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Xiao Chen quickly recounted the history related to Shenzang.

Everyone's expressions changed.

The plane barrier is broken!

Eldar invasion?

Many people feel like they are listening to a story and are confused!

Even though they were born in a fantasy world, many people have never heard of other dimensions, spatial barriers, and the existence of elves.

"Now that the Holy Son has said this, I remembered that I once read an unofficial history in an ancient book. It was only a dozen words long. The author wrote that divine light shot up into the sky, the sky was colorful, alien races invaded, and the world was stained with blood! Could it be that what he wrote actually existed?" Old Wang, who was so old that his teeth were almost falling out, said in a trembling voice.

"How strong are those spirits?" Zhao Changhe asked.

"There are many Eldar, and the largest number is about ten times stronger than us!"

"What? The weakest one is ten times stronger than us?" Everyone's face changed drastically.

Zhao Changhe was also startled, shocked by the figure of ten times. After a few moments of silence, he asked, "Is the news reliable?"

"Mr. Huang said so!"

Zhao Changhe looked solemn and nodded, saying, "Since Senior Green Armor said so, then it must be correct. It seems that our Great Xia is in trouble!"

The rest of the people also felt very heavy, as if they were carrying a huge mountain on their backs.

This time they are facing enemies from a higher dimension. Their relationship with them is like that between humans and ants, and they are likely to be crushed.

But since the other party has invaded the human world, they can't escape without fighting!

The only option is to fight to the death.

"Master, elders, and fellow disciples, don't worry too much. Everything will work out in the end. I'm telling you this just to give you some idea!" Xiao Chen spoke to comfort them, uttering a proverb that he always thought was unreasonable.

From childhood to adulthood, he never understood why things would work out in the end instead of the ship being destroyed and people dying!

"Son of God is so thoughtful. I will first open the Daotian Holy Pool formation for you and send you into the Yang Pool to absorb the holy liquid." Zhao Changhe said.

Xiao Chen is under an evil curse and cannot delay any longer. Huang Yelang is dead, it's time to solve this problem once and for all!

"Is there anyone among the hall masters who objects this time?" Zhao Changhe asked the hall masters. According to the sect's rules, the opening of the holy pool requires the consent of more than half of the hall masters.

"No problem. I've always said that the Holy Son is a dragon among men, and he will soar to the sky in the future!"

"Hu Zi, weren't you a member of the Huang faction before? Did you always support Huang Yelang? When did you say that?"

"Hehe, I'm in Cao's camp, but my heart is with Han. I was coerced by the Huang family and had no choice but to join. My heart is with the Holy Son!"

The elders of the Huang faction turned against the party one after another, and almost all of those who voted against the proposal last time voted in favor this time.

Wu Heisha and several Huang sect elders' expressions changed. They looked at each other and showed a hint of panic.

Zhao Changhe noticed this scene, frowned slightly, and felt vaguely strange in his heart.

Huang Yelang and Huang Yingxiong are both dead. He opened the Holy Pool for Xiao Chen. Why did they look different?

Could it be that someone has tampered with the Holy Pool?

But it’s impossible!

Without the strange golden key in his hand, no one should be able to open the Holy Pool formation and enter the Holy Pool.

Thinking of this, Zhao Changhe felt a little relieved and led the hall masters towards the Daotian Holy Temple.

"What should we do? We're about to be exposed! With Zhao Changhe's skills, he'll know it was us once he investigates!"

"Wu Heisha, I told you back then that this couldn't be done, but you insisted that the Huang family would win without any risk. Now look what's happening, we're about to face a catastrophic disaster!"

"Shut up! You didn't take the elixirs, precious medicines, and magical weapons the Huang family gave you? Now that something's wrong, you're putting it all on me? Who could have thought that loser Huang Yelang would lose? That old dog Huang Yingxiong couldn't stand up to the man behind Xiao Chen!"

Wu Heisha and several elders of the Huang Sect walked at the end of the team, communicating with each other with serious expressions.

They had planned to run away before, but they found that Zhao Changhe's spiritual sense had locked onto them, and their every move was under his control. They had no choice but to follow him, their hearts pounding at this moment.

