The ancient sacred mountain.

In the lobby of the headquarters of the Beast Emperor Pavilion, the Pavilion Master Gu Xinyue sat on the top of the Pavilion Master’s throne.

Ye Fan sat aside with a calm expression, as if thinking about something.

Hua Yuan and Jian Hongyu were seated on the left and right sides respectively, and thirty or forty elders of the Martial King gathered together to discuss how to deal with the revenge that the Zihuang Sect might bring a year later.

"The Zihuang Sect is extremely powerful. I guess they will not send a Wuhuang Emperor-level giant to the ancient land of the ancestor god because we injured a young sect. At most, the Wu Wang will come. But just sending a group of top Wu Wang is also a huge threat to our Beast Emperor Pavilion. You must come up with a solution as soon as possible! Do you have any ideas, speak freely!"

Gu Xinyue's clear and beautiful eyes looked at the elders of the Martial King in the hall and asked for their opinions.

"The members of the Martial King Realm of my Beast Emperor Pavilion are here, with a total of less than forty Martial Kings. If the Martial King sent by the Zihuang Sect is less than forty or less than forty or fifty Martial Kings, then we have a chance of winning. But if the enemy comes several times that of our Beast Emperor Pavilion, the situation may be bad."

"The problem now is that we don't know how many martial kings the Zihuang Sect will send to the ancient land of the ancestor god. How can we arrange countermeasures?"

"Oh...even if we win once next year, the Zihuang Sect can rule out more powerful Martial Kings. Can we win twice or three times?"

The elders were all frowning and could not think of any good countermeasures.

Even King Wu was shaken in his heart.

The atmosphere in the headquarters building was extremely heavy.

Even though the ancient sacred mountain was surrounded by tens of thousands of coalition forces from the ancient land of the ancestor god, they had never lacked confidence as they are now. Although the Yin Imperial City coalition was large and powerful and powerful, it was actually a mess of sand inside and could not attack the ancient sacred mountain, so they could only retreat to the Yin Imperial City and left it alone.

But the Zihuang Sect is completely different, a giant force that is even larger than the sum of the entire ancient terrain of the ancestral god.

Even if the Zihuang Sect sent people once and second time, it would not be a big deal. If the forty Martial Kings were not able to do it, they would send eighty Martial Kings. If they didn't do it, they would send one hundred and sixty Martial Kings, constantly sending more people, and even Martial Kings until the weak Martial Kings were completely defeated.

Anyway, there are many masters in the Martial King Realm of the Purple Phoenix Sect, and it is a casual matter to send hundreds of Martial Kings.

Therefore, once the Beast Emperor Pavilion is an enemy of the Zihuang Sect, one or two victory can only delay, and it is only a matter of time to be destroyed.

This made the elders of the Beast Emperor Pavilion despair.

"If it really doesn't work, we can only disband the Beast Emperor Pavilion, leave the ancient land of the ancestor god to go their separate ways, and avoid the pursuit of the Zihuang Sect. Although the Zihuang Sect is strong, it is impossible to chase us in countless places in the entire Shenwu Continent. When we are dispersed, the Zihuang Sect has no target to attack."

Elder Yu Zhiyuan whispered.

"Shut up, how can we easily disband the Beast Emperor Pavilion, which we have spent decades of hard work, just like this! Even the coalition forces of Yin Imperial City, which have several times the strength of the troops, have been attacked by such a big crisis. How can we disperse because of a little setback?"

Suddenly, the elder Jian Hongyu shouted angrily.

"Then the elder said what should I do? Do you have a better idea?"

Yu Zhiyuan disagreed.

“…”

Jian Hongyu was speechless. If he had an idea, he would not be so anxious. He could only say angrily: "I don't have any good ideas, but the Beast Emperor Pavilion cannot easily disperse like this."

That's why the Zixuan Dynasty sent envoys to find him.

"What did you promise to the Martial Saint?"

Gu Xinyue's heart skipped a beat, and her eyes couldn't help but show her worries.

