In Zhenyuan, the three Taoist methods were so powerful that they frightened monks from all walks of life.
There was a monk on the side of the heaven who was extremely excited and said: "Legend! We all witnessed the legend with our own eyes today! Zhenyuan is the legend!"
"It's incredible! With three Taoist techniques, Zhenyuan may have the strength to compete with Yuanhui-level geniuses."
"In terms of talent in the Five Elements, throughout the ages, there should be few monks who can compare with Zhenyuan, right? We have really witnessed the legend. Only in the legend can there be such an outstanding person."
"Since ancient times, there have been many glorious eras. However, even when the Holy World was still there, there was no era that produced so many heroes and geniuses."
"What are legends? What we see now are legends that will be passed down for millions of years in the future."
"What is a legend? This battle of the ten realms is a legend that will definitely be recorded in the history of heaven and hell. The name of every participant will be remembered by someone one hundred thousand or one million years later."
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In this battle of the ten realms, monks with amazing talents emerged one after another in heaven and hell, making them look up to them, awe them, and worship them.
This is the most glorious era, when they call upon the wind and rain and show their bravery.
"Everyone in the world says that Emperor Donghua is the most powerful person under Yin Yuanchen in Heaven. I don't think so. This Zhenyuan should be the one."
Zhuo Yunong held the file, checked the intelligence information about Zhenyuan, and sighed: "It's a pity that Zhenyuan is born with a body without gold, otherwise, he would have been able to perfect the cultivation of the Five Elements Sacred Intent."
"What are you sighing for?"
Prajna frowned lightly and snorted: "If Zhenyuan is perfect in the Five Elements, he will definitely become a powerful enemy in the hell world. Now, no matter how amazing he is in the world, he will eventually have flaws. The Temple of Destiny has flaws, and he wants to fight against the flaws.
I’m afraid it’s not that easy.”
"No matter how you say it, this person is an extraordinary person. His future achievements will be unimaginable. We must find a way to get rid of him. Your Highness the Goddess... What are you looking at?"
Zhuo Yunong followed Prajna's gaze and saw Xia Yu, Chi Kongle, and the demigod-class battleship where the mysterious man was leaving, breaking through the water in the direction of Jiwen Island.
"The victory or defeat has been decided, let's go!" Prajna said.
A great sage sacrificed an ancient sapphire jade ship several hundred feet long and placed it in the waters on the edge of the island. Prajna took the lead in boarding it.
The monks from the Temple of Destiny followed closely behind her and boarded the ship.
The ship set sail and left Guixu.
The winner of this battle was quickly decided.
The blood massacre was defeated!
However, it is still glorious despite defeat.
Because he showed the fighting power of a Yuanhui-level representative, he forced Zhenyuan to show his true strength. It is not a shame to lose to a legendary figure who is obsessed with the three realms.
On the contrary, it is possible that because of this battle, his name as a bloody massacre will also be recorded in the annals of history together with Zhenyuan.
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Arriving at Jiwen Island, Zhang Ruochen sensed a series of spiritual thoughts and wanted to get close to him and explore him.
However, they were all smashed to pieces by him.
Ordinary gods can only make Zhang Ruochen fearful if they send clones or false gods. Zhang Ruochen really didn't take it seriously when a few divine thoughts came to investigate.
There are also gods with spiritual power exceeding the seventieth level, shrouding Zhang Ruochen with their spiritual power, wanting to find out his true identity.
"My majestic spirit, if you want to investigate a holy monk, just show up and see him. Why are you so sneaky? If you show up, I will definitely bow down and bow down."
Zhang Ruochen clasped his hands in vain, and a strange vortex formed between his palms, sucking all the powerful mental energy that came closer into the vortex.
"Boom!"
He pushed out with both palms and exploded in front, causing a large area of the ground to sink.
In the void, a god made an angry hum, which made Zhang Ruochen's blood boil.
"Wow!"
From the sky, a pillar of blood energy hung down, and it condensed into the shape of blood on the ground.
The divine light overflowed from the blood queen's body, and dense regular divine patterns appeared between the sky and the earth, like blood-colored thunder and lightning shuttling back and forth.
Her eyes were cold, peeping in all directions.
The spirits who were originally probing Zhang Ruochen all retreated.
The Blood Queen took Zhang Ruochen, Xia Yu, and Chi Kongle to a valley on Jiwen Island.
The ordinary valley, which had been here for a year or two after the blood, has turned into a sacred valley. The soil in the valley has turned into holy soil, and blood-red medicinal plants have grown out.
Xia Yu and Chi Kongle stood in the distance, watching the Blood Queen and Zhang Ruochen walking side by side, telling each other something. Suddenly, the Blood Queen stopped and stretched out her fingers to gently touch Zhang Ruochen's face, with tears in her eyes.
Xia Yu rarely saw such a gentle and watery side of the Blood Queen.
It should be noted that all the monks in the hell world know that the Blood Queen is quite powerful and ruthless. Thousands of years ago, Zhang Ruochen's death caused a bloody storm in the hell world.
Even when facing her disciple, she is often very strict.
Zhang Ruochen didn't say much about his whereabouts over the past thousand years. He only told the Blood Queen that he had cultivated at the place where Saint Monk Xumi passed away and had cultivated the first-grade holy will to a perfect level.
