Chapter 94: The Holy Spirit God Race!

Hearing these words, Di Jun frowned.

If things were truly as Shengling Nüwang said, then this was somewhat difficult to handle.

If the place where he had fallen was relatively close to the Primordial World, then by relying on his senses, Donghuang Taiyi would be able to return to the Primordial World.

But if it were in a place very far from the Primordial World.

Then returning to the Primordial World would become as difficult as finding a needle in the ocean.

As for whether this might be a ruse thrown out by Shengling Nüwang, Di Jun felt that given the God Race's methods, they likely disdained doing such low-quality things as lying.

Just as he was frowning and thinking about how to enlarge the world coordinates in Chaos so that Donghuang Taiyi could sense the direction.

The Shengling Nüwang opposite him spoke up.

"Are you Demon Race still going to fight? If you don't want to fight, then please roll back to the Heavenly Court!"

Di Jun raised an eyebrow upon hearing this.

How did this sound? Could it be that their God Race really wanted to have a grand, epoch-making war between gods and demons?

Just as he intended to sound the gong and temporarily withdraw his troops, the voice transmissions of Zhunti Saint and Yuqing Yuanshi rang in his ears.

Yuqing Yuanshi: "Temporarily hold the God Race back; we are already tracking the location of the Divine Court!"

Zhunti: "Do not retreat; Fellow Daoist Moluo and many other Quasi-Saints and Daluo Golden Immortals have already arrived at the rear of the God Race!"

Yuqing Yuanshi, Zhunti: "Strive to take down the entire God Race in one fell swoop at this moment!"

Hearing this, Di Jun's eyes brightened.

The gloom in his eyes vanished, replaced by a sense of complete ease.

In a certain space within the Western Continent.

The Primordial saints and Moluo of the Demon Rice were gathered here.

One could see Moluo holding a God Race warrior of the Main God Realm whose Hunyuan and Five Elements were all sealed.

Judging from the appearance.

This God Race Main God was from the Abyss Royal Court of the Divine Court's Seven Royal Courts, a Desire Demon God Race member who cultivated the seven emotions and six desires!

And Moluo was also an expert in this field, and given the gap in strength.

The consciousness of this Desire Demon God Race Main God was quickly manipulated by Moluo.

Through his consciousness.

The saints on the side joined forces to shield the inherent Gods' Great Will of the Divine Court.

From those practiced movements, one could tell.

The Tiantao Zhusheng had clearly performed the same experiment many times.

It was only because they lacked the divine ability and laws to perfectly manipulate the consciousness of God Race warriors that they often failed.

But at this moment, because of the presence of Moluo of the Demon Race.

Coupled with the characteristics of the Abyss God Race, they finally succeeded for once.

Seeing that the experiment was successful, Moluo could not help but look at the Tiantao Zhusheng.

The Tiantao Zhusheng also looked at each other, and all saw the eagerness in each other's eyes.

Finally, it was Taiqing Laozi who first interrogated the sluggish Desire Demon God Race warrior.

"Who are you? What is your name?"

"I am of the Desire Demon God Race of the Abyss lineage, my true name is Waterma·Yelujifu·Sahe... 【sixteen characters omitted here】... Barkefes!"

Hearing this, a trace of disdain flashed in the eyes of all the saints.

In their view.

Because.

They learned from this person's name that there were at least a dozen other God Race true names contained within it.

And to combine so many true names into one's own true name showed how low the status of this Desire Demon God Race warrior was.

Carrying the true names of others meant that this person had already been marked by a dozen or more individuals.

Any merit earned would be completely carved up by those whose true names were above his.

From this, one could see that the Abyss God Race was a group growing in a wild, uncivilized manner.

However, Moluo was quite interested in the Abyss God Race.

The laws they cultivated were not only similar to their Demon Race, but the nature of their divine power even carried a trace of demonic intent.

It was evident.

This God Race of the Abyss was the same type of being as their Demon Race.

Just then, Taiqing Laozi continued to ask.

"Where is the Divine Court?"

"How many worlds does the God Race have?"

"How much power does the Divine Court still have?"

"What is the God Race's plan for Honghuang..."

Regarding this, Taiqing Laozi asked dozens of questions in a row concerning the God Race's Divine Court!

But this Barkefes was merely a low-level warrior of the Main God Realm!

Aside from matters concerning the Abyss lineage and the hostile Heaven God Race, he actually knew very little about most of the Divine Court's affairs.

However.

It was not as if Taiqing Laozi and the others had no gains.

At the very least, they learned the important reason for the rise of the God Race.

The Gods' Hall!

The God Court Lord is the Gods' Great Will!

The God Court Yuanyi Great Thousand World!

The God Race Gate of Worlds!

The Shenzu Zhutian Wanjie!

The noble Imperial Clan within the God Court God Race—the Shengling God Race!

The secret of the immortality of the Angel God Race in Tiantiangjie, the Angel Origin Core, and the Angel Rebirth