The Holy Son Ziji had just arrived and was the first to speak to Mo Wangchen.
"These people want to join forces to fight against Sister Luo Qing. They are simply shameless." Before Mo Wangchen could say anything, Mu Ling couldn't help but snorted coldly.
Hearing this, Holy Son Ziji frowned immediately, then looked away, looked at it for a moment, and said with a smile, "Friends, tomorrow is the period for the Divine Bell assessment. It is not appropriate to fight. It will waste your energy in vain. What else can you do?"
How about please give me some face and leave here?"
He spoke politely and appeared humble and polite, which was the consistent style of the Holy Son Ziji.
Even though the five proud men of Beihuang are far inferior to himself in terms of strength, Xing Tianyi does not have the slightest feeling of overpowering others.
"Brother Xing spoke in person, so of course I still have to give him this face. That's it for tonight. Fairy, please do as you please. I'll take my leave later."
The five of them are not fools. With their cultivation level reaching their level, they are certainly not ungrateful people. Not to mention that Mo Wangchen and Holy Son Zi Ji are involved at this moment. Even if the five of them join forces to face Holy Yun Xi, they are not fools.
It is extremely difficult for a woman to win.
At most, it will only cause the other party to consume energy and affect her assessment tomorrow.
But now, as the proud men of the East Wasteland appeared one after another, standing beside Saint Yunxi, they knew that this plan was no longer feasible.
It is impossible for Holy Son Ziji and Mo Wangchen, who are both from the East Wasteland, to watch Holy Lady Yunxi being entangled by the five of them without doing anything.
In fact, by now, most of the proud people from the four regions have united together and plan to work together to fight for more places for people in their own wasteland.
The same is naturally true for Donghuang!
"It seems that most of the proud people from the four regions have joined forces, but I have no one in Donghuang to take charge of the overall situation."
After Chen Han and the others left, Mo Wangchen and others found a restaurant to sit down, and Saint Yun Xi frowned and spoke.
Hearing these words, Holy Son Ziji nodded, "Eastern Wasteland has not been very peaceful recently. There are many conflicts between various forces. It is indeed not easy to unite. But in this assessment, if you go alone, you will inevitably suffer a big loss.
Why don't we also try to join forces, at least in the first few heavens, to be consistent with the outside world."
Saint Yun Xi nodded, agreeing with the proposal. She looked at Mo Wangchen and asked, "What do you think, Brother Mo?"
Mo Wangchen frowned. In fact, of course he also had plans to join forces, but only with Mu Ling and Saint Yun Xi.
At this moment, Holy Son Ziji is also present, and the words have reached this point. If I disagree, it will be a bit unreasonable.
"Joining forces is a good idea, but there are many proud people coming to Donghuang, so others may not necessarily cooperate with us." Mo Wangchen said.
Holy Son Ziji smiled, "This is the best way to do it. We can't tolerate their unwillingness. Since you don't have any objections, then I will go and let the news out. As for Holy Son Tianwu, I will go and tell it myself."
Soon, Xing Tianyi resigned and left. Saint Yun Xi saw that Mo Wangchen seemed to have something to hide, and couldn't help but ask, "You don't seem to be very willing to join forces with others?"
Mo Wangchen shook his head, "Eastern Wasteland is like a piece of loose sand. There is no absolute trust between the parties. The so-called alliance is simply unreliable. There are too many hidden dangers. Moreover, the thing that worries me the most is the Holy Son Ziji himself..."
"Brother Mo, what do you mean by this?"
Mu Ling was puzzled. Just now she didn't understand why Mo Wangchen was so worried about Holy Son Ziji when they first talked about joining forces.
"There are some things that cannot be explained clearly now, but you must remember that after the assessment begins, you should pay more attention to Holy Son Ziji." Mo Wangchen did not explain too much, just said this.
Until late at night, he said goodbye to the shepherd and Saint Yunxi, found a resting place, sat cross-legged and waited for the assessment on the second day.
"Dong..."
Time passed by minute by second, until early in the morning of the next day, when the bright sun rose in the east, the majestic and ancient bell was sounded again, and it echoed on the Good Fortune Immortal Peak, resounding throughout the sky, and spreading throughout the four regions of the world.
Every corner.
Then, I saw that the Immortal Peak of Creation, shrouded in the fairy mist, suddenly began to tremble slightly. This tremor became more and more intense, affecting the entire Taifeng City, and even thousands of miles outside the city, there were obvious shaking sensations.
"Buzz buzz..."
The sky above the Immortal Peak was originally sunny and clear, but suddenly an invisible ripple of energy began to ripple, like ripples on the water, spreading in all directions, as if the whole world was shaking.
The next moment, the nine heavens appeared. In each sky, the bright sun and the bright moon hung high, as if day and night existed at the same time. Viewed from below, the nine heavens looked like nine different worlds.
Under the high-hanging bright sun and bright moon, there were numerous mountains and rivers. Among them, on the first level of the sky, everyone saw a thousand peaks towering into the clouds.
On the top of the peak, there is a huge statue of a god, which is lifelike. These statues are holding different holy weapons, and their eyes are slightly lowered, as if they are looking down on all living beings.
"There are thousands of statues of gods in the first layer of the sky. This is the same as the assessment in ancient times!"
In Taifeng City, some people exclaimed, and many people couldn't help but get up and rush towards the direction of the Immortal Peak of Creation.
"A hundred years of reverse rebirth, Immortal Lord's initiation, such a great opportunity, I must win it!"
"Haha, I have been hidden in the world for thousands of years, but now I am going to make a big splash, and the lineage of creation will be mine!"
Throughout the city, many young people shouted loudly, and they were all extremely excited. Once such a great opportunity fell into their hands, within a hundred years, they would be able to reach the top of the four realms in the world and be famous forever!
"Buzz..."
Under the Immortal Peak, as time went by, more and more people gathered here, and suddenly a huge illusory door appeared in the sky above, like the door leading to the Immortal Palace.
"It's the entrance to the first heaven!"
"The assessment has officially begun!"
Many people couldn't help but fly up and rush towards the immortal gate, their eyes flashing, determined to win the lineage of creation.
"Bang!"
However, when a young man in purple clothes first came to the front of the Immortal Gate, he was about to rush in when an invisible force suddenly knocked him out.
"puff!"
The young man screamed, coughed up blood, and turned pale instantly.
Such a scene immediately shocked everyone. Isn't this the entrance to the first heaven?
"Hmph, not everyone is qualified to participate in the Divine Bell Assessment and Creation Tradition. Even if you are not overage, you do not have a certain amount of talent. Let alone win the first place, even if you cannot enter the first heaven, you should leave as soon as possible.
Bar."
A young man snorted coldly and after speaking, he had arrived in front of the Immortal Sect. Then he flashed and when he reappeared, he was already somewhere in the first level of the sky.