Chapter 600: Mortal Empires are all floating sands, quietly waiting for the coronation of the God Position to determine the universe

[Big-Breasted Kitty]: Ah Qing, are you not on Douluo Continent right now?

[Papa Douluo]: Mn, I am in a place called Sea of Chaos Burials, considered an independent different space. Messages from market signals cannot be transmitted in.

As soon as these words came out, the Chat Group fell silent for two seconds, followed by the message notification sound starting to ring crazily.

[A Rogue Rabbit]: Sea of Chaos Burials? What kind of place is that? Is it dangerous?

[Little White-Eyed Wolf]: emmm, it does not sound like a good place.

[Papa Douluo]: Rest assured, it is not some dragon’s pond or tiger’s den. Da Ming is also by my side, nothing will happen.

[A Rogue Rabbit]: Ah? Da Ming is also there? He ran with you to that what-sea?

[Little Witch]: Wow oh.

[Little Witch]: Going out and still needing to bring a 100,000-year-level Azure Bull Python as a personal bodyguard, Ah Qing, you cannot find a second person with this kind of face in the entire continent.

[Bingbing]: Azure Bull Python?

[Bingbing]: So, the person who swaggered past the The Far North a few days ago, bringing several Ferocious Beasts to pin A-Tai down in the snow and beat him up... was you?

[Bingbing]: Why didn’t you tell me and Xue’er your identity from the beginning?!

Looking at Bingbing’s questioning, Lin Qingmo felt slightly ashamed.

The turmoil in the The Far North was purely an accident.

At that time, Bingdi and Snow Empress appeared together, the coercion of the two The Far North Heavenly Kings was monstrous, wind and snow danced all over the sky, and that posture was simply going to freeze the entire world.

[Papa Douluo]: Uh...

[Papa Douluo]: I said I was fighting too deeply at that time and completely forgot that you were also in this Chat Group, do you believe it?

The Chat Group fell into an eerie dead silence.

After a long while.

[Bingbing]:...

[Snow Empress]:...

The Ice and Snow Two Emperors of the The Far North were completely speechless.

If Lin Qingmo had directly revealed his identity in the The Far North back then, how could they have put on that posture to confront him?

Everyone was a group member, even if A-Tai was beaten up, that was A-Tai’s own lack of skill, how could they make the atmosphere so tense!

[Yanzi~]: Ah Qing, when on earth are you coming back?

[Yanzi~]: The continent is now in a complete mess, Spirit Hall has made a big move over there, I see the sky is about to collapse!

Looking at Dugu Yan’s anxious words, Lin Qingmo put away his joking thoughts.

The continent was indeed in chaos.

[Papa Douluo]: I was still struggling whether to continue walking deeper into the Sea of Chaos Burials.

[Papa Douluo]: Since something happened to the continent, then let’s go back and take a look, but before going back, there still needs to be some preparations.

Sending out the last message, Lin Qingmo neatly and decisively closed the Chat Group light screen.

He did not feel flustered at all.

Because he knew very well that the culprit who caused the continent to be in a complete mess was quietly lurking in the Chat Group at this moment, peeping at their every word and deed.

The founding of the Martial Soul Empire in the original work was originally an inevitability.

It just made all of this come a little earlier than expected.

Bibi Dong was a woman with ambition, means, and an extremely strong desire for control.

But Lin Qingmo was not worried in the slightest.

Because that was his woman.

An ambitious woman wanted to stir up a storm on the chessboard, then let her stir it.

Bibi Dong launching the war ahead of schedule at this critical juncture must have her reasons.

...

Deep in the Sea of Chaos Burials.

Unknowingly, it had been two years.

Ever since strongly defeating Jiuyou Gue last time, Wue indeed kept his promise and no longer monitored or made things difficult for them.

In these two years, he led Ah Yin, Bi Ji, Zi Ji, and Da Ming all the way deep, horizontally pushing across countless floating islands.

The high-tier Soul Beasts that died in their hands were countless.

Top-grade Soul Bones were even innumerable.

The items were good items, enough to make Titled Douluos fight head over heels if placed outside.

But the regret was that a top-grade Soul Beast truly reaching over 100,000-year and whose attributes completely matched his Martial Soul had not been encountered a single one so far.

Although the Sea of Chaos Burials was large, it was just like that.

It was time to go back.

"Bi Ji, Zi Ji, Da Ming." He shouted.

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!

In just three breaths of time, the black fog in the distance was forcibly torn apart.

Three incomparably powerful figures turned into streams of light, steadily landing in front of Lin Qingmo.

Zi Ji was dressed in a purple tight outfit, outlining her voluptuous figure. As soon as she landed, she crossed her arms and raised her eyebrows slightly.

"Why did you call us?"

Zi Ji gave him an ungracious look.

"Which unlucky Soul Beast have you taken a fancy to again?"

