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Chapter 465: Is it really going to become the second fairyland?

Chapter 465: Is it really going to become the second fairyland?
Nowadays, entering the world of all races is as difficult as ascending to the immortal world.

And because of the addition of the Void Devouring Beast, everyone felt that the immortal energy of the Myriad Races World was getting higher and higher...

More and more pure.

These immortal ways... make the entire three realms of all races seem to be surrounded by immortal mist, becoming more and more ethereal and extraordinary!
It’s vague...like a fairyland.

Some people compare it with the fairyland.

It is discovered that the current state of the world of all races is simply a smaller, weaker version of... the fairyland!
"The World of Ten Thousand Races, is this going to evolve into a second fairyland?"

"Why do I feel like... they can do it?"

"Oh... My God... If I really evolve into the Immortal Realm, I will regret it to death. My descendants will also blame me... I once had a chance to take root in the world of all races, but I didn't cherish it!"

"Yes... Think about it, if the world of all races really evolves into the fairyland in the future, then the races and creatures in it... will also become fairies, and the fairies... will receive the original first wave of gifts from fairies... their cultivation, body, and lifespan... will all be greatly increased..."

“Oh…what a pity!”

“I regret it so much!”

Some people feel that the world of all races has a bright future and secretly regret it.

I regret that I didn’t enter the world of all races.

There are some even more amazing ones.

When the world of all races was weak and attacked from all sides, they did not fight for their homeland at the first time. Instead, they fled their own world and lived in hiding. You would think that this would be fine, but he also kept slandering the world of all races... and seemed unwilling to see the world of all races get better.

In fact, we can analyze some things from the psychology of this kind of monk.

He chose to leave the world of all races. He thought that the world of all races was garbage, so this world must become garbage and even more garbage...in order to show his foresight. If this world becomes better...wouldn't it make him look mentally retarded?
So, he doesn't want the world to become a better place.

Even when they meet them outside, they will look down on some creatures in the world of all races, thinking that the creatures in the world of all races are garbage and that they are free from garbage.

When they really saw the Myriad Races World getting better, and when they really saw the creatures of the Myriad Races World rising up in the heavens and myriad worlds and gaining the respect of the Myriad Races World, they felt extremely unbalanced...

Why? You guys, a bunch of trash... trash that I abandoned, how can you be so powerful?

I feel uncomfortable!

My choice... was obviously right. I chose to jump out of the World of Ten Thousand Races, and with some amazing means, I took root in another world. I received the benefits of another world, and I have far surpassed the natives of the World of Ten Thousand Races!

But...why did that group of natives suddenly become so powerful?

...

I have to say, these people are ridiculous.

They saw the rise of the World of Ten Thousand Races, and they shamelessly wanted to rejoin the World of Ten Thousand Races, claiming that they were still people of the World of Ten Thousand Races.

This is actually quite funny.

Because what is engraved in their soul imprints is... the imprint of loyalty to other worlds, and there is no longer any trace of the World of Ten Thousand Races... In this case, he still has the nerve to say that he is from the World of Ten Thousand Races?
It would be fine if they had no choice... While they are slandering the World of Ten Thousand Races, they are still thinking about enjoying the benefits of the World of Ten Thousand Races.

For this kind of thing... the world of all races has only one attitude.

"Fuck off!"

You used to ignore me, but now you can’t afford me!

"Tsk, what's good about it?"

"I don't believe that the world of all races can evolve into the fairyland!"

Those monks who were refused to join the world of all races began to slander again.

Can slandering... make people feel superior?

"Throughout the ages, how many worlds have wanted to evolve into a fairyland? How many heroes have worked hard for this?"

"From the ancient Yan Emperor, to the later Putuo Ancient Emperor... to the last Taixu Immortal King, who was not a brilliant person? Who was not an existence that shocked the past and present? But what is the result?"

"All failed!"

"Want to evolve into a fairyland? Is it that easy?"

