The ancient witchcraft world.

In the dark and deep hall, with a strong atmosphere of time, Qi Wushang slowly opened his eyes in the magic circle.

"Did I... finally succeed?"

After briefly sensing the state of his body, although the noble leader was extremely weak, the terrifying feeling deep in his soul, like a gangrene attached to his bones, had disappeared.

"Fortunately, I live up to my fate!"

The indifferent voice of the Witch King came from afar. At this moment, he was sitting on the edge of the magic circle with his scepter in his arms. His expression could not hide his fatigue, and he said slowly and logically: "Fellow Taoist, your luck is not too bad.

Although I have lost half of my lifespan, as long as I practice meditation for a period of time, there is still a chance of recovery."

"A very good result. Thank you Your Majesty for your help!"

Qi Wushang was truly relieved and thanked him sincerely.

No matter what, if the other party can solve such a fatal hidden danger for him and save his career, even if the cost is exaggerated, he still deserves the gratitude and favor of his supreme leader.

After thinking about it, Qi Wushang continued to ask: "There are still thirteen disciples in the sect who have been recruited. Since Your Majesty has found a way to solve the problem, can you help them eliminate the disaster? As for the cost...

You will also pay in full!"

The Witch King was silent for a while and said softly: "Of course, but I must remind you that this kind of secret and terrifying curse attack will not reappear. If your mysterious enemy refuses to let you go, it will not happen again."

, if I insist on continuing to target you... I'm afraid there's nothing we can do."

"..."

Qi Wushang's expression froze slightly, and his mood that had just relaxed became tense again.

The Witch King's words were unpleasant, but they did point out the key to the matter. If the enemy hiding in the dark refused to give up and continued to target Taichu Dao Palace, things would be really difficult to handle.

You can't always ask the witchcraft community for help, right? Even if you can, how long can the sect's family support be sustained?

"So, for me, it is impossible to resolve this grudge dispute?"

Qi Wushang asked in a low voice.

The Witch King nodded lightly: "The key to the problem lies in the attitude of the other party. If he is willing to stop here, then everyone will be happy. If he is not willing..."

Having said this, the Witch King sighed: "Call all thirteen of your people over. After we have solved the hidden dangers for them, at least for us in the wizard world, this matter is over."

"For the sake of the purity and tranquility of the witchcraft world, even if this happens again in the future, we will not take action."

Qi Wushang's expression was gloomy and uncertain. Using his brain, he immediately understood what the Witch King meant. He was worried about arousing the wrath of the mysterious enemy, so he turned to the Witch World as his target.

Once the fire breaks out, the Witch King and other core high-level officials may be able to protect themselves, but those with less high status and the billions of people outside the witch world will suffer.

Obviously, help is help, but the Taigu Wujie has no intention of being tied to the same boat as Taichu Taoist Palace. It is only reasonable to separate the relationship as soon as possible.

Want to form an alliance?

Sorry, our ancient witchcraft world is self-contained and lives behind closed doors. It has been too long and too long since we have formed an alliance with any force. Why should your Taichu Dao Palace be an exception?

"That's all, let's take it one step at a time!"

Qi Wushang let out a long sigh, bowed again, then turned around and exited the hall.

No matter what, this is a pretty ideal result for him now, and he has no confidence to offend the ancient witchcraft world.

As for what happens in the future... we can only leave it to fate!

…

Mysterious mist.

In the Gou Li Shrine, more than a dozen of the remaining quasi-sage emperors of the Celestial Race were discussing matters. Sisters Zihuang and Lingxi were also present.

Several of them have recently returned from the Chaos Void. Of course, their cultivation level is not too high. At most, they are at the level of killing the incarnations of two corpses, which is better than nothing.

In the center of the hall, a golden moon-shaped magic projection light mirror clearly showed various scenes on the vast land.

Majestic and steep mountains, unfathomable mysterious valleys, vast abyss and oceans, lush primeval forests, and unbearably hot vast seas of sand... all kinds of topography and landforms are fleeting in the projection light mirror.

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However, the super sinkholes with diameters of tens or even hundreds of millions of miles that pop up from time to time in the vast land still deeply hurt the hearts of the senior leaders of the Celestial Race present.

The appearance of every sinkhole means that a cornucopia with beautiful environment, abundant spiritual veins, and extremely rich natural materials and earthly treasures has been packed up and dug up, and returned to the Taixu Starry Sky by unknown means.

"...How long will it take for the ancestors to return from the depths of the chaotic void?"

Emperor Yuanxi murmured, feeling heartbroken every time he saw it. He had really had enough for so many days.

Since the birth of the Mysterious Mist Realm, has the great Celestial Clan ever suffered such a shame and humiliation?

"It's almost time. We still have three to five years at most! The depths of the Chaos Void are dangerous and unpredictable, and this matter cannot be rushed."