She knew that Ye Fan made a promise to the Martial Saint when he was offering sacrifices, but she never knew what it was.

Ye Fan obtained the extremely precious blood of the ancestor god through sacrifice. In exchange for sacrifice to the Martial Saint, the price he paid would definitely not be lower than the blood of the ancestor god he obtained.

The key to the success of the sacrifice is that the priests ask for what they need, while the priests pay what the priests want.

The Martial Saint is so powerful that he wants far more than a priest wants.

Therefore, the chance of success of sacrifice is extremely low, and any altar sacrifice, the value of the priest's work will exceed the value of the things he has obtained.

"The important secrets related to the Zixuan Dynasty cannot be leaked for the time being, so as not to cause trouble. But don't worry, this promise has not harmed me at all. But I want to do an important thing for the Zixuan Dynasty to repay the Martial Saint to help me find the blood of the ancestor god."

Ye Fan smiled bitterly.

Gu Xinyue was puzzled, but she felt a little relieved. As long as this promise was not harmful to Ye Fan, it would be fine. Where can I get help from the Martial Saint to find the blood of the ancestor god? Ye Fan did something for the Zixuan Dynasty in return, which is also what he deserved.

The two stood up and headed towards the Beast Emperor Pavilion.

The elders of the Beast Emperor Pavilion changed their faces, stood up one after another, followed Ye Fan and Gu Xinyue to the attic to welcome the special envoys of the Zixuan Dynasty.

The Firemaned Leo, guarded by the Imperial King of the Purple Xuan Dynasty, went up the mountain without any obstacles and soon stopped in front of the headquarters of the Beast Emperor Pavilion, the peak of the ancient sacred mountain.

Under the leadership of Gu Xinyue and Ye Fan, the Martial Kings of the Beast Emperor Pavilion welcomed the imperial envoys at the gate of the headquarters. Although they were large, this high-level envoy car of the Zixuan Dynasty completely overwhelmed the Martial Kings of the Beast Emperor Pavilion in its momentum, which made them feel a heavy pressure that they could not breathe.

The elders of the Beast Emperor Pavilion were all frightened and didn't know what to do.

The previous one, the youngest sect of Zihuang Sect, Gu Huo, had already made them feel anxious and exhausted to deal with it.

Now another senior messenger from the Zixuan Dynasty came, which was even more terrifying and extremely frightened. It was like a storm sweeping away fallen leaves, and there was no way to deal with it.

The Zixuan Dynasty is the co-lord of the Dongzhou people in the Shenwu Continent, a real super giant force.

Since the Zixuan Dynasty replaced the Jialan Dynasty of the previous dynasty, it has been the ruler of the human race for 20,000 years. The Zixuan Emperor granted 800 princes to guard all directions. In the brilliant history, countless martial emperors and many extraordinary martial saints were born.

Even if the seven major human sects of the Shenwu Continent, the Zixuan Kingdom Sect, and other idle forces join forces, they are far from the foundation and power of the Zixuan Dynasty.

The elders of the Beast Emperor Pavilion dared to have the intention of opposing the Zihuang Sect. If they were defeated, they would disband the Beast Emperor Pavilion and go their separate ways to escape. However, if they were given ten thousand courage, they would not consider opposing the Zixuan Dynasty.

The Zixuan Dynasty is the common ruler of the human race, and if it is against the dynasty, it is a traitor. The entire Shenwu Continent Dongzhou cannot tolerate it, and there is no way out except to defect to the alien race.

They don't want to be human traitors.

"I, the Grand Secretary of the Cabinet of the Zixuan Dynasty, Kong Jianqing, was ordered by the Emperor Zixuan to send an envoy to the ancient land. I wonder which one is Ye Fan, the former Minister of War of Canglan Kingdom?"

A thin old man in brocade clothes about a hundred years old walked down from the carriage of the Fire Maned Lion. He looked serious, carried his hands on his back, and looked at the martial kings of the Beast Emperor Pavilion who were greeting him with a bright light, and asked gently.

"I am! I have met the dynasty special envoy, Lord Kong!"
Chapter completed!