"What does that have to do with the Flower of Death?" Qianzhe asked again.
"It is said that there was a city of life back then. Suddenly, overnight, life disappeared and it was filled with flowers of death.
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 several 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 camp tent, everyone hid in it, 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 wanted to share a tent with Xu Zimo. The area was not large to begin with, so it would 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 was already a dark wind blowing.
The divine power in their bodies began to boil.
"Come into the tent quickly," the leading man said and took the lead in entering.
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 calm all the way," the leading man finally spoke first.
"The calmer you act, the more uneasy I feel."
"So?" Xu Zimo asked.
"What are your plans?" the leading man said.
"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 was calm was because these people couldn't 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 leave their own Kunxu Territory alone, why are they here in this Ghost and God Territory?"
"Then the same goes for you ghost clan. Why are you still here when there is an illusory sea?" 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 would 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."
"Big reshuffle?" Xu Zimo frowned slightly.
"Yes, in this big reshuffle, the other eight regions have 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 ghost and god realm was almost destroyed, and the nine realms turned into eight realms.
In the end, it was our God Clan that interceded with you Ghost Clan and we were able to escape the disaster. "
Maybe there was nothing going on at night, or maybe 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 lasted until ancient times, and then something unexpected happened."
"What kind of accident?" Xu Zimo asked curiously.
"The old existence is resurrected to seize 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 divine slave or a dead soul.
All are preparations for future wars. "
"What you are saying makes me more and more confused. How can there be a big war?" Xu Zimo said with a smile.
"You'll understand, not long after, if you're still alive by then," the leading man laughed.
The night passed like this.
Early the next morning, everyone started moving forward in the northwest direction again, very fast, without any stop along the way.
Xu Zimo also discovered that when this group of people walked, they would leave marks on the path they walked.
It wasn't until noon the next day that 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 were a little confused.
"Where is Rihua City 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 several people were waiting, they suddenly discovered that the sky had darkened, and heavy, heavy dark clouds appeared from the north.
Little by little it started to spread towards the sky here.
"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 hid with everyone, 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 powerful sinister wind.
Tens of thousands of different ghost clans, baring their teeth and claws, are menacing, and 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 was none other than the Sixteen Ghost Kings, including Tianqing and Youdu Ghost Kings.
With hundreds of thousands of ghost soldiers and generals, and tens of thousands of different ghost spirits, the originally silent desert suddenly became lively.
"Look, the desert has changed."
"Rihua City is about to appear," several people from the God Clan whispered.
Everyone's eyes were fixed on the center point.
I saw a seed suddenly bursting from the ground in the originally barren desert.
The seeds took root and sprouted, and grew 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 main body of Rihua City.
It's just that the trees are now desolate, although the remaining ruins seem to still be able to clearly see the prosperity of the past.
But it still fell in the middle.
The city collapsed, the giant trees looked desolate, and it looked like a ruined scene.
"Go in," the Sixteenth Ghost King waved his hand, and the ghost army marched along the giant tree and began to enter it.
