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"Zhong Lin, do you know why none of the king-level and emperor-level powerhouses took action? Even the Blood Demon Clan did the same. Only the people below started the war?" Sword God Feng Sihan asked with a smile.

Zhong Lin pondered for a moment and said, "This is a war, but it is also a military training exercise. Are you emperors planning to train your troops?"

"Hahaha."

"Not bad."

"The Heavenly Sword Holy Land has truly gained a great disciple!"

"Sword God, I recently obtained an imperial realm inheritance. How about we exchange and let you be my disciple?"

"Sword God, I have a daughter who is as beautiful as a flower, with a natural beauty. Look..."

Sword God Feng Sihan ignored the teasing of the other emperors and said to Zhong Lin with a smile, "The war between the two realms is a danger, but also an opportunity. Ten thousand years ago, although many geniuses and powerful people perished in the last war between the two realms, even many kings and emperors fell, many geniuses also grew up in the war. Most of the geniuses who survived the war between the two realms achieved astonishing achievements, which led to the increase in the number of strong people in the Qingyuan Realm over the next ten thousand years. War is cruel and bloody, but it can also give birth to strong people more quickly, just like raising a Gu to produce a Gu King."

Zhong Lin nodded. It was exactly as he had guessed.

Although war is bloody and cruel, it is also an opportunity for many warriors to improve their strength. You must know that the more you jump between life and death and the Nirvana realm, as long as you don't die, you will be able to greatly accelerate the progress of cultivation. These two realms are also opportunities for ordinary talented warriors to catch up with the geniuses.

"The Blood Demon Clan has the same idea." Sword God Feng Sihan added.

Zhong Lin understood, but he was even more curious about why the Supreme Master called him here. He wouldn't tell him these things, right?

Sword God Feng Sihan also saw Zhong Lin's thoughts and said without further ado, "As for the Blood Demon Clan, the warriors of Qingyuan Realm are not afraid. It's just a matter of whose sword is sharper and whose fist is harder. We will accept the outcome regardless of victory or defeat. However, there is one person that makes us emperors unwilling to accept this."

"Master, are you talking about the Demon Emperor You Boxi?" Zhong Lin asked.

"Yes, that's the person."

Sword God Feng Sihan nodded and said, "The so-called Nine Nether Demon Sect, those who practice evil methods are not a big threat. The real threat is the Demon Emperor You Boxi and other demonic cultivators of the Blood Demon lineage. The techniques they practice are passed down from the Blood Demon Clan. The deeper their cultivation, the more they will transform into the Blood Demon Clan. In the Qingyuan Realm, they are no longer human. The most important thing is that they hide in the dark and may jump out at any time during the decisive battle. We must eradicate them before the decisive battle begins."

"Disciple understands. What do you need me to do?" Zhong Lin said.

"We, the emperors, had originally planned to gang up on him and kill him, but You Boyi was suspicious by nature, so the success rate of luring him out was only 50%. But your appearance has increased it to 80%."

"I?"

"That's right, you."

Thunder Emperor spoke up, "Your battle just now wasn't just witnessed by us. All the Blood Demon Clan's Emperors saw it too. You're unrivaled among those of your level. Even a Half-Step Emperor was killed with a single blow. Your performance was truly remarkable. If you hadn't perished, you still had a chance to become an Emperor. Emperors can even influence the outcome of a battle. The Blood Demon Clan must be utterly resentful of you and want to eliminate you as soon as possible, smothering your weakness. Therefore, if we include you, we'll definitely be able to lure out You Boxi. As long as we can lure him out, he'll be dead for sure."

Zhong Lin took a step forward, his face full of righteousness as he said, "I see. Disciple is willing to be the bait."

“Buddha have mercy on you, benefactor, you must understand clearly that you are only at the king level. You Boxi calls himself the Demon Emperor and his methods are strange. If you are not careful, you will be killed.” The Buddha of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Holy Land chanted a Buddhist name and said in a deep voice.

The other emperors also stared at Zhong Lin, waiting for his answer.

"The heavens are in harmony, and my Dao is flourishing. Warriors are meant to fight against heaven and earth, so why should we fear life and death? I have made up my mind, and I ask you to grant my blessing as a royal family." Zhong Lin said solemnly. So what if you disagree?

Zhong Lin was not naive enough to think that these emperors would give up just because of his talent. If they really gave up, they would not have called him over. Calling him over was not for him to choose, but to notify him.

Having the appearance of an emperor does not mean that you are an emperor. You are still just a king-level warrior.

For a warrior in the King Realm, warriors below the Nirvana Realm can be easily suppressed. Once the domain is opened, unless the opponent also comprehends the domain, they can only be completely suppressed and killed like slaughtering a dog or a chicken.

Similarly, a King Realm warrior would have the same fate when facing an Emperor Realm warrior who had already condensed the Dharma image of heaven and earth.

Zhong Lin had read some descriptions of the Dharma of Heaven and Earth in the Sutra Library of Jiange. The emperors at this level had integrated all their strength into one, and their natal gods could easily mobilize the power of Heaven and Earth. Perhaps just a thought was enough to suppress the kings, leaving them with no power to resist.

At this moment, Zhong Lin is just a more important chess piece on the chessboard, with a stronger role, but he still does not have the qualifications to jump out of the chessboard and become a chess player.

Therefore, when faced with the so-called "bait" plan of the emperors, the only thing you can do is to agree. Believe it or not, you will be agreed to even if you disagree.

"So you still have to have strength!"

Zhong Lin roared secretly in his heart, and the blazing flames in his body became even more violent, burning the many blood pills madly and cleansing the evil spirit in them.

After bowing and taking his leave, Zhong Lin returned to a barren mountain in Beiyuan, closed his eyes and meditated to practice.

At this time, the two realms were tacitly training their troops, and the strong men in the King Realm and the Emperor Realm did not take action. The battlefield seemed cruel and bloody, but it was only the calm before the storm. The war between the strong would be the real factor that would determine the outcome of the war.

This is Zhong Lin’s last chance to improve his strength. If he wants to survive or even become stronger in the next war, he must seize every second and every minute.

Just as Sword God Feng Sihan said, the war between the two worlds is a danger but also an opportunity.

"Even if I have to raise Gu, I want to be the Gu King."

Zhong Lin's face was calm, with a golden flame burning in his eyes. The faint demonic energy between his mouth and nose dissipated, followed by the purest blood essence under the electric current.

With a thought, the power of space spread into the surrounding void.

Baizhang!

One hundred and fifty feet!

Two hundred feet!
Three hundred feet!
Five hundred feet!
The domain is only the external manifestation of the power of the king realm strongman. The real foundation is the perception and mastery of the power of space.

As the purest blood essence in these blood pills flowed out and merged into his body, Zhong Lin only felt that his body continued to expand, every piece of flesh and blood was glowing, as if it was full of strength like a diamond, and every inch of skin began to be filled with the power of space. At this moment, Zhong Lin seemed to have awakened, and every inch of flesh and blood in his body was absorbing the power of space in the void.

At this moment, space began to unfold completely before him. (End of this chapter)