Not only that.
At this mont in Heavenly Bull City, a divine altar appeared in the sky, bearing supre pressure, descending upon the temple and then transforming once again into the Hongng Pool.
But this ti.
Ren Changsheng did not set up any constraints, but instead allowed the Hongng Purple Qi surrounding the Hongng Pool to freely enter into this part of Heavenly Bull City’s Chaotic World.
Using Hongng Purple Qi to constrain Heavenly Bull City?
Ren Changsheng disdains such a thought!
Although Ren Changsheng is now the Emperor of Heavenly Bull City, compared to the majesty of the grand world outside.
That’s far enough.
Besides.
The grand world outside is Ren Changsheng’s root world. In that world, Ren Changsheng is an invincible presence, indeed a true God!
As for Heavenly Bull City.
The highest provider of faith is the Emperor’s Palace.
"I need to have Ba Di and the others reorganize this Heavenly Bull City. If we allow other powers to exist, that will surely affect my collection of faith power. This Heavenly Bull City, with just my Emperor’s Palace alone, is enough!"
Ren Changsheng thought to himself in silence.
After a mont.
Ren Changsheng once again sat down cross-legged.
This ti, signing in.
Did not much enhance Ren Changsheng’s strength, but with the Ti-Space Roulette, this made Ren Changsheng’s heart feel much more at ease. With this Ti-Space Roulette, facing a hundred practitioners above the Dao level.
He could also retreat!
"Boom!"
But just as Ren Changsheng wanted to continue his cultivation, the firmant above suddenly trembled, as if sothing was attacking the Heavenly Bull Chaotic World.
"Supre Eye!"
Standing up, Ren Changsheng’s eyes burst with golden radiance.
Above the firmant.
Countless laws of chaos dispersed, and suddenly three figures appeared before Ren Changsheng; the leader was a man with a terrifyingly boundless aura.
He had reached the realm of twenty-five Dao levels.
Behind the man, there were three others, all with auras not weak, each having reached beyond ten Dao levels, and on them, they bore the aura of dark laws.
"People from the Dark Temple!"
A flash of coldness glead in Ren Changsheng’s eyes, and then with one step, he directly moved toward the sky. Now the Heavenly Bull Chaotic World has beco Ren Changsheng’s world of faith.
Of course, Ren Changsheng would not.
Allow these people to co in.
To spoil the grand world of Heavenly Bull is to spoil his own faith!
Outside the world.
"Here they co!"
The man stood proudly, looking at the world before him, his eyes flickering with coldness. This Heavenly Bull Chaotic World, that was supposed to be their God’s world of faith.
Unexpectedly.
It had been occupied by soone else, and the person before him had even taken away the inheritance from the Jiuming Secret Realm. That was the inheritance of the Nine-Life Saint, which even the God had coveted.
Rumored in that inheritance.
Is a Cultivation Technique that can cultivate to over a thousand Dao levels!
"Hum, hum!"
The world tore open a gap, Ren Changsheng erged from the Heavenly Bull Chaotic World, his gaze indifferent as he looked at the four people before him.
"You’re people from the Dark Temple again?"
Ren Changsheng’s cold voice sounded.
Toward the Dark Temple, Ren Changsheng held little affection. If it weren’t for him taking the Nine-Life Divine Sword, the Dark Temple would probably not pay him any heed.
"Ren Changsheng, you are indeed here!"
The man’s cold voice rose.
"Who are you?"
Ren Changsheng asked coolly.
"I am Zeng Yitian, the third disciple of the Dark Temple’s God. Ren Changsheng, if you’re sensible, then follow to face our God and confess, as long as you hand over the Jiuming inheritance and Heavenly Bull City, I believe our God will spare you!"
Looking at Ren Changsheng, Zeng Yitian’s voice was low.
"Admit your guilt? Hand over the Nine-Life Inheritance and Heavenly Bull City?"
"Hahaha..."