"Let’s make it clear first, this king will absolutely not make a move on those dirty and smelly guys hiding in the mud!"

Lin Qingmo looked at her unruly appearance and chuckled softly.

"Not looking for Soul Beasts anymore."

His tone was calm, carrying indisputable determination.

"Pack up, we are preparing to return, heading back to Douluo Continent."

Hearing these words, Zi Ji’s pair of purple eyes suddenly lit up, and her original impatient expression was swept away.

"We should have gone back long ago!"

She unceremoniously rolled her eyes heavily, and her slender legs lightly kicked away a piece of broken bone by her feet.

"This ghost place has nothing but bones and black fog, this king has been tired of staying here long ago!"

Bi Ji standing aside was much gentler.

She was dressed in a green skirt with a soft temperament. Compared to Zi Ji’s fiery temper, she always considered things more comprehensively.

"Going back is naturally extremely good."

Bi Ji spoke softly, with a hint of contemplation between her brows.

"It’s just... how should we leave?"

"The spatial barrier of this Sea of Chaos Burials is extremely solid, forcing our way through might not be appropriate."

Lin Qingmo was fully confident.

"There is no need to force our way through."

He raised his hand and pointed in the direction of the deepest part of the Sea of Chaos Burials.

"There are specific departure rules here."

"We only need to find the Spirit Stone, and we can activate the teleportation array to return directly to the outside world."

Da Ming’s huge body coiled in the rear, his huge bovine head nodded slightly, making a muffled sound.

"Are those Spirit Stones easy to find?"

Lin Qingmo smiled.

"Even if they are not easy to find, we still have to find them."

"However, the time flow rate in the Sea of Chaos Burials is much faster than the outside world."

"We have plenty of time to look slowly. As long as we search every inch of this space, we will always be able to find the traces of the Spirit Stone."

Hearing him say this, several people nodded at the same time, with no further objections.

...

Wuhun City, Angel God Temple.

The pure and flawless Holy Light rippled like water waves, covering the entire magnificent hall.

The hustle and bustle, disputes, and killings of the outside world were all isolated outside in front of this Holy Light.

In the center of the grand hall.

Qian Renxue sat cross-legged and suspended in mid-air.

Six huge angel wings slowly stretched out behind her, sacred and inviolable.

She slowly opened her eyes.

In her golden eyes, divine force flowed like liquid, exuding an indifference that surpassed all living beings.

Just a moment ago, she found a glimmer of breathing space amidst the extremely painful torment of the God Trial.

With a slight movement of her mind, she split off a wisp of Mental Power and glanced at the Chat Group that suddenly had movement in her mind.

There were not many messages in the group, but those few lines of words shocked her.

"Martial Soul Empire..."

"That woman actually really took this step."

Qian Renxue frowned slightly, a trace of indescribable and complex emotion appearing on her peerlessly beautiful face.

She understood Bibi Dong too well.

She was a madwoman who would stop at nothing to achieve her goals.

Once she decided to found a country, it meant that the flames of war across the entire continent would be completely ignited, and misery for the living was a foregone conclusion.

However...

The doubt in Qian Renxue’s heart gradually expanded.

"Why didn’t Grandfather make a move to stop her?"

The existence of the Elder Hall was originally meant to check and balance the power of the Pope’s Palace.

With High PriestQian Daoliu’s peerless cultivation, as long as he said the word "No", Bibi Dong’s ambition could never have expanded so smoothly.

Could it be that even Grandfather couldn’t suppress that woman anymore?

A trace of irritability and doubt flashed through her mind, causing the Holy Light around Qian Renxue to fluctuate slightly.

But soon, she took a deep breath.

The distracting thoughts in the bottom of her heart were forcibly stripped away and crushed by her.

Now was not the time to think about these things at all.

The Angel God Trial had reached its most critical and perilous stage, and a slight carelessness would mean eternal damnation.

She couldn’t leave this temple even half a step right now.

Even more so, she couldn’t let any slight disturbance from the outside world disorder her Dao Heart.

Bibi Dong.

Qian Renxue silently chanted this name in her heart, her golden eyes returning to the calm and unruffled coldness of an ancient well.

Moving faster, so what?

Secular power, MortalEmpires, in front of true deities, were nothing more than sandcastles that could be wiped away with a wave of a hand.

Wait until your ridiculous Empire is established, wait until you are complacent in the Mortal dust.

Wait until I cross the final chasm, inherit the Angel God Position, and rule the world!

By then, everything will be over.

Qian Renxue slowly closed her eyes.

The six wings gathered together, completely wrapping her exquisite and graceful body.

The extremely pure power of the angel surged and circulated within her body once again, scouring her Mortal flesh and blood over and over again.

Inside the temple, death-like silence was restored once again.

The wind and rain of the continent could not blow here temporarily.

(End of Chapter)

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