Xiao Chen did not find anything unusual and was slightly excited. After going through so many hardships and spending so much effort, he was finally going to get the Daotian Holy Liquid. It really was true that hard work pays off.

Wu Qinglong was also happy for his disciple. It had not been easy for Xiao Chen along the way.

Walking along a wide black stone avenue, they passed through most of Taixu Sect and arrived in front of an ancient silver palace.

The ancient temple is silver all over, majestic and magnificent. It is made of silver rare gold and stone. It is crystal clear and surrounded by silver light. It reveals a mottled ancient style and is also surging with a pure and rich power of light.

"It's worthy of being the divine liquid left by the ancient God of Light. It has such a rich power of light. Just standing in front of the temple, the power of the curse in my body has been suppressed." Xiao Chen was surprised.

Zhao Changhe took a look at the seal on the door, but his face suddenly changed. The seal had been opened by someone, and there was a faint trace of Yuanli remaining on it.

Something is wrong!

Something big might happen!

"The seal of the Daotian Temple has not been opened for decades. Why is there a trace of Yuanli on it?"

"Did someone secretly open it not long ago?"

"Impossible? The key has always been in the hands of the sect leader. Who can open it?"

Some elders also noticed something was wrong.

Xiao Chen was stunned. The Daotian Temple had been secretly opened. Was there something wrong with the holy fluid? Wouldn't that mean he was doomed? Could he be so unlucky?

Zhao Changhe looked at Wu Heisha and the others with a gloomy expression, took out an ancient key made of black jade and inserted it into the keyhole on the seal of the gate.

The ancient key matched the keyhole, and after fusion, it burst into brilliant black light.

A black magic circle appeared, suspended in the void.

A large cloud of black fog surged out, covering the nearly five-meter-high gate!

There was a squeak.

The door opened by itself.

Zhao Changhe rushed in, and the others followed closely behind.

Everyone's expression was solemn. The Daotian Holy Liquid was extremely precious and was related to Xiao Chen's life and death. This was a huge matter!

In the ancient temple, fairy air is curling, silver light fills the sky, and it is filled with a divine essence, which does not seem like a place in the mortal world.

In the middle of the ancient temple, there is a spiritual pool of medium size.

It is divided into two halves like the Tai Chi diagram.

Left is Yin, right is Yang.

In the Yin Pool, blue divine liquid flows, light surges, mist curls, and the blue is intoxicating!

In the Yang Pool, silver light shot up into the sky, filled with pure and majestic power of light, but the divine liquid in the pool was half less than that in the Yin Pool!

Everyone's faces suddenly became extremely ugly!

The holy liquid was really stolen!

Less than half!

It's over now. Half a pool of Yang Liquid is not enough to help Xiao Chen resolve the Thousand Disasters Curse!

Xiao Chen felt like he was struck by lightning. He was a little overwhelmed. After working so hard for a long time, this was the result!

"Wu Heisha, Zhang Zhengchun, come out! What's going on? Where is the half pool of yang fluid?" Zhao Changhe's pupils lit up with lightning and he shouted.

"Wu Heisha, Zhang Zhengchun? Great! So it was these two bastards who did this!"

"He must be killed today!"

Suddenly, the crowd was furious.

"Master, please spare my life. It was Wu Heisha who forced me to do it!" Zhang Zhengchun's knees went weak and he fell to the ground in fear.

"Zhang Zhengchun, you're a loser. You took a lot of benefits, but when something goes wrong, you put all the blame on me!" Wu Heisha looked at him with disdain.

"Hand over the Yang fluid, and I will spare your lives! Otherwise, I will destroy you both physically and spiritually today!" Zhao Changhe was surrounded by waves of energy, the lightning disappeared, and he was extremely angry.

Without this half pool of Yang Liquid, Xiao Chen would have lost his life, so it must be recovered.

Otherwise, he would have killed someone!

"Hahaha, that half pool of Yang Liquid? It has been absorbed by Huang Yelang. This little beast is dead!" Wu Heishadian laughed wildly.

That day, Xiao Chen killed his disciple, and he became jealous of Xiao Chen.

Since I can't escape death anyway, I might as well just fall out!

"Absorbed by Huang Yelang? You beast, you are a traitor!" An old king shouted angrily.