Leaving the Earth Demon Clan, Zhang Ruochen was thinking about it all the way, why did the Ancient God of Learning make such a decision?
First of all, it must be because of the strength and talent he showed that he was recognized by the other party, and he intended to form a good relationship, so that Zhang Ruochen owed a huge favor.
Secondly, the attitudes of Yan Yu and Yan Zhexian towards Zhang Ruochen should also have a certain weight.
Third, it is to protect the interests of the six small tribes and the Yama tribe in the starry sky of the Hundred Tribes King City.
But is it that simple?
Based on these three points alone, there is no need for the Ancient God of Learning to show up in person, nor does he need to get involved in the internal battles in the Temple of Destiny and involve the Yama clan in the whirlpool.
Soon, Zhang Ruochen figured out the key and a smile appeared on his face.
It should be related to the changes that occurred on the starry sky battlefield.
The Yama clan is worried that the main war factions in the hell world will really force Xinghuantian, Xingtianya, and the royal city of hundreds of tribes into the camp of the heaven. This will be harmful to the hell world but not beneficial.
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A while later, Zhang Ruochen flew out of the Baizu Royal City and came to a ruined starry sky.
The rules of life and death here are chaotic and dense. Shocking space cracks, immortal fires, fragments of the Supreme Sacred Artifact, and broken divine world can be seen everywhere...
The entire battlefield, which spans more than a hundred million miles, must have been shattered beforehand, all showing that a battle between top god-level warriors broke out here.
After confirming that it was Huangtian's aura, Zhang Ruochen's initially worried mood became calmer.
After searching in the starry sky for most of the day and finding nothing, Zhang Ruochen returned to the Baizu Royal City.
There is news in the city.
“It is said that Pu Chuanqiu, the great god of Taixu in Qinglu Temple, wanted to seize the artifact Earth Demon Bird, but provoked the great god of Huang Tian. He was split into pieces and fled in the starry sky. In the end, his head was chopped off.”
“Isn’t that so? Some gods rushed to watch the battle, and they were shocked when they saw the headless Pu Chuanqiang burning his divine blood and running away. Fortunately, Mutuo, the god of war from the Dark Temple, arrived in time, otherwise Pu Chuanqiang would have fallen today.”
“How dare you call the Great God by his name?”
"What are you afraid of? Pu Chuanqiu first offended the Blood God of War, and then defeated the daughter of the Great God of Huangtian. Where will he have a foothold in the hell world from now on? He'd better hide in the Qinglu Temple and not come out, haha!"
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“Master Ruochen, please come to Guanyun Formation Tower to discuss important matters together.” The voice of the head of the Yaksha Clan rang in Zhang Ruochen’s ears.
Zhang Ruochen walked into the gate of Guanyun Formation Tower, and all the gods were already gathered inside.
Hundreds of representatives from each tribe came and gathered together. The tower was really filled with divine clouds, and the divine worlds were one after another, as if they had entered the legendary divine realm.
Hundreds of gods stood up together and said: "Greetings to the Lord Ruochen Realm."
This grand occasion of the gods' greetings is the first time it has appeared for a great god-level deity.
The heads of the three major clans sit in three positions facing the tower gate.
In addition, there are actually eighteen great gods in the tower, all of them have extraordinary bearings and are surrounded by divine light. They come from different small tribes. Each tribe has hundreds of millions of monks and controls at least one big world.
But these eighteen people, who can be called ancestors among various tribes, looked at Zhang Ruochen at this moment, either with fear, solemnity, or deepness.
Not only was the Jiutian behind Zhang Ruochen scary enough, but the strength Zhang Ruochen had shown previously was also enough to make them dare not act presumptuously.
Zhang Ruochen smiled and said: "You don't have to be like this. I was invited by the three clan heads to come and listen. After all, now Xinghuantian and the royal city of hundreds of clans share life and death. In critical moments, we have to help each other."
In a vacant seat very close to the heads of the three major clans, Zhang Ruochen sat down and secretly observed the gods in the temple, corresponding to the names that came to his mind one by one.
The gods of the six small tribes attached to the Yama tribe are also in the tower.
The leader of the Fire Ghost Clan said: "If the Hell Realm wants to destroy the royal city of hundreds of tribes and rule this star field, it will never be a protracted battle on the starry sky battlefield. It will have to be a large army coming and a thunder strike to quickly end the battle.
If you want to resist, you can only keep activating the Star Cage Formation."
“But this formation is so vast, covering tens of billions of miles of vast starry sky, that it cannot be supported by the cosmic divine veins in the city alone, and the divine stones are consumed very quickly.”
“We, the three major clans, invite you all to come here because we want to think of a countermeasure and at the same time raise the sacred stones to maintain the operation of the formation.”
When it comes to the sacred stone, the gods of all races suddenly became restless and discussed endlessly.
The god of the Xianyuan Clan is a beautiful woman in blue palace clothes. She said: "Not every big world can give birth to a sacred stone. The ancestral world of my Xianyuan Clan cannot give birth to a sacred stone. This god
The sacred stones used for cultivation are raised little by little by selling wine in the clan. I am not afraid of everyone’s ridicule. I only have 10,000 sacred stones now, which can only support the consumption of a thousand-year retreat."
The Xianyuan people are famous for their wine making.
However, one billion holy stones can be exchanged for one divine stone.
And a holy stone requires 10 million spiritual crystals to exchange for it.