"Previously, when I saw your method of dealing with the spiritual power of gods, I noticed that your holy will is extraordinary. Very good! If you can integrate the yin and yang and the five elements of the holy will into one, reaching the first-level level, my son will not be inferior to Yan Wu.
god."
"If your grandpa knew, he would be very happy."
"The biggest regret in his life is that he failed to attack the first rank. In the past thousand years, every time he mentioned Yan Wushen and the Wuqing Sect, his tone was full of envy and emotion."
Queen Xue's eyes were filled with joy, and she was happy for Zhang Ruochen's achievements today.
Yan Wushen cultivated the "Sacred Will of Six Paths of Reincarnation", which is not a secret in the world of true gods. All the gods believe that this is the only first-grade Sacred Will that has been confirmed since ancient times.
Zhang Ruochen's infinite holy intention naturally encompasses not only Yin-Yang and the Five Elements, but also time and space.
However, the time of the Infinite Holy Will is the time of the universe.
Space is the space of the universe.
Even though the Blood Queen was a god, she couldn't see through this.
Zhang Ruochen was debating in his mind whether to tell the secret of Wuji Holy Will.
The Blood Queen summoned the Six Directions Heavenly Venerable Cauldron, took out an Emperor Grade Holy Pill from it, handed it to Zhang Ruochen, and said: "You have grown up now, you are the top powerhouse in the world, you have your own way of cultivation, you don't have to be like a child.
Just like a child, he tells his mother everything."
"This Emperor's Holy Pill was originally stored here by your mother. It should be of some help to you in attacking the supreme level and condensing the supreme body."
The Six Directions Tianzun Cauldron was found by Zhang Ruochen inside the No. 3 Dark Star of the Huntian Battlefield. Because the cauldron's weapon spirit had been sleeping and there were huge variables and dangers, it was handed over to Queen Xue for safekeeping.
Zhang Ruochen accepted the Emperor's Holy Pill. This pill is indeed useful now.
"Queen Mother, the main purpose of my coming back this time is to save my father." Zhang Ruochen said.
After hearing this, Queen Xue showed a deep and sad look. Then she gathered her emotions and said sternly: "You'd better not care about your father's affairs. Never mention the word "rescue" again in the future.
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Zhang Ruochen said calmly: "If it weren't for saving my father, I would probably never return to the hell world. Mother, you should understand that I will never watch my father imprisoned in the Temple of Destiny."
"Then do you know why the Temple of Destiny only imprisoned your father instead of directly executing him?" said the Blood Queen.
Zhang Ruochen said: "How can a dead god be as valuable as a living god?"
"Since you know, you still want to die?" the Blood Queen said.
A bitter look appeared in Zhang Ruochen's eyes, and he said: "Queen, death is not terrible. If my father is imprisoned in the Temple of Destiny, but I turn a blind eye and do nothing because I am afraid of death, I will definitely live a lifetime worse than death."
Zhang Ruochen's words touched upon the pain in Queen Xue's heart.
The Blood Queen had deep feelings for Emperor Ming. How could she feel any better knowing that he was imprisoned in the Temple of Destiny and was suffering?
She thought of many strategies to save Emperor Ming, but rejected them one by one.
The crimes committed by Emperor Ming were too serious. It would be a fool's dream to want the Temple of Destiny to release him. It would be even more difficult to rescue Emperor Ming from the Temple of Destiny.
Even a deity cannot do it.
"What are you going to do?" said the Blood Queen.
Zhang Ruochen said: "There is no good way for now, but if you want to save people from the Temple of Destiny, you need at least two things. First, I must gain the trust of the Temple of Destiny. Second, I must have the qualifications to compete with the Temple of Destiny.
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The Blood Queen sighed: "Both of these two points are too difficult for you! The second point is that when your cultivation is advanced enough in the future, such as becoming the God of War of the Undead Vampire Clan, the Chief of a Great Clan, or the God King, God Lord, Destiny
The temple will naturally value you and regard you as an opponent or ally."
"But the first point is that it's not just your cultivation that is strong. On the contrary, the stronger your cultivation is, the more the Temple of Destiny will be wary of you."
Zhang Ruochen said: "Then find an ally who can win the trust of the Temple of Destiny. As for the second point, it doesn't necessarily have to be such a strong cultivation level. In fact, you can start making arrangements now."
"Now? You mean the battle of the ten realms?" said the Blood Queen.
Zhang Ruochen raised his head and looked at the sky, exuding the will of a swan that rides on the wind for nine days, and said: "The War of the Ten Realms is an opportunity. Since I encounter it, I naturally have to seize it. If I want to compete with the Temple of Destiny, I
You have to accumulate your own trump cards little by little.”
"Since you are so determined, I will send a message to your grandpa and ask him to come over and help you. I believe he will be very happy," the Blood Queen said.
After seeing the blood, Xia Yu and Zhang Ruochen did not continue to argue, so they walked over and said: "Master, senior brother, there is someone outside the valley to pay my respects."
In front of the Blood Empress, she naturally wanted to call Zhang Ruochen her senior brother.
The Blood Queen and Zhang Ruochen had strong mental powers and knew who was coming.
"She's here to find you, just deal with it yourself!"
The space trembled slightly, and the body of the blood queen disappeared.