remain silent at this moment.
The president of the Shenhua Association did not speak, and these people did not express their stance either.
At this time, the Chief Palace Master of the Qiudao Palace said: "In a few days, the Blood-clothed Sword God will arrive in the Youtian Territory, and the Chief Master of the Divine Flower Club, you..."
But before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by the head of the Shenhua Club.
"Humph, you are not in the Netherworld Territory, and there is no threat from the dark sun, so it is easy to say that.
If I had helped the Blood-clothed Sword God today, and the Blood-clothed Sword God died in the dark sun, the Dark Sun would naturally liquidate me." The leader of the Shenhua Association waved his sleeves, looking extremely angry, "The Blood-clothed Sword God
If you are wise, you should not provoke Dark Sun and cause unwarranted disputes.
I’m sorry that I won’t be attending the party today!”
The voice of the General Master of the Shenhua Club fell and his body disappeared.
Upon seeing this, the other Yin gods in the Youtian Domain also hurriedly left.
"This junior is of low strength, so he won't get involved in this kind of thing."
"Farewell."
When the remaining Yin gods saw this scene, they looked at each other with complicated eyes.
When Master You Hua saw this, he couldn't help but sigh: "The human heart..."
Even though Canglan Realm is like a pig farm, there are still people who want to be the first pigs and ask the owners to pet them.
…
In the Nether Sky Realm, in the dark sun, in the Valley of Wind and Thunder.
The shadow of the president of the Shenhua Society appeared. He looked at the mechanical bird in front of him with a humble look in his eyes.
The leader of the Shenhua Club, who was unrivaled in the outside world, was now humbled into dust.
A sullen look flashed in the eyes of the mechanical bird: "You can ask me about such a trivial matter. I am in retreat, where is Li Qiuchen?"
The leader of the Shenhua Society hunched over his body and said: "Master Li sent four generals of the Lei family away and they never returned."
"Trash! I'm afraid I won't see anyone if I fail!" the mechanical bird said angrily, "If I see him in the future, I will have to skin him!"
The main body of Shenhuahui always trembled even more.
The adults in Wind and Thunder Valley are each more terrifying than the last.
Li Qiujen only likes to humiliate high-level monks, but the master in front of him likes to torture both high-level monks and ordinary people.
Moreover, he also has a hobby of skinning people.
The head of the Shenhua Society once sent some monks for this gentleman to play with.
Near the Wind and Thunder Valley, there is also a group of mortals raised, and from time to time some people are sent into the Wind and Thunder Valley for the adults to skin and play.
Even the leader of the Shenhua Society was skinned once.
"A mere low-ranking person in the lower realm who has not entered the mythical monument dares to dare to enter our Wind and Thunder Valley.
Huh, if I hadn't been in seclusion at this critical moment, I would have killed this beast with my own hands!
The many pig slaves in Fenglei Valley will be put under your control," the mechanical bird said irritably.
Since he is in seclusion now, he is naturally too lazy to care about the affairs of the lower realm.
Just give the blood-robed sword god to the head of the Shenhua Club.
The president of the Shenhua Association had a look of ecstasy on his face when he heard this.
The pig slave that the adults call him is actually a puppet in the Wind and Thunder Valley.
In the Wind and Thunder Valley, there are thirty-six puppets that are comparable to the four generals of the Lei family, as well as four puppets of mythical level.
This is the entire combat power of Fenglei Valley.
Now, this Lord wants to put all the puppets in Fenglei Valley under his control. How can he not be happy to face the Blood-clothed Sword God?
He can even use these pig slaves to hunt down some distasteful Yin gods and obtain resources.
"My subordinates will definitely go to pieces and kill the bloody sword god!" the leader of the Shenhua Club said excitedly.
"Hmph!" The mechanical bird snorted coldly, gave the control of the pig slave to the master of the Shenhua Society, and left the mechanical bird.
In the huge wind and thunder valley, the leader of Shenhuahui always stooped, with uncontrollable excitement in his eyes.
"The Sword God in Blood Clothes... I didn't expect that my immense wealth would be with you!" The General Master of the Shenhua Club whispered, "I have to thank you when I see you!"
…
In the Nether Sky Realm, a long bloody light passed through the sky, the sound was loud and the speed was extremely fast.
This long bloody light was naturally Qi Yuan who was rushing from Fengtian Territory to Youtian Territory.
These days, he has been traveling non-stop across various realms, heading towards the Netherworld Realm.
To be continued...