Even if the entire Xianyuan clan uses all its strength and only sells wine, how many sacred stones can be accumulated?
"True God Youli, please stop complaining. Your Xianyuan tribe at least still has an industry all over the world. This god is miserable. He has to personally spend a lot of time condensing divine crystals and refining holy elixirs in order to sell a small amount of divine stones.
It seriously delayed your cultivation. Otherwise, how could you still be in the middle stage of the middle god stage now?"
The spirit of the Ghost Horse Tribe said again: "This god is not trying to be miserable, he is really miserable."
Suddenly, this place became a scene of torture for the gods of all races, and each one vomited their bitterness. Some gods even claimed that they had sold their divine blood and scales in order to break through the retreat.
Although they are deliberately suffering misery and are unwilling to donate the sacred stones, the gods of these small tribes are really poor.
There are no sacred stone veins in the ancestral world, so each sacred stone must be earned with great effort. For example, refining elixirs, refining weapons, refining talismans...
However, refining elixirs requires holy medicine, and refining weapons requires ores.
The investment in refining the talisman is greater, and if you are not careful, you will have to pay for it.
And spending too much time on these aspects will definitely delay your cultivation and lead to slow progress. At the same time, even if you earn a large amount of sacred stones, you will not be able to accumulate them.
The consumption of divine stones by spiritual cultivation is like a bottomless pit.
To refine your own supreme sacred artifacts and protective treasures, you need to smash a large number of sacred stones into them. If the supreme sacred artifacts are taken away or damaged during a battle, you will instantly lose everything.
It can be said that it is normal for the gods of this small clan to be less wealthy than the proud sons of the Great Holy Heaven with extraordinary origins.
But to say that they really went to the extent of selling the blood of gods, Zhang Ruochen didn't believe it at all.
No matter how thin the family background of these small tribes is, there are always some treasures that they can get their hands on. No matter how bad it is, they can make a lot of money by plotting against a close friend of the gods and selling the corpses and sources of the gods.
The heads of the three major clans sat above. They were all helpless and had no choice but to look at the eighteen great gods.
The races behind these eighteen great gods have a heritage of tens of millions of years, and their foundations are much richer.
One of the great gods said: "Now is the time when the life and death of the royal city of hundreds of clans is at stake. Naturally, we have no shirking responsibility. The Mayi clan has a total of two supreme holy artifacts, which were passed down by our ancestors. I am willing to take out one of them and sell it.
Go and exchange for the divine stone."
A complete heaven-suppressing supreme holy artifact is worth close to one million sacred stones, which can be regarded as a huge wealth!
“I am willing to dig up the divine body of an ancestor of my clan and sell it for the sacred stone. I am not joking! If you are dead, you should make the best use of it.” A great deviant god said this.
“There is a false god in our clan, and his combat power is too low. I will take away his divine source when I go back this time, and I should be able to get a lot of divine stones in exchange for it.”
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Although Zhang Ruochen thinks that the way these small tribes raise sacred stones is very unusual, he does not find it funny at all. Instead, he admires them very much. No matter how poor they are, they are not ambiguous at all in the face of life and death.
From beginning to end, Zhang Ruochen remained silent and let them deal with the crisis at hand.
Although Zhang Ruochen could quickly obtain a large number of sacred stones with the help of the Earth Cauldron, the secret of owning the Earth Cauldron could easily be revealed.
There are a total of one hundred and thirty-seven small clans in the Hundred Clans Royal City, but only one hundred and eleven have gathered here. Where have the gods of the other twenty-six small clans gone?
Just by selling the corpses of the gods of these small tribes, you can obtain a huge amount of sacred stones.
What's more, the wealth owned by these twenty-six small tribes will definitely be divided up.
External crises can unite all small tribes.
However, this huge benefit can make all small tribes willing to unite.
The heads of the three major clans understand the thoughts of the gods of these small clans better than Zhang Ruochen.
The head of the Yaksha Clan asked Zhang Ruochen to come here, not only to let the gods get to know him, but also to let Zhang Ruochen know more about the situation inside the Hundred Clan Royal City.
They never expected Zhang Ruochen to help them solve their own problems.
At least, not in the short term.
After the discussion was over, the gods left one after another.
The Jade Spirit God returned to the royal city of the Hundred Tribes, with an extremely ugly face and a heavy evil aura on his body. He said: "It's still a step too late. The Yaksha Tribe has four big worlds that they will destroy. The creatures in the Yunfa Realm were refined into a spirit by the Ghost Lord.
The soul pill. The Yangjie was torn apart by Mu Tuo's soul-suppressing hammer, turning the world into fragments. Corpses were everywhere, and countless trillions of Yaksha tribesmen died miserably..."
As he spoke, Yulingshen’s voice was trembling, and his eyes were red, as if he was about to shed tears.
In the final analysis, these Yaksha tribe members were in disaster because of the decisions she made. Yu Ling Shen is not the kind of heartless deity, so how could he not blame himself and feel guilty?
Too many clan members died, and the scene we saw was too miserable.
This will definitely create a nightmare in Yulingshen’s heart!
Zhang Ruochen couldn't see the woman being so sad, so he walked over and stretched out his hand to hug her, to lend her his shoulder to lean on, but he was stopped by the Jade Spirit God's eyes that were as cold as a cold sword.
With two pairs of eyes so close, Zhang Ruochen could even see the mist in Yulingshen's eyes, as well as his own handsome face in the pupils, and the scent he could smell at the tip of his nose was very tempting.