ts and kept the HTML tags as they were. Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!"Aha, so the Chikutan Beast entered Xi Xuan Hai from here."Let me know if you have more text y..."Who put you in the coffin and brought you here" the Sky-Reaching War God asked.

Yán Zhēxiān felt a headache coming on and racked her brains for a while.

That day, beyond the realm of Luozhu Yun Mountain, Gu Shujing led Zhang Ruochin away. She used talismans to quickly chase after them. However, after a short pursuit, she was intercepted by Wujiang.

Then, she was attacked and lost consciousness.

After finished narrating everything, he rose from the coffin and looked around, asking, “Where am I”

"Fairy, please wait a moment."

The Mighty Heaven-Defying God of War narrowed his eyes, the divine spear in his hand gleaming with an intense light. He stared at Wen Tong, the Great Deity, and said, "Now, you have nothing left to say, do you"

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Wen Tong, the great divine being, swiftly calmed down and pondered the situation carefully. He said, “Wu Jiang could not have appeared near Luo Zu Yun Shan's star realm. It must be a spirit who has transformed into his likeness, deliberately framing me. Has the God of War not seen through this This is a treacherous plot to use him as a tool.”

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Wen Tong, the great master of martial arts, let out a faint sigh, gritted his teeth, closed his eyes tightly, and clenched his fists so hard that his knuckles crackled. His heart was burning with boundless rage.

In the Holy Realm, he was a representative figure at the Yuanhui level.

After achieving godhood, he advanced rapidly, already surpassing the two-dimensional tribulation and becoming one of the most promising divine beings in the Netherworld to challenge the Divine Sovereign realm. He also had the qualifications to vie for the position of a young palace master of the Underworld Palace.

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Over thirty million years of cultivation, how glorious and radiant it was, how could it have ever suffered such humiliation today

He engraved the hatred for the God of War into his heart, and in the future, he would definitely repay it.

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Of course, more hateful is the spirit who framed him behind his back.

Wen Tong, the Great God, glanced at Li Tan, the demigod, and said coldly, "Of course not him! The Yan Luo Clan could calculate that Yan Zhe Xian was in Wen Tong's Divine Temple, but they couldn't calculate who had captured her."

It is obvious that the unknown deity who transformed into the boundless form must have an extremely powerful spirit behind it.

"With such power and willingness to intervene, in the underworld, there's only the Void Tribulation Palace and Tiannan Life and Death Ruins."

"The possibility of the one from the Void Calamity Palace is greater, after all, the Temple of Destiny hopes that the Ten Clans will unite, but also doesn't want them to be too united. Once the Ten Clans become too united, what value does the Temple of Destiny have How can it maintain its current lofty status"

"Could it be," Li Tan, the demigod, pondered, "that it's neither the Void Calamity Palace nor the Tiannan Mortal Realm. But rather a divine being from Heaven"

After all, when war broke out, the Heavenly Court desperately wanted to incite conflict within Hell.

Wen Tong, the renowned scholar, narrowed his eyes and pondered deeply.

Suddenly, his gaze fell upon Li Tan who was half-conscious.

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I saw nothing, yet everything!

Suddenly!

The Great Divine Master Wén Tong struck with a single palm, reducing her to a puddle of blood.

"Just now, I was so embarrassed, she saw it... there's no way she can survive after this. "

Moreover, the anger in his heart had to be vented.

Wén Tóng, the great god of literature, chest heaving violently, desperately trying to calm himself down. Now, he could only hope that Wújīang had already killed Zhāng Ruochén, seizing a vast amount of奧義 (ao yi) and supreme holy artifacts.

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"Wow!"

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A transmission light talisman flew over and landed in the hands of Wen Tong, the Great God.

The characters on the divine seal are those of the guardian deity of Life and Death Star.

After reading the contents on the luminous script, the divine Wen Tong let out a furious roar that shook the heavens and earth.

"Boom!"

With the Wéntóng Shéndiàn as its center, waves of divine power rippled outwards, causing fear and unease among the disciples of Míng Diàn. They were bewildered, unsure what had provoked such wrath from the divine beings.

The three false gods sent out were all destroyed.

Wujiang, the most outstanding descendant of Wen Tong, a great master, was forced to flee into the Forbidden Sea of Corpses, his life and death unknown.

You all will die.

The Divine Messenger transmitted five divine thoughts in succession, then entered the depths of the temple and arrived beneath a mountain shaped like a palm.

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But, why would this be spread around

Zhang Ruochen was just about to speak.

Xue Tu suddenly shouted, "I understand! I understand! A thousand years have passed, and the Bodhisattva of Prajna is about to abdicate. Once she abdicates, won't there be another fulfillment of the marriage contract Senior brother, this is creating momentum, telling all cultivators that the Bodhisattva of Prajna is already your woman."

Zhang Ruchen looked at Xue Tu with a hint of surprise. He didn't bother to pay attention to Xue Tu's imagination, and said: "You still have to spread it out, Wujang deeply loves the Bodhisattva of Wisdom, precisely because he accidentally learned about this matter, so his mind collapsed, wanting to kill me, even claiming that he wanted to destroy the Bodhisattva."

"Could this be love turning into hate" Blood Slaughter asked.

Zhang Ruochin nodded and said, "The second thing, you have to find some cultivators from the Underworld Clan. Do you have any cultivators from the Underworld Clan among your trusted followers"

Xue Tu patted his chest and said, "Junior brother, I am a top-ranked expert in the Temple of Destiny. Finding a few obedient Netherworld cultivators is child's play."

"Very good."

Zhang Ruochen patted Xue Tu's shoulder and said, "Tell them to spread a rumor."

"Spreading rumors A trivial matter." Blood Slaughter said with a smile.

Zhang Ruchen said: "You made them spread rumors that the Angry God Venerable is Kunlun Realm's Sumeru Holy Monk, and that the Buddha is a cultivator of Kunlun Realm."

Xie Tu’s face froze with a smile, his Adam's apple bobbed. “Senior Brother,” he said, “Isn’t this going too far Spreading rumors about the creation of a divine idol will get people killed.”

"It wasn't you who spread the rumors, it was the cultivators from the Netherworld. What are you afraid of" Zhang Ruochen said.

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The voice of the blood slaughter grew fainter and fainter, as if afraid of being heard by the wrathful celestial venerate.

Zhang Ruchen said: "The Furious God Venerable is such an existence, how could he care about such trivial matters You really don't think that you can use a God Venerable in this way All the cultivators in the world would just treat it as a rumor and laugh it off. Forget it, if you're not going, I'll just use my spiritual power to control a few of the Underworld cultivators myself…"n't seem grateful at all. Instead, he looked very unhappy.Is this really just so ridiculousChu Siyuan and Yue Shuzhi left the Blood God Sect to return and recuperate.Chu Siyuan was grievously wounded....