Emperor Bai Yuan said with a cold expression.

Emperor Yuanxi actually understands this approximate time point. As long as the most powerful ancestors of the Celestial Race return, they can avenge their shame and make back all the losses with profits!

"Which force in the Taixu Star Sky do you think is most likely to have done this? Could it be the Yunmeng Tiangong?"

A newly returned Quasi-Saint Emperor asked.

Emperor Bai Yuan nodded lightly: "Although there is not much evidence, the failure last time is enough to explain the problem. It is rumored that the founder of their sect in the upper world has returned to Taixu Starry Sky, and there are probably others.

A strong helping hand, which is why our ancestors fell short of success."

"But this is not a problem. When the true details of our Celestial Clan are revealed, no matter how powerful they are, they will all be wiped out in one fell swoop, along with the foundation of Taixu Starry Sky..."

Before he finished speaking, a celestial god general rushed into the hall, his face was pale, and he said incoherently: "Destroyed, destroyed... extinguished... the big thing is bad... it's all gone..."

Emperor Yuanxi was stunned for a moment, then said angrily: "What nonsense are you talking about? Don't you know where this place is? Drag me out and beat you hard!"

Immediately, dozens of divine guards with golden helmets and stern expressions surrounded him, trying to drag him away.

The god general was excited and spoke sharply: "Emperors, something bad has happened. The news just came from the Cave Heaven Secret Realm, saying that the soul lamps of those ancestors who have not returned yet... have all been extinguished.

!”

"..."

These words were no less than a thunderbolt from the Nine Heavens that exploded in the palace, and all the Quasi-Saint Emperors fell silent.

"Repeat what you just said!"

Emperor Yuanxi firmly grasped the armrest of the throne, stared fiercely at the general who was summoning him, and growled with gritted teeth.

The eyes of all the senior officials turned over and stared at this unfortunate guy.

The god general groaned secretly in his heart, his body trembling slightly, and he recounted what he had seen in the secret realm of the cave. Nearly 70% of the soul lamps of the ancestors of the Celestial Race were suddenly extinguished, which meant that they had all suffered doom.

Both the soul and spirit are destroyed, and even the possibility of reincarnation no longer exists.

What's even more terrible is that the ancestors with the highest cultivation realm are among them, especially the Cangbeard Taoist Lord, who is recorded in the secret files of the Celestial Race and is the most powerful person closest to the supreme realm of the Hongmeng Saint.

In other words, the last hope of revival among the top leaders of the human race has now completely turned into a dream!

After confirming the news, Emperor Yuanxi felt dizzy and almost fainted. A voice echoed repeatedly in his mind: "It's over, it's all over..."

Emperor Bai Yuan also felt his hands and feet were cold, and his mind went blank. Could it be that the Celestial Clan in the future would really be at the mercy of others?

How can this be done?!

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Chaotic void.

"...The luck has faded, and the imprint of the original law of the avenue that the luck has plundered has indeed been erased by unknown means."

In the Divine Cauldron of the Void on the other side, on the large embroidered bed filled with fragrance, Qin Muling turned over and hugged the round and tall Xuezi, speaking softly.

He is worthy of being the supreme helmsman of a super power. Even if he encounters such unprecedented troubles, in the end there are more solutions than difficulties.

It can be foreseen that the other thirteen goals may also have the possibility of solving hidden dangers. After all, there are successful precedents to follow, and the cost of subsequent operations should be much lower.

"it's not a big deal,"

The beautiful and charming Grand Palace Master hugged him tightly, her round and slender legs pressed against his waist, her beautiful eyes filled with charm, and she said softly:

"It's nothing more than letting him live a little longer. They won't be so lucky next time!"

Qin Muling nodded, thought for a moment and then asked: "Master, which superpower do you think is most likely to be able to solve this problem?"

Qing Yao Immortal Lord next to him said: "The Pure Land of Buddha Realm and the Ancient Witch Realm should be the most likely, right? As for other super powers, there may be a way, but the relationship between Taichu Dao Palace and them has never been harmonious, Qi Wushang

It is unlikely that they will be able to help."

"Buddha Realm Pure Land? Ancient Witch Realm?"

Qin Muling murmured it several times in a low voice, instinctively feeling that the ancient witch world was more suspicious. After all, his two innate magical powers were also a kind of witchcraft curse in a strict sense, but they were more unpredictable.

It just points directly to the original law of the great road.

Therefore, it makes perfect sense logically that the ancient witchcraft world has such a background to solve problems.

"Did our female cultivator alliance have any relationship with the ancient witch world in the past?"

Qin Muling asked.

Immortal Qingyao shook his head, and the Grand Palace Master also said: "Normal business and trade, exchange of needs and wants, exist, but deeper friendship basically does not exist. Their top management is stubborn and traditional, extremely conservative,
To be continued...