An hour later, all the core deities of the Nine Heavens Dynasty, whether it was Cangqiongxing Base or Luo Jianyin, all gathered in the main hall.
Zhao Chu stood in front of the dragon chair. He did not sit down. Instead, he turned his back to everyone and remained motionless.
Zhao Chu maintained this posture for more than an hour.
Finally, all the core deities put down what they were doing and arrived.
Wu Guohan and Mu Shenglan were the first to arrive. They looked at each other. Although Zhao Chu did not speak, people could feel the solemn atmosphere in the Jinluan Palace.
Wu Guohan has not yet had a chance to talk about his plan to retreat.
Luo Jianyin had a gloomy face, and Zhao Chu gathered everyone together. There must be something important to announce.
It's not even good news.
"Everyone come here!"
Zhao Chu turned his back to everyone and asked.
"They're all here!"
Makiolan clasped his fists.
"There are many things that I have been hiding from everyone, but in 300 years, our cultivation civilization will face annihilation. Everyone, including me, may die!"
"I'm not kidding. The first-generation God-Emperor committed suicide and the second-generation God-Emperor went crazy because of this reason!"
"Please take a look at these audio and video materials first!"
After Zhao Chu finished speaking, he opened up everything about the Earth Fleet without waiting for Mu Shenglan and the others to ask questions.
Next, the sights of all the Core Heavenly Lords were completely immersed in the battles of the Earth Fleet one after another.
At this moment, no one among the Heavenly Lords dared to breathe.
…
Zhao Chu sat on the dragon chair, lowering his head and thinking deeply.
The light curtain was right above his head, the sparks of war were constantly flashing in the universe, and the invisible pressure was like an indescribable mountain. The oppressive Zhao Chu could hardly breathe.
…
300 years.
The error will not exceed 10 years.
This is the current coordinates of the Earth Fleet and the cosmic distance between the Nine Heavens Immortal Domain.
At the moment when the Eagle Emperor died, Zhao Chu used the power of his mind to follow the Eagle Emperor's brainwaves, thus roughly calculating the current position of the Earth Fleet.
He killed the Eagle King, and this time the Earth Fleet will never let go of the cultivation civilization again.
A group that has invaded the Earth's home planet should be a formidable enemy.
Therefore, the remaining time of the Nine Heavens Immortal Realm is only about 300 years.
The time was tighter than Zhao Chu originally expected.
There is no need to wait for you to become a god, the Earth Fleet is coming.
Perhaps in a few months, the first batch of detectors will arrive.
The war is really about to begin.
Very suddenly.
But there’s nothing you can do!
…
Finally, the Heavenly Lords finished reading everything about the Earth Fleet.
This time, many of the puzzles in the Nine Heavens Fairyland were solved.
The mystery of the suicide of the first god-emperor.
The mystery of the second-generation God Emperor Qiu Hao's madness.
There was also the Nine Heavens Peak Battle ten years ago. Why was it that no one could successfully become a god under those circumstances?
Why does the Nine Heavens Immortal Realm suppress the monks from breaking through, and why does it have barriers to ascension?
Everything is to make yourself weak.
It turns out that there is a terrifying hunter in the vast void of the universe.
As long as any civilization dares to become a god, all of them will become the prey of hunters.
If you want to be safe, you can only cut off your limbs and show weakness to the enemy.
And why the Eagle Emperor is so powerful? It turns out that he comes from that demon fleet.
Now that the Eagle Emperor has been killed, the Nine Heavens Immortal Realm has also been put on the demon fleet's must-kill list.
300 years later, the demon fleet will come in person.
I can't imagine it.
The entire cultivation civilization should become a speck of dust in the universe like the countless civilizations that were destroyed before.
How terrible!
The light curtain has been closed for a long time, but the Heavenly Lords have not spoken for a long time. The atmosphere in the Jinluan Palace is terrifyingly dead.
"Great Emperor, what are your plans next...?"
Finally, Jing Qingsu couldn't help but ask.
Now that Zhao Chu has announced everything, he may have some plans.
"Please tell me your opinions!"
Zhao Chu looked at everyone and asked.
"I think we should escape and find a planet suitable for survival."
Makiolan thought for a while and said.
There is no chalcedony in the Nine Heavens Immortal Realm, so it doesn't make much sense for the monks to stay here.
You can imitate the ancestors of the cultivation civilization and embark on a migration journey.
As for confronting the Earth Fleet head-on, that is a joke, and everyone present is not stupid.
"The goal of the demon fleet is to destroy the cultivation civilization, not the Nine Heavens Immortal Domain."
"I thought about this migration route, it's meaningless."
Zhao Chu shook his head.
The Earth Fleet is targeting the cultivation civilization and there is no way to escape.
Moreover, the migration of the universe does not happen in a day or two.
If this group of heavenly beings were the only ones left in the cultivation civilization, it would be easy to go into battle with a light vehicle.
But the most difficult place to migrate in the universe is all living beings.
If you don't care about all living beings, it's just a pure escape, nothing more.
And after escaping, there is still no way to survive.
"Great Emperor, after you become a god, won't you have any hope?"
Wu Guohan asked.
Zhao Chu has been creating miracles all along, what if he can create miracles again?
