After saying that, Bai Mo handed over the construction method of the resonance altar to the real immortals of the empire.

"A super remote one-time contact system, but the startup lead seems a bit strange." The structure of the resonance altar is not very complicated, and someone soon analyzed the principle behind it, but unfortunately this thing can only be used at one time.

"The other party obviously does not want to expose the coordinates of the space layer he is in in advance."

The projection of the insect mother has already reached the earth, and the coordinates here are not secrets to it, but on the other hand, Bai Mo cannot get the specific coordinates of the Daochen Realm.

Most of their understanding of the Daochen Realm comes from the memory of the brainworm Sereth, but that was the case more than a hundred years ago.

More than a century later, even humans have developed from a pitiful civilization that cannot even leave the earth to a space race that can invade across galaxies. It is hard to say that the situation on the opposite side is still like it was more than a hundred years ago.

...

Before he finished speaking, Bai Mo took out a miniature altar.

"start."

After a word was said, the sky was lost, and the whole world seemed to be fading, completely turning into a combination of gray and gray.

The surrounding spiritual energy began to rush towards the altar that Bai Mo held in his hand frantically.

The altar transforms into a bottomless black hole, continuously devouring spiritual energy.

At this time, someone noticed that there were twelve light spots on the outer side of the small altar, five of which have been lit up, and the sixth is slowly turning from dark to bright.

But this blood-colored light always makes people feel a little uncomfortable, as if just a few more glances will be like being in a sea of ​​corpses and blood.

"Is the other party a system that is biased against the devil?" Faced with this situation, someone couldn't help but think.

The Demonic Way, in the empire, specifically refers to some people who like to take the wrong path of plundering, devouring and upgrading.

Because this type of exercise has relatively low qualification requirements, as long as the lower limit is low enough, the advancement speed is still fast, but during the practice, it is full of illegal and criminal operations such as soul refining, blood sucking, eating people, etc., and has never been tolerated by imperial laws.

But helpless, there are many people who are not good at practicing cultivation, the right path cannot be understood, and they are unwilling to give up their dream of cultivation, and they will still take risks.

Therefore, every year, the Earth Center Prison welcomes a group of new demon cultivators.

"Don't use our human morality to measure alien races."

“…”

“…”

After almost five minutes, all the twelve blood-colored light spots lit up, and the world that became gray gradually recovered.

At this time, the absorption of spiritual energy was stopped from the center of the altar, and instead a pillar of light that spreads to the sky was sprayed out in the center.

A girl with long green hair and wearing a thin white dress appeared in the light column.

"Mother of all insects, Isis."

"Another world, have you decided to join the battle?" The expressionless girl in the light column looked at Bai Mo calmly.

"That's right."

"Okay, I'll go and prepare to take the altar."

"How about bringing them?" Bai Mo suddenly grew a pair of wings on his back, and every feather on his wings pointed at a true immortal behind him.

"Very good, prepare for one hundred and twenty hourglass." The girl in white turned into an hourglass in her hand, threw it into the air casually, and then disappeared into the air with the light column.

...

"When there are 120 hourglasses, our time is converted into two hundred and forty hours and ten days."

"Ten days later, we will meet at this location."

After Bai Mo said these two words, his figure disappeared into the air, leaving behind the true immortals of the empire looking at each other.

...

Ten days are not long or short. In these ten days, several military bases and research centers have been rushing to build, with the hotel where everyone was holding a meeting.

News that the empire is preparing to explore another world has also been widely circulated in society.

There are unknown things everywhere, and the children of low-level nobles who think that going to the new world is equivalent to making a fortune.

As the higher the monks live longer, the aristocratic system of the empire became extremely cruel. The son and grandson died old and the grandfather were in their old age. Even the descendants of the nobles could not inherit the penny of their father until they died. If they did not work hard on their own, they would have almost no chance to make a comeback.

There was once a sixth-level monk who complained that I would live longer than my son, grandson, and great-grandson, and I didn’t need to consider taking over the succession at all.

Moreover, in the long life of high-level monks, the number of descendants is amazing, and most of them are not favored, and they are actually not much better than ordinary people.

Therefore, after the empire was trying to gain something when it was conquering other planets in the solar system, many noble children who were not favored were always thinking about new opportunities for exploration and plunder.

Ten days later, when Bai Mo returned here again, he had seen millions of adventurers who had received news from all over the empire to find out what was going on.

"Five minutes left." The moment he found Bai Mo approaching, Kirkov teleported to him and led him to the venue where everyone met that day.

There were a lot of people under Kirkov's command at the scene. These guys rely on themselves to criticize the arrogance of outsiders. He didn't want his capable subordinates to be wiped out by this evil star because of unintentional offense. That was really nowhere to seek justice.

"It seems that I came in time." Bai Mo, who was dressed in white, became the focus of attention of everyone in the core area when it appeared.

"You seem to have become a little bit human recently?" Xu Xuanling, who dared to speak the most, expressed his opinion out loud.

Bai Mo didn't say anything, but there was a slight twitching around the corner of his mouth, and then his expression slowly returned to the eternal ice-like shape he had in the past.

After hearing Xu Xuanling's words, no one answered, for fear that it would become a proposition. Bai Mo's strange personality is well known.

In fact, after years of research on the power of Taohua, some people have gradually believed that Bai Mo's personality has been greatly influenced by Taohua.

Especially after investigation of the secret history of the Manghuang Realm and learning about the story of the Emperor of Heaven that appeared in the Manghuang Realm, the true immortals of the Empire even learned that people infected by the power of Taoism will have a certain tendency to destroy the world.

So some of them began to think that Bai Mo drove everyone out of the earth might be because he knew that he had a tendency to destroy the world.

In order to fight against this tendency, not destroy humans because of their own tendency to destroy the world, this drama of such a great devil king was played.

In fact, he still wants to be a good person, otherwise he would not drive others out of the earth while sharing valuable knowledge about the cultivation of immortality with everyone.
Chapter completed!