Chaos Spirit Field

As time passed, the Five Directions Divine Emperors were gradually buried under the earth, never to make a sound again. Witnessing this scene, Zhao Shanhe couldn't help but feel a wave of regret. Recalling his experiences with the Primal Chaos Spiritual Field, he suddenly felt that the field was quite sinister, like a villain, devouring people.

Just before entering the Yuanchu Secret Realm, Zhao Shanhe suddenly had the urge to divine the fortune of his journey. However, the hexagram indicated a divinatory omen of great misfortune! Cautious by nature, he quietly sought out the Death Source Divine Lord and, with its power, successfully achieved a breakthrough to the Divine Emperor realm. The process of this breakthrough was incredibly erotic, but too private to be shared with outsiders, not even Feng Shiya.

Zhao Shanhe's deduction skills were unparalleled, and he must have known about them long before the Five Divine Emperors arrived. He said that to paralyze them and catch them all in one fell swoop. After all, the terrain of the Yuanchu Secret Realm was complex. If one escaped, their true strength would be exposed, and how could they target the others? If they weren't weak, they wouldn't have gone to such lengths. But would it really work?

“Your Majesty, except for the Five God Emperors who have not yet responded, the rest of the God Emperors have all arrived.” The God Emperor of Tiandao Sect replied.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Yunlong's brow furrowed slightly, a flicker of doubt in his deep eyes. He slowly raised his right hand, his slender fingers beginning to calculate rapidly. A moment later, a sneer played across his lips, and he said in a deep voice, "Hmph! Those five idiots are dead. I never imagined my father could persuade the Source of Death to help him achieve a breakthrough to the Divine Emperor realm. Everyone in the Tiandao Sect will be under your command. Zhao Shanhe is currently in the Evil Wolf Valley in the northwest, and he won't be leaving anytime soon. You must detain him at all costs. Never let him even set foot in the Temple of Creation!"

"Don't worry, Lord God, I will definitely fulfill my mission!"

Zhao Yunlong waved his hand and said, "Go ahead."

The Divine Emperor of the Heavenly Dao Sect turned and waved to the people of the Southern Divine Realm behind him, signaling them to follow him. The group set off in a mighty procession. However, just as they were halfway through their journey, a figure suddenly appeared ahead. It was a woman with a graceful figure, her long black robe fluttering in the wind, as mysterious and unpredictable as a ghost in the night. Her face was shrouded in a faint black mist, making it difficult to discern her true features, but from the vague outline, one could infer that she was a peerless beauty, captivating the whole nation.

Upon seeing this mysterious woman, the Heavenly Dao Sect's Divine Emperor couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart. He hurried forward a few steps, bowed respectfully, and said, "The Heavenly Dao Sect greets the Source of Death Divine Venerable. I wonder if you have any important instructions for your visit?"

The Source of Death God smiled and said, "Tian Dao Sect, don't be nervous. I'm worried that you can't deal with Zhao Shanhe, so I'm here to give you some help. Seven-Colored Light, why don't you come out?"

The Heavenly Dao Sect's Divine Emperor stared solemnly at the Seven-Colored Light Divine Emperor across from him, who exuded a powerful aura. A hint of embarrassment appeared on his face, and he slowly said, "Your Excellency, I have more than enough strength to deal with Zhao Shanhe. I truly do not need any help."

The Death Source Divine Lord standing nearby had a frosty expression, his voice so cold it seemed to freeze the air. "Humph, Zhao Shanhe has already successfully broken through to the Divine Emperor realm. You alone might not be able to handle him. With the help of a Half-Step Divine Lord, we can increase our chances of victory and ensure a foolproof outcome."

The Heavenly Dao Sect's Divine Emperor frowned deeply and refuted with a firm expression, "Origin of Death Divine Honored, please forgive me for being frank. Your relationship with Zhao Shanhe is quite complicated and close, and I truly cannot trust you. This operation is to complete the important task assigned by the Origin of Time Divine Honored. Please forgive me for being unable to obey your command."

Upon hearing this, the Death Source Divine Venerable was momentarily stunned, clearly having not expected such a blunt rejection. But she quickly recovered, a sneer playing across her lips. "Tian Dao Sect, I thought you were incredibly bold, but I didn't expect you to be under a puppetry spell. Hong Jinyun's mastery of puppetry is far from enough! Seven Color Light, I leave these people to you. You absolutely cannot let Zhao Shanhe set foot in the Temple of Creation!"

The Seven-Colored Light God Emperor said expressionlessly, "I obey your command."

At this moment, a loud voice suddenly rang out, as if piercing the sky: "Lord Luo, I'm afraid that your actions are not very kind!"

Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and saw a tall, imposing man slowly approaching. He exuded a powerful aura, making it difficult to underestimate him. This was the renowned Divine Lord of Time.

The God of Death glanced at the newcomer with a playful smile on his face. He slowly said, "God of Time, should I call you Zhao Yunlong or Hong Jinyun?"

Upon hearing this, the visitor's expression changed slightly, but he quickly returned to normal. He responded calmly, "Hong Jinyun suffered a crushing defeat back then. This name is really unlucky. Just call me Zhao Yunlong. I just don't know why Lord Luo sent two Half-Step Lords to deal with Zhao Shanhe. Aren't you afraid that they might accidentally kill your lover?"

Upon hearing this, the Death Source Goddess couldn't help but giggle. She parted her red lips and said slowly, "Zhao Yunlong, don't forget that Zhao Shanhe is your biological father. If you're not afraid, why should I be afraid? If he can die so easily, how can he be worthy of being my man?"

Zhao Yunlong stared intently at the Death Source Divine Lord before him. Time seemed to freeze at that moment, and a tense and oppressive atmosphere hung between them. After a brief silence that felt like an eternity, he finally spoke slowly, his voice deep and powerful: "Since Divine Lord Luo has spoken, I naturally cannot refuse. You are not one to plot against me."

Upon hearing this, the Death Source God was slightly stunned. He asked with a puzzled look on his face, "You were actually plotted against? When did this happen?"

Zhao Yunlong's face was extremely solemn as he spoke in a deep voice, "It's inside the Fortune Tower. At first, I thought you were the mastermind behind this, but now that I think about it carefully, it seems there's someone else. We'll say goodbye today and see you later!"

The Death Source God gazed at Zhao Yunlong's receding figure, her mind a whirlwind of thoughts, restless for a long time. Who was orchestrating this, manipulating it all? Zhao Shanhe? The harmless Space Source God? Or the legendary Lord of Creation? Countless questions flooded her mind, leaving her struggling to comprehend them.

Meanwhile, Zhao Shanhe, trapped within the Primordial Spiritual Field, was completely oblivious to the events unfolding outside. He was completely absorbed in digesting his previous gains. Ever since entering the Primordial Secret Realm, the mysteries were everywhere, and the resulting hexagrams were ever-changing. Only immense strength could give him a sense of security.