How can the dignified Daxuan Empire endure the humiliation?
Only the Daxuan Empire bullies others. When did the Daxuan Empire be so humiliated? Anyone who dares to humiliate the Daxuan Empire will be ruthlessly trampled on. But everyone knows that it is impossible to be an enemy of Bai Zong now. Bai Mo has two great god-level people around him and has magical tools to support him. What do you think you can fight against others? Unless there is a great god in the Daxuan Empire, you can't even think about provoking Bai Zong.
The Great Xuan Empire has great gods.
Xuan Daoli knew that there were great gods among his ancestors, but those who were already alive were about to come to an end. Unless the Daxuan Empire was facing the threat of destroying the country, they would never take action. If they dared to show up, it would mean death. Xuan Daoli would not use their lives to gamble, and there was no need for the Daxuan Empire to do that.
"Let's stop the matter of Bai Zong. I have my own idea about this matter. Now Bai Zong has taken over all the interfaces under the command of Haotian Holy Land, which further shows that something big happened in Haotian Holy Land. Keep monitoring and reward any news as soon as possible."
"Abide by the order."
"In addition to this matter, I will start a war if I pass the order. The ten sects of the ten sects killed by Bai Mo have now become fat. Instead of eating them cheaply, our Daxuan Empire will tear it apart. The territory of my Daxuan Empire has never ended, so you have the opportunity to make achievements. I hope you can seize this opportunity and strive for glory for the empire and your family." Xuan Daoli said calmly.
"Abide by the order."
Everyone's face suddenly showed joy. You should know that according to the rules of the Daxuan Empire, although the attacked interface will be managed by the imperial dispatched officials. But that is only openly, and secretly rich interests will be distributed to all princes and nobles. If anyone can grab it, it will belong to whom.
During this trip to the interface of Haotian Holy Land, those families who suffered heavy losses were worried that they would not have the opportunity to make up for this loss. Now the opportunity appears, how could they miss it? They are all like hungry lambs, wanting to suck all the milk in each interface.
While Xuan Daoli issued various orders, Xuanbang stood in the hall with a cold expression and no change.
The Daxuan Empire is really about to decline.
When this happens, Xuandao ideal is not how to trample Bai Mo, the strongest man, under his feet. Instead, go and ravage some sects without gain. Is it interesting? Even if you control all the weak sects, what can you do? Can they still bring you so much surprise? It's just that the territory is bigger, but is this large territory useful in the face of absolute strength? If it is really useful, your fifty leaders will not compliment Bai Mo like that.
The Daxuan Empire wants to rise and can only be the leader of me.
Mysterious truth, I will let you live for a few more days. When all my plans are completed, I will make you repent for your previous actions.
Daxing Education.
When the news of Li Chongquan's death came, the entire sect was completely shocked. No one could believe this. How could it be possible? Who is Li Chongquan? That is the leader, and the leader also has important weapons to suppress the sect. In addition, there are so many gods accompanying him, who can kill Li Chongquan?
It was just that the shattering of Li Chongquan's soul jade slip completely broke everyone's hope.
Li Chongquan really fell.
Not only did Li Chongquan die, but the other nine leaders, Shenmu Sect, Fangjiabao and Dachan Sect, suffered the most losses. Almost all the elites fell, and the remaining divine soldiers are not enough in terms of scale or strength.
The hall was dead.
Who could have thought that the once glorious Dachan Church became like this. When Li Chongquan, the leader, died, no one dared to avenge him. At this moment, what he thought of was how to avoid the tragic situation of being destroyed.
Li Pingsheng was standing in the hall in a daze at this moment.
As Li Chongquan's son, Li Pingsheng knew very well what he was if he had no father Li Chongquan's support in the Daxuan Sect? Who would care about him? Li Pingsheng never thought that something would happen to Li Chongquan, but this was a tragic reality that no one could ignore.
"Young Master, three-quarters of the interface commanded by our Dachan Sect are starting to move."
"Young Master, the Dachanism is being attacked by other sects."
"Young Master, our place will soon fall."
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When such news came back one after another, Li Pingsheng's face became paler, and his body began to tremble. He was in panic all day long, and he felt a kind of fear and fear in his heart that was hard to express. He really didn't know what to do now? Could he say resistance? The Dachan Sect has not been completed like this, and there is still any resistance? What kind of resistance should he resist? If he really dares to resist, wouldn't he be afraid of being swallowed up faster and more ruthlessly by other sects?
"Young Master."
