"Is this a true immortal?" Lin Chen still couldn't hide his shock.

It's just a thought that stores information. It's like a real person. What's even more frightening is that it also has supreme power.

"A...new world." Lin Chen hadn't fully recovered yet.

The information given by Nangongxian was really shocking.

"Attacking a world?" Looking at the calm ocean, Lin Chen left this isolated island after a long time.

After he disappeared, the isolated island seemed unable to bear the terrible information of the past, and turned into powder in a huge wave.

From the land above the sea to the vastness in the deep sea, everything was wiped out by invisible forces.

…

The world of Yongyuan.

In the desolate world, powerful gods are refining the power of this world.

Among them, those with immortal resources naturally have the highest refining efficiency.

Therefore, within the territory covered by Yujing Tower, visions have been frequent over the years, embellishing this dim world with splendor.

The original energy refined by the five immortals is the envy of all gods.

After so many years, no one knows how much they have refined.

Time is forgotten, but this day is remembered.

The evil ghost mask on his face moved slightly, and Wu Yixian and others received Lin Chen's message.

It's amazing that even though we are a world apart, the power of the evil ghost mask can still be transmitted.

"One hundred and fifty years, attack a world." At this moment, everyone was shocked.

"One hundred and fifty years, how can we have time?" Wu Yixian shook his head, his eyes a little deep.

After he finished speaking, he looked in several other directions, and his voice came through the evil ghost mask, "What do you think about this?"

"Let's take it one step at a time. No one knows the information about that new world, and it doesn't make any sense to think about it now." Under the dark green light, Mu Chunqiu became rarely serious.

"But he also said it, didn't he? This is a rare opportunity. Who knows... what is in that world?"

In a short period of time, the thoughts of several people who learned the news were unclear.

As for Lin Chen, it was difficult to express the surprise in his heart at this moment.

The changes in the cave sky have been great.

But other than that, there is nothing else.

There may be more secret changes, but Lin Chen has never sensed them.

However, Lin Chen was also surprised that this size was not ordinary.

Lin Chen roughly estimated that there would be no pressure at all when the eighth battlefield was moved in...

Putting aside these topics, Lin Chen came to the forest of terracotta warriors.

Over the years, Lin Chen has never touched these terracotta warriors.

"How many are there?" Lin Chen glanced at Bai He, who was hanging on a huge terracotta tree as a decoration.

His spiritual mind could scan very far, but it could not completely cover the stiff figures outside the forest of warriors, so Lin Chen had no way of knowing how many warriors there were.

After hearing Lin Chen's words, Bai He shook his head and passed out a series of numbers.

Its mission over the years has been these terracotta warriors.

After getting a surprising result, Lin Chen's haze about the new world finally dissipated.

"In one hundred and fifty years, many terracotta warriors may still be born, but we must be fully prepared to face a new world." Lin Chen looked at the dense forest of terracotta warriors in front of him and said calmly.

It just so happens that these can be the goals for his next trip.

Taking one last look at the cave sky, Lin Chen still felt a little regretful, thinking that there could be some good in it.

Shaking his head, Lin Chen left and appeared above the blue ocean.

"So, who should we look for in this first house?" Lin Chen looked around Wei Lan, but for a moment he had no direction.

Since it was to attack a world, it was naturally impossible for Lin Chen to lead the few people from Yujing Tower there alone.

Even if all the Yujing Tower monks now add up, they are not around one billion.

With this number, if a head-on war was fought against a world, it might not be able to last even a year.

Therefore, we still need to have the allies we should have.

And those with this qualification must at least be in the Holy Land or even the Imperial City.

"Many holy places in the Eighth Battlefield suffered considerable losses in the war. There are not many that can still have some remaining strength, or can recover in 150 years." Gradually, Lin Chen had ruled out most of them.

The names of most holy places.

"In this case, the closest thing to here is... Wushan?" Lin Chen raised his head and looked in a certain direction, white wings flickering around his body, heading towards a certain place across tens of thousands of miles.

…

In the vast sea, there are actually not many holy places belonging to the human race. Among these holy places, if outsiders need to rank them, Wushan Holy Land will be at least the top three, and it is possible to claim the strongest seat at any time.

Lin Chen's most direct understanding of this holy land is that there is an ancient powerful man who never appeared in the eighth battlefield until the end.

It wasn't until the end, when the Eighth Battlefield invaded Yongyuan, that he appeared to refine the world of Yongyuan and make final preparations for his ascension to the throne.

That person is the reason why Wushan Holy Land can be ranked among the top three, but even if he fails to ascend the throne, the shadow of decline of that Holy Land will not appear in the hearts of others.

All in all, even if Lin Chen was sure of suppressing this holy land by himself, he had to admit that they had enough background.

"Under heaven's punishment, it seems that Wushan suffered a lot." The rapid power of the world meant that it didn't take much time for Lin Chen to appear in Wushan Holy Land.

And looking at the huge building complex in front of him that reached down to the deep sea and touched the sky, exuding gleaming light, Lin Chen was also a little stunned.

According to his intelligence, what Wushan Holy Land looked like before Heavenly Punishment was more than just this action.

It is said that they have a formation that covers the entire sea area as huge as a secret realm, and the powerful spirit gathering effect makes the Wushan Holy Land the ultimate target in the surrounding endless sea areas.

No longer sighing, Lin Chen showed the ultimate chill, announcing his arrival.

Soon, a flurry of movements seemed to be deliberately revealed in front of Lin Chen's eyes, and five powerful Xu Hao realm masters with decent momentum flew towards Lin Chen.

"I've seen Ming Zun!"

"Okay, let Venerable Wushan come back to see me." Lin Chen had no intention of talking to these people in the Xu Hao Realm, and bluntly said to find the Venerable who was refining the origin of the world in Yongyuan.

"This..." The five gods looked at each other, a little embarrassed.

"Before leaving, His Holiness told us that everything should be decided by Venerable Mu Feng and we should not disturb him. I wonder if we can inform..."

The Nameless God was a little worried. The man in front of him was a murderer without batting an eyelid. However, before they could finish speaking, Lin Chen stopped them from continuing.

"Tell him that I have an opportunity in hand. It depends on whether he is interested. He will not be the only one in this world who aspires to ascend the throne and become emperor."
Chapter completed!