"The vast and boundless fairyland system we are in now has more than 360 million huge fairyland. The scale and size of each fairyland is the same as that of the lower mortal universe."
Xuan Ling said leisurely, "Since there are so many fairylands, there will naturally be an extremely large number of creatures.
Creatures form groups, and groups build civilization.
And those who stand at the top of these endless creatures are the real dragon, the ancient phoenix, the demon god, the earth immortal, the black sky, the chi witch, the sword disaster, the dream emperor, the Xuan Qi, and the heavenly corpse, a total of ten major races.
Among the ten Wuya clans, apart from the true dragon and the ancient phoenix, they are the strongest, each occupying nearly ten million fairy lands.
The other eight major ethnic groups all have their own strengths and weaknesses, and each group occupies hundreds of thousands of fairy lands.
However, even if these ten clans are so powerful, the total number of fairyland they occupy is less than one-tenth of the total number of all fairyland in the Wuya Fairyland series.
In addition to this, there are giant spirits, evil crows, lotus pupils, light nightmares, frost puppets, snail kings, stone kings, holy blood, hazy sharks, poisonous edges, flower feathers, hundreds of weapons, etc., or occupy a single fairyland.
Or thousands of ethnic groups occupying dozens or hundreds of fairylands."
After listening to this narrative, Chen Sanyu rubbed his chin and said in a deep voice: "Well... I think among all these ethnic groups, there should be quite a few people who have reached the peak of their ability."
"That's right." Xuan Ling nodded in approval, "Although the Peak of Feathering is the pinnacle of cultivation in the world of chaos, it is indeed not a minority among all races.
The two tribes of True Dragon, Ancient Phoenix, etc. will be at the initial stage of Ascension as soon as they are born. When they grow up to adulthood, they will reach the peak of Ascension without any hindrance and become the most powerful person standing on the pinnacle of infinite creatures.
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Therefore, if the reproduction of these two races is not too difficult and the number of individuals is too small, the entire Wuya Fairyland system will probably be occupied by them."
"Ha~" Chen Sanyu shook his head and chuckled, "These two clans sound like low-profile versions of the Xian clan."
When he mentioned the Xian clan, he suddenly recalled a piece of information he had seen in Yuan Zhoubeng's broken memory.
That is...the top immortal of the Ancient Cluster is comparable to the children of the Xian tribe in terms of combat strength.
I just don’t know whether this information is true or just Yuan Zhoubeng’s personal opinion.
Thinking of this, Chen Sanyu immediately asked: "I want to know what kind of power the Peak of Feathering will have?"
"Power?" Xuan Ling smacked the word and said with some embarrassment, "The peaks of emergence of different ethnic groups and different dharma lines, tsk, it really can't be generalized."
"Let's be straightforward." Chen Sanyu said calmly, "Just tell me how big the purest and most basic mana bombing range of the top-level feathered earth immortal is, after removing all magic weapons, spells, and techniques."
"That's easy to explain." Xuan Ling nodded, "If we just talk about the washing and bombing range of the torrent of mana, the peak of the feather is ten thousand trillion light years in diameter."
"Ten thousand trillions, I understand."
Chen Sanyu's eyes flashed, "In this way, if we only talk about the pure magnitude level, this top Earth Immortal is even a million times more powerful than the third level of the Xian Clan - Zhen Xian..."
It’s true, the top earth immortal information in Yuan Zhoubeng’s memory is purely hearsay.
Even he himself is surprisingly weaker than the top Earth Immortal.
Because the original boat collapsed, it happened to be Zhenxian's rank.
It can only be said that the bottom is the bottom, and even the information I got was wrong.
Pooh!
"What a piece of pure trash."
Chen Sanyu couldn't stand it any longer and kept grinning, "Hahahaha, it seems that Yuan Zhoubeng, a street kid from the Xian Clan... can't even beat any adult from the True Dragon and Ancient Feng Clan?"
, he is a 'noble' six-dimensional life!"
After laughing, he muttered to himself with emotion: "Coo and Yuan Zhoubeng didn't know where they escaped. So many divine projections could not be found in so many clusters.
There are traces of people, where are they... hiding?"
Chen Sanyu did not realize, or rather did not expect, that Coo and Yuan Zhoubeng would flee to the Ancient Cluster.
Therefore, he did not think of using the blood sacrifice 'quota' stored in the Blood Demon Altar to ask Xuan Ling about the location of the two Xian clan boys.
If Chen Sanyu really asked, Xuanling would really answer.
