He couldn't believe that the son of Immortal Realm had been killed, but the instigator was still so indifferent and didn't take Immortal Realm seriously at all.
"Your Majesty, your Majesty, aren't you afraid that the entire Immortal Realm Heavenly Sect will fight a bloody battle with you?!"
The green-robed messenger said tremblingly, with a painful expression in his eyes.
The little emperor smiled and said, "Don't tell me that you are an Immortal Realm Celestial Sect, but if there are ten more, why should I be afraid?"
"Okay, okay, since you are not afraid, then..."
Before he could finish his sentence, he was restrained by the thin purple robe in the dark, and then directly shattered the fairy source.
Like a handful of flying ashes, the green-robed messenger fell.
"It's really noisy." The little emperor slowly turned around and sat down on the bed again.
He held his head with one hand, reached into his arms with the other hand, and took out a pill that emitted a rainbow of colors.
After a long time, he said, "Daban, how do you think Jian Wushuang got this pill?"
The thin purple-robed man stepped forward slowly, "Your Highness, everyone has their own secrets. Don't ask until he tells you."
"I understand, go and call Wushuang here and discuss countermeasures together. Although I don't take the Immortal Realm Tianzong seriously, I think a bloody battle is inevitable and we must minimize the losses."
The thin purple-robed man agreed, then turned and left.
Looking at the mysterious pill in his hand, the little emperor fell silent.
"Wushuang, Wushuang, when can I see through your mind?"
…
Just before the foggy night was approaching, Jian Wushuang arrived through the air, his shoulders soaked by drops of mist and rain.
"Brother Jian, you are here."
The little emperor seemed to have been waiting for a long time. He walked towards him with his arms wrapped around a large black cloak, and at the same time made a gesture to put it on.
Jian Wushuang stopped his behavior and just took the cloak and put it in his hand.
He went straight to the point, "The boy you killed was the son of the Heavenly Sect of the Immortal Domain?"
"That's right," the little emperor nodded, "The power of the Immortal Domain Celestial Sect is pretty good compared to the Great Si Domain. After several years of development, there are many immortals and cultivators who have entered the top level."
As he spoke, he told Jian Wushuang the whole story of the matter and the connection between Dmitian.
Finally, he looked at Jian Wushuang, "If we don't completely destroy it this time, I'm afraid Zhang Tian will lead the entire Immortal Realm to surrender to Master Jiu's Great Heaven."
Jian Wushuang did not speak, seeming to be thinking about something, "If a war breaks out this time, will we have to make plans to completely destroy the Immortal Domain Celestial Sect?"
"Yes, once the war starts, it means declaring war on everything about me. It is impossible and intolerable for me." The little emperor said, gently placing his palm on his arm, "Brother Jian, help me once."
"Okay." Jian Wushuang responded.
Killing Zhang Shen was the critical point when the war broke out. No matter what the little emperor thought, it was all for him.
When the little emperor heard this, he smiled and cupped his hands, "Thank you, Brother Jian."
"when?"
"It may be half a year at a slow pace, and it will be several months at a quick pace. We need to prepare in advance." He said, "My subordinate Yanxian has been intercepted and killed again and again. So far, he is no more than a hundred, and he can no longer withstand it.
It’s wasted.”
"So, I want to temporarily ask Brother Jian to take up the post of Great Heavenly Official and crush them all into scum!"
After hearing this, Jian Wushuang was about to refuse the title, but was stopped by the young emperor, "Brother Jian, please take up the post of Great Heavenly Official. It is only temporary. You are responsible for controlling the sixty immortals. You must be the Great Heavenly Official."
, once this battle is over, you can resign at any time."
"Forget it, I will be there by then." Jian Wushuang nodded, "If nothing happens, I will leave."
"Brother Jian, what happened a few days ago was my fault. I apologize to you today."
As the little emperor spoke, he suddenly pulled out the soft sword from his waist and slashed at his left arm.
The sword did not fall, but Jian Wushuang waved his hand to block it, "If you have the strength, you should deal with the next crisis. Injuries to the sword are inevitable. If you continue to stick to this, you will have no magnanimity."
After he finished speaking, he turned around and left the Heavenly Palace.
Looking at Jian Wushuang's leaving figure, a flash of unknown meaning flashed in the little emperor's eyes.
After a while, he looked down at his right wrist and felt a rather strange feeling, like some kind of induction.
…
A few months passed in a blink of an eye, and the originally peaceful realm of Liutian fell into some kind of turmoil, and the Yanli in the void became a little restless.
Nearly half a year later, dozens of powerful figures like streams of light flew from the void.
Then, in front of the void in the Six Heavens Realm, those dozens of figures began to use their radiant power to quickly outline ripples in the void.
That's building a fairy formation that can teleport on a large scale!
Standing on the dome of Dagutian's heavenly palace, the little emperor stood with his hands behind his back. Behind him stood nearly sixty powerful Immortals, as well as the top army that covered the sky like black mist.
These are his foundation.
"Please come to the Great Heavenly Official." He solemnly said.
"Your Highness, Official Jiantian has arrived." The thin purple-robed man said in a low voice.
The world is silent, and five figures break through the fairy clouds and arrive.
The eyes of all Yanxian and top cultivators were attracted.
The leader, Jian Wushuang, was dressed as a black-shirted ranger, with a look of determination and indifference between his brows.
Behind him, Chen Qing, Chun Qiu, Cui Jing, and Wei Liujia stood side by side, all with the potential of Yuan Ting Yue Zhan.
"This is the Great Heavenly Official appointed by the little emperor a few days ago? Doesn't he look a little too immature?"
"No, our entire six-day realm has never had the position of Great Heavenly Official, and the Little Emperor has never set a precedent..."
"No matter what he does, the battlefield will be decided by then. How can someone who can become a heavenly official be a mediocre person?"
Hearing the whispers in his ears, Jian Wushuang didn't pay attention and walked quickly to the little emperor.
"I've seen Jian Tianguan!"
Nearly sixty immortals, as well as countless top cultivators, spoke loudly at the same time, and their voices shook the sky.
Facing such a formation, Jian Wushuang remained calm and solemnly handed over his hands, which he had seen before.
The little emperor smiled, then stretched out his palm and pointed forward, "Brother Jian, just take a look."
Looking around, I saw a sky-reaching immortal formation outlining and condensing in front of the void portal of the Six Heavens Realm.
Once such an immortal formation emerges, a bloody battle with the power of the heavenly realm will surely begin!
As the cohesion of the Immortal Formation was completed, a total of more than 30 Immortal Immortals standing in front of the Immortal Formation released their energy at the same time to activate the Immortal Formation!
The beam of light reached into the sky, like a dusty gate to heaven being opened.
Along with countless radiant lights rising up, the army of top cultivators like dark clouds walked out of the immortal formation, their killing intent almost solidified.
The little emperor shouted loudly, "From now on, all the immortals here must obey the orders of Jian Tianguan. Anyone who violates this will die on this battlefield."
"Promise!" All the Immortals promised, and the atmosphere in the void became extremely solemn.