I have been bound in a forbidden place for five hundred years. Why are you crying when I am a casual

Scarlet Cloud Divine City, in front of Taiqing Gate.

The six injured monks were looking worriedly at the red mist outside that had appeared out of nowhere.

"Why hasn't anyone come in so long?"

"Have you found any trace of the Son of God?"

"Damn it, this place has changed. Even the positioning beads can't determine the location of the Son of God. What should we do next? The day is almost up."

"I also came in when the Divine City opened last time, but it was definitely not as dangerous as this time."

"I wonder if Miss An has found the Son of God?"

A whole day has passed since everyone entered the Divine City, but this short day was like a nightmare for the monks present. From the moment they entered the Divine City, they were immediately teleported to various places in the Divine City.

Although the locations are different.

But without exception, they all encountered unprecedented dangers, even though the road to the imperial city was not long and even though they had made preparations before coming.

But in the end, they were all injured.

They did remember that their main task was to protect the Son of God, but they were all seriously injured and could not find the Son of God at all. At this moment, they could only recover in front of Taiqing Gate while waiting for others to arrive.

They did wait for a few people.

Without exception, after hearing that the Son of God had not arrived yet, those people immediately turned around and went out to search again. However, they never came back, which made people more worried. As time passed quickly, the worries in their hearts reached their peak.

but……

While everyone was worried, at this moment, another person not far away from them was very satisfied with the situation.

"It seems that the reduction in personnel this time is better than I thought."

"Not bad, not bad. It's also thanks to Yun Jingli's bad luck that he was teleported far enough. Otherwise, I would have been in a real dilemma. This happened to help me."

Although Duke Zhou and others finally discussed and reduced the number of people on this trip to thirty.

But for Yuan Zihao.

people.

Naturally, the less the better.

It is best to reduce the number to less than ten people, so that it will be easier for him to control it, and there will be more space for other people to come in later.

Yes, others come in.

Before entering the divine city, the Red Cloud Divine Lord generously and proactively gave up the number of people entering. It was not because he really intended to give up on taking action inside the Red Cloud Divine City, but because he expected that Duke Zhou and the others would be cautious and reduce the number of people entering because of his proactive concession.

And this is exactly what Scarlet Cloud God wants.

Because once the manpower is reduced, the vacant positions among the 100 places in Scarlet Cloud Divine City can naturally be used.

In fact.

This time, Yuan Zihao, a purple-robed weapon refiner, not only came to the Tiangong Holy Land, but two gold-robed weapon refiners also came to the Chiyun Divine Dynasty. The two had already made preparations outside and were just waiting for Yuan Zihao in the Divine City to finish everything. At that time, they would open the Heavenly Gate and let others come here.

by that time.

Naturally, everyone in this divine city will die without a burial place.

but……

Before that, he needed to enter the inner city of the Imperial City and use the power there to achieve this. Moreover, Mo Chen, the key to this journey, could not die for the time being. Therefore, some people had to die, but the remaining people had to submit to him.

Seeing that the time was almost up, Yuan Zihao slowly stood up:

"It seems that you, the people of the Scarlet Cloud Divine Dynasty, are really useless."

"With so many people, we still can't find that useless Son of God. I'm afraid everyone who went to rescue him has died, right?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the faces of the people over there who were already extremely worried suddenly turned cold.

glare.

But Yuan Zihao seemed not to notice these gazes, and just said to himself:

"That's actually quite normal. This Scarlet Cloud Divine City is truly extraordinary, and this time around, it's undergone some changes, becoming even more dangerous. If I'm not mistaken, of the thirty of us who entered this time, at least twenty should have died."

What? ? ?

The six people were suddenly shocked.

dead……

So many people died?

They just came in, and they were all elite troops. How come so many of them died?

that……

Where is the Son of God?

Could something have happened to him too?

"Don't worry, your Son of God is still alive. After all, he is of the bloodline of the Scarlet Cloud Dynasty. Although there are many forbidden killing formations here, they won't really strangle him to death."

Before everyone could breathe a sigh of relief, Yuan Zihao suddenly changed the subject:

"but……"

"If he survives, it's only temporary. He's just a mere Qi-refining cultivator. How long do you think he can last here?"

These words.

The sigh of relief that had just been released by everyone was lifted up again.

Yes!

The Son of God is just a Qi-refining cultivator. Even though he has the protection of the power of his bloodline, he is still too weak. It is impossible for him to last long in such a killing formation that can kill powerful gods.

"Master Yuan, you are proficient in refining weapons and know this place so well. You can definitely save our Son of God, right?"

"Yes, Fellow Daoist Yuan, you are a purple-robed weapon refiner. Even the Divine Master believes in your ability. Then you must have a way to save our Divine Son, right?"

Someone asked first.

The others also reacted and immediately became full of anticipation.

"It's not impossible for me to rescue people."

"but……"

"Why?"

"You...!" Someone flew into a rage, but was quickly stopped by his companions.

"Fellow Daoist Yuan, as long as you can rescue our Son of God, we will definitely repay your kindness!"

"Yes, if Brother Yuan Daoist has any requests, just ask!"

"Nothing can happen to the Son of God."

They were all carefully selected and were naturally loyal to their respective lords and the Son of God of the Divine Dynasty, even though they knew that Yuan Zihao in front of them was taking advantage of the opportunity to blackmail them.

But at this time, the Son of God is the most important.