Because Xuan Ling knew the existence of these two people and also knew where they were hiding.
He knows many, many things.
However, Chen Sanyu needs to spend money to purchase these.
Even if Xuan Ling has surrendered to him, the operating logic of the "basic program" of the Blood Demon Altar is like this.
You have to spend money to buy information.
Unless Chen Sanyu can "Root" the program logic of the Blood Demon Altar and obtain the highest authority.
Otherwise, the Xuanling will be helpless. It can only serve as a sentinel to warn of danger, but cannot do much else.
In fact, even the danger warning costs money, but the consumption amount is still within Chen Sanyu's acceptable range.
As for Coo and Yuan Zhoubeng, perhaps it was fate that these two people happened to exist in the same universe as Chen Sanyu.
It's just that the distance between the two parties is really far, so far that it's hard to imagine.
"By the way, Xuan Ling, in the mortal universe, after a cultivator reaches the pinnacle of Hedao, in addition to overcoming tribulations and ascending, there is also the path of becoming a loose immortal. So, in this chaotic world, are there other people who have reached the pinnacle of becoming immortals in addition to heavenly immortals?
other……"
Just as Chen Sanyu and Xuan Ling were sitting quietly chatting, they were in another Hengwu Realm Cloud, which was as far as Gugorplex (10^10^100) light-years away from the endless mountain range where they were.
Coo, whose face was full of bitterness, and Yuan Zhoubeng, whose expression was dull, were imprisoned in a dark prison made of the entire vast fairyland.
Compared to the hurried but well-dressed people who had just left the Xian Clan cluster, the two of them were now covered in bruises, skinny and wilting, with wounds and wounds all over their bodies from head to toe.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! What is even more shocking is that the two of them are not sitting or standing peacefully, but are tightly locked by countless thousands of blood and light.
The five-flowered pigs were hung like two pigs in this unknown prison.
At the same time, those trainers were like vampires. Through the hideous wounds on the bodies of Coo and Yuan Zhoubeng, they were continuously extracting streams of brilliant and shining six-dimensional pure energy from their bodies.
"Yuan Zhou Beng, Yuan Zhou Beng, you unlucky thing!"
Coo said weakly, "What the hell did I believe in that I would be crazy enough to run away with you to this bullshit ancient cluster, and now that I've been made like this, I'm going to step on top of my horse... ugh~"
The strange thing is that after hearing his friend's complaints, Yuan Zhoubeng didn't react at all. He just stared and kept giggling, and from time to time he opened his mouth and said "Abba, Ababa, Ababa" and said some random things.
That's right, Yuanzhou Beng...has been completely stupid.
There was no other reason than that they were unlucky enough to encounter a large group of evil message beasts while flying to the ancient cluster by boat, and were washed all over their heads and faces by the terrible turbid flow of evil information.
Coo's strength was much stronger, so he just felt dizzy for a while and then recovered.
But the relatively weak Yuanzhou Beng was not so lucky.
His thinking structure and cognitive framework were directly destroyed and became extremely chaotic.
More importantly, its materialized spirituality has also been completely polluted by the turbid current of evil information, and has become dirty and smelly. (For details on the setting of the evil information beast, see Chapter 453)
The result of all these encounters was that Yuan Zhou collapsed... completely turning into a fool with an IQ close to zero.
In other words, the original boat that has been on the line for countless times has collapsed. This time, it finally ran out of luck and was turned into a "puff".
And unless someone with divinity takes action, he will never be able to recover and will only be stupid for the rest of his life.
Without Yuan Zhoubeng as a 'guide' to guide them, the two of them failed to reach the six-dimensional heaven after arriving at the ancient cluster. Instead, they fell into a confusing world in confusion.
Then, the two of them were even more unlucky to be easily defeated and captured by a mysterious and powerful man in this world, and then imprisoned.
"Someone come and save me." Coo cried with a sad face and raised his head, "I really can't live like this anymore!"
Coo was tortured by the severe pain in his heart as countless thousands of needles were frantically extracting the essence of life from his body every minute.
He misses all the time the leisurely and lazy life he had in the past when he was still in the Xian tribe.
He also regretted all the time why he had boarded the pirate ship where the original boat collapsed with a thousand swords.
"Hehe, hehehe~"
Yuan Zhoubeng stood aside and just smiled, not caring about Coo's collapse.
Just when the two of them were laughing and crying, a graceful figure appeared in the dark prison.
