“Who put you into the coffin and sent you here?” Miya Tian War God asked.
Yan Zhe Xian felt a headache, and recalled for a long time.
That day, outside the Luo Zu Yun Shan Realm, Gushaye Jing took Zhang Ruchen away, so she used talisman arts to chase rapidly. However, she had not chased for long before she was intercepted by Wujiang.
Subsequently, she suffered an attack and lost consciousness.
After Yan Zhe Xian recounted all of this, she sat up from the coffin, looked around, and asked: “What place is this?”
“Xian’er, wait a moment first.”
Miya Tian War God’s gaze was cold and stern, the divine halberd in his hand gleaming brightly, staring at Wen Tong Great God, and said: “Now, you have nothing to say, right?”
“A misunderstanding, there must be a misunderstanding among this.”
What kind of figure was Wen Tong Great God, he quickly calmed down, thought through the intricacies, and said: “Wujiang could not possibly appear in the starry sky near Luo Zu Yun Shan Realm, there must be a divine spirit who transformed into his appearance, deliberately framing this god. Does the War God not see that this is someone with ill intentions borrowing a knife to kill?”
Seeing that Miya Tian War God’s killing intent had not subsided, Wen Tong Great God immediately added: “Wujiang is not a fool, it is impossible for him to do something so contrary to reason.”
“Who sent Miss Zhe Xian to the Wen Tong Divine Temple?”
Li Tan Semi-God kneeling outside the hall was terrified to the extreme, and said: “It was the Nether Hall disciples from the Tian Luo God Kingdom Star Domain, following Wujiang’s orders, travelling day and night to deliver the bronze coffin to the divine temple.”
Wen Tong Great God cupped his hands and bowed to Miya Tian War God, saying: “The War God now understands, right? The mysterious figure who captured Miss Zhe Xian is completely using the Yanluo Clan, wanting to borrow the Yanluo Clan’s hand to kill this god and Wujiang.”
How could Miya Tian War God not see that there were many anomalies in this matter?
“But, Zhe Xian was after all found in the Wen Tong Divine Temple, this matter has already touched the reverse scale of the Yanluo Clan, if we do not kill a batch of related cultivators and blood-wash the starry sky, how can the Yanluo Clan deter the villains of the world?” Miya Tian War God said.
Wen Tong Great God hurriedly said: “This god will personally question Wujiang, and will definitely go to Luo Zu Yun Shan Realm to investigate, get to the bottom of this matter, and give the Yanluo Clan an explanation. Please, War God, give this god a chance to clear his own name.”
“In addition, this god has prepared a batch of generous gifts to send to Miss Zhe Xian, as atonement. This matter, this god indeed cannot escape responsibility.”
Miya Tian War God’s gaze was like lightning staring at Wen Tong Great God, he withdrew the divine halberd, and said: “Fine! This seat will give you one month, if you cannot prove your innocence, it is best if you bring your head to the Yanluo Clan to accept death. Otherwise, if this seat acts, not only will he behead you, but also exterminate your entire clan.”
Miya Tian War God took Yan Zhe Xian and left the Wen Tong Divine Temple.
Wen Tong Great God let out a slight breath, gritted his teeth, closed his eyes tightly, his ten fingers clenched into fists with cracking sounds, his heart harbouring boundless anger.
In the saint realm, he was a Yuan Hui level representative figure.
After becoming a god, his progress was rapid, he had already passed two Yuan Hui tribulations, becoming one of the divine spirits in the Hell Realm with the most potential to impact the God Venerable realm, and moreover possessed the qualifications to compete for the Young Hall Master position of the Nether Hall.
Over thirty thousand years of cultivation, how brilliant and dazzling, when had he ever suffered such humiliation as today?
His hatred for Miya Tian War God, he engraved it in his heart, and in the future, he must return it.
Of course, even more hateful was that divine spirit behind the scenes who framed him.
Li Tan Semi-God carefully stood up, walked towards Wen Tong Great God, and said: “Great God, this matter is definitely not Wujiang’s doing.”
Wen Tong Great God glanced at Li Tan Semi-God, and said coldly: “Of course it cannot be him! The Yanluo Clan could divine that Yan Zhe Xian was in the Wen Tong Divine Temple, yet could not divine who captured her.”
