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Chapter 1542 Divide

Above the sky, space cracks spread like hideous wounds, and the remaining spiritual energy storms swirled around, carrying broken star fragments.

The fat Taoist priest's fingers were tightly grasping the coffin fragments, dark golden lines were flowing on them, and it seemed that an ancient talisman was looming.

He deliberately slammed the fragments together, making a deafening clang. He swept his eyes around and asked provocatively, "Who else? Grandpas still have a lot of treasures. Do you want to try again?"

Before he finished speaking, the sound waves spread out like a substance, and a few floating clouds in the distance were instantly shattered.

The chubby Taoist priest raised his lips into a wicked smile as he played with the bone flute. His fingertips gently stroked the skull pattern on the flute. A faint green light flickered in the skull's empty eye sockets.

He narrowed his eyes and said lazily, "I didn't play enough just now, how about another song?"

There was a hint of teasing in his tone, as if the crisis before them was just an interesting game.

The three companions beside the old man in dragon robe were in tattered clothes, with hideous wounds all over their bodies. Blood kept dripping from the corners of their clothes, condensing into strange blood beads in the void.

The old man's clenched fists trembled slightly as he looked at the only companion left beside him, then turned his gaze to the people of the Ninth Heaven and Wang Xian's party who were ready for battle.

The strong men in the celestial realm exude a fierce aura, the gods in the nine heavens have brilliant star wheels floating above their heads, and the starlight interweaves into a net; the mysterious shadow of the inner world surrounds Wang Xian, and there is a faint flow of chaotic energy.

The old man in dragon robe felt a chill in his heart, and a hint of hesitation and fear flashed in his eyes. He knew very well that if he continued fighting today, his entire army would be wiped out.

"let's go!"

The old man in the dragon robe gnashed his teeth and said, every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, his eyes were full of unwillingness and resentment, "Wang Xian, and you bastards of the Heaven Realm, I, the Yongyu Dynasty, will remember today's humiliation! The next time we meet, I will make sure you are torn to pieces and your souls are destroyed!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he swung his sleeves, turned around, and was about to tear through space to escape.

The other three old monsters in the forbidden area hurriedly followed him as if they had been pardoned. Their figures twisted and deformed in front of the space cracks, as if even the space was resisting their existence.

"Want to go?"

The nine gods snorted coldly at the same time, and the sound exploded like thunder, shaking the whole world.

The Nine Heavens Galaxy Array started to work again, and the brilliant light of the starry sky poured down from the sky, turning into a huge net of light, covering the fleeing old monsters in the forbidden area.

Wherever the light net passed, the space was burned with charred marks and emitted a "sizzling" sound.

However, the old man in dragon robe was obviously prepared. He took out a pitch-black token from his arms. The surface of the token was engraved with twisted death runes. The runes twisted on the token like living things, emitting a heart-pounding aura.

He crushed the token violently, and a strong breath of death burst out instantly, turning into a black barrier, temporarily blocking the pursuit of the Galaxy Net.

Wherever the breath of death went, the surrounding spiritual energy quickly dissipated, and even the starlight dimmed a little.

Taking advantage of this gap, the four old monsters in the forbidden area scrambled into the space crack. The crack slowly closed, leaving only a faint black mist, indicating their former existence.

The heavenly realm finally regained its temporary peace.

The energy aftermath of the fierce battle just now gradually subsided, the floating debris slowly fell down, and the broken clouds began to gather again.

The experts present all breathed a sigh of relief, and their eyes turned towards Wang Xian with complicated expressions.

Those awed eyes contained recognition of Wang Xian's powerful strength; those fearful eyes revealed concerns about the possible threat he might pose in the future; and the greedy eyes that were still there stared at Wang Xian, thinking about the secrets and treasures on him.

The fat Taoist priest and the little fat Taoist priest walked up to Wang Xian carelessly. The fat Taoist priest patted Wang Xian on the shoulder without any hesitation and said with a hearty smile: "Old Wang, how is it? Is the Taoist master strong now?"

As he spoke, his Taoist robe fluttered in the wind, revealing a few quaint bells hanging around his waist. The bells swayed gently, making crisp sounds.

The fat Taoist priest chuckled and said, "Luckily those old monsters ran away quickly, otherwise we would have to let them all stay here!"

He shook the bone flute in his hand, and the faint light in the skull's eye sockets flickered, as if echoing his words.

Wang Xian felt a warm feeling in his heart as he looked at these two funny guys.

In this world full of dangers, it is not easy to have such a sincere partner.

At this time, the middle-aged man and the woman in white also walked over slowly.

