In just a few days, the news of the destruction of the Luoshui Kingdom spread throughout the Shenwu Continent.
All races in the world were shocked, and the martial arts world was in an uproar.
This massive war lasted for a whole year, and now it is finally over.
Although, countless people expected that the Luoshui Kingdom would be unable to withstand the attack of the Fatian Clan and would be destroyed sooner or later.
However, when this day really comes, people all over the world still find it difficult to accept this result, and their hearts are heavy and sad.
All major forces and races began to worry and be on guard.
Which divine country is the next target of the Fatian Clan army?
Or, which force and race’s territory?
For a time, warriors all over the world were discussing and having different opinions.
The situation in the Shenwu Continent has also become frightening and turbulent.
The entire continent was shrouded in an invisible haze, making everyone breathless.
No one knows when the next war will break out?
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Deep in Beiming Mountain, in the gloomy and solemn Beiming Palace.
The atmosphere in the meeting hall was heavy and depressing.
Wearing a black robe, the two-foot-tall ancestral demon god with three heads sat on the throne at the top.
More than a month has passed since its battle with Ji Tianxing.
Although, it was seriously injured at the time, its body was covered with wounds and blood holes, and it looked very miserable.
But after it returned to Beiming Mountain and recuperated in the Blood Sea Abyss for more than a month, it returned to normal.
A few days ago, its injury recovered and it showed up to take charge of the overall situation.
At this moment, Ling Xuan, Shetuo and the two new Demon Saints were all standing in the main hall with solemn expressions.
The Ancestral Demon God looked at Ling Xuan and asked in a majestic tone: "Ling Xuan, I asked you to send a message to Fulong before. When did he promise to come to negotiate in person?"
Ling Xuan clasped his hands and saluted, and replied respectfully: "To the ancestor, Fulong promised to arrive today, so it should be almost time."
The ancestral demon god nodded slightly and said angrily: "Now that the Luoshui Kingdom is occupied by the Fatian Clan, there is no news about the Luoshui Martial God.
The power of the Futian Clan has increased so dramatically that they don't even take our clan into consideration.
If Fulong's attitude is still arrogant, I will take some necessary measures!"
Ling Xuan quickly spoke in agreement: "That's right! The Futian Clan is so arrogant that they monopolized the Luoshui Divine Kingdom and refused to give up any benefits.
Such a strong and domineering attitude will bring them trouble sooner or later!
It’s just that you, the founder, have only recovered to the divine realm not long ago. If you are given a few decades to recover to the ninth level of the Martial God Realm, you will be able to easily destroy the Fatian Clan!”
Shetuo and the two new Demon Saints also nodded in agreement.
The ancestor of the Demon God felt the same way and said with regret: "It's a pity that time has not waited for me!
If this god had been resurrected thirty years earlier, the entire Five Elements World would now be ruled by this god!"
Just then.
A thousand-foot-long pitch-black warship galloped from the south and stopped in the sky above Bei Ming Palace.
After the battleship's door opened, General Fulong in golden armor came out.
He stepped into the sky, landed on the square of Beiming Palace, and walked towards the main hall.
This time, he came alone, without even a guard.
The demon guards guarding the entrance to the hall immediately entered the hall to report the news.
"Reporting to the First Ancestor, General Fulong has arrived!"
After reporting the news, the guard bowed and retreated.
Immediately afterwards, General Fulong stepped into the hall, stood still, and bowed to the ancestor of the demon god.
"Lord Demon God, you are fine."
General Fulong had a playful smile on his lips, stared at the ancestral demon god, and asked: "I wonder what the demon god has to do with me this time?"
The ancestral demon god frowned and said in a calm tone: "It seems that General Fulong has just taken over the Luoshui Kingdom. It is the time when the spring breeze is triumphant, and he is in a very good mood."
General Fulong was not modest either. He nodded and said, "Yes, our clan has been on the move, experienced countless hardships, and its personnel have been constantly lost and depleted.
Now, finally, we have a place to live on this continent, where we can rest and recuperate.
This is a good thing and a happy event, and I am naturally happy."
"Recuperate?" The Ancestor Demon God raised his eyebrows and said in a playful tone: "General Fulong, don't forget that the tens of millions of troops under your command are all human prisoners!
If we work hard and continue fighting, we can still maintain cohesion.
If we rest and recuperate, the tens of millions of troops will be scattered.
When the day comes when General Fulong wants to recruit a large army to invade other divine kingdoms, I'm afraid it will be difficult to gather so many sergeants."
General Fulong frowned and thought for a moment, then chuckled and said, "So, Lord Demon God came to me today to discuss leading the army to the expedition?"
"That's right!" The First Demon God nodded and said, "While the morale of the Defeating Heaven Army is at its peak, we will join forces to attack the Kingdom of Taihao, and we will definitely be able to defeat the enemy like a broken bamboo..."
Before he could finish speaking, General Fulong waved his hand and refused.
"Lord Demon God, I have just said that.
After a year of fighting, our soldiers are exhausted and unfit to continue fighting.
Now, the soldiers under my command are allocating the territory of the Luoshui Kingdom, integrating the cities and people, and stabilizing the situation.
After the overall situation is stabilized, the soldiers will have to recuperate and reproduce.
Our clan has finally obtained the territory of Luoshui Divine Kingdom, so naturally we must hold it firmly and never lose it.
Therefore, I decided to rest and recuperate for ten years.
During this period, we will no longer lead the army on expeditions!"
General Fulong's answer was obviously beyond the expectations of the ancestral demon god.
It suddenly frowned and said in a low tone: "General Fulong! So, you rejected my cooperation again?"
General Fulong smiled and said: "Lord Demon God, calm down, I have to think about the soldiers under my command.
The so-called three major divine kingdoms are actually extremely weak, and the Luoshui Divine Kingdom is the best example.
If you lead the army to conquer Taihao Divine Kingdom, you will be able to win it easily, without my cooperation at all.
Besides, after you destroy Taihao Divine Kingdom, you can monopolize that territory without having to share it equally with me, so why not?"
Seeing that the ancestor Demon God's expression became increasingly gloomy and there was anger in his eyes, General Fulong added: "If the Demon God really wants to cooperate, then you might as well wait ten years.
Until then, how about we join forces to capture Tianjue Divine Kingdom and divide that territory equally?"
The ancestral demon god had a gloomy face and stood up without saying a word, looking down at General Fulong from a high position.
It was filled with dark demonic energy, bursting out with invisible pressure, and releasing an icy cold murderous aura of death.
General Fulong was enveloped by its coercion and endured the terrifying murderous intent, but he remained motionless and his expression remained unchanged.
General Fulong even said in a playful tone: "It seems that Lord Demon God is angry, but I have made up my mind and can only express my regrets.
If you want to retain me, then give up the idea.
After all, if you can't keep me here, you will only bring disaster to Beiming Mountain."
After saying that, General Fulong turned and left.