Each of the nine dragon maidens possesses extraordinary abilities.

Arrogance sighed, "Listen to him." No matter what, she had to support the proxy, so the term "double standard" might apply to both of them.

A crimson light descended from the sky, a glow even redder than blood itself, descending upon the battlefield.

The terrifying pressure from the Immortal Heavenly Craft shattered the blood corpse. Arrogance activated the celestial phenomenon without hesitation, using the power of the Immortal Heavenly Craft to eliminate the blood corpse.

The blood corpses screamed as they were sent back to the Sea of ​​the Void.

"Great!" Wen Ciji was invigorated upon seeing all this. In this way, the Heavenly Venerable's invasion was stopped.

Next, we need to look at the ley lines.

A spatial rift opened above the earth's veins.

Lu Yueyuan looked down and saw a huge crater appear in the valley, shimmering with white light—it was the core of the earth's veins.

Mechanical constructs, lifelike in appearance, lay scattered all around, along with bloodied corpses utterly destroyed.

A major battle took place here.

However, neither Qing Zaishan nor the Heavenly Venerable's representative could sense their presence.

The reclusive hermit went down to scout ahead, followed by Lu Yueyuan, who was filled with jealousy.

The traces of the great battle stretched almost from top to bottom.

Even the reclusive hermit was somewhat alarmed by the traces left behind. It was not as simple as the two sides fighting because they couldn't talk to each other. The battlefield traces were full of the aura of power, which meant that they were serious.

If that's the case, then the situation is even better than the recluse imagined. Ideally, both sides would fight like the snipe and the clam, while the recluse would reap the benefits.

“My Lord Agent, I couldn’t find them.”

"It's alright, let's go to the deepest part first."

They ventured deep underground and finally reached the deepest part, which had been expanded by Qing Zai Shan's people. It was filled with mechanical creations, and a black platform was placed in the middle, with something resembling an immortal diagram engraved on it, which was converting the earth's ley line energy.

This should be one of the transformation points. The surrounding area is interconnected, and the entire tunnel is dug like a maze. Red and blue lights are mixed together inside. The Hermit quickly used his divine sense to investigate and found that the blood corpse was fighting with Qing Zaishan's robot.

"I still can't sense Qing Zai Shan or the Heavenly Venerable's representative, and I can't sense the maidservant beside Qing Zai Shan either," said the Hermit.

“The power of the Celestial Venerable’s proxy will pull the enemy into a space. The principle is similar to your Qingzhou Wenli, but its spatial structure is more stable than your Qingzhou Wenli. It is a space constructed by the Celestial Venerable, and there is absolutely no way to escape,” Lu Yueyuan said. “Then they are still fighting. Give them time to fight.”

"Shall we ambush them here? I can set up the formation right now." The reclusive hermit was eager to try. She was no good at direct combat, but she was an expert at cunning.

“Okay, it’s always good to have everything ready.” Lu Yueyuan stretched out his palm, and the crimson color slowly rose.

The next second, it expanded out of thin air and turned into a red vortex.

hum!

As if sensing something, all the energy converged here.

The blood zombies sensed something and immediately went berserk, tearing apart the robots around them in an attempt to get closer.

They instinctively felt fear; the golden light made them instinctively afraid.

Thus, according to the hermit's perception, the blood corpses that were originally hiding in the darkness all went berserk and rushed towards them like madmen.

"envy."

"Meow?"

"Here, take this." Lu Yueyuan tossed a magical artifact to Jealousy. "Use your weapon-forging skills and think of a way to turn all of Qing Zaishan's robots into ours."

“Leave it to me!” Jealousy said.

Then, Lu Yueyuan casually waved his hand, and the crimson vortex moved to the ground.

Lu Yueyuan jumped in.

The core of the earth's veins is a place that cannot be entered by external forces, but the power of nature has created an entrance.

This is the only way to get here.

Pure energy cleansed Lu Yueyuan's body, and the next second, everything suddenly became clear before his eyes.

Bamboo that never withers

This place was created by Jiang Dingqu, a former follower of the Holy Emperor.

The girl, whose soul is filled with obsession, has to travel to the Central Plains with each reincarnation to study the remains of the Holy Emperor's Divine Sword, and she also has many other things to do.

One of them was to enter the earth veins of Qingzhou and create bamboo that would never wither.

She herself was a person from the Twilight Era. In her first life, she followed the Holy Emperor and knew many inside stories. When she was reincarnated, although she lost her memories, her instincts still allowed her to easily find the truth.

Earth veins are the place where the world's origin is stored, and they are the foundation of the world. It is because of the existence of the world's origin that the world can form a cycle, and all things in the world can live and thrive.

The so-called grand plan of the Four Gods, in essence, is nothing more than stealing the origin of the world.

