The master of Lingtai Mountain was also at a loss. "The question is...how to prepare?"
Emperor Chi nodded, "I can't imagine the strength of the second realm."
The Lost God, the Dark God, the Master of the Pavilion, the Master of the Blood Sacred Cage, the Immortal God Emperor and the Savage all remained silent.
King Ye and the other princes, Daojun, were also confused.
One hundred king puppets, each with the same level of strength as the Great Hades God?
Even Zhao Fan himself did not have the confidence to face so many puppets of the King.
If there are ten...
It's okay to say.
But other Feng Wangdao Lords were restrained one on one, and he faced ninety-four alone?
Don’t even think about it!
It is estimated that it will not be able to withstand a wave of concentrated fire.
"Everyone."
The fisherman said thoughtfully: "Our eternal and powerful deity will gather on Hanjiang Island immediately. Let's jointly deduce the strength of the eternal second realm and then make plans."
"Well, only in this way can we know how much pressure we will face."
The master of Lingtai Mountain agreed, "We would rather fight for backlash than forcefully push it out."
The blood saint landlord forced out a smile and said, "You don't have to feel pressure to become a king. If those puppets of the king dare to come out of the realm of sainthood in the future, my blood will be destroyed directly."
that's all.
Everyone’s projections dispersed one after another.
On Hanjiang Island.
The deities of the eternal powers are distributed in a ring with the fisherman as the center.
A large deduction formation was formed.
"Help me!"
The fisherman closed his eyes.
All the eternal powers raised their hands and pressed their heads.
Streams of light of different colors appeared and gathered towards the fisherman's head.
The fisherman began to deduce the second realm of eternity...
one day.
Two days.
Ten days.
On the seventy-sixth day.
"Puch!"
The fisherman spat out a mouthful of blood and was seriously injured.
And all the eternal powers were seriously injured.
Even the aura of the Dark God was so weak that he almost died!
"Fortunately, the deduction was successful."
The fisherman breathed a sigh of relief and turned his head to look at the Dark Lord, "How are you?"
"It's okay, just raise it in a dark place and it'll be fine."
The Dark Lord said depressingly: "As for you, as the main force in the deduction, you were severely injured. Can you still recover?"
The fisherman was speechless. Although he could recover as before, the time was too long. When the desperate situation came... it was too late.
"It doesn't matter."
The Lord of Lingtai Mountain shook his head and said: "I have an eternal holy medicine that can help you recover."
That bead of eternal holy elixir has been cultivated through endless years and cultivated with a drop of eternal essence and blood every day.
I originally wanted to use it in the future when I attack the second realm.
But the current situation does not allow hiding secrets.
"Brother Fisherman, how is your strength in the second realm?"
The savage couldn't help but ask.
"One second level person..." the fisherman said with a heavy face, "can suppress ten first level people. Even if Lingtai and I touch the threshold of the second level, together with you, I am afraid we can only barely compete, but if we continue
Over time, you will still fail."
"How can we fight this?"
The Pavilion Master was stunned when asked, "Foreign God Lord, one Red Eyebrow died, and there are nine others. Jia will not participate in the battle, that is eight. And Gu Mei'e plus the help of two ordinary God Lords can kill you all.
After being held back and gaining the upper hand, if the other five God Lords, including the God-Eating Lord, the False God Lord, and the Eagle God Lord, continue to assist, you will only lose faster..."
…
Seal the palace.
Zhao Fan looked at the mighty holy dragon in front of him and asked: "Is there any chance of turning around in our endless territory?"
"Maybe, but I'm not sure."
The mighty sacred dragon stretched out its claws and drew a simple door-shaped pattern on the table, "I think you should go to that place and take a look."
"This is...the door?"
Zhao Fan looked down in confusion, "Are you referring to the gate where the Eight Miracles of the Saint Realm were built?!"