The woman in white had a beautiful face and gentle eyes. She gently handed Wang Xian a jade bottle and said softly, "Take it to recover from your injuries."

The jade bottle is crystal clear, and the liquid in the bottle exudes a faint fragrance, containing powerful healing power.

The middle-aged man was burly, with a fiery aura emanating from his body. He said in a deep voice, "The forbidden land has suffered a great loss this time, and I'm afraid it won't let it go. My friend Wang Xian, you need to improve your strength as soon as possible, otherwise you may not be able to protect your inner world."

As he spoke, his eyes revealed a hint of worry, as if he was worried about Wang Xian's future.

"Thank you, seniors." Wang Xian bowed and thanked him sincerely. "May I ask your names?"

Although, even if these two people did not take action, he would not be in too much danger with his current strength, but he still had to fulfill his obligations!

"Su Qingyan!"

The woman in white had a clear voice.

"Yan Yang Jun!"

The middle-aged man's voice was as loud as a bell.

They were optimistic about Wang Xian's future, and they helped Wang Xian just to gain Wang Xian's favor. Now that Wang Xian asked them their names, they naturally said them without hesitation.

"My friend, what are you going to do next?"

The figure of the Great Lord appeared silently beside Wang Xian. She was surrounded by holy light, with a dignified face and deep eyes, as if she could see through everything.

Wang Xian looked at the imprisoned Dark Hongjun, a smile appeared on his lips, and he said slowly: "Of course, we will divide up the Tiandao Clan first, and then destroy the Yongyu Dynasty!"

As he spoke, his aura surged, shadows of his inner world emerged, and chaotic energy surged wildly around him, as if responding to his determination.

A gentleman's revenge is never too late.

Wang Xian takes revenge all day long!

Now, he is not absolutely invincible in the "Eternal Universe", but no one can kill him easily. Since he has such strength, why doesn't he take revenge?

The holy halo around the Great God suddenly froze, the star ring surrounding his body trembled violently, and the starlight shattered into thousands of fireflies in the void.

Su Qingyan's cold and indifferent face froze instantly, like a jade statue suddenly wrapped in ice. Her eyelashes trembled slightly, and her pupils contracted violently, reflecting the chaotic energy surging around Wang Xian, and her eyes were full of disbelief and astonishment.

His hands, as soft as jade, unconsciously clenched the corners of his clothes, his fingertips turned slightly white, and under the sleeves embroidered with dark ice lotus patterns, blue veins bulging from excessive force were faintly visible.

The burly body of Lord Yan Yang trembled violently, and the nine fire dragon shadows behind him twisted wildly. The crimson flames instantly dimmed into a grayish yellow, and bursts of thick smoke rose from the dragon's body, as if being extinguished by the invisible frost.

His eyes were wide open, blood almost bursting from the corners of his eyes, and a dry "gurgling" sound came from his throat, like a giant beast with its neck strangled. It took him a long time to squeeze out a few broken syllables. His handsome and resolute face was distorted to be almost hideous at this moment, full of shock and worry about Wang Xian's crazy decision.

"My dear friend Wang Xian, do you know the 'Imperial Forbidden Domain Alliance'?"

The voice of the Great God penetrated the void, and the star wheels of the Nine Heavens combined into a complete galaxy map behind her.

"Of course I don't know."

Wang Xian shook his head.

The Great Lord continued, "The Dynasty Forbidden Land Alliance is a forbidden land alliance composed of multiple dynasties. The Yongyu Dynasty is one of them. In this forbidden land alliance, the overall strength of the Yongyu Dynasty is at the bottom."

"The Forbidden Land Alliance is also an offensive and defensive alliance. Once we attack the Yongyu Dynasty, strong men from other dynasties will surely come." Su Qingyan added: "With your strength, you will definitely be able to easily destroy the Yongyu Dynasty and even the Dynasty Forbidden Land Alliance in the future, but now, you can't anger the Dynasty Forbidden Land Alliance."

As a former member of the Forbidden Land, she knew better than anyone how terrifying the Forbidden Land Alliance was. In particular, there were extremely terrifying weapons in the Forbidden Land Alliance, which were terrifying treasures that could easily kill a 'Ten-turn Immortal Emperor'.

"My friend, what you need to do now is to work hard to improve your own strength and foundation. It's just revenge. Once you become stronger, it will be easy." Yan Yangjun also persuaded.

Wang Xian listened to everyone's persuasion quietly, and a smile appeared on his lips again, but his eyes were as deep as the unchanging starry sky: "I appreciate the kindness of all the seniors, and please rest assured that I have the confidence to destroy the Yongyu Dynasty. As for the so-called Forbidden Land Alliance..."

