Changsheng: I can sell everything

Chapter 681 One Man, Destroys a City (Two in One)

In the City God Temple, Song Ciwan did not immediately answer City God Wu's question.

She held the Xinghe Slash in her hand and slowly put the long sword back into the scabbard behind her.

Then he said, "The Fantasy City in Pinglan City no longer exists."

One man, destroys a city!

It’s still a haunted city!
Wu Chenghuang's breathing stagnated, but the divine heart core in his chest was beating rapidly upwards, almost bursting out of his crown in an instant.

He was extremely surprised, but in this extreme surprise, he suddenly felt an inexplicable fear.

What are you afraid of?
I am afraid that everything in front of me is false, all imagination, or maybe, I am afraid that this surprise falling from the sky contains some poison...

In this world, excessive good things always make people inexplicably uneasy.

Although Wu Chenghuang is a heroic spirit who became a god, he still retains his humanity and feels uneasy.

[Divine thoughts, the shock, joy, and fear of a returning spirit-level righteous god, five catties and six ounces, can be traded.]

The old man's emotions finally burst out like a flood. Groups of divine thoughts rushed towards the scale beside Song Ciwan like a waterfall.

[Divine thoughts, the surprise, shock, and worry of a spiritual-level righteous god, seven catties and three ounces, can be traded.]

[Divine thoughts, the sorrow, fear, and confusion of a spiritual-level righteous god, four pounds and five ounces, can be traded.]

[Divine thoughts…]

……

Song Ciwan paid attention to the explanation of the scale of heaven and earth, especially the three words "return to the spiritual level".

A Guiling-level god is equivalent to a returning-to-the-sky immortal among cultivators. As the city god of a county town, Wu Chenghuang can indeed be considered an extremely powerful one.

The old man provided so many divine thoughts, which made the power of Song Ciwan's sword just now worthwhile.

What Song Ciwan would not tell Wu Chenghuang was that, although the previous knife strike seemed easy, she actually encountered great obstacles in the process.

At the same time, she did not pay a price for using a knife to destroy a city.

A lifespan of five hundred thousand years!

In this world, besides her, who else can pay such a price?

Even Song Ciwan, whose original lifespan was more than 4.5 million years—

At first glance, 4.5 million minus 500,000, she still has 4 million years of life left. These "mere" 500,000 years will not seem to have any big impact on her.

But in fact, at this moment Song Ciwan clearly felt an indescribable emptiness and pain raging throughout his entire body, soul, and meridians.

Therefore, these five hundred thousand years are not just five hundred thousand years.

At one point, it even made Song Ciwan feel the pain of physical decline.

It was Song Ciwan who instantly activated the Great Evolution Technique and the body refining technique of the Life and Death Yin and Yang realm, and only then was he able to gradually control the pain.

She also did it by not showing her pain and momentary weakness to Wu Chenghuang.

Of course, Song Ciwan’s destruction of Huanming City did not mean he only paid a price and gained nothing.

She also gained a lot of benefits.

At the moment when the Fantasy City was destroyed, countless invisible auras also broke through a certain node at the same time and rushed towards Song Ciwan.

All the surging energy was finally taken away by the spinning scale of heaven and earth that had been waiting nearby.

[Strange energy, the greed, anger, ignorance, love, hate, and confusion of the world, twelve thousand kilograms, can be traded.]

Twelve thousand kilograms!

This terrifying number can even be said to have opened the door to a new world for Song Ciwan.

It turns out that the strange energy can be so heavy!
At that time, the scale was falling down beside Song Ciwan. It was not that the scale could not handle such a heavy strange energy, but Song Ciwan's own cultivation was still lacking.

To this day, she still cannot unleash the full power of the Scales of Heaven and Earth!

In addition to the strange air, the scales of heaven and earth also received: [The dark air, the dark, gloomy, gloomy, and filthy air of the world... the negative air of the Yang world, 5,800 kilograms, can be traded.]

[Dead energy, the energy gathered in the dead city, 8,200 kilograms, can be traded. ]

[Resentment, the pent-up anger of billions of lives over countless years, 4,800 kilograms, can be sold.]

……

Every kind of energy was heavier than anything Song Ciwan had ever seen before.

In fact, these are not all the real savings in Fantasy City.

The Fantasy City has existed for who knows how many years. How could the energy it has accumulated be so enormous? How could it be measured in just a few thousand or tens of thousands of pounds?
In the Fantasy City, most of the energy was completely destroyed by Song Ciwan's sword.

What the scales of heaven and earth finally took away was just a fraction of the lost money.

Compared to Song Ciwan's other unique skills, the Pohuan Sword Technique is relatively the quietest, and it is extremely difficult to see any terrifying and exaggerated light and shadow effects when the sword is out, but the magic of this sword technique is no less than any of Song Ciwan's unique skills.

To some extent, the sword technique of breaking delusion is even more powerful.

Song Ciwan stood there, and he and Wu Xuanchu remained silent for a while.

Another amazing aspect of the sword technique of breaking delusion is that when Song Ciwan swung the sword, it seemed that what she cut off were not only the delusions of other living beings in the world, but also her own delusions.

Therefore, at this moment, although she had done a stunning feat, her heart was actually very calm.

She took a few breaths in silence, then said, "City God Wu, although the Fantasy City has disappeared now, as long as people are dissatisfied, this mysterious city will appear again one day."

Wu Chenghuang cried out "Ah" immediately. When he heard Song Ciwan say this, his previous shock and fear were relieved. The divine heart core that had been floating and too excited to land finally landed quietly in his heart. He felt a sense of solidity as if he had found the normal rules of the world again.

Wu Xuanchu let out a long breath and said quickly, "It's not surprising. It should be like this."