“Very obviously, behind that unknown divine spirit who transformed into Wujiang’s appearance, there must be a supreme mental power expert.”
“With such ability, and willing to act, in the Hell Realm, only the Void Great Tribulation Palace and the Tian Nan Life-Death Ruins.”
“The possibility of that one from the Void Great Tribulation Palace is greater, after all, the Fate God Temple both hopes that the ten clans can unite as one, and does not hope that the ten clans unite too much. Once the ten clans unite too much, what value does the Fate God Temple have in existing? And how can it maintain its current transcendent status?”
Li Tan Semi-God said: “Could it be neither the Void Great Tribulation Palace nor the Tian Nan Life-Death Ruins, but a divine spirit from the Heavenly Court?”
“After all, with the war erupting, the Heavenly Court very much wants to provoke internal conflicts in the Hell Realm.”
Wen Tong Great God’s eyes narrowed, and he pondered carefully.
Suddenly, his gaze fell onto Li Tan Semi-God’s body.
Li Tan Semi-God was startled by his gaze, realised something, and immediately knelt down prostrate.
“Why are you so afraid? I just want to remind you that in the future, things sent to the Wen Tong Divine Temple must be checked thoroughly before being allowed in.”
“Yes! This disciple understands.”
Wen Tong Great God added: “Earlier, what did you see?”
“This disciple… this disciple saw nothing.” Li Tan Semi-God knew well Wen Tong Great God’s ruthlessness, her lips trembling, if not for being suppressed by the divine might unable to stand, she might have already fled immediately.
Seeing nothing meant seeing everything!
“Bang!”
Wen Tong Great God struck down with one palm, smashing her into a pool of blood and mud.
His earlier dishevelled appearance, seen by her, how could he let her live?
Moreover, the anger in his heart needed to be vented somewhere.
Wen Tong Great God’s chest heaved violently, he tried hard to calm himself, now, he could only hope that on Wujiang’s side, Zhang Ruchen had already been killed, and a large amount of mysteries and supreme saint artifacts seized.
The layout was so grand, causing an uproar in heaven and earth, it must not go wrong.
“Swoosh,”
A transmission light talisman flew in, falling into Wen Tong Great God’s hand.
The writing on the light talisman was from Yu Shen of the Life-Death Boundary Star.
After reading the content on the light talisman, Wen Tong Great God let out a roar of anger that shook the universe.
“Boom!”
Centring on the Wen Tong Divine Temple, waves of divine power spread outwards, making the Nether Hall disciples all panic-stricken, not knowing what matter had provoked the divine spirit to such fury.
The three false gods sent out had all perished.
Wujiang, Wen Tong Great God’s most outstanding offspring, had actually been forced to flee into the Corpse Sea Forbidden Domain, his life or death unknown.
“You all must die.”
Wen Tong Great God sent out five divine sense transmissions in succession, then entered the depths of the divine temple, coming below a palm-shaped divine mountain.
The divine mountain was dark red.
Within the mountain’s belly, eighteen lightning chains bound a head.
Below the head, purple yin nether fire burned.
The head had been refined like metal, resembling a demonic jar, from within the jar, ear-piercing howls occasionally emanated.
Wen Tong Great God severed the eighteen chains, took the head-shaped jar in his hand, his gaze cold and stern, and said: “Xing Tian, follow this seat to the Life-Death Boundary Star.”
The Xing Tian Jar was precisely under Wen Tong Great God’s control.
Wen Tong Great God must personally go to the Life-Death Boundary Star, no matter what, he had to break into the Corpse Sea Forbidden Domain and rescue Wujiang. Otherwise, within a month, if he could not investigate the matter of Yan Zhe Xian’s capture, would he not have to bear all the blame alone?
Whether true Wujiang or false Wujiang.
In the end, the chief culprit was Wujiang, having no relation to him whatsoever.
Wen Tong Great God carried the Xing Tian Jar and walked out of the divine temple, his remaining five false gods were already waiting outside.
Wen Tong Great God gradually calmed down, and said: “You all follow this god, quietly head to the Life-Death Boundary Star, without this god’s orders, do not act on your own.”
