Located 3.6 million miles north of China, crossing the border of the Arctic Sea that no one has ever reached, we arrived at a realm of chaos, darkness and no direction.
The void is like the sea, and there is no trace of any living beings here.
Deadly silence and darkness, seemingly hiding endless crises.
But even in such a realm, there was a huge, dark, square city floating strangely.
Jiayi's figure appeared out of thin air in a house in the city. As soon as he appeared, dozens of people surrounded him from the left and right and began to test the various conditions of his body.
An old man with white hair in a black robe patted Jiayi on the shoulder and said: "Don't be discouraged. Jiasan has recovered Taxu and Kongchan, and the infinite idling has been gathered. This is the most powerful divine destiny map. With it With it in hand, you won’t have to worry about unknown people!”
Jiayi nodded silently and continued to let everyone draw his blood and check him without any expression.
"Respiratory rate normal."
"Blood indicators are normal."
"The vitality of the life cluster is normal."
The examination results came to the old man one after another like a stream, and he did not shy away from them at all, and kept reading them directly in front of Wuming.
Jiayi is like a precision machine. Strict inspection and maintenance must be carried out before and after each mission.
Jiayi is also used to this. He knew from birth that he was a test subject, and he existed to help God better come to this world.
He had always regarded this as his destiny and was proud to be God's nourishment.
But at this moment, something different suddenly appeared in Jiayi's mind, which was completely rebellious and could even be said to go against his set ideas.
"Why can't I be a god?"
As soon as this idea appeared, it was as unstoppable as weeds and unquenchable as fire in the ground. It kept growing and spreading, gradually forming one idea after another.
Concentration turns into thinking, and thinking leads to action.
A chill appeared in the depths of Jia Yi's abyss-like eyes, and he looked somewhere in the city.
The greatest wise men in this world since ancient times have gathered there. These lost wisdoms have only one task to reunite here... and that is to make the body of God!
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"No grandmaster is willing to stand here with us, not even Prince Chu."
This is the underground of a manor in the capital city of China.
In a room decorated as luxuriously as a palace, a group of old ghosts in cumbersome and luxurious clothes sat around a pear wood table.
Basically covering all the noble families in Da Chu, even the surviving royal family with the Chu surname.
An old man who looked like a withered corpse said: "Although Cihai is from the royal family, he practices martial arts all year round, and his mind is full of the martial artist's way of thinking. Naturally, he is as afraid of Wu Ming as a tiger."
"Uncle Chu Emperor, you have to make the decision for us. This unknown person is asking us to spend all our wealth and distribute it to the ordinary people. This is digging up our roots!" The head of the Yang family, who was like a ball, wailed.
"I heard that the capital might be turned into a battlefield and that Wuming wanted to relocate all the civilians, so he set his sights on our noble families."
The head of the Lan family echoed: "What can we do to save those dead people? Anyway, there will be another batch of people born in a few decades. If there are no aristocratic families like us, how will the world be rebuilt after the war?"
Uncle Chu Emperor coughed and said, "If Wuming wants to take over the world, he will have to rely on the help of aristocratic families like me."
"When our Chu family conquered the world, we didn't liquidate the family. I think this decision was a temporary mistake on his part."
"I'll take some time to meet him. Wu Ming's martial arts may be very high, but when it comes to governing the country, he's nothing more than a childish kid."
"That's right, that's right, Mr. Chu, you have to make some suggestions. Those warriors will only destroy, not construction."
"If we and other aristocratic families hadn't managed this world in an orderly manner, managing the government at the top and the people at the bottom, how could those warriors have such a good cultivation environment."
At this time, another hoarse and unpleasant voice sounded, "Not to mention anything else, just to transfer these nine million people, it will take several months. They still need to settle down and make a living elsewhere. If there is no family like us, Official, what should Wuming do?"
Uncle Chu Emperor nodded and said: "This Wuming hasn't figured it out yet. Our family is his help, not a constraint!"
These old ghosts have been living in the court for a long time, and they make careful calculations. On weekdays, with the help of rules, etiquette, and the court, they suppress the warriors from lifting their heads.
Even a great master like Yan Xing was repeatedly manipulated by the captors for their salary and treatment.
Most of them, in order to prolong their lives, stripped away the lives of other warriors and transplanted them into their own bodies.
It is inevitable to have a high self-esteem and arrogance.
Even though they knew that Tang Yuan's military power was extraordinary, the philosophy they pursued was... no matter how great a person's power was, it was still limited. Facing the rolling trend of the world, it was like a mantis' arm acting as a chariot, useless.
