There were several Nascent Soul masters in the entire Zhao State who flew towards the Tongtian Tower as soon as possible.

Ye Zizai, who was deep in the cave in the Ziyin Sect, flashed his eyes and disappeared from the spot, teleported out, and fled far away. Before leaving, he used the green jade slip to issue an order to all the disciples of the Ziyin Sect.

"I have left for several days and the formation is closed. Anyone who tries to break through the formation will be killed without mercy!"

Teng Huayuan, the ancestor of the Teng family, was meditating in the Teng family's ancestral house when the seven-colored Tianwei appeared. He suddenly opened his eyes and looked up at the sky in shock. After hesitating for a moment, he left a jade slip for the transmission and escaped.

The same scene was performed at the same time in the Demonic Way Like the Heavenly Dao Gate, the Hehuan Sect, the Wufeng Valley, the Right Way Like the Piaomiao Sect, the Yuan Sect, and the Nirvana Sect.

The long rainbows flying out of several places gathered at the Tower of Heaven as fast as possible.

The Tongtian Tower is a landmark building for joining the Cultivation Alliance. After each member state joins the Alliance, the Alliance will build it. The Tongtian Tower is also home to an envoy of the Cultivation Alliance for many years. The envoy will not interfere with all disputes in the country where it is located. It will only come forward to resolve the issue in major events.

Park Nanzi is the first Nascent Soul Stage master to come to Tongtian Tower. After all, he is the only remaining baby-making person in Zhao State who has been 500 years ago. His cultivation has reached the peak of the mid-stage Nascent Soul Stage and can enter the late stage at any time.

Coupled with the training of the extraterritorial battlefield, at present, he firmly sits on the throne of the number one person in the cultivation world of Zhao State.

He wore a gray cloth jacket and appeared under the Tower of Tongtian out of thin air. Looking at the Tower of Tongtian, the octagonal tower body was towering straight into clouds, and bursts of rays of light spread out from it, looking mysterious.

Park Nanzi appeared behind him and looked at the Tower of Heaven, with a look of lingering fear on his face. This was his second time here. The first time was 500 years ago, all the Nascent Soul masters in the entire Zhao State, totaling twenty-three people, were under pressure from the fourth-level cultivation country, and they gritted the bullet and stepped into the battlefield outside the territory.

500 years later, he is the only one who comes back.

In the past 500 years, Park Nanzi didn't know how he survived it. There were several battles every day, and life and death were only in a moment.

In the past 500 years, he has seen countless powerful cultivators, and those powerful cultivators can even kill themselves by just moving their fingers.

As well as other Nascent Soul masters from Zhao State, such as one of the ancestors of the Hengyue Sect, Park Nanzi saw with his own eyes that he was swallowed by a seemingly ordinary cultivator, with his leather and bones.

The more he saw, the more afraid Park Nanzi became. The more he was afraid, the more unwilling he was. He was unwilling to spend his whole life in the Nascent Soul stage. The 500-year extraterritorial battle made him know that in addition to the transformation of gods, there were also the Infant Transformation Period.

With a complicated mood, he bent down to the Tower of Tongtian and spoke respectfully: "Messenger, Xuandao Sect Pu Nanzi greeted me."

"Park Nanzi, you and I are old friends, so there is no need to be restrained." A cheerful voice came from the tower, and then an old man walked out of it. The old man had a slightly round body and looked nothing surprising. He wore a long gown made of blue satin on him, highlighting his high and bulging belly, which looked quite funny.

However, Park Nanzi didn't dare to show any disrespect. He flipped his right hand, took out a storage bag, handed it to the other party with both hands, and said, "Sir, these are some materials I have collected after I came back, and some of them were the things you designated at the beginning."

The fat messenger narrowed his eyes and laughed. After taking it, he didn't look at it. He put it in his arms and smiled: "Pu Nanzi, you are the first Nascent Soul stage cultivator to walk back from the battlefield outside the territory after I became an envoy in Zhao State. I have reported all the information about you to the sect I belong to. There is a sentence from above that, if you can enter the late Nascent Soul stage within a hundred years, then you will make an exception to accept you as a registered disciple."

Park Nanzi showed ecstasy expression on her face, took a deep breath, and nodded heavily.

As the two were talking, two long rainbows came into the sky, and after they landed on the ground, two figures appeared, one man and one woman. The man looked in his thirties and had a kind of evil and handsome look on his face. When he saw the fat messenger, he immediately said respectfully: "Hehuan Zong Chen Huan, pay homage to the messenger."

The young woman dressed up and still had charm, and she looked at the fat messenger and said respectfully: "Hehuanzong Chen Yan, pay homage to the messenger."

The fat messenger nodded his head and ignored him and started chatting with Park Nanzi. In his opinion, Park Nanzi was only qualified to say a few words in the entire Zhao Kingdom.

Not long after, more than ten people came one after another, and Fuji Huayuan was among them. The last one to come here was Ye Zizai. He had just entered the Tower of Tongtian, and the fat messenger immediately exclaimed lightly, looked up and looked into the distance, with a slightly moved corner of his mouth, showing a strange smile.

