The Emperor Of The World

C1666 Beneath Longevity the Black Martial Arts World



C1666 Beneath Longevity the Black Martial Arts World

Dasheng Oblast.    

    

Outside the Prefecture Residence, a head hung high up. Blood dripped to the ground, and the hole was so deep that the bottom couldn't be seen.    

    

A drop of blood could crush a star in Half-step Immortal King.    

    

But, it was useless now, the Primordial Spirit had been refined by Dian Feng and only a head remained.    

    

Hei Yu's head was still open, and looked like he was dying with grievances, but it was useless, as death was death.    

    

In these few days, no matter if it was Dasheng Oblast, or people from the surrounding provinces, with a glance at the head of Half-step Immortal King, they had surrounded the outside of the prefecture city.    

    

The Ancestor Pavilion was located here, and with the magnificent structure and the head, it instantly enhanced the Ancestor Pavilion's style.    

    

"The Ancestor Pavilion is truly powerful ?" When the indigenous people of Dasheng Oblast saw the head of the Half-step Immortal King, they felt a lot more at ease.    

    

In the past year or so, they were most worried that the Venerable Emperor Pavilion was just a plaything, and wouldn't be able to occupy the Dasheng Oblast for long. When the people from the Alien Alliance return, their lives would be even more miserable than before.    

    

And it was precisely because Dian Feng knew that the Venerable Emperor Pavilion did not have enough power to make others feel at ease, that he took the risk to take this risk.    

    

The head of the Half-step Immortal King was sufficient to render all those who doubted the Ancestor Pavilion's strength speechless. The restless prefectures that were prepared to call for help finally calmed down.    

    

"This is also the head of the various Devil Realm families in the s, the royal family of the Dark Devil s ? The one who actually died was him! " The Dasheng Oblast would hide spies from all sides, and the things that happened here would be spread throughout the world.    

    

Only, with the Weak River between them, this news would spread a little slower.    

    

Heaven Access Bridge.    

    

It had existed since ancient times, and no one knew just how ancient it was.    

    

A single Weak River isolated the five hundred prefectures from the larger area of the Immortal Realm. In terms of Weak River, no matter how many years it had been, how did the two sides find out about each other's information?    

    

One had to know that even the communication talisman was unable to break through the boundaries of the Weak River and reach the other side of the river.    

    

Then how did the outer regions of the 500 prefectures communicate with each other?    

    

It's very simple, Heaven Access Bridge!    

    

The two sides of Heaven Access Bridge are respectively controlled by Immortal Realm and Alien Alliance.    

    

However, what many people did not know was that the higher-ups were still using this passageway to secretly conduct trade exchanges.    

    

Yes, the fight between the two sides' middle class and lower class was in chaos. It was unknown whether they were dead or alive, but there were always people in the upper echelon that were making a fortune.    

    

On the left of the Weak River, in the five hundred prefectures, there were resources that the other prefectures did not have. For example, the various divine medicine and immortal grasses of the Baicao Oblast, the various top quality food and sea beasts of the Siren Prefecture, and the various divine materials needed to forge artifacts of the Tian Luo prefecture ?    

    

If these goods were to be obtained from the right side of the Weak River, it would be a windfall!    

    

Similarly, anything that was lacking in Alien Alliance in the external world of two thousand two hundred prefectures would also be smuggled over from this road.    

    

Because, this was the only path that allowed one to travel to the left and right of the Weak River. Furthermore, since this was a war, the prices of the goods shipped here under these conditions would naturally increase several fold.    

    

All the benefits were shared among the upper echelons. They would take the risk and cover up everything.    

    

Both sides had a tacit agreement that this matter would not be revealed to the public.    

    

Moreover, along with this kind of trade, there were also messages being sent out in the dark. Information regarding the left side of the Weak River was brought out through this path, and information on the right side of the Weak River would be brought over via the Heaven Access Bridge.    

    

This was also a mutual understanding between the two sides. As long as it wasn't some extremely secret intelligence, both sides would be willing to share it with each other.    

    

"Look at that bridge, the two Great Monarch s are fighting, but they were completely unharmed after fighting for a long time, and they even secretly exchanged Storage Ring!"    

    

To the right of the Weak River, at the edge of the Tongtian State, a man sat facing a classic tribulation. Here, there was a relay station that was officially opened by the Immortal Realm.    

    

Here, they could see the other side of the river, but only the Monarch Stage Expert could afford it.    

    

The man sitting opposite of the Past Trials glanced at the fake battle on the Heaven Access Bridge, and sneered: "To them, what's real is what's in their hands. Being able to act out a show for the masses is already not bad, at least they didn't brazenly directly trade a carriage full of resources ?"    

