The second prince greeted the people from Sifang City in a familiar way, walked all the way to the two of them, and sent a message: "Two seniors, this is the Fangxing Sword I have introduced to you. He has reached the seventh level of the god level."

"Oh?" The young man sitting in the left head had a national face, and his eyes were filled with a kind of weathered wisdom. He was the lord of Sifang City, and his secret identity was Adam, a saint who traveled through the miracle world a thousand years ago.

"This little friend is the Fang Xingjian you often mention. He is indeed a talented person. He has reached the seventh level of the god level at a young age, and his future is unlimited."

On the other side of the jade table, a young man with sword-browed eyebrows and starry eyes and a vicious face glanced at Fang Xingjian coldly and said, "It's not bad, but there is a little more useful one, but the murderous intent is too weak, so I don't know how the actual combat is going."

Adam smiled from the side and said helplessly: "Brother, you can't compare the young people with you."

As he said that, he turned his head and looked at Fang Xingjian and said, "Since you have come here, you must have seen Wu Ruitai. How is he now?"

Fang Xingjian said: "Life is about to end."

Hearing this sentence, Adam and the terrifying God King both looked slightly darker. Adam sighed: "Oh, over the past thousand years, we have owe too much to the Holy See. If every generation of Pope had sacrificed himself, the Central World would have invaded long ago."

"Why do you think so much? The past is over, why do you need to say too much?" said the terrifying God King: "The current problem is still the gate of creation. If the old guy Zhaixing is really allowed to successfully unify all the sects in the world and work together to build the gate of creation, it may not take long for them to invade the Western Continent."

Speaking of this, the few people were all frowning. Whether it was the Saint Adam or the Horror God King, they were currently at the eighth level of the god level. Although they were infinitely close to the ninth level of the god level, they never really reached it.

The ninth level of the god level is really too difficult. Just like the central continent has such a profound foundation, there have been many hundreds of eighth level powerhouses in history, but there are only three people in the ninth level of the god level, which shows the difficulties.

The lack of strength makes them unable to compete with the Zhaixing people head-on, and all they can do is to delay time.

"Oh." Adam said, "Call everyone and let's discuss it."

A moment later, five powerful people at the seventh level of the god level and twelve powerful people at the sixth level of the god level came here. Some of them were strong people who came here with Adam a thousand years ago, and some of them were strong people cultivated by Adam and the terrifying God King in this thousand years.

Of course, in terms of appearance, just like the current Adam and the terrifying God King, they all turned into black hair and black eyes.

When everyone gathered together, they immediately started to communicate with their martial arts consciousness.

When we came across the sea with Adam, Charles, the last emperor of the Tulip Dynasty a thousand years ago, said: "We can't continue to be so passive anymore. We must be a little tougher! If the Feixian Cult is allowed to take charge of the sects in the world, then there will be no hope of confrontation in the Western Continent."

"How else can you take the initiative?" Another seventh-level god level, Saint Somos, who was a thousand years ago, said coldly: "Now Master Zhaixing has closed the Pijie Gate, and the upper and lower realms have lost contact. We are just turtles in the jar, and no one can get out, and Uritai can't help us.

There is not a single ninth level of god level. Who can you stop Master Zhaixing? God Haotian and Immortal Jade Qing?"

"What do you think you should do?" The last emperor Charles said impatiently: "Recently, the Feixian Sect's control has become increasingly strict, and even requires registration of cultivation and reporting arrangements every month. After today, the four true kings have supervised hundreds of factions in the world. If they don't take action now, they may not have the chance to take action in the future."

"If you take action, you will die."

"Somos, what do you mean? You are so greedy for life and fear of death? Or have you defected to Zhaixing?"

"Fuck, don't you wrong me. I mean to contact Wu Ruitai. Without him, how could we fight against Mr. Zhaixing?"

Everyone came to discuss and talked, making noise and accuse each other, but they never came up with any effective method, which made Adam and the terrifying god king Dante frowned.

Finally, Dante, the terrifying god king, snorted coldly, and the invisible will of martial arts swept across the bodies of everyone present: "Enough, what's the noise like?"

Adam, who was standing aside, coughed and said softly: "Okay, it's naturally not advisable to confront each other. This time, it's still the old way to contact each sect and delay the unification process of the Feixian Cult on the grounds of retaining the autonomy of the sect and opposing the direct jurisdiction of the four true lords.

Remember, keep it confidential and never expose our identities…”

Adam's words set the tone for everyone's discussion.

Adam looked at Fang Xingjian again and asked, "Xingjian, I see you and Tang Xian come in. I wonder if this person can be trusted?"

"Yes." Fang Xingjian nodded.

Hearing his words, everyone around him looked at him, and Adam also said, "Okay, if there is such a God-level eighth level support, the plan will be much smoother. Xingjian, can you please talk to Mr. Tang and let him advance and retreat with us later."

Fang Xingjian nodded, and naturally he didn't plan to stand up and tell everyone about his plan, just like Charles and Saint Mosus quarreled before, who knew if anyone here had joined the Feixian Sect.

"Okay, with the addition of Zizai Gong Tang Xian, our momentum has become much bigger," said Charles.

Saint Mosus nodded, "The Palace of Zizai and Feixian Sect have a great grudge, but it is our chance." He looked at Xingjian and ordered, "Xingjian, you must explain the situation to Tang Xian later. Even if he disagrees, don't offend him."

Tang Xian, who knew that Zizai Palace would also come to help, and everyone present suddenly became more confident. After all, the master of the eighth level of the god level has already produced the strongest combat power besides Master Zhaixing, the Immortal Lord Yuqing and God Haotian.

Fang Xingjian looked at the people who continued to discuss, suddenly turned his head and asked the second prince beside him, "Can you grasp the whereabouts of the man Zhaixing? Or the traces of his clones?"

"How is that possible?" said the second prince: "He is a powerful man at the ninth level of the god level. Fortunately, he is free and unrestrained, so how can he follow him?"

Fang Xingjian nodded and did not say anything, but there were already five martial arts projections coming to the venue in secret, slowly surrounding the entire venue, waiting for the ancestor Zhaixing to come to him.

In the next few hours, the number of people in the venue increased, and almost 99% of the sects in the world had arrived. In order not to attract any ideas, Fang Xingjian also walked back to the side of Zizai Palace. Tang Xian, a new god-level eighth level, was blocking in front, and no one paid attention to him.

Tang Xian did become one of the focus of attention of countless people on the scene. Experts from all walks of life came to talk, test, unite and bewitch, which made Tang Xian overwhelmed. Fang Xingjian also gave him a random order and asked him to cooperate with the actions of Adam and others in a while.

Just as the entire venue became more and more lively, four terrifying auras soared into the sky, and four powerful men of the eighth level of the gods slowly stepped up to the sky and stood in the void. They were the four true lords of the Feixian Sect, including the Dongxu True Lord.

The leader is Xuanxuan Zhenjun, among the four true lords. From the appearance, he looks like a beautiful girl in a red robe and a bun.

The girl looked at everyone present, and the cold voice spread throughout the audience: "Everyone, the master is suppressing the fragments of the Gate of Creation. We will arrive later. Let's start first.
Chapter completed!