As the words fell, Wen Tong Great God and the five false gods’ figures disappeared outside the divine temple.
On a planet quite distant from the Wen Tong Divine Temple, Chi Yao stood within the array patterns personally inscribed by the Supreme Elder, witnessed everything, then quietly left the starry sky where the Nether Hall was located.
…
As soon as Xue Tu arrived at the Life-Death Boundary Star, he received a task from Zhang Ruchen.
“If you want to enter the Abyss of Darkness with me, you have to go help me do two things.” Zhang Ruchen said.
Xue Tu scratched his scalp, and said: “Still need to do two things?”
Zhang Ruchen’s gaze sank.
“Only two things, leave it to me.” Xue Tu said.
Zhang Ruchen said: “As a top powerhouse of the Death God Temple, you should have quite a few trusted subordinates, right?”
“That is natural.”
Zhang Ruchen said: “The first thing, you must spread a message at the fastest speed.”
“What message?” Xue Tu asked in a low voice.
Zhang Ruchen said: “Zhang Ruchen and Prajna Divine Maiden have long privately pledged lifelong marriage, and have had marital relations.”
Xue Tu’s mouth fell open, staring blankly at Zhang Ruchen in a daze, his scalp numb with shock, and said: “Senior Brother, how long has this been? You and Her Highness the Divine Maiden, unexpectedly… impressive, I admire, this junior brother greatly admires. Understood, no wonder a thousand years ago on the day of Her Highness the Divine Maiden’s engagement to Yan Wushen, Yan Wushen was suppressed and killed by you. Until today, I finally understand the reason!”
“But, why spread this matter?”
Zhang Ruchen was just about to speak.
Xue Tu suddenly said loudly: “I understand! I understand! A thousand years have passed, Prajna Divine Maiden is about to step down, once she steps down, would that not mean fulfilling the marriage contract again? Senior Brother is creating momentum, telling all cultivators that Prajna Divine Maiden is already your woman.”
Zhang Ruchen looked at Xue Tu somewhat surprised, too lazy to pay attention to his wild imaginings, and said: “You also have to proclaim that Wujiang deeply loves Prajna Divine Maiden, precisely because he accidentally learned of this, so his mental state collapsed, wanting to kill me, even claiming to destroy Prajna.”
“He is turning love into hate?” Xue Tu said.
Zhang Ruchen nodded, and added: “The second thing, you have to find some Nether Race cultivators. Among your trusted subordinates, are there Nether Race cultivators?”
Xue Tu patted his chest, and said: “This junior brother is a top powerhouse of the Fate God Temple, finding a few obedient Nether Race cultivators, is that not easy as pie?”
“That is very good.”
Zhang Ruchen patted Xue Tu’s shoulder, and said: “Have them spread a rumour.”
“Spreading rumours? A trifling matter.” Xue Tu laughed.
Zhang Ruchen said: “Have them spread the rumour that Nu Tian God Venerable is Kunlun Realm’s Xu Mi Saint Monk, and Prajna is a cultivator of Kunlun Realm.”
The smile on Xue Tu’s face froze, his throat bobbed, and said: “Senior Brother, this is playing too big, right? Spreading rumours about a God Venerable will kill many people.”
“The ones spreading the rumour are not you, but Nether Race cultivators. What are you afraid of?” Zhang Ruchen said.
Xue Tu felt a chill all over, wanted to back out, and said: “Senior Brother wants to take revenge on the Nether Hall? To provoke conflict between Nu Tian God Venerable and the Nether Hall? But, if Nu Tian God Venerable finds out we are using him, the wrath of a God Venerable, we cannot bear it.”
Xue Tu’s voice grew smaller and smaller, as if afraid of being heard by Nu Tian God Venerable.
Zhang Ruchen said: “What kind of existence is Nu Tian God Venerable, how could he take such a small matter to heart? You do not really think that this can utilise a God Venerable, do you? All the cultivators in the world will only take it as a rumour, and laugh it off. Forget it, if you do not go, I will personally use mental power to control a few Nether Race cultivators…”
Xue Tu hurriedly said: “A small matter! Such a small matter, leave it to this junior brother. To go to the Abyss of Darkness, Senior Brother must take me along.”
