After the immortal disappeared

To be honest, no one knows how powerful Emperor Jiuyou is. Even Qingyang is very interested, because when this kid made trouble in the Heavenly Palace, she chased him everywhere, but now he dares to claim that he killed Miaozhantian with his own hands. Who can make such rapid progress after five years?

If this happened to someone else, it would sound fake. But if we say that this is He Xiao, it doesn't seem unacceptable.

Of course, Qingyang also knew what these people were expecting.

So she sneered and said generously: "No matter how many masters Jiuyou has around him, they are just a drop in the ocean in the entire Shining Gold Plain. The chances of you encountering one are extremely small."

Of course, this statement certainly could not reassure everyone, so she immediately added: "But the gods are kind and willing to relieve your worries. Therefore, I have eight bodies of gods here, ready for your emergency needs."

The messengers were just beginning to feel excited, and one of them asked, "Which gods can we ask for help?"

"The original deities or subordinate gods of Baizhantian, Duowentian, Guanglitian, and Tongming Zhenjun. Depending on the situation on the battlefield, even Lingxu Saint may come down to the world in person!"

Everyone was shocked: "Are you serious?!"

He is the leader of all the gods in Lingxu. Is it possible that he will show up to defeat Emperor Jiuyou?

"I am the guardian of the Heavenly Palace. My words and actions represent the will of the gods!" Qingyang's voice echoed in the courtyard, and every word was shocking. "Anyone who has any questions can get up and leave now, but from this moment on, you will be isolated from the sight of the gods!"

Everyone was shocked when they heard this.

Whoever dares to leave, the gods will never pay any attention to him again.

The Lingxu gods don't want to pay attention to the mortals, and the other minor gods and wild gods will ignore them even less. If this force loses its roots in Shanjin, it will have to rely on itself from now on.

The guardians of the Heavenly Palace should not show too much patience or respond to every request, otherwise these human forces will think they are indispensable and take advantage of them.

This is the Gold Plains. When dealing with the natives here, you must use power more than kindness.

Qingyang waited for a while, but the messengers' buttocks seemed to be stuck to the chairs and they didn't move at all.

"There will be more divine bodies to support Shanjin later." Qingyang smiled, "In short, now is a great time for everyone to join forces and disrupt the enemy's rear. The assistance from the Heavenly Palace has also arrived. The opportunity for battle is fleeting. If you miss these few months, I don't need to say more about what you will face in the future."

By this time, the ultimatum from the Heavenly Palace was also very clear:

Otherwise, the powerful people in Shanjin would send out their troops and take advantage of the opportunity when Emperor Jiuyou was training his troops to start uprisings everywhere in his territory, and the gods would give their strong support.

Alternatively, they could remain huddled in their own territory and not provoke Emperor Jiuyou, but he would most likely come knocking on their door in the end, and by then, no one would be able to help them because the gods had already abandoned them!

Cooperate with the gods to fight against the Nine Nether Emperor; or be abandoned by the gods and then destroyed by the Nine Nether Emperor.

Choose one of the two.

For these powerful people, there is actually nothing good to choose from.

Heroes come and go on this plain, and no one has a good ending. Only the gods are eternal.

Qingyang further offered some sweet ideas:

"Of course, whoever stands out in the next war will be given more resources by the gods!"

After the meeting, the envoys returned to report to their lord with Qingyang's conditions and the sincerity of the gods.

Yuan Xuan stood by and listened silently, and did not dare to say a word until he came back from seeing the guests off.

The Palace Master has eight bodies of gods in his hands? How come he doesn't know?

The Palace Master also said that all the righteous gods will come to the human world in person to fight against the army of Emperor Jiuyou?

This, this...

It sounds outrageous, but the messengers left with a lightness of step.

A group of ignorant mortals who have no idea what the arrival of the righteous God means.

Having said that, only an opponent of the level of True Man Qianhuan is worthy of the God Miaozhan to come down to the mortal world in person. The rest, haha.

Qingyang seemed to have heard his inner thoughts and said without even raising his head:

"What do you think they lack the most?"

Yuan Xuan was startled and asked tentatively:

"army?"

"If I give them an army, they will lack weapons; if I give them weapons, they will lack food; if I give them food, they will lack tactics. The more I give them, the bigger their loopholes will be, like a bottomless pit." Qingyang sneered, "What they lack is ability!"

When she returned to Yaodi, Bai Tan came over after hearing the news and got straight to the point:

“Palace Master, I heard that these envoys took away a lot of divine bodies. This, this…?”

"That's right." Qingyang said without blinking, "They need help, and the gods are always generous."

Generous? Bai Tan almost sneered when he heard these two words.

If the gods were generous, they would have helped him end the chaos in Yaodi long ago! He would have had more time to train his troops, consolidate his rear, and sort out the chaos.

But the gods not only allowed the internal strife among Yaodi, but also secretly supported his opponents!

It was not until the Nine Nether Emperor appeared out of nowhere and burned down temples everywhere that the gods became anxious and decided to support him!

But he did not dare to show his dissatisfaction: "Then, you still have a few bodies of gods in your hands, can I..."

According to the information he obtained, Qingyang had sent out more than a dozen bodies of gods!

Those were the vessels for the gods to descend, and each one had to be carefully selected. If they were all given to the monkeys on the Golden Plains, would he still be able to get them?

"Don't worry, you are the most favored by heaven, so naturally you will get the largest quota." Qingyang stretched out five fingers to him and shook them lightly twice.

"Okay, Your Majesty is magnanimous, and Palace Master has worked hard!" Bai Tan felt relieved after getting her promise. After a few more pleasantries, he hurried away.

Before turning around, a thought flashed through his mind:

Are there really so many gods?

But this thought was swept away in an instant.

Yuan Xuan, who was with Qingyang, had become numb from hearing these past two days.

The Palace Master handed over more than twenty "bodies of God" to the messengers, including the one just promised to Bai Tan!