"Giggle--"
This figure raised his beautiful but pale face full of deep evil spirits, looked at Yuan Zhoubeng and Coo jokingly, and said with a smile: "Oh, oh, oh, I never thought that there are such weak people in this world.
The Heavenly Immortal is actually weaker than the weakest Yuxian Heavenly Immortal."
As soon as Coo saw her, his eyes lit up and he quickly begged: "Ziju, Ziju goddess! Please let me go, you... you already have Yuan Zhoubeng as an experimental subject, there is no need to keep me here."
Here, how about you cast a spell on me and I go to heaven to trick an immortal into coming to you, okay?!"
"Goddess...hehe~"
The beautiful female cultivator smiled evilly, "Coo, haven't I already said that calling me a mere word 'god' is a huge insult to me."
As soon as she said these words, the pain Coo felt suddenly increased countless times.
All of a sudden...
"Ahhhhh!!" Coo struggled violently in the dark sky and screamed, "Purple Dixon! Dear Purple Dixian, I'm wrong, please... ahhh, it hurts so much!!"
"Hehehe~" Zi Dixian laughed like a bell, "Coo, don't worry, you and that silly friend next to you are now one of my most precious possessions, so you and him will live for a long, long time. I
I won’t kill you casually.”
After saying that, she suddenly disappeared into the dark prison.
Only Yuan Zhoubeng continued to giggle, and Coo, who was slowly recovering from the pain, sighed:
"Huh-huh... How can this woman... be so strong? She doesn't look like a low-dimensional life, so what on earth is... why on earth?!"
No one answered his question.
There is only desolate darkness and silence in the prison.
…
Countless billions of light-years away beyond the Endless Mountains, in an ancient and magnificent bone palace, a group of Chiwu tribesmen in the Ascension realm were sitting around a long table that was hundreds of billions of light-years in size, arguing fiercely.
"Are you just going to leave that meat bug alone?" A four-headed, hundred-eyed witch said solemnly, "What if he is sent by the Mochi lineage to check on you?"
"Stepping on the spot? You really think about it!" Another bear-headed wizard retorted, "It's a bit too hasty to conclude that the meat insect is a devil just because he has a secret method to increase his cultivation."
"Yes." Another great wizard with six giant ears also responded, "Now we are at war with the Sword Disaster and Earth Immortal clans. The high-end combat power is extremely tight, and we really can't send more feathered realm warriors.
Please go and confirm the authenticity of the meat worm."
"To put it harshly," the Xiong-headed Great Witch said again, "So what if he is a demon? Major events like the [Earthly Demon Tribulation] are beyond our control. We have to devote all our energy to the war between the three clans.
That’s fine, because this matter is the most important thing right now.”
Hearing this, the Hundred-Eyed Witch couldn't help it anymore. He slapped the table and shouted angrily: "You are just thinking about making profits from this war. If it is really a sign of the coming evil disaster, then you will still fight."
It’s a bullshit fight to get a bullshit amount of money, let’s all die together and just count the balls!”
"Can you please speak up? What are you seeking for? You slap the table and stare, you are the only one with more eyes." Xiongshou grinned and sneered.
"What did you say?!" When the Hundred-Eyed Witch heard this, his eyes suddenly widened.
"He said you have too many eyes." The big-eared witch said unhurriedly.
"you……"
"Okay, okay, don't argue anymore."
The dragon-headed shaman sitting at the head of the long table shouted in a deep voice, "You don't need to worry about this matter for the time being. Concentrate on dealing with the important tasks of the war. I have sent the information about the looming demon to the clan. I think it will take a few days for the clan to
Come with the support of the life-sacrifice-level witchcraft, and then we can easily deal with that flesh insect."
After hearing these words, the wizards at the table looked at each other and nodded in agreement.
And just after many Chi Wu executives in this fairyland decided to put aside the treatment of Chen Sanyu for the time being, Chen Sanyu was already teleported deeper into the Endless Mountains under the paid guidance of Xuan Ling——
There is a dark demonic mountain that is three trillion trillion light years away from the Crescent Lake and shrouded in endless black evil mist.
He raised his head and looked at this majestic mountain, which was like a giant pointed cone with a height of sixty-one trillion light-years. He frowned and murmured:
"This... is what you call the peak of feathering - the place where the life-sacrifice inherits the Dharma lineage?"
"That's right."
Floating on the Blood Demon Altar next to him, Xuan Ling said leisurely, "In fact, this endless mountain range covering a diameter of billions of trillions of light-years is where the sacrificer died eons ago.