    

He had long since seen through that after all these years in the Immortal Realm, he was used to people's sinister and greedy looks.    

    

People from all realms yearned for Immortal Realm and thought that this was an immortal land, a heaven.    

    

However, this was just a bigger martial arts world, bigger, stronger, more ruthless, more dark.    

    

Only by taking off that layer of veil would one know how deep the waters of the Immortal Realm were.    

    

"After so many years, the number of lives that have been lost is over a billion. The higher ups of Immortal Realm are actually still dealing with the higher ups of the Alien Alliance, without the slightest bit of arrogance!" He had drunk too much, talked too much, and recently he had been feeling so mixed that he had almost gotten drunk.    

    

The man sitting opposite of him isolated himself from the surrounding space, preventing these words from spreading out. Otherwise, it would be another wave of trouble.    

    

"Actually, this isn't all bad."    

    

"What did you say?!"    

    

The one opposite him was dressed in grey and looked gentle. His every word carried a domineering confidence that seemed as if he could look down upon the world.    

    

"What I mean is that if we do not allow any communication, then this place will not know anything about the 500 prefectures ?" He shook his head. This is a hard to say theory of pros and cons.    

    

"Humph!" Peng Wuju coldly snorted. He also knew that this was the truth.    

    

It's not just a matter of getting along with each other. It's not that simple.    

    

"I heard that the people from the five hundred prefectures on the left of the Weak River are allowed to come over from the bridge as long as they can pay the starting price." This was a secret that only the rich knew.    

    

This money represented immortal source, spirit stones, cultivation resources, divine medicines, immortal herbs, and more.    

    

In terms of Heaven Access Bridge, one's wealth could reach the heavens.    

    

This was an open secret that was spread throughout the Immortal Realm. Everyone knew about it but did not divulge it.    

    

The grey-robed man opposite Pang Wuju smiled and said, "Not only that, people on our side can also use money to buy tickets if they want to go over there ?"    

    

Buy a ticket?    

    

The two of them sneered. Not bad, this was indeed buying a ticket to cross the river.    

    

"If the sage who built this bridge knew that his descendants used it to make such a profit, would he die of anger?" The grey robed man mocked.    

    

"That's right ?" Pang Wuju seemed to have suddenly thought of something, and said to the grey robed man, "I forgot to tell you something."    

    

"No need to say anymore, I already know." The grey robed man nodded his head, and took a sip of the Immortal Wine. He put down his cup and said, "The Ancestor Pavilion has already announced to the world, I know the name of that Lord Gezhu."    

    

Dian Wuju smiled, and then he looked at his face: "What, you don't have any thoughts?"    

    

"Don't tell me you already have a wife." The gray-robed man rolled his eyes at Dian Wuju.    

    

"Of course, that's impossible!"    

    

"Then what about the Void Ring in your hand?" The grey robed man stared at the Purgatory Vermilion Bird with a face full of ridicule.    

    

Dian Wuju lowered his head and saw the Void Ring on his finger. He coughed awkwardly and said, "I, I stabbed him with a sword ?"    

    

The grey robed man's expression was wonderful. His eyes were wide open as he clapped. "Formidable! Let's see if your mother will beat you up when you go home!"    

    

Dian Wuju's entire body quivered. He didn't know whether to laugh or cry as he said, "You can't blame me for this. He struck my sword himself. I didn't really plan on doing anything to him ?"    

    

"You really dare to do something to him?" The gray-clothed man raised his tone and softly cried out.    

    

Naturally, he did not have the guts to do so. His mother had warned him many times.    

    

The two people who were suddenly drinking were stunned as they felt a strong aura.    

    

At the same time, they turned their heads to the east and a beautiful figure appeared in front of them.    

    

The beauty was tall and slender, and her figure was of the highest quality. The Cultivation Level s gave off a sense of pressure to the two of them.    

    

"Why are you here ?" The gray-robed man was shocked.    

    

Miao Ying revealed a lovable smile that she had never shown before, sitting opposite of the two of them was a third party with her slender white legs.    

    

"Little brother, long time no see." With one hand on the table, Miao Ying's chin was supported by her palm. She glanced at the grey clothed man, then looked at Dian Wujue, "This must be the famous number one assassin in Immortal Realm, the famous Non-tribulation Immortal Body?"    

    

Dian Wuju was astonished. He obviously knew who this was. He glanced at the gray-clothed man and sent a gaze back at him.    

    

This is asking ? is this your friend?    

    

The grey robed man gave him a helpless look ? I don't have any relationship with her!    

    


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