Ding Xiaoyi crossed the void and ran straight to the God-Slaying Platform.
But before anyone arrived, the phone rang. Ding Xiaoyi picked up the phone and saw that it was Mr. Chen's call. After pressing the answer button, the voice on the other end of the phone was not Mr. Chen's, but Li Chuanhai's.
"Xiao Yi, let's talk."
Li Chuanhai's tired voice revealed a deep sense of tiredness. Ding Xiaoyi suddenly raised his eyebrows, paused and stood on a stone platform, decisively refusing: "If it's a matter about Tianyuan Holy Land, then hang up the phone."
Regarding Mr. Li, I respect him from the bottom of my heart, but there are some things that I will never give in to, even if he is the lobbyist.
Hearing his rejection, Li Chuanhai was not surprised. He did not dwell on this issue, but revealed another piece of news: "Not long ago, the union's god-making plan was completed."
Ding Xiaoyi had heard of this plan, but he didn't expect it to actually succeed.
"In other words, the union can continuously create god-level experts in the future." Li Chuanhai continued.
Hearing this, he frowned and said nothing, just humming slightly, signaling Mr. Li to continue.
"Xiao Yi, I don't mean to threaten you. I just want to say that what we lack now is time. As long as there is enough time, the union will be able to create more god-level strongmen. One day, we can even use god-level strongmen to form
An army."
Li Chuanhai said a lot, but his central idea was precisely the word time.
When the trade union proposed the plan to create a god, he was originally not optimistic about it, but now the trade union has used actual conditions to show that the plan to create a god is feasible.
Even Li Chuanhai's own statement that he wasn't moved was a lie.
After all, he is too old. Being able to reach the level of disaster spirit has already exceeded the limit. It is impossible to go further in this life.
In such a world of great competition, he could only watch helplessly as the people behind him continued to surpass him, and even the students in the school could easily reach the Disaster Spirit.
In the past, there was no choice, but now that there is hope, I wonder how Li Chuanhai can still be as calm as ever.
"So, do you still think I should let him go?"
"Yes! Everything is for the sake of the overall situation."
Hearing this, Ding Xiaoyi immediately let out a long sigh: "Mr. Li, I'm sorry!"
After saying that, he hung up the phone without waiting for Li Chuanhai to speak.
How big could the so-called overall situation be? Ding Xiaoyi couldn't explain much to them. He only knew that if he couldn't accumulate enough merit as soon as possible to redeem Pangpang from hell, the trouble would be even greater.
Moreover, I even sneered at the union's plan to create gods. The reason why gods were terrifying was because of their unique divinity.
Often after a god-level breakthrough, it takes a long time to settle down before you can fully master this power.
The union uses so-called technological means to forcefully push people up, but if this guy is not enlightened and cannot understand the mysteries of the god level, he is just a paper tiger with only appearance.
Furthermore, are the gods created in this way really the future of the trade union?
The saying that a chivalrous person breaks the law with force has never changed.
It is still unknown whether the union can really control these artificial gods. Only one temporary successful case can determine the future of the union.
Ding Xiaoyi had to say that Mr. Li was probably too hasty this time.
Thinking of this, he simply turned off the phone and continued running towards the God-Slaying Platform. He had already made up his mind that after killing these gods this time, he would move the God-Slaying Platform to his own spiritual space.
However, he still underestimated the union's determination to stop him this time.
When he arrived at the God-Slaying Platform, Ding Xiaoyi found that the people under the God-Slaying Platform had been surrounded by people from the trade union.
Li Chuanhai and several elders from the trade union, including Master Jiu, were also there.
Seeing Ding Xiaoyi appearing out of thin air, several old people slowly opened their eyelids and looked at each other. Undoubtedly, this was the scene they least wanted to face.
Ning Chen stood in front, waiting for him.
After seeing him appear, Ning Chen took a deep breath, walked up to him and said: "Let him go, just think that the union owes you a favor. As long as you let him go, the union will make up for all the losses of Beimang College.
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"Xiao Yi, we know that you must be very angry about this incident, but have you ever thought about how many people will be involved in the war once a war breaks out with Tianyuan Holy Land? We are not afraid, but we think it is unnecessary."
"Give us a little more time, and we will help you recover this debt with interest."
Master Jiu stepped forward and persuaded with earnest words.
The god-creation plan has been successful, but they need too much time.
Faced with everyone's persuasion, all Ding Xiaoyi did was take a step forward, scanned the crowd with his eyes and said coldly: "What if I say no?"
"Explosives have been buried under this stone platform. We don't want to fight with you, but if you persist, we can only destroy this stone platform first."
Master Jiu's eyes suddenly darkened.
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Ever since Ding Xiaoyi and the others killed the gods here last time, the trade union has been paying attention to the movements here.
They were full of curiosity about this stone platform at first. There were many things on it that the union has not been able to decipher yet.
We can only guess that there is a special force here, which seems to be able to kill and injure god-level experts, but it only has an effect on god-level experts.
With such an astonishing discovery, the trade union would never destroy this stone platform unless it was forced to do so.
Hearing this, Ding Xiaoyi's eyes darkened a lot.
He did not expect that the union, which had always been a hard-line trade union, would become what it is today just for a god-making project with an unknown future.
And the so-called time in their mouth is precisely the most precious thing. Whether it is for the foreign gods who are competing for the throne or the future development direction of the union, the most precious time is actually wasted on a garbage-making machine.
For a moment, he had mixed feelings in his heart, and he felt a strong sense of disappointment towards the union and even towards the entire alliance.
"Sorry, for everything I did today, I will naturally give you an answer in the future, just get out of my way!"
He no longer wanted to defend himself.
Because time is limited, if you cannot kill these gods as soon as possible, it will be even more troublesome for you to kill the gods after the battle for the Shinto is over.
"Inform the demolition team to prepare! Blow up this rock-breaking platform for me."
Seeing that Ding Xiaoyi refused to let him go, Master Jiu also stopped talking nonsense. He had been persuading him with good words for so long. If it weren't for Ding Xiaoyi's contribution to the alliance over the years, he would have blown up this stone platform long ago.
"Who dares!"
Ding Xiaoyi's brows stood up, his sharp eyes swept across the whole place like lightning, and he could hear the drop of a needle. He stretched out his hand to grab the God-Slaying Platform from the air, intending to take the God-Slaying Platform away by force.