"What does it have to do with the Flower of Death?" Chizuru asked again.
“It is said that there was a city of life there. Suddenly, overnight, life disappeared and the flowers of death bloomed.
So we suspect that that is the birthplace of the Flower of Death," the leading man added.
"But these are just speculations. Nothing can be determined until we go to Rihua City."
“How come no one noticed this before,” Chizuru complained.
“It used to be an abandoned city, and some people also visited it, but nothing was gained,” the leading man said, shaking his head.
“This time, the ghost clan also suddenly sent news, otherwise how would we have thought of it.”
"Boy, if you have any information, you can tell it all. This may have a greater chance of survival," someone looked at Xu Zimo and reminded.
After a few people escorted Xu Zimo for a while, the sky gradually darkened.
Because of the special nature of night in the Ghost Realm, no one dared to continue on their way.
Everyone here carries a tent with them.
After setting up the tents in the camp, everyone hid in them, except for Xu Zimo.
“What should I do with this guy?” someone asked.
“Throw it outside and see if it survives,” someone said.
No one wants to share a tent with Xu Zimo. The area is not large to begin with, and it will be even more cramped for two people.
“Let him share a tent with me,” the leading man said calmly.
Looking up at the sky, there is already a dark wind blowing.
The divine power within them began to boil.
“Come into the tent quickly,” the leading man said and entered it first.
In the not-so-spacious tent, the two men sat across from each other. The leading man was practicing, and Xu Zimo didn't say much.
“You have been very calm all the way,” it was the leading man who finally spoke first.
"The calmer you act, the more restless I feel."
“So?” Xu Zimo asked rhetorically.
“What are your plans?” said the leading man.
“As long as you tell me, I will let you go immediately.”
“I’m just a nobody,” Xu Zimo shook his head and objected.
The reason why he is calm is because these people cannot hurt him.
“I’m curious about something,” Xu Zimo also asked.
"What?"
“Why do you need so many divine slaves?” Xu Zimo asked.
“The Gods left their own Kunxu Territory alone, so what are they doing in this Ghost and God Territory?”
“Then you ghost tribe are the same, you have the Illusion Sea, why are you still here?” the leading man asked.
“I’m also curious about this,” Xu Zimo said.
“It seems that you are of low status among the ghost clan and you don’t even know this,” the leading man said with a smile.
“Let me tell you a story.”
“I’d like to hear the details,” Xu Zimo nodded.
“It’s been a long time. I heard that in the ancient times, there was a big reshuffle among the nine realms.”
“A big reshuffle?” Xu Zimo frowned slightly.
“That’s right, in this big reshuffle, the other eight regions have all surrendered.
Only the realm of ghosts and gods has been stubbornly resisting some kind of existence," the leading man said.
“Then, that existence came, and the realm of ghosts and gods was almost destroyed, and the nine realms became eight realms.
In the end, it was our gods who interceded with you ghosts, and we were able to escape the disaster.”
Perhaps the night was uneventful, or perhaps these secrets were not important in fact. The leading man did not hide them, and chatted with Xu Zimo in detail.
“The rulers of the Ghost and God Realm were all abolished. From then on, this Ghost and God Realm has been jointly governed by our two races,” the leading man replied.
“This kind of governance continued until ancient times, and then something unexpected happened.”
“What kind of accident?” Xu Zimo asked curiously.
“The old existence is resurrected and snatches the center of power,” the leading man said with a smile.
“It’s not convenient for me to tell you specific things, but I can tell you clearly, whether it’s a slave of the gods or a dead soul.
They are all preparations for future wars.”
“What you are saying makes me more and more confused, what kind of war can there be?” Xu Zimo said with a smile.
“You will understand soon, if you are still alive by then,” the leading man said with a smile.
The night passed like this.
Early the next morning, everyone started moving forward in the northwest direction again, at an extremely fast speed without any stops along the way.
Xu Zimo also discovered that when this group of people walked, they would leave marks on the path they walked.
Until noon of the next day, everyone finally arrived at the so-called Rihua City.
But when Xu Zimo looked up, the surrounding area was deserted, with only dry yellow sand filling the sky, and no city in sight.
Even other members of the God Clan are a little confused.
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“Where is Huacheng today?” someone asked.
“Wait,” the leading man said calmly.
“What are you waiting for?”
“When the yellow sand is aligned with the sky and the earth, the city will appear.” The leading man replied.
Although everyone was confused, they were still waiting.
During this period, several people checked around and found nothing unusual.
While waiting, the few people suddenly noticed that the sky had darkened, and heavy dark clouds appeared from the north.
It started to spread towards the sky here little by little.
“That’s...,” someone from the northern sky on the Protoss side said solemnly.
“The army of ghosts is coming.”
“Their speed is a bit fast,” the leading man also said solemnly.
He led everyone to hide, and everyone stared at the sky motionless.
It is not an exaggeration to say that there are hundreds of thousands of ghost soldiers and generals. The overwhelming ghost tribe descends overwhelmingly with a strong evil wind.
Tens of thousands of different ghost tribes, baring their teeth and claws, are so menacing that the place is surrounded by water.
The people of the God Clan were so frightened that they did not even dare to breathe.
The leader is none other than the Sixteen Ghost Kings, including Tianqing and Youdu Ghost Kings.
With one hundred thousand ghost soldiers and generals and tens of thousands of different ghosts and spirits, the originally silent desert suddenly became lively.
“Look, the desert has changed.”
“Rihua City is about to appear,” several members of the God Clan whispered.
Everyone’s eyes are fixed on the center point.
In the originally barren desert, a seed suddenly burst open from the ground.
The seed takes root and sprouts, and grows into a towering tree at a speed visible to the naked eye.
This tree has no end at a glance, its green top touches the sky, and its body is tens of millions of meters thick.
Each branch is infinitely long.
A leaf is like a blue ocean, which makes people feel incredible.
And this giant tree is clearly the identity of Rihua City.
It’s just that the trees are now desolate, although the remaining ruins still seem to be able to clearly see the prosperity of the past.
But the middle still declined.
The city collapsed, the giant trees were bleak, and it looked like a ruined scene.
“Go in,” the Sixteen Ghost King waved his hand, and the ghost army marched along the giant tree and began to enter it.