My disciple's cultivation returns ten thousand times, so I have to be invincible.

Zhong Qing raised his eyebrows slightly.

He noticed that when he said this, Wan Chongshan's face looked a little frightened.

But the words he said were very natural, and it didn't sound like he was forcing himself to say them.

It means he really thinks so.

The actions of the Spirit Temple can be said to be extremely overbearing. The other party's planet originally revolves around Qingyang Star, but they insist on forcing it to move away.

It is equivalent to the solar system you lived in in your previous life. Suddenly, a group of people flew over and said that we have occupied this sun, and you people from Blue Star should take your blue planet and move half a light year away.

Half a light year, what a concept! It is beyond the general concept of the solar system and has reached the Oort Cloud. Looking at the sun at this distance is basically the same as looking at the brighter stars in the sky.

If there were no means like the Sun Disc Array and no sunlight, it would not be long before the living planet would become a dead planet.

As a result, although people like Wan Chongshan complained, they never thought of resisting.

"Everyone... No, at least most people."

"Have you all gotten used to the Spirit Temple's rule?"

Zhong Qing touched his chin and thought to himself.

If these spiritual gods began to rule the starry sky after the great catastrophe that year.

It has been hundreds of millions of years now.

It is even possible that the world of cultivators in the starry sky has been redeveloped under the rule of the spiritual god.

Then it’s not difficult to understand.

For most people, this is the world they have been accustomed to since birth.

The rule of the Spirit Temple has become an indispensable part for them.

There are few dynasties in the world that can last for a thousand years. How solid would a rule of ten thousand years, a million years, or even hundreds of millions of years be?

Thinking of this, Zhong Qing also felt a little emotional.

The myriad races that originally formed the main body of the cultivation world migrated and hid in the Nine Heavens, and have been declining for hundreds of millions of years.

To put it bluntly, those who stay outside are actually abandoned.

I guess it was not taken seriously at the beginning.

But now, under the rule of the Spirit God, it has flourished to an unimaginable degree.

The sublimated True Lords in the outside world may not be stronger in combat than the Yuan Lords in the Nine Heavens.

But the numbers are not comparable.

After all, the starry sky is too big.

Of course, Zhong Qing was just expressing his feelings.

He had no intention of leading the cultivation community to rise up against the spiritual god.

Not to mention that he was just a passer-by and was too lazy to get involved in such trouble.

Even if he is willing, others may not be happy about it.

Moreover, although the Spirit Temple acts a bit overbearingly, overall there is nothing too out of the ordinary.

There is no such thing as bullying men and women and exploiting others.

Or even if there are, they are probably no match for those big sects and big forces in this respect.

So as long as no one provokes him, Zhong Qing has no interest in causing trouble for others.

The road leads to the sky, so just go your separate ways.

All these thoughts flashed through my mind.

Zhong Qing quickly put it behind his mind. Facing Wan Chongshan's panic, he just smiled slightly.

"Nothing, I was just joking."

Wan Chongshan finally relaxed a little, wiped his forehead and said with a smile: "Zhong Zhenjun is really humorous."

However, he did not dare to say more about the Spirit Temple, but turned the topic to other aspects, such as introducing the customs and culture of Qinghao Star to Zhong Qing.

Soon, Zhong Qing and his group walked across the long nebula bridge and arrived at the main hall of Hao Xuan Sect.

The banquet had been fully prepared. Above the main hall, stardust served as a bridge of lights, and star cores served as seats for distinguished guests. There was an endless supply of fine wines and delicacies. The delicacies from the mountains and the sea were not enough to describe the feast. These were the most precious ingredients of the entire planet, often transported from all over the starry sky, tens or hundreds of light years away.

The clear wine that the fairy with icy skin and peerless appearance poured for Zhong Qing with her delicate hands was a nebula wine made from the essence collected from the stardust that permeated the galaxy.