After all the Nascent Soul Cultivators in Zhao State arrived, the sky was denser and the fat messenger looked serious. He made gestures with his right hand and made several magic seals in the sky.

Immediately afterwards, the clouds in the sky immediately rolled up, and a red light fell from the sky and shot on the Tower of Heaven. Then, beams of light of orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo, and purple fell from the sky in turn. At this moment, the whole world shone with a bright light.

After absorbing seven beams of light, the Tower of Tongtian suddenly shook. A circle of huge light columns that were dozens of feet thicker, swirling out from the top of the tower, penetrated straight into the sky, forming a huge black hole in the sky, and circles of white lightning wandered around the black hole.

Looking up, I saw a circle of ripples rippling around with the light column as the center point. The clouds around the light column dissipated like hot water pouring on the snow, and they could be seen at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Hurricanes radiated from the column of light that was rotating and rising into the sky, making everyone's clothes sounds, making a sound of banging. Most of the people here were in the early stage of the Nascent Soul stage. Under the hurricane, they all took a few steps back, but the four of them stood in place, without moving.

These four people are Park Nanzi, Ye Zizai and a white-haired Taoist from Piaomiao Sect, and the last one is a thin old man from Tiandao Sect.

The fat messenger looked unprecedentedly solemn. He moved his body and appeared in the air. He said with a loud and respectful voice: "Lin Yi, the third-level Cultivation Kingdom Supervisor, welcome the Alliance messenger."

A huge head appeared from the black hole and glanced coldly at everyone on the ground.

All the Nascent Soul Stage masters of Zhao State, including Park Nanzi and the other two, were frightened by the giant's eyes, and the Nascent Soul was almost collapsed. They had no doubts at all. If the other party stared at him for a moment, their Nascent Soul would definitely not be able to withstand this huge pressure and exploded.

Park Nanzi was the first to return to normal. He looked pale. He was very familiar with the giant's appearance. He was a master of the trolls in the battlefield outside the domain. The cultivator of this clan relied on devouring others to increase his cultivation. The ancestor of the Hengyue Sect was swallowed by a master of the trolls before he was exposed.

The giant finally looked at Lin Yi with a slightly slow expression, but still a little impatient. He said, "This broken place spiritual energy faded out. If it weren't for the bullshit covenant restrictions, I could suck the spiritual energy of this small country in one bite... I'll listen to it. In five months, the passage to the extraterritorial battlefield will be opened. You, Zhao State, are responsible for cleaning up the 100,000-mile battlefield at the fifty-eight degrees of the northern suburbs. There are seven tokens here, and the rules are still the same. The seven tokens must be broken at least four pieces. In five months, only up to three sects can enter the extraterritorial battlefield. If the tokens exceed three, the qualification for the Zhao State to clean up will be cancelled."

After saying that, the giant snatched a huge mouth, and seven lightnings flashed and landed on the ground, showing seven ancient tokens. After doing all this, the giant's head retracted and disappeared into the black hole, but then he poked his head out again and shouted: "If you find such a bead in the battlefield outside the domain, you will immediately hand it over. The person who handed over will receive a baby-level magic weapon, and the sect will receive ten corpses with cultivation level equivalent to the God Transformation Stage, and the level of the cultivation country where he is located will be upgraded to one level.

But if someone dares to take it for himself, the cultivation country where he is located is slaughtering Yijing, Lin Yi, this is the news jointly issued by the top countries of the alliance. You will know in a few days." As he said that, his eyes flashed, and the clouds in the sky shook and turned into a picture. There was only one thing in the picture, a round stone bead with several clouds engraved on the beads.

If Wang Lin was here, he would have recognized that the bead was being stored on his chest.

After saying that, the giant muttered a few words, and a huge arm poked out from the black hole, grabbed the stone pillar that was stirring out of the top of the tower of Tongtian Tower, and shouted: "Lin Yi, I have taken this colorful magic weapon, I can't come in vain."

In a violent vibration, the light column was pulled into the black hole by the giant, and the black hole disappeared without a trace in an instant. The seven-colored clouds in the sky dispersed. In a blink of an eye, the entire sky returned to normal, and the huge pressure throughout the territory of Zhao disappeared.

The fat messenger Lin Yi looked a little ugly. He snorted lightly, flew into the tower with a slight sleeve, and his gloomy voice came from the tower from afar:

"The old rules are that the Dan-Graining Stage and the Nascent Soul Stage are not allowed to take action. All the foundation-building stages of their respective sects should be sent out. They are the main force in the battle for tokens. Let's go back, and in three days, the war will begin."

The seven sects of righteousness and evil came forward to pick up the tokens, looked at each other, and jumped away without saying a word. It is worthy of fun. The masters of the Nascent Soul Stage of the three sects of righteousness, led by Park Nanzi and the white-haired Taoist in Piaomiao Sect, all went in the same direction.
Chapter completed!