But they weren't the only ones with this idea; Jiang Dingqu, that fanatical believer, also shared it.

Her reincarnation pieced together the truth of the Celestial Craftsmanship by reading the Mo family's archives, and then she stole a portion of the Celestial Craftsmanship's power and entered this place.

Then, in that lifetime, she spent her entire life creating bamboo that would never wither. Everything she did was to liberate the Holy Emperor and prove her loyalty.

In the simulated future, Lu Yueyuan only learned about this after the Four Gods invaded Qingzhou.

At that time, the merger of Guixu had already begun. Qing Zaishan sided with Dade Zhenjun, and the four gods fought for it in Qingzhou. Because the merger of Guixu caused the loss of the world's origin and the cracking of the earth's outer shell, the ever-blooming bamboo was revealed.

After learning about this thing, Lu Yueyuan would try to seize it in every simulated future, but since he did not believe in the Holy Emperor, it was of little use to him.

He committed the robbery in order to suppress the Seven Deadly Sins and to disgust the Four Gods, which is why he did so.

But things are different now. He has come to believe in the Holy Emperor, and he has become the Holy Emperor's agent. This thing is now of great use.

On the night he and Ming Huaiwei entered the forbidden area behind the Jiuyi Sect, Lu Yueyuan had already decided that as long as everything went smoothly and he became the proxy, he would definitely obtain the Everlasting Bamboo of Qingzhou.

And now, his wish has come true.

The bamboo that never withers is right in front of him.

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A blood-red space.

Qing Zaishan and the man stood on the killing platform, surrounded by stands. The sky was red, and some terrifying entity was watching everything.

Here, the spiritual energy is terrifyingly thin, and the stench of blood is everywhere.

The two sides have already fought once, and now they have widened the distance again.

Strictly speaking, "fighting" is not quite accurate. Qing Zaishan was covered in blood, while the man was unharmed. He threw away the chipped knife in his hand, took a few steps back, and walked back to the weapon rack at the back.

"I'm thinking of getting a new weapon, do you want to?" the man asked.

Qingzai was panting heavily.

This is that man's power. Here, spiritual energy can only be used for the most basic protective spiritual energy. No spells, pills, weapon crafting, or anything else is allowed. Both sides can only fight with the weapons available on the weapon platform.

There is absolutely no way to escape from here unless the man is freed or killed; otherwise, this space will exist forever.

The Celestial Venerable will watch over this battle and bless both sides. This is the only way to increase combat power here. Moreover, the Celestial Venerable will not favor his agents; He will only bless those with a brave and warlike heart.

Qing Zaishan swallowed carefully. She felt her feet were slippery. Looking down, she realized that the blood flowing from her body had submerged the soles of her feet.

Her fair and delicate feet were stained blood red.

On the killing platform, there is no retreat. The Celestial Venerable dislikes cowards. Those who come here have only one purpose: to fight.

Here, the man has killed many people, whether they are powerful beings who have achieved oneness with the Dao or agents of other gods. His fearlessness pleases the Heavenly Venerable, which is why he became the Heavenly Venerable's agent.

The only person who escaped from here was Ji Chengshuo, but Qing Zaishan didn't know how she got out. She only knew that after that battle, all the men treated Ji Chengshuo with utmost respect.

The pain in her body made Qing Zai Shan a little dizzy. She threw away the sword in her hand and followed the man to the weapon rack to choose a new weapon.

The man had made his choice; this time he chose a long spear. He had just fought Qing Zaishan with a short weapon, but this time he decided to choose a long weapon.

Qing Zaishan hasn't made a choice yet, but that's okay. A man will wait. He remembered his mother's words: one should be more patient with girls.

Actually, he was a good child. He always listened to his mother. When his mother asked him to cultivate, he would obediently cultivate. When his mother asked him to drink herbal medicine, he would obediently drink it.

How long can you be a good baby? Ten years...twenty years?

Like all good children, he met the same fate. Listening to his mother did not make his life any better. The fake medicine destroyed his meridians, and his daily cultivation only exacerbated the problem, leaving him with a host of illnesses.

He listened to his mother and tried to be a good boy, but it seemed like his mother didn't want him anymore. He got out of bed and heard laughter outside. He dragged himself to the door and looked out through the crack. He heard his younger brother laughing. His mother was holding him, and his adoptive father was standing beside him. The sunlight was shining down, and it was a beautiful family of three.

The sun, the sun, the sun, the blinding sun—he truly loathed it. He smelled blood, and many other strange odors. His eyes were practically piercing the doorframe. Tiny splinters creaked, and bright red drops fell to the ground.

The smell of blood lingered; from that day on, he could always smell blood.

His life was frozen here, along with the smell of blood.

There's no way to leave anymore.