Ren Changsheng burst into laughter, forgiveness? What a joke! If Ren Changsheng guessed correctly, the mont he handed over his possessions, the first one this Divine Lord would kill would be himself!
"What’s your take?"
Looking at Ren Changsheng, Zeng Yitian’s voice was low.
"Zeng Yitian, isn’t it? You’re an adult after all, do you seriously think your Divine Lord would spare ? Besides, why would Ren Changsheng need your forgiveness?"
Ren Changsheng’s voice was arrogantly rising.
"Arrogant!"
A chill surged in Zeng Yitian’s eyes. Of course, he could discern Ren Changsheng’s cultivation level—Ren Changsheng was at the level of nine Cultivation Techniques.
Such a level.
That was considered a general strong practitioner, but in front of him, a chosen one of the Dark Temple, it was nothing. He was a practitioner with twenty-five Cultivation Techniques, while Ren Changsheng only had nine.
What’s that worth?
"Do you know what it ans to betray the Dark Temple? It is a capital offense. To covet the Divine Lord’s world of faith is an unforgivable sin!"
Zeng Yitian said angrily, looking at Ren Changsheng.
"Betrayal?"
"You think too highly of yourselves. I, Ren Changsheng, never joined your Dark Temple, so how can there be betrayal? If you want Heavenly Bull City, co and get it!"
Ren Changsheng beckoned Zeng Yitian with his finger.
With a cultivation level of nine Cultivation Techniques, and equipped with the Ti-Space Roulette and the Nine-Life Divine Sword in hand, Ren Changsheng was not afraid of this man—in fact, Ren Changsheng wanted to see if he could.
Kill this Zeng Yitian!
"Seeking death!"
The chill in Zeng Yitian’s eyes exploded. Coming here today, he thought Ren Changsheng would be intimidated by his cultivation level, but unexpectedly, Ren Changsheng was so defiant!
"Do you know how high my cultivation level is?"
Zeng Yitian’s voice was cold.
"How high is it?"
Ren Changsheng asked with a sneer.
"I have cultivated to the level of a Saint of the Chaotic World for a full thirteen hundred epochs. My cultivation level has ascended to the realm of twenty-five Cultivation Techniques. Killing you would be like crushing an ant!"
Zeng Yitian said conceitedly, looking at Ren Changsheng.
He wanted to see Ren Changsheng’s eyes fill with panic and fear. In his opinion, it must be because Ren Changsheng had not discerned his cultivation level that he dared to be so insolent?
"Twenty-five Cultivation Techniques?"
"Scary, so scary!"
Ren Changsheng chuckled softly, his eyes filled with mockery as he looked at the man.
"Damn it!"
Zeng Yitian’s face darkened.
"My lord, there’s no need to waste words on this youngster. Let the three of us take him down directly and bring him back for the Divine Lord to deal with!"
Soone standing behind the man stepped forward and said coldly.
"That’s right, just take him down. If he dares to resist, we’ll cripple his cultivation. This man dared to offend our Dark Temple, and that is a death sentence!"
"Do you not know because of this man, Xia Yuan, our sister, has been suppressed in the depths of the Dark Abyss? That is the deep abyss of darkness. With her delicate body, how can she withstand it?"
...
The eyes of the three were filled with unparalleled coldness.
"Xia Yuan?"
"What happened to Xia Yuan?"
Hearing Xia Yuan’s na, a surge of coldness rose in Ren Changsheng’s eyes?
"Boy, it’s all because of you. If it weren’t for you, why would sister Xia be suppressed by the master in the Dark Abyss? The abyss of darkness is constantly invading with its laws. Even those with more than ten Cultivation Techniques can’t withstand it. Sister Xia only has three Cultivation Techniques. It’s feared that once she goes in, she will never be able to co out again!"
Zeng Yitian said coldly.
"What?"
Ren Changsheng’s body shook, and at the next mont, a cold killing intent spread from his body.
Dark Temple, this is courting death!
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