I am in a chat group, and all my friends are the protagonists of the Sequel

Chapter 693 The group leader died after being stabbed eighteen times in the back.
The front lines of the heavens.

A star gate spanning 100,000 miles stood tall, surrounded by gods and demons, with twenty-seven heavens floating high in the sky like stars.

That was a magical treasure crafted by the nine great menders of the heavens, possessing power close to that of an emperor; ordinary demons and gods would die upon being exposed to it.

In addition, there were five God Emperors, nearly a hundred God Lords, and over ten million gods and demons waving banners behind them, spreading out a layer of sky.

On the other side, twenty-six Demon Emperors stretched out the cosmic membrane, and tens of millions of Demon Gods formed a killing formation, with each Imperial Divine Weapon as large as a star.

The Demon Emperor Salo sits in the center. He is currently the Demon Emperor of Hell, though he is nearing death and his life force is waning.

However, he has been in charge of Hell for over two million years, and even if he hasn't achieved anything great, he has certainly put in the hard work. Therefore, the other Demon Emperors have temporarily recognized the Demon Emperor Salo as their ruler.

"Taiyi!"

The Demon Emperor Shaluo said in a deep voice, "You only have five God Emperors and tens of millions of gods and demons. No matter how powerful you are, how many Demon Emperors can you withstand?"

Ji Zheng glanced at him and said, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

Now everyone in the underworld knows that he has eighteen clones, each with the combat power of a God Emperor.

You're telling me he only has five God Emperors here?

The Demon Emperor Shaluo, wielding the Emperor Sword, engaged in verbal sparring with Ji Zheng on the front lines of the war, while more than twenty Demon Emperors posed and displayed their strength behind him, exuding a menacing aura.

But none of them initiated the war.

The Heavenly Emperor sat beside him, feeling quite uncomfortable. Where had gone the domineering spirit he once possessed—the one that made millions of demons and gods his spears, capable of cleaving the heavens with his sword?

He remembered that back then, even the Demon Emperor was willing to lead the charge, fighting against the people of all the heavens until both sides were severely injured.

but now.

All that's left here is posing, showing off weapons, and talking nonsense every day, and then that's it.

Is this still an invasion from hell?

The other four newly promoted God Emperors, on the other hand, were quite relaxed, casually flexing their muscles and adding to the atmosphere.

no way.

Their Taiyi God Emperor has eighteen incarnations; he wouldn't even flinch if ten or eight of them died.

There are many demon kings in Hell, almost twice as many as in all the heavens.

However, if you dare to start a war, you must be prepared to lose seven or eight of your own.

They have only survived to this day in order to become immortals.

Who would be willing to fight to the death with someone who isn't afraid of death before the opportunity to become an immortal arises?

As always, everyone engaged in verbal sparring, resulting in a fierce and heated argument.

Since Ji Zheng has many clones, if one mouth can't beat him, then he'll just use more clones.

And time is on his side.

The Heavenly Daos of all realms are assimilating the Heavenly Daos of Hell. In the chat group, Xiao Yan, Lin Dong, and the others are also close to becoming immortals.

We can just wipe them out in one fell swoop.

In the Xuanming Yuan Realm, Ji Zheng's clone was sorting out his cultivation, integrating the Hongmeng Dao he learned from the Bukong Hall into his Taiyi Dao.

The boy in the yellow shirt next to him suddenly said, "You're about to die from eighteen stab wounds to your back."

Ji Zheng stopped cultivating and looked at him.

He was perfectly fine, how could he suddenly die from being stabbed eighteen times in the back?

"You have now blocked the plans of those in the heavens and hell who wish to become immortals."

The young man in yellow robes calmly said, "There are people in the heavens who want to become immortals, but the heavenly laws are incomplete. Even if they have the combat power of immortals, they cannot become immortals. This is an inherent flaw."

"In Hell, one can normally become an immortal, but they don't have that kind of talent, so they want to push for a collision between the two great universes."