After a pause, he continued, "However, that should be a long time in the future. Perhaps hundreds of years, or even thousands of years. That would be great. At least for the next few hundred years, Pinglan City will no longer be in danger of being invaded by Gui City. Brother Lu Shi is truly a great man!"

Song Ciwan said calmly: "But there are at least eighty Phantom Cities in Jiuzhou."

Yes, Fantasy City is not a specialty of Pinglan City.

Song Ciwan had known earlier that there was a Fantasy City behind each of the 81 county towns in Jiuzhou.

At the end of every year or the mid-July Festival, all kinds of weird things would spread out of Phantom City, creating a terrifying scene of strange parades.

Of course, Jiuzhou is a mythical world, and there are always monks to deal with such things as hundreds of ghosts walking at night. Many years ago, the disasters in Huanming City were controllable, and the people of the county city could always survive such disasters as long as they stayed at home.

But the situation is different now, and we should deal with the Phantom City differently.

Wu Chenghuang pulled his beard, not knowing how to respond to Song Ciwan's words.

He couldn't ask Song Ciwan to go to all the counties in Jiuzhou and destroy all the Fantasy Cities -

How is this different from kidnapping?
Even if someone can do something, it doesn't mean you can ask them to do it without restraint.

Even though it seems easy for the young man to destroy the Fantasy City, who knows if he will have to pay a price?

Wu Chenghuang is an old man with a keen eye. He always feels that some things seem too easy and fake.

But at the same time, Wu Chenghuang couldn't say—

The remaining eighty county towns have nothing to do with Brother Lu Shi, so Brother Lu Shi really doesn’t need to care about them... and so on.

He couldn't say such words either.

Therefore, Wu Chenghuang could only pull his beard hard and was unable to speak for a long time.

Song Ciwan didn't care whether he could say anything or not. He paused and then asked, "City God Wu, have you ever heard of the story of the three Kunlun Immortals opening the road to heaven?"

Wu Chenghuang's eyelids suddenly twitched.

Nowadays, the Three Immortals of Kunlun is an inexplicably taboo topic.

No matter who mentions it in what context, one must be more cautious. After all, Meixian and Chenxian were killed by Song Zhao, the number one genius!
Wu Xuanchu said carefully, "I didn't know it at first, but later I heard what Song Tianjiao said, and then I got some information about it."

Song Ciwan said: "The moment I destroyed the Phantom City just now, I seemed to sense that in the infinitely distant world, at an unknown node that intersects with the Phantom City, there was a Zerg hissing. When the Phantom City was destroyed, a certain Zerg must have suffered heavy damage."

Wu Xuanchu asked doubtfully: "Zerg?"

Song Ciwan said, "Some time ago, when that person died, an insect plague suddenly broke out in Kyushu. City God Wu, I came here for this matter."

Without waiting for Wu Chenghuang to ask, she continued: "The so-called insect race is also called the ancient god insect race."

Wu Chenghuang was startled.

Little did he know that when he uttered that sentence just now, Song Ciwan was also stunned.

Song Ciwan bluntly said the four words "ancient god insect race". Before she uttered these four words in full, she had actually already prepared herself mentally to encounter another heavenly calamity.

However, Song Ciwan might not take the "heavenly tribulation" seriously now. At the same time, she was also fully prepared to resist it no matter what the heavenly tribulation was and continue to say what she had to say.

But who would have thought that the result now was that Song Ciwan uttered those four words easily, but the so-called heavenly tribulation that was expected did not react at all!
There was no reaction from the heavenly calamity. Everything in the City God Temple was clear and quiet, just like usual.

Only Wu Chenghuang silently chewed on these four words, feeling vaguely thrilling.

He had an ominous feeling, as if just hearing those four words gave him a horrible premonition of the sky falling and the earth collapsing.

Wu Chenghuang asked nervously, "Brother Lu Shi, could the existence of Phantom City also be related to the ancient... Zerg?"

He subconsciously swallowed the word "God".

Song Ciwan immediately looked at him again and found it extremely interesting. The old city god's sensing and response abilities were incredibly sharp.

Song Ciwan nodded and said, "It should be related."

After a pause, he continued, "City God Wu, I now have a strong premonition that the existence of the ancient god insect race is related to the greed, anger, ignorance, hatred, resentment and injustice in the world.

The people of the world were dissatisfied, so the Fantasy City was built. The Fantasy City also provided support to the Ancient God Insect Tribe. If the Ancient God Insect Tribe wanted to invade Jiuzhou, it would surely be multi-faceted and multi-route.

One is from the secret realm of the spirit world, the golden elixir method, and the other is from the invasion of the world by the Fantasy City. "

Song Ciwan combined what he had seen and known over a long period of time, and slowly sorted out all the speculations in his mind.

Then she concluded: "But I still don't know whether these two routes are all the routes for the invasion of the Ancient God Zerg. Maybe there is a third, fourth... or even more routes."

Wu Chenghuang suddenly felt a great terror like an abyss. He couldn't help but pull his beard again and said, "Brother Lu, you, you... don't lie to me!"

Song Ciwan laughed and said, "Why would I lie to you? Is there anything about you that's worth me lying to you about?"

Wu Chenghuang suddenly felt resentful.

Although he also felt that he had nothing worth being deceived by in front of this master, but... it was actually okay not to say some things!

He just asked back, not seriously questioning.

He was just relieving his inner tension!

Wu Chenghuang had a worried look on his face, and he had almost pulled out all the short beard under his chin.

Finally, Song Ciwan said, "City God Wu, please tell all the masters above the Celestial Immortal level in Jiuzhou that Song Zhao will be waiting for you at Zhelong Mountain outside the capital on the fourth day of July."

Wu Chenghuang pulled out all his beard with a click.