Wang Xian's voice had a strange penetrating power, shocking the souls of all the strong men present. "They'd better not provoke me, otherwise I don't mind destroying their Laozi Alliance."

The Great Lord looked at Wang Xian deeply, and the stars behind her suddenly dimmed by three points. She knew that she could not persuade Wang Xian.

Su Qingyan and Yan Yangjun didn't say anything else.

Wang Xian clapped his hands, "Now let's talk about how to divide up this Tiandao Clan."

As soon as he finished speaking, the originally silent battlefield suddenly became boiling.

The Blood Demon Hall Master was the first to flash in front of the light cocoon. The broken blood flag suddenly pierced into the void, and the blood-colored runes crawled towards the light cocoon like a living thing: "In this battle, my Blood Demon Hall suffered the heaviest casualties. There are seventeen blood demon generals who fell. This heart of Dark Hongjun must belong to me!"

The monks from the Blood Evil Hall behind him immediately set up the Blood River Formation, and a sticky blood-colored mist enveloped the light cocoon.

"The Blood Demon Palace Master is so arrogant!"

The master of Miaoyin Pavilion plucked the strings of the zither with her jade fingers, and a sound wave dispersed the blood-colored mist. Twelve crystal sound mirrors were suspended behind her, and each mirror reflected a different sound rune.

Obviously, she disagreed with the Blood Evil Palace taking away the heart of Dark Hongjun.

The representatives of the hidden families simultaneously offered their secret treasures. Nine ancient mirrors made of different materials formed a spirit gathering array in the air. The mirror lights intertwined into a net covering the light cocoon: "The right arm of Dark Hongjun belongs to us."

All the forces immediately started arguing.

The Dark Hongjun of the Tiandao clan is the most precious treasure among all treasures. Every force wants to obtain more of Dark Hongjun's body, especially some special parts. Many forces are vying for it, such as Dark Hongjun's heart.

Looking at the quarreling forces, the fat Taoist suddenly smashed the coffin fragments to the ground, making a deafening noise: "I say, are you guys annoying? I didn't see you so enthusiastic when we were fighting with the old monster in the forbidden area just now, and now you are here to divide the spoils!"

He pointed his fat finger at Dark Hongjun, "In my opinion, this thing from head to toe should belong to us two brothers. You can't snatch it away anyway..."

"Brother Dao, what you said is wrong!"

The fat Taoist priest interrupted him quickly, spinning the bone flute in his hand. The dim light in the skull's eye sockets swept over everyone, "We believe in sharing among those who see it. How about this? You can share the most essential parts, and you can give us the rest of the bone residue."

He shook the bone flute deliberately. "For example, this head looks quite suitable for making a flute membrane."

"You two wake up."

Wang Xian looked at the two wicked Taoist priests speechlessly. Although the treasures in the hands of these two guys were very powerful, it was estimated that these two guys could not exert the power of the treasures at all now. Now they were just trying to scare those forces.

"I will make the distribution next. If you disagree, please give your opinions."

Wang Xian’s method of distribution is very simple, that is, the numerous forces will completely divide Dark Hongjun equally.

What is a complete split?

For example, the heart of Dark Hongjun.

The heart of Dark Hongjun will be divided into as many parts as the number of forces present, and the same goes for other body parts.

All the forces felt that Wang Xian’s distribution method was very strange, but this was indeed the fairest distribution method.

"Okay, let's do as Young Master Wang Xian said." The head of Miaoyin Pavilion was the first to agree.

"no comment!"

The elders from the secluded family also echoed him.

With two people taking the lead, the rest of the forces also chose to agree.

"I'll do the cutting. Will you have any objections?"

Wang Xian smiled and looked at the powerful men from all the forces.

"No."

Next, under the watchful eyes of a group of powerful men and under the murderous and desperate gaze of Dark Hongjun, Wang Xian completely split Dark Hongjun into two pieces.

After getting their share, each force did not stop and quickly returned to their own territory.

When the Blood Demon Hall wanted to leave, the fat Taoist suddenly stopped them. He looked at the Blood Demon Hall Master with a fake smile and said, "Don't you still want to grind us to ashes? Why are you silent now?"

He deliberately waved the coffin fragments in front of the Blood Demon Palace Master, "Are you frightened by Grandpa's treasure?"

The Blood Demon Palace Master's face turned pale and blue, looking at the coffin fragment in the fat Taoist's hand that could kill a half-step "Ten Revolutions Immortal Emperor", and thinking of the fat Taoist's Ten Thousand Souls Crying Flute, he finally snorted: "This is a different time, and I apologize for offending you before. I hope you two Taoists will forgive me." (End of this chapter)