At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded in the hall, and an old figure walked in from outside. This was an old man, with a thin body and an old look on his face. As his eyes turned, he felt that he was not that kind of wisdom, but a look that would almost dissipate at any time. But after the old man appeared, Li Pingsheng suddenly stood up from his seat, rushed over in three or two steps, hurriedly supporting him, with a panic look.
"Uncle, why are you here?"
That's right, this is Li Pingsheng's uncle, the youngest brother of Li Chongquan, the leader of the Daxuan Sect, and is named Li Chongbai.
Everyone in the Dachan Sect knows Li Chongbai, but no one pays attention to him. Because Li Chongbai was the pride of heaven and the absolute candidate to inherit the Dachan Sect, even Li Chongquan could not compare with Li Chongbai. But there was no way, who made Li Chongbai completely useless after that incident, and his spiritual orifices were destroyed in his body and his cultivation was lost. Li Chongbai is now more of a symbolic meaning in the Dachan Sect, and no one would pay attention to it.
However, at this time, Li Chongbai undoubtedly became Li Pingsheng's support.
"If I can't come again, the Dachan Sect will completely disappear. At this time, what are you still thinking? Don't you know what you should do in such a critical moment?" Li Chongbai said coldly.
"Uncle, what should I do?" Li Pingsheng said in confusion.
"Sacrifice to ancestors." Li Chongbai said slowly.
To worship ancestors?
Li Pingsheng was trembling. As the young master of the Dachan Sect, he knew what Li Chongbai said about ancestor worship, but do you really want to do that? If he really did that, the Dachan Sect would probably become a public enemy of the whole people. The ancestor worship does not mean that he could successfully pay tribute and communicate with the ancestors as long as he burns incense. This is a medium interface, and the ancestors are all in the heavenly interface. If he really worships the ancestors, he needs to communicate with the two interfaces. He needs to sacrifice.
And this sacrifice is blood and human life.
Li Pingsheng knew that if he wanted to worship his ancestors, he had to destroy the interface. People who took the entire interface to worship their ancestors, and in this case, one interface might not be able to succeed. He had to prepare more interfaces. As far as he knew, Li Chongquan had worshipped his ancestors, but that time he used three interfaces. All hundreds of millions of creatures in the three interfaces were killed. The complaints were filled with rumor, and the undead were all light. That kind of sin and that kind of death scene was really heartbroken and creepy.
To worship ancestors?
After hearing the word "Li Chongbai's mouth" by the rest of the gods in the hall, they were all trembling. They stared at Li Chongbai in disbelief, with fear in their eyes. How could Li Chongbai be so heartless? Only then could he make such a decision. If he really worships the ancestors, the Dachan Sect would probably be completely destroyed. After Li Chongquan was able to suppress the riot. Is it because Li Chongquan is strong enough, can Li Pingsheng do it?
With Li Pingsheng's current cultivation and the current strength of the Dachan Sect, if you really worship your ancestors, it would be difficult to resist the riots in many interfaces. If that were true, the ancestor worship would destroy the Dachan Sect, so why bother to do this?
"Young Master, do you really want to do that?"
"Li Chongbai, what are you thinking? You must know that our Dachanism Sect cannot endure that kind of riot again."
"Think twice."
From beginning to end, these gods shouted out for whether the Dachanism Sect could withstand the terrible consequences of such ancestor worship. However, no one had ever thought about what kind of disaster this would bring to the rest of the interface. They thought of no more mercy than life.
"Uncle?" Li Pingsheng hesitated.
"The Dachanism is already like this. Can you survive without worshiping ancestors? As long as you can communicate the laws of the ancestors, we will have the chance to survive, and the Dachanism may rise again. Don't forget that each of you has a clear Dachanism badge. Have you all forgotten what the Dachanism is the important weapon of the Dachanism?
That is the spiritual seed of the Ancestral Sect. Your souls have left a mark in it. If the spiritual seed of the Ancestral Sect is really refined by Bai Mo, all of you will be controlled. Now you can still be awake because Bai Mo has not yet refined the spiritual seed of the Ancestral Sect. If you want to live, you can only worship the ancestors. After worshiping the ancestors, you can eliminate the threat of the spiritual seed of the Ancestral Sect when the ancestors come. So do you need to say more?” Li Chongbai said this, and the whole audience was quiet.
Every god showed a look of horror on his face.
