In just two days, more and more practitioners gathered.
Wudao Lake is almost overcrowded.
But because of what Qing Dizi said before, no one dared to take the initiative to provoke Mo Wangchen at this moment.
In the past two days, several more saint-child-level geniuses wanted to arrive. When they learned that the divine king's body was in Qingdi City, they couldn't help but feel a little tempted. Obviously, they wanted to compete with the first human body in ancient and modern times.
Compete!
This is a great age, where heroes are rising together, monsters are everywhere, and there are countless geniuses among the younger generation.
This was supposed to be an era when all the stars were shining together, but now, the eyes of the world are completely focused on the God King Body.
His light seemed to cover everyone of his generation.
Faced with such a situation, many of the younger generation have grudges in their hearts.
However, due to the existence of Qingdizi, no one of the proud men who came around the Wudao Lake rushed to find trouble for Mo Wangchen.
Moreover, even Holy Son Jueming was defeated by him. There are probably not many people in the younger generation who are truly capable of provoking Mo Wangchen.
"Buzz!"
In the evening, the twilight reflects off the sky, making the entire Qingdi City look hazy, like a fairy city.
Suddenly, an inexplicable wave spread across the entire Qingdi City, making people feel shocked.
Looking around, in the Qingdi Palace, in the void above, a huge energy array slowly emerged. The space seemed unable to bear its existence and became distorted.
"The formation has been repaired!"
Almost at the same time, the cultivators in Qingdi City jumped up one after another and rushed towards the direction of Qingdi Palace.
By the Lake of Enlightenment, Mo Wangchen slowly opened his eyes. He walked out of the pavilion, his body turned into flowing light, and he flew over.
"Everyone, the formation has just been repaired. In order to prevent another accident, it can only be used once in the past few days. A maximum of fifty people can be teleported each time. According to previous statistics, the younger generation of geniuses going to the Immortality Domain,
There are thirty-eight people in total, so let’s send these thirty-eight people over first.”
Everyone gathered in front of the Qing Emperor's Palace, and saw an old man standing in the sky. He was an envoy of the Holy Emperor. He glanced at the crowd below and spoke like this.
"Okay, let's send these young people there first. It doesn't hurt for us old guys to go later." A powerful person from the older generation said.
Many people nodded, "There are only thirty-eight people in the younger generation, and there are twelve more places, so twelve people were selected to accompany these younger generations. It is finally a kind of safety guarantee."
Finally, after deliberation, the Holy Lands and the Ancient Martial Family selected twelve strong men to accompany them.
These twelve people are all masters at the level of great elders, with cultivation levels at the Immortal Realm. Such a lineup is by no means ordinary.
"Mo Wangchen is not from our Qingwu Alliance, so why give him this quota? After this teleportation and the formation stabilizes, it won't be too late for him to use it."
Just when a group of fifty people stepped onto the teleportation array, a cold snort suddenly came from the crowd around them.
Everyone couldn't help but be startled. They turned their eyes and found that the person speaking was an old man.
"The outer elder of Jueming Palace, Tang Zhengtian!"
"For this trip, the Great Elder of the Inner Sect was selected to escort these young people, but Tang Zhengtian was not selected. He must be very unhappy in his heart, and not long ago, the undefeated myth of the Jue Ming Son happened to be forgotten.
The dust breaks..."
Everyone was talking in low voices. Tang Zhengtian suddenly targeted Mo Wangchen. It was not unintentional, it was obviously deliberate.
"I don't mind going a few days later. Anyway, I can enter the holy mountain at any time."
Mo Wangchen smiled calmly, and after saying that, he was about to walk off the stage.
Hearing his words, everyone around him couldn't help but be shocked, and then they realized that he had a close relationship with the teacher on the Holy Mountain, and the other party had even made a move for him, beheading the body of the Holy Mother of Smoke.
"Brother Mo, wait a minute. Who else has this title than you? The formation belongs to my Qingdi Palace, and we don't allow others to make the decision."
Qing Dizi hurriedly stood up. As he spoke, his eyes turned to Tang Zhengtian. A cold light flashed across his face. It was obvious that the other party's actions just now made him unhappy.
Tang Zhengtian's expression changed. With his status as the Qing Emperor, even the Holy Lord Jueming could only give way to him, let alone an outer elder of his own.
"I am being reckless. I hope the Emperor will not blame you." Tang Zhengtian bowed his hands in courtesy, not daring to offend him in the slightest.
At the same time, he also realized that there was an expert protecting Mo Wangchen behind him, a being that even the Holy Mother's Taoist body dared to kill.
Isn’t this trip just for everyone to visit each other?
It is obviously unwise to conflict with Mo Wangchen here now.
"Envoy Ling Zuo, activate the formation."
After bringing Mo Wangchen back, Qingdizi paid no attention to Tang Zhengtian, but looked at the old man beside the formation.
This old man was the left envoy of the Holy Emperor. Hearing the words of the Qing Emperor, he nodded, and then he pressed the seal with his hand, and suddenly a ray of light burst out and spread around the formation.
He sacrificed a large number of immortal stones, and soon, the entire formation shook, and a huge abyss appeared above the sky.
Mo Wangchen and his party of fifty people instantly turned into light and rushed into the abyss.
…
In the Daluo Heaven Realm, the Martial Alliance divides the world into seven parts. Between each alliance, there is an endless dead sea and a vast jungle that separates it. No one can cross it by air.
Among the Seven Alliances, there is a special area. The people who live here are all ordinary people. It is not that they do not understand cultivation, but they come here because they do not want to get involved in the disputes in the world of cultivation.
Today, there are no less than hundreds of millions of mortals living in the entire Immortality Domain, and the population base is no less than that of a martial alliance.
Unlike the Seven Alliances, there are no common ancient alien species in the Immortality Domain. Living here will be very safe. Even if there is no cultivation at all, these ordinary people will not be subject to other life threats except birth, old age, illness and death.
"Buzz buzz!"
It was the thirteenth day after Mo Wangchen and others left the Qingwu League.
In the Immortality Realm far away in the endless distance, on this day, over a certain mountain forest, the originally calm void without any fluctuations suddenly began to vibrate violently.
Not long after, a black shadow slowly emerged from the violently shaking void. These black shadows were all cultivators. Counting them carefully, there were exactly fifty people.
This is clearly Mo Wangchen and his party who were teleported away from the Qingwu League!
"Is this the Immortality Realm..."
Everyone looked around and saw that the mountains and forests were endless, and there were birdsong in the forest, which was sweet and moving.
"The degree of concentration of laws here is actually twice that of Qingwu League!" Someone said in surprise.
Qing Dizi smiled lightly, "After all, it is a place where ordinary people live. The aura of law accumulates all year round and is not consumed. It is naturally not comparable to the Seven Alliances."