"How many worlds were infinitely close to the fairyland? The one closest to us is… Taixu Fairy King. His Taixu Fairyland is said to be the closest step to the fairyland. It is only one step away from the real fairyland. But what happened later? Didn't it fail?"

"Why does the Ten Thousand Races World rely on?"

“They will still fail…”

"It's just a matter of time."

If you don't get it, destroy it.

Since they can't enter the world of all races, they definitely don't want the world of all races to have an easy time.

So... I can only complain and talk nonsense.

Of course, although it's just talk, the truth... is a bit like what they said.

There is no way forward in the fairyland...

There is only destruction.

This is the final destination.

Throughout history, anyone who wanted to evolve their own world into a fairyland has failed without exception.

It is said that not only does it have its own reasons, but the fairy world... also seems to be unwilling to agree.

It seems to touch some taboo of theirs.

If you want to become a fairyland, you have to... get rid of that fairyland. This is the conclusion drawn by those who have gone very far in the evolution of the fairyland throughout the ages.

This road seems to have been blocked.

It's not working.

"That's it!"

“They will definitely fail!”

"I want to see them fail!"

"Overestimating one's own abilities..."

"The worm shakes the tree!"

Those people kept saying.

When Su Tan heard what was said around him, he rolled his eyes... and was speechless.

What is this word?

Why do I hear a sour feeling?

Well, although he is blind, his eyeballs are the same as those of normal people, he just can't see, so... don't ask me why he rolls his eyes.

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Su Tan wanted to test the strength of the Void Great Wall of the Ten Thousand Races World before, so he walked out of the Ten Thousand Races World... and tried it from all angles to see if there was a possibility of entering the Ten Thousand Races World.

Who knew that as soon as he came out, he would hear all kinds of sour tones.

However, he was not angry. Instead, he felt that the path he was taking was... absolutely correct.

In my previous life, there was a saying about the economy. If most people think that a certain path is correct, you should be careful, because it may be a wealth trap. If you want to make money, you have to take a path that most people don't think is right...

This is a well-spoken sentence.

If everyone knows that it can make money, everyone does it, and everyone makes money, then who is still poor?
So...most people think that those who make money may have become part of the leeks.

Of course, it’s to give you a different path, instead of just going blindly...

"Interesting...Interesting!"

"Why do I feel... these words are sour?"

"If you can't eat the grapes, they're sour!"

“I see you guys are jealous…”

"Why are you pretending? If there were suddenly ten spots available to enter the World of Ten Thousand Races, I wonder how crazy you would go."

Su Tan could tolerate it, but the little white wolf and the fat monk next to him couldn't.

"Tsk... Who do you think we are? Who do you think we are... How could we bend down for a few mere places? Young man, you've got the wrong person!" A middle-aged monk stood straight... and said righteously.

The little white wolf and the fat monk laughed.

His eyes turned, and he seemed to think of something:
"To be honest, we are recruiting talents for the Ten Thousand Races World. We have ten places to enter the Ten Thousand Races World every month."

"Tsk...bullshit!"

"Drip~"

Suddenly, the fat monk clicked on something, and the barrier on the other side of the world of all races responded, as if... was it real?

And someone immediately reported to the nearby Ten Thousand Races World Office that someone was impersonating a senior official of the Ten Thousand Races World... When the office confirmed that it was not a fake...

The middle-aged monk couldn't hold it anymore.

The originally righteous expression suddenly became dull!

"You are really good at judging people... Give it to me, give me the spot, I am willing to go through fire and water..."

"I am willing to be a slave!"

"I'm willing to do anything!"

"I am willing to pledge myself to you..."

The people around started to get excited.

Those who were cursing just now were the ones arguing the most fiercely.

It's really interesting.

The little white wolf and the fat monk began to perform a double act:

"What? Someone just didn't believe it!"

"Yeah, why do you believe it now?"