Because they knew that Li Chongbai's words were right, they lived tremblingly these two days. They all knew that the spiritual seeds of the Aoka Sect are their life-and-death. If Bai Mo refined the spiritual seeds of the Aoka Sect, their lives would be deprived in an instant. If they wanted to survive, they could only rely on ancestor worship. As long as the ancestors of the Aoka Sect came down from the Heavenly Dao interface, they regained control of the spiritual seeds of the Aoka Sect, or used some secret technique to erase the connection between the Aoka Sect and them, they could survive.
"Young Master, worship the ancestors."
Thinking of this, all the priests changed their previous hesitation and asked for their orders.
"Then worship the ancestors." Li Pingsheng said with a fierce light flashing in his eyes.
Now that things have come to this point, I can only bet on my life.
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Shenmu Sect.
Just when Li Pingsheng was still thinking about whether to worship his ancestors, the Shenmu Sect had already brazenly worshipped his ancestors. They would not have any hesitation or pity. They did not want to die, they had to live. The previous compensation had already made the Shenmu Sect feel embarrassed. Later, Bai Mo came to make trouble again, which made the Shenmu Sect lose all face. Now, Yin Yuangang was killed like this, which made the Shenmu Sect even more insulting.
Old Ancestor Rong stood on the altar of Shenmu Sect.
This altar is the most mysterious divine wood altar in the Shenmu Sect. The entire altar is composed of countless wood-based spiritual bodies, such as the essence of wood-based trees, like the spiritual roots of wood-based cultivators, like wood-based crystal ore. As long as it has any wood-based attributes, it is all used to build this altar. Only such an altar can have the most intense wood-based spiritual power and communicate with the backstage ancestor of the Shenmu Sect in the interface of the heavenly way.
The other ancestors, led by Ancestor Rong, stood at the corners of the altar. They looked solemn. Everyone knew that worshiping ancestors was the most sacred and taboo. If it were not a last resort, no one in the Shenmu Sect wanted to worship ancestors. Unlike the Dachan Sect's ancestor worship, the ancestor worship of the Shenmu Sect was to summon the ancestors. The ancestors would start killing after summoning the ancestors, and the essence and blood of countless creatures on the interface were the price of taking action, and to come first and then kill.
This creates an additional uncertainty. Who knows which interface this ancestor will kill. If the rest of the interface is good, it would be better to say it. If this interface is locked nearby, the entire Shenmu Sect will suffer a catastrophe.
But do Shenmu Sect choose any of them?
Only by summoning the ancestors can they survive. The Shenmu Sect has been targeted by countless sects, so this is the only way to have a chance to turn things around.
"Yin Xuexie, take out all the things in the treasure house to worship the ancestors." Old Ancestor Rong shouted in a low voice.
"Old Ancestor..." Yin Xuexie hesitated.
"What's wrong?" Old Ancestor Rong said angrily.
It has reached this critical moment. Could it be that some accident happened? If there is an accident, the ancestor Rong would have to collapse. You should know that the most feared thing about this kind of ancestor worship is to stop halfway through. If they really stop, they will suffer backlash and die.
"I don't know what the treasure house has become empty." Yin Xuexie said quickly.
"What? You say it again?" Old Ancestor Rong said angrily.
"How is it possible? How could the treasure house be empty?"
"It is the forbidden area of our Shenmu Sect, and no one can enter except the sect leader."
"The sect leader has no reason to take so many treasures away. He said, are you hiding your own private parts?"
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Forced by several such powerful auras, Yin Xuexie showed signs that his whole body was about to explode. In fact, at this moment, his body was covered with countless blood. A suffocation feeling like a fish leaping on the river beach, on the verge of death invaded his whole body, and his breathing began to become rapid.
"Enough, it shouldn't be him. He doesn't have the courage." Old Ancestor Rong said, and several powers disappeared with the flow. Yin Xuexie was really like a dead fish at this moment, struggling on the ground, but he did not dare to show any other resentment.
Today's Shenmu Sect, these ancestors are the heavens.
"Since the treasure house has been stolen, I can't count on that now. Besides, there is no way to solve this problem now, so it is more important to worship ancestors. Our ancestor worship in Shenmu Sect must use treasures as sacrifices. If this is the case, we can only sacrifice this altar of Shenmu. Do you have no objection?" said Old Ancestor Rong.
"No."
"Then start." Old Ancestor Rong kept making seals with his hands, and the ancestors around him made the same seals at the same time. Behind them were all the monks of the Shenmu Sect who were kneeling on the ground. No one dared to raise their heads. They all had their heads facing the ground and chanted the sacrifices respectfully.