"Break open a crack in the celestial realm, weaken the shackles of the Heavenly Dao of Hell, and they will be able to break free of the Heavenly Dao and enter the celestial realm to become immortals."

"The people on both sides want to become immortals, so this great calamity in hell and the heavens is inevitable."

Although the boy in the yellow robe has been sealed here, he was once a celestial lord with a high realm.

The great calamity of the heavens could not be hidden from him.

This is also why he once said that his release was inevitable.

but now.

its stuck.

With Ji Zheng's clone watching over him day and night, the God Realm was suppressed by Ji Zheng, and the gods and lords below could not fight each other.

The most important Hell invasion on the front line was directly stopped by Ji Zheng at the membrane embryo.

As originally planned.

Now, the eighteen emperors and sovereigns of Hell have invaded, causing bloodshed and devastation in the Central Heaven World, killing billions of mortals, and leaving countless corpses of gods and demons covering the starry sky. At that time...

Both worlds were enraged, with all sorts of extraordinary figures appearing one after another, causing the very heavens to collapse.

He will also rise from the seal and settle scores with those who sealed him in the past, severing the karmic ties.

That's how it should be.

But because Ji Zheng was there, all his plans and ambitions to become an immortal were thwarted.

It's urgent in hell.

The heavens will also be in a great hurry.

"In a few years, there should be an opportunity that will force you to bring most of your clones there."

The young man in the yellow shirt said.

At that time, how many god emperors and demon kings will come to attack Ji Zheng with their faces covered?

He couldn't figure it out either.

But there will be no fewer than ten.

Ji Zheng's face darkened; it was as if he were the one destined to die.

To open this path to immortality for all beings, we offer our final sacrifice.

"Master!" Suddenly, the gray rat flew over and shouted loudly.

"A divine being who mended the heavens has invited you to a banquet."

"They say there's a big commotion in hell, and they'll communicate with the celestial realm and send down tens of thousands of celestial talismans."

"Those talismans can sever the abilities of our innate gods and demons; it's a matter of life and death."

The gray mouse, carrying the invitation, ran itself ragged, shouting loudly.

Ji Zheng was silent for a moment, then reached out and took it; it was the handwriting of the Prince of Dao.

He said he was keeping an appointment in his Dao King Great World.

At that time, the other gods who mended the heavens will also invite the Gods, Gods, and Gods to come and discuss how to deal with this matter.

The innate gods and demons are a vital fighting force in their realm, and their loss is not to be tolerated.

“Tell the Prince that I will keep the appointment,” Ji Zheng said.

He took out an imperial edict with words written on it, ordering all the divine lords and kings of the divine dynasty to attend the banquet in the Dao King Great World.

This is unavoidable.

The man who mended the sky has lived here for over 50 million years and has far greater prestige than him.

It's better to just agree.

But he felt.

The great battle was on that day.

He wants to become a god-king, or even a god-emperor, before that.

"And what about you?" Ji Zheng suddenly asked.

The gods and demons of the heavens and hell wanted to become immortals, so they unleashed a great calamity.

The young man in the yellow robe also aspires to become a Heavenly Emperor; he too must settle karmic debts and unleash a great calamity.

The young man in yellow smiled slightly and said, "I want to settle the score."

"Those who sealed me away in the past, I need them to give me an explanation."

"Is that enough?"

“I have been sealed here for more than 50 million years, and the karma has been enough.”

The young man in yellow was referring to his battle that shattered the Heavenly Dao, which was also a huge cause and effect.

So even though he had the power to break the seal and destroy the entire lower realm, he obediently remained sealed here.

Because one must repay the debts incurred.

"In that case, my only way to break this deadlock is to release you and then destroy everything."

Ji Zheng asked with a strange expression, "How did it all come to this again, this time it's about releasing the boy in the yellow shirt?"

The boy in the yellow shirt closed his eyes and remained silent, for this was the prevailing trend.

Regardless of who wins, he can leave this seal.

(End of this chapter)