Of the four gods, only the Heavenly Venerable of Killing and Attaining the Dao has no proxy. The other three gods either chose their proxies during the Twilight Era, and any subsequent selections would be the reincarnations of the original proxies, or they were simply toying with their own proxies and thus had many backup options. The Heavenly Venerable of Killing and Attaining the Dao is even more picky than the Fairy of Wonderful Sound.

He has many followers, and countless believers feel they can become His agents. It was shortly after the twilight of the world when a valiant mortal general became a believer in the Celestial Venerable. He was invincible among mortals, but his spiritual sensitivity was too weak, preventing him from finding his true path. Someone introduced him to the Four Gods, and when the story of the Celestial Venerable who attained enlightenment through killing was mentioned, the general felt a jolt of masculine passion.

This is the kind of god he should worship; this is the kind of god a man should worship.

So the general devoted almost everything to the heavens. He did not seek women, did not have children, and gave up the meaningless things like fame and fortune, dedicating everything he had to the heavens.

In order to attract the attention of the Celestial Venerable, he challenged those of higher levels without relying on any external force.

The Celestial Venerable finally looked at him and praised his courage, but refused after hearing his request to become the agent.

He felt that the general was very brave, but not enough; something was missing.

Later, another person appeared. This person was the leader of a small sect, extremely bloodthirsty. His magical treasures and celestial phenomena were all prepared for killing. He ran rampant throughout the Nine Provinces, committing all kinds of evil deeds, killing anyone he saw, regardless of whether they were righteous or evil.

The Jiuyi Sect intervened and used the teachings of the Heavenly Venerable to persuade him to convert. He actually converted and became a believer in the Heavenly Venerable, willing to kill all life for him, including himself. However, the Heavenly Venerable was still not satisfied and refused to let him become his representative.

Bravery is not enough. Slaughter is not enough either.

It's still a little short, still a little short.

The Celestial Venerable's gaze swept across the mortal world again and again. He had to find his representative. The other three gods did not understand what he was being picky about. If he continued to dawdle like this, he might not be able to find his followers when the grand plan began.

A new candidate has emerged; he is brave, bloodthirsty, and possesses formidable strength.

The Celestial Venerable, in his incarnation, fought him on the killing platform. Indeed, the Celestial Venerable found great pleasure in the clash of swords. But He still refused, feeling that something was missing.

Then He saw the boy.

Haha, what a pitiful boy. He did nothing wrong, yet he's about to die. He's been completely fooled by everyone. That woman deceived him, using medicine to force the spiritual seed out of his body and give it to his youngest son.

He knew nothing, unaware that he had such a wicked mother. He once had a bright future in cultivating immortality, but now, he had lost everything.

What to do when you have nothing?

Thunder roared, and the boy rose from the darkness, a machete in his hand, and walked out of the room like a demon from the abyss.

He drew his sword and slashed at his younger brother. His brother, interrupted from his cultivation, panicked and knocked him away. He also unleashed his potential, and spiritual energy roared. The battle began at that moment.

Everyone was alarmed. His younger brother, adoptive father, and mother all held him down. His mother said, "What are you doing? Are you going to kill your brother?!" He was stunned for a moment, then revealed a joyful expression and unleashed his powerful strength once again.

This time, he held a short knife and stabbed his own brother.

Oh, oh, I see, that's what Mother meant. You should have said so sooner! You should have said so sooner! He shouted, grinning maliciously as he stabbed his younger brother, one stab after another.

Bang! A heavy blow struck the back of his head. He was knocked down by his adoptive father. Then, a sharp pain shot through his body. He knew he was about to die. He turned his head to look at his mother.

He thought of his mother's words, her actions, and how, when he was very young, he was held in her arms like a younger brother... Hey, if you want something, just say it directly. Why beat around the bush? You said you wanted my spirit seed, so I'll give it to you. Why do you have to think of me like that? Haven't you always said that I listen to you the most?

When I closed my eyes, I smelled blood, heard my mother's frantic screams, and felt my own tears.

But when he opened his eyes again, he was standing on the killing platform.

Then, he saw his master, the great Heavenly Venerable of Killing and Attaining Enlightenment.

"You are..." He was stiff all over, and the strong smell of blood kept filling his nostrils.

The Celestial Venerable's incarnation slowly approached. His face was indistinct, and it was impossible to tell whether he was male or female, but a terrifying killing intent emanated from behind him.

He showed no fear, and simply stood there motionless, meeting the gaze of the Heavenly Venerable.

"Am I dead...?" he asked. Was this the afterlife? Was the person standing in front of him a god who controlled life and death?

He said, “No, this is the world I created.”

He seemed a little dazed, and nodded: "Oh."

He said, “I will only ask you one question, and you will only have one chance to answer me. You resent your mother, so why don’t you kill her?”