And the aristocratic family is the trend!
Among them, those families that have lasted for thousands of years know this very well.
Chu Taizu was also a decisive person in the past, but wasn't he eventually caught in the net spun by his family and assimilated into one of them?
So these dead bones in the tomb think... Tang Yuan is just another Chu Taizu!
The dynasty and warriors are just passing clouds. Only their family is the real controller behind this world.
In their eyes, they had already sent a signal of surrender to Wuming.
Each family sent their most beautiful girls to the Fengmen Headquarters, hoping that they could become friends with Wuming.
But unexpectedly, the news that came back was... Wuming wanted them to give away their own resources to the untouchables who they usually didn't even look at.
Just when they, a group of old ghosts, were discussing happily, they came up with countless tricks to deal with Wuming.
There was a rapid knock on the door!
After opening the door, a young man hurriedly ran in and said in a panic: "Oh no, that... that Wuming has had people forcefully break into our major families and distribute food and wealth!"
"What!" The heads of the Lan family stood up and shouted angrily, "Wu Ming is digging his own grave by cutting himself off from our family!"
These words caused many old ghosts to applaud and cheer, and they all echoed the words.
"Oh!?" A cold voice came from above the head, "I wonder what kind of method a certain person is digging his own grave."
The roof was suddenly blasted open, and the sun shone brightly, illuminating the old ghosts in the graves, all of them covering their eyes involuntarily.
Seeing Tang Yuan's figure, they were not stupid enough. They knelt down one after another and said in a sad voice: "Master Wuming, don't be fooled by the slanderous villain. Our family is the root of this world. If you act like this, How can you sit still in this world!"
Tang Yuan glanced at these old ghosts in shock, how could anyone be so stupid.
He sneered, "The world? Aristocratic family?"
Uncle Chu Emperor thought Tang Yuan had heard it and said hurriedly: "If nothing else, you want to transfer the people in this city. Without the management of our family, how should we deal with such a large-scale population movement?"
Tang Yuan was really too lazy to look at these fools, looking at them with frightened and disbelieving eyes.
With a casual punch, they were beaten into powder.
At the same time, across the entire capital, streaks of transparent energy fell down.
Those powerful families, martial arts sects, god-worshiping sects...all the forces that opposed Tang Yuan were shot and exploded in the air, splattering blood all over the ground.
His fist is the general trend, and his will is God's will!
Under this most simple and unpretentious act of violence, Tang Yuan's idea was completely implemented!
People still alive today are either sensible, honest, or both.
Under the management of many masters and warriors, every common person received enough food to survive, and then gathered in the blank square today.
Tang Yuan looked at the dense crowd. With a wave of his sleeve, nearly a million people disappeared. In just a few strokes, all the people entered his sleeve.
This is the world in his sleeves simulated by Tang Yuan with the help of Shenming Cong to "hide the void".
Although it is far from being as good as the authentic magical power that is famous all over the world... With a wave of his sleeves, it is just a matter of time to pretend to be a whole world.
But it is easy to carry a mere few million people. It is a piece of cake.
But for many masters in this world, this is an out-and-out miracle, leaving them stunned and speechless!
I could only sigh crazily in my heart, "Is this really something a warrior can do?"
In fact... Tang Yuan plans not only to move the people in the capital of China, but also all living beings in the entire world!
What happens in China is happening in all states at the same time.
This is the ability of the "substitute" of the Divine Life Cluster.
As for why he did this, to avoid accidentally injuring people during the battle and causing karma was only part of it.
More importantly... if that god wants to revive, recovering the Divine Life Cluster is only a part of it.
The body is easy to create, but the soul is difficult to regenerate.
And the remnant soul of this god exists in thousands of people in this world.
This secret may not even be known to the organization, but it cannot be hidden from the Tang Demon Lord who plays with souls.
From the beginning to the end, Tang Yuan had no intention of letting the god wake up and compete with him again.
He would make it impossible for her to even wake up!
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At the same time, in the Void Sea...or in the mysterious orifice of the god, a bloody killing had come to an end.
Jiayi casually slapped the old man who created him to death, and said coldly: "Chirp, Chirp, Chirp, why didn't I kill you earlier!"
Covered in blood, he walked into the room that had been protected to the highest standards.
Look at the embryos floating in the clear liquid.
He showed a cruel and bloody smile, "Now, it's your turn to become my food!"