"There is no hope. I have calculated ten thousand possibilities, and they all lead to death."
Zhao Chu smiled bitterly and shook his head.
The atmosphere fell into dead silence again. Others also made several suggestions one after another, but there was no hope at all.
A layer of frost spread across the floor of Jinluan Hall, and people's faces were almost frozen.
"Forget it, I'll think of something else!"
"We still have 300 years. In these 300 years, we will do whatever it takes to create demigods, no matter the cost. The more, the better."
After a while, Zhao Chu stood up.
"Great Emperor, according to the situation inside the light curtain, Emperor Zun is of no great use at all."
Mu Shenglan said.
"Other than that, what else can we do?"
"If you have one more Emperor, you may be able to live for one more minute."
Zhao Chu said.
"But……"
"Don't worry, just do what the emperor said. There are still 300 years left, and the cultivation civilization has not been completely extinct. The emperor is right. If there is one more emperor, there will be more hope."
"If there are too many ants, they can kill an elephant!"
Just as Mu Shenglan was about to speak, he was interrupted by Luo Jianyin.
"Starting from today, I plan to retreat and see if I can become a god as soon as possible."
"I'll leave the affairs of the dynasty to you."
"Remember, if you can have one more Emperor, just one more!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Chu disappeared directly.
In the empty hall, a group of deities were left behind.
"It's a pity that the living environment of Cangqiongxing is so bad that ordinary people cannot survive."
Wu Guohan smiled bitterly.
"This is the real catastrophe!"
"Starting from today, those who have broken through to the Emperor's level will personally guide the cultivation of the reincarnation realm."
"Listen to the emperor's order. If there is one more emperor, we will have more hope."
Mu Sheng's view.
…
Magma Purgatory.
Zhao Chu tore open the barrier and walked step by step to the bottom.
This time, he did not use any magical defense. Zhao Chu relied on pure physical power to gradually walk to Wei Junnian's side.
At the same time, his meridians and blood vessels were torn apart again and again.
Zhao Chu was able to come down before because of the blessing of the God Emperor Sutra.
Now he suppresses the God Emperor Sutra, so he is just an ordinary eighth rank.
When the Eagle Emperor was in its ninth rotation, he didn't dare to come down at all.
And Zhao Chu, who was in the eighth rank, was torn apart and seriously injured by the dimension-shattering aura of Weijun Nian.
But for Zhao Chu, this is also the best place for him to make a breakthrough.
Relying on demigods to blast yourself is still a bit too slow after all.
Moreover, Zhao Chu, who was close to Wei Jun Nian, could master the Divine Emperor Sutra even faster.
"Did you sleep well? I'm here to stay with you."
At the bottom of the magma, Wei Junnian looked calm and slept peacefully.
Zhao Chu was burned and covered in blood. He looked at Wei Junnian and then sat down next to him.
120,000 pieces of chalcedony were left in the treasury.
The chalcedony of creation that Zhao Chu brought back from the Yegui Planet was enough for his own cultivation.
"If I practice here, I will attract a lot of oppressive forces, and the pressure on the three emperors will also be much thinner."
"I wonder who among the three of them will be the first to go out!"
Before closing his eyes, Zhao Chu glanced not far away again.
The figures of the three emperors were a little hazy in the magma.
With Zhao Chu's current ability, he is still unable to break Qiu Haogu's seal.
But if he practices nearby, he will gradually corrode some cracks on the barrier of the seal.
These cracks are the key to the escape of the three emperors.
…
"Sheng Haoyi, do you feel it? The seal outside seems to be a little loose."
In the third month of Zhao Chu's retreat, Bai Xuanjun suddenly opened his eyes and was dumbfounded.
"Don't make such a fuss. Sheng Haoyi is practicing the power of red flames. He had noticed it a month ago, and this kid was already preparing to break the formation."
Luan Jiutian said angrily.
Among the three people, Lord Bai Xuan cultivated the power of Xuan Ice, so he was suppressed the most in the magma.
But Sheng Haoyi is the opposite.
If the three of them can go out, Sheng Haoyi will definitely be the first, and Bai Xuanjun will be the last.
No way, racial talent.
"Damn it, it took a lot of effort to get a crack, but the beast Sheng Haoyi got there first."
Bai Xuanjun's face turned livid with anger.
"I should be a little slower than Lord Bai Xuan. If this kid kills all our descendants, let's join forces and kill this grandson."
Luan Jiutian said.
Whoever goes out first will definitely take action against other forces.
The two remaining people joining forces to intimidate were a last resort.
"This is the only way!"
Bai Xuanjun nodded.
As for the time of going out, he and Luan Jiutian should be the same, so no one would suffer.
"Luan Jiutian, please estimate when Sheng Haoyi will be able to leave."
After a while, Bai Xuanjun asked again uneasily.
Luan Jiutian kept a dark face and said nothing.
You are just deliberately trying to embarrass people. Should I just make up a number? Or should I say that I don’t know?
"One year later, to be precise, it should be 291 days."
At this time, Sheng Haoyi opened his mouth and said proudly.
"I also heard about the plan you two made."
"Don't worry, I will definitely kill all your descendants, and then find a way to kill both of you, haha!"