"Okay, you're quite reasonable." Yuan Zihao smiled. "My request isn't difficult. There's only one: you swear to submit to me right now!"

what?

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone's faces turned dark.

"I know that you are loyal to the Son of God and the lord behind you. I don't ask for much. In this city of God, you must absolutely obey my orders. If there is a discrepancy with the orders of your Son of God, as long as the orders do not endanger the safety of your Son of God, you must listen to me." Yuan Zihao said.

These words made everyone's expressions ease a little, but they still frowned and were undecided.

This requirement seems fine at first glance.

But what should they do if Yuan Zihao uses other means?

It's a pity that Yuan Zihao obviously didn't intend to give them more time to think, and said directly:

"You have five breaths to consider."

"Five breaths later."

"Don't even mention your oath. Even if you want to exchange your life for mine, I will never save anyone again. When the time comes, all you have to do is wait for news of your Son of God's death."

As he spoke, Yuan Zihao counted directly:

"one!"

"two!"

"three……"

At this moment, several people panicked. When they looked at each other, they could see the panic in their companions' eyes. However, there was no time for them to think more. When Yuan Zihao was about to count to five, someone finally couldn't help but speak:

"I am willing to swear!"

"I... want to, too!"

"Very good." Yuan Zihao smiled and looked at the others: "What about you?"

"We..." The few people pursed their lips and finally nodded: "Willing..."

Before he could utter the word "Yi", a voice came from a distance:

"It's rumored that the Tiangong Holy Land has always been neutral and never interferes in the politics of other countries. But now it seems that this rumor is not true."

When this voice came, the expressions of several people who were originally extremely worried suddenly brightened. They turned their heads and saw Mo Chen walking slowly from a distance, with An Youling following closely beside him.

"Son of God!"

"Son of God is fine, Son of God is fine!"

"Hahaha!"

Several people were immediately ecstatic and breathed a sigh of relief.

Mo Chen came over and clasped his fists towards them: "I'm sorry for all of you worrying about me."

Several people shook their heads and said that as long as the Son of God was safe, it was good.

but……

Just as they were breathing a sigh of relief, Yuan Zihao sneered, "Boy, the reason you're alive isn't because of your strength or luck, it's simply because you've benefited from your ancestors' blessings and have some bloodline power protecting you. But after you've passed through the Taiqing Sect, it's hard to say how much use your bloodline power will have."

"As long as you're alive, there's always hope. As for what will happen after you pass through Taiqing Gate, you'll know when the time comes." Mo Chen replied calmly:

"Senior Yuan, as a purple-robed weapon refiner from the Heavenly Crafts Holy Land, is using such means to force my people to swear a poisonous oath? Isn't that a bit too much?"

"Is it over? I don't think so." Yuan Zihao smiled: "Even if I ask them to swear now, they still can't refuse. After all..."

As he spoke, Yuan Zihao looked behind Mo Chen and asked, "How many people do you have left now?"

These words served as a reminder, causing the six people who had just breathed a sigh of relief to suddenly feel a sinking feeling in their hearts.

Yes.

After such a long time, there are only six of them who have come to Taiqing Sect, including Yuan Zihao. Even if Mo Chen and An Youling are included, there are only nine people in total.

There were thirty of them coming in.

As a result, twenty-one people were missing before they even reached the gates of the imperial city. Although they might not all have died, there had been no news for such a long time that they were probably in grave danger.

The few of them left had just arrived at the Huangcheng Gate.

go further down.

No one can tell how many dangers and difficulties there are left.

"Although you have the power of blood and your blood is indeed needed, you need to know that getting from here to the ancestral temple of the Divine Dynasty is full of difficulties. Who do you think you should listen to next?" Yuan Zihao asked with a smile.

"Nonsense, our Son of God is the orthodox of Chiyun. He can walk on flat ground in this Divine Dynasty. Of course, you have to listen to our Son of God from now on!" An Youling answered from the side.

"Hahahaha." Yuan Zihao laughed, as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world: "You said... this little Qi-refining cultivator can walk here like flat ground?"

"Of course!"

"Then why did it take you so long to get here?" Yuan Zihao laughed. "Could it be that you were tired from walking and took too long to rest, so that delayed you?"

"of course not."

"what is that?"

"That's because our Son of God was concerned about the ministers who had entered this time, so he went everywhere to rescue them in the early stages, which delayed us."

An Youling said this with full confidence, but Yuan Zihao almost laughed himself to death:

"Okay, okay, so you must have saved a lot of Reba?"

"but……"

"What about people?"

"You can't say that after wasting so much time, we didn't even save a single person, right?"

These words made the six people behind him feel a little embarrassed.

An Youling was about to speak when he was stopped by Mo Chen who was standing beside him. Then he saw Mo Chen asking, "What if I say... yes?"

"You say so?" Yuan Zihao shook his head and mocked, "Boy, you're so young, yet you're a constant liar. Do you really think this is where you play house as a child? If you can save everyone, I, Yuan Zihao, will kowtow to you three times today without hesitation!"

"is it?"

"Of course!"

"In that case, it's a deal."

"Why, you don't even ask what I want you to do if you lose?"

"No need." Mo Chen shook his head and looked into the distance:

"because."

"You've already lost."

Ok?

Yuan Zihao frowned and was about to say something, but then he saw figures suddenly line up in the red fog and approach from a distance...