"It's just a fake that's pretending to be a fake, so how can you be afraid of it?"
Loulan pushed the prince's hand away and sneered.
Ah Rou whispered: "Sister Huang, Mu Ruge is really weird. She may be harmful to the empress."
Lou Lan clenched her hands into fists, looked at Ah Rou and said seriously: "We must not let this kind of thing dirty the Empress."
Ah Rou's eyes are a little brighter, like the gentleness of the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River. When she smiles, her eyebrows are clear, like an independent fairy who has left the world.
The prince looked at the two sisters and shook his head. He didn't know what charm the empress had that seduced the souls of the two sisters.
In the Wuliang Principality, when he received the notice that he was coming to the Nine Realms, his first reaction was to meet the Empress and see what the empress of the Heavenly Realm, who was famous in one hundred and eight continents, was like! Unfortunately, this event that spanned one hundred and eight continents,
It seems that the empress will not come to the meeting in the eight continents.
For several days, the lords of one hundred and eight continents argued endlessly without reaching a conclusion. During this period, no one from Ziyun Palace said a word.
Mu Ruge was in a high position and looked at the major lords with cold eyes. After a long time, Mu Ruge curled her lips under the veil and raised her voice: "Gentlemen, the reason why you are summoned to the Nine Realms is because of the merger.
Merger is imperative."
“What is absolutely necessary to talk about?
Who will compensate for the losses caused by mergers, shocks, and wars?"
"Nine Realms only talks about merging, and gives several methods, each of which will bring disputes. One hundred and eight continents, there is no need for such bloodshed."
"Even though the Fire of the Abyss is so terrifying, is the sacrifice and war brought about by the merger really better than the Fire of the Abyss?"
"The only way to resist the fire of the abyss is to merge."
"One hundred and eight continents will not accept the merger."
There were voices rising one after another, all protesting and refusing.
Mu Ruge's slender eyebrows lightly frowned, and she looked at the group of people indifferently. Under her calmness and gentleness, she gradually developed a sense of cruelty.
Those who refuse to merge should all die.
However, Mu Ruge quickly suppressed the bloody and cruel anger and said again: "The fire of the abyss occurs once every 30,000 years, and the terrifying energy it contains is enough to burn one hundred and eight continents to ashes.
One Hundred and Eight Lands is a special existence between heaven and earth. Unlike the low and medium planes, it is at the bottom of this void, and there is no shackles of the abyss iron chain. The nine realms can use super-grade formations.
Move the plane to a safe place.
In the area above the void for three thousand lifetimes, due to the boundaries of martial arts civilization, if the fire of the abyss comes out again after thirty thousand years, it will never cross the boundary and involve three thousand lifetimes."
"The survey data of the Temple of Heaven is extremely accurate. In recent years, the fire of the abyss will definitely appear again. If we do not prepare in advance and think of a foolproof strategy, countless creatures in one hundred and eight continents, and even every piece of land, will be burned to ashes.
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"Me and everyone in the Nine Realms know your feelings, but there is only one way to solve the fire of the abyss, and it can only be to merge the planes.
Only by merging at least two planes, and with the assistance of arrays and magic weapons, can we resist the fire of the abyss."
"I understand that everyone here is afraid of losses. If not, I'm afraid the losses will be even greater."
"Gentlemen, don't refuse anymore, accept the merger."
Mu Ruge said.
There was deathly silence in the main hall of Ziyun Palace, and the lords of one hundred and eight continents looked at each other in shock.
They are unwilling to accept the merger, but they are also afraid of the emergence of the fire of the abyss.
The horror of the fire of the abyss exceeded their imagination.
I heard that 30,000 years ago, martial arts civilization was much more powerful than it is now.
At that time, there were eight large areas similar to the Thousand Clans. When they were prosperous, they were all burned down by the fire of the abyss! Those eight areas, collectively known as the Eight Wastelands, have now become ruins, destroyed by thousands of lines in the void.
The chains of the abyss are firmly locked.
Some people once wanted to go to the Bahuang ruins to explore the secret magic weapon, but they never returned.
No one can analyze the material of the Abyss Iron Chain so far, but the Abyss Iron Chain is so strong and hard that even a divine weapon cannot destroy it.
One abyssal iron chain can bind one hundred and eight continents. Tens of thousands of abyssal iron chains can bind them. It is conceivable that not even a fly can fly in.
Palace Master Ziyun glanced at Mu Ruge with satisfaction. He strongly recommended Mu Ruge for this merger in order to train Mu Ruge.
When they were at Mingyuan Villa, Mu Ruge's cruelty was too frightening.
Although the empress is cruel, she is also a strategic person.
Sure enough, after Mu Ruge finished speaking, the hall fell silent and silent.
Lord Wutai looked at Zhenlonghou Murongchuan and Imperial Preceptor Zhang Liren: "Zhenlonghou, Imperial Preceptor Zhang Liren, what do you think?"
Murong Chuan took a sip of wine and said: "If we must merge, let's merge with Qitianbao. I heard that Qitianbao's food is good, and it is one of the best in higher planes."
Lord Wutai's mouth couldn't help but twitch a few times, and he was speechless. Murong Chuan really wanted to eat all the time.
Why does this five-big, three-thick, strong-willed, nine-foot-tall man change his color when he mentions eating?
The Lord of Wutai knew that he could not reach an agreement with Murong Chuan, so he had to put his hope in Zhang Liren and asked: "Master Zhang, what do you think?"
“Go with the flow, adapt to circumstances, neither be a leader nor a stepping stone.”
Zhang Liren smiled.
"What do you think will be the final decision regarding the meeting?"
Lord Wutai asked, nothing had been discussed in the past few days, and even he himself could not clearly see the current situation.
"Wait for someone. When she comes, the situation will become clear. The final decision-making and right to speak will also be in her hands."
Zhang Liren smiled.
Lord Wutai frowned and pursed his thick lips: "Who?
Who has such great ability to decide the meetings and decisions of one hundred and eight continents!"
Zhang Liren smiled and said nothing, with an unfathomable expression on his face.
Lord Wutai no longer thought about who the 'she' in Zhang Li's words was, but said softly: "If we really want to merge, we must find the target in advance, or rely on a plane with strong foundation and strong comprehensive strength.
But in that case, Wutai will always be under the control of others. If it merges, it may not be easy to split and become an independent king.
Another way is to pick a plane with weak overall national strength to actively attack and annex it.
However, this also has disadvantages. We are likely to be favored by a plane with stronger overall strength. Also, merging with a plane with lower strength may not necessarily be able to block the fire of the abyss."
Lord Wutai suddenly felt a headache.
Zhang Liren said: "Lord, if we want to merge, if the Wutai Alliance wants to survive the shock of this war, there is only one way, and it is a unique way."
Zhang Liren holds a very important position in the Wutai Alliance and has been advising the lords for many years.