The final place of sacrifice has a special coordinate.
And this coordinate has always been in the hands of the Overlord clan leader.
They had already set up a teleportation array to reach the outskirts of the final sacrificial place.
These people will never come back once they are sent away anyway, so no one cares about their feelings.
And they only pursue the way of heaven and don't care about the disputes between races, so they can get along harmoniously for the time being, but no one knows what will happen next.
Zhuo Yifan left the Soul-eating Staff to Ba Zun, because the only one who could control Qingtian City's formation was the Soul-Eating Staff.
Zhuo Yifan just left a vague spiritual thought to ensure that this heavenly decree would not be obtained by others.
Now Zhuo Yifan finally understands why he let Feng Tianling recognize him as his master so easily, because in the distant ancient times, his spiritual thoughts remained in the core formation.
If Zhuo Yifan doesn't die, who can make the stone tablet recognize its owner?
Now that everything he deserves has been obtained, Ba Zun is of course filled with joy.
Especially the control of the formation, although it must be achieved through the soul-eating staff, after all, there is a [switch] that can completely protect the overlords from being bullied by any race.
As for whether the overlord will bully others, that is not something Zhuo Yifan has to worry about.
"Are you all ready? We will teleport in batches. The Fairy Tribe is first, the Ghost Tribe is second, the Asura Tribe is third, the Dark Tribe is fourth, the Orc Tribe is fifth, and the Overlord Tribe is sixth."
The patriarch announced loudly.
For this, it has nothing to do with race. After all, the overlords rank themselves last.
The transmission of more than 800 people took most of the day.
Because only 20 people can be teleported at a time, and each teleportation requires waiting for the magic circle to cool down for a period of time.
After the half-orc race was teleported, the clan leader looked at the people of the Overlord clan and nodded heavily.
"Master God, we will always remember your grace."
Everyone knelt down and worshiped devoutly.
Zhuo Yifan chuckled, laughing secretly in his heart.
They don't even know their real names, so what if they remember them.
There was a flash of white light and everyone disappeared.
This is definitely the most unreliable teleportation array Zhuo Yifan has ever sat in.
Deep inside, it's like sitting on a broken tractor, and it's the kind of tractor that can fall apart at any time.
Zhuo Yifan was really worried whether the transmission would collapse halfway through.
In fact, he was right. Not long after they disappeared, the entire teleportation array exploded.
The patriarch looked at the shattered teleportation array with a shocked expression. He was silent for a long time before he sighed quietly.
"Will the teleportation array never be used again from now on?"
The clan leader pondered, because he knew that this teleportation array was completely destroyed, and from now on, there would no longer be any final sacrificial activities.
With a blur in front of my eyes, I finally landed safely.
Zhuo Yifan and Ba Xian smiled at each other and walked off the teleportation platform.
"Wow, is this the final place of sacrifice [Buzhou Mountain]? It's really high and majestic!"
Ba Xian looked at the majestic mountains in front of him in surprise and was very happy.
Ba Shan curled his lips and said: "This mountain peak is only a few thousand meters higher than our Qingtian Peak, so what's so big about it."
Bacheng said in surprise: "According to legend, Buzhou Mountain can reach directly to Heaven. Is it true?"
Ba Di said coldly: "Whether it's true or not, you'll know if you try it, right?"
"Original brothers, you are finally here. We have been waiting for a long time. Some impatient warriors have already started climbing."
Xuanyuan Feng came over and shouted enthusiastically.
Zhuo Yifan looked up and saw, in front of Buzhou Mountain in the distance, that someone was climbing the mountain.
This is the same as the setting of Qingtian Peak. It is full of stone stairs, winding up step by step. I don’t know how many steps there are.
Xuanyuan Feng was followed by at least three hundred warriors.
In the past, the entire camp had only 300 people in total, but this time, 300 people from one tribe came.
Although these fairy tribesmen had high eyesight, when they saw Zhuo Yifan, they restrained themselves appropriately, at least they did not show any disdain.
"Brother Xuanyuan, since you can climb, why don't you leave? I remember you were the first group of people to come here. If you had climbed for most of the day, you would have been at least halfway up the mountain!"
"If you leave early, you may not be able to reach the peak first." Xuanyuan Feng said meaningfully.
Zhuo Yifan was stunned and thought: "Is there any change during the climbing process?"
Xuanyuan Feng looked at the 13 spiritual masters and said: "The combination of the spiritual masters and our fairy clan is the strongest camp. For the rest, let them play!"
Zhuo Yifan said in surprise: "Brother Xuanyuan said last time that only our two clans are indispensable for the final sacrificial event. What exactly does that mean?"
"Since Brother Yuan is an envoy of God, he should know some inside information."
Zhuo Yifan was stunned and said, "Is there something I should know?"
"Shouldn't the Divine Envoy know something?" Xuanyuan Feng asked.
Zhuo Yifan has determined that Xuanyuan Feng really knows something, otherwise, he would not have sacrificed most of his time to wait for him here.
It can be seen from this that the spiritual master must play a very important role in the entire sacrificial activities and is irreplaceable.
"Master Divine Envoy, can you please take a step to speak." Seeing Zhuo Yifan's lack of further reaction, Xuanyuan Feng frowned and had to speak.
Zhuo Yifan's heart moved. At this moment, Xuanyuan Feng sometimes needs to talk to him alone?
The two of them came to a secret place at the foot of the mountain. Zhuo Yifan waved his hand and arranged a sound-isolating array.
Xuanyuan Feng shook his head slightly, pinched the magic formula with both hands, and actually arranged another magic circle inside.
Zhuo Yifan's eyes narrowed and he was shocked.
Strictly speaking, the magic circle arranged by Xuanyuan Feng has gone beyond the scope of the magic circle and has reached the level of world rules.
Of course, he has only scratched the surface.
But this shows how seriously he takes this matter.
"Brother Xuanyuan, if you have any questions, please speak up."
"Brother Yuan Yuan, do you really not know or are you pretending to be confused? You know, tens of thousands of years ago, an ancestor of our Fairy Clan once visited Qingtian City."
"Have the Fairies visited Qingtian City ten thousand years ago?"
Zhuo Yifan was shocked and a little unbelievable.
When Qingtian City is in a closed state, the six altars outside the city are natural barriers that no one can break through.
Even if you are at the sixth level of Ba Zun Guanhun, you can't.
In fact, almost no one can resist the power of the magic circle and enter Qingtian City.
But Xuanyuan Feng said that his ancestors had entered thousands of years ago. Isn't it shocking?
"Brother Yuan Yuan, this is the biggest secret of our fairy clan, but at this moment, we should be honest with each other, right?"
Xuanyuan Feng looked at Zhuo Yifan with burning eyes and said: "Looking at your shocked look, you should know some inside information."
Zhuo Yifan said in surprise: "This is impossible. Before the seal of Qingtian City is opened, it is impossible for anyone to enter it, even if it is ten times more powerful than the Overlord Patriarch. It is impossible for your ancestor to be like that
Great strength.”
"What if, instead of entering from the outside, we exit from the inside?"
When Xuanyuan Feng said these words, Zhuo Yifan was completely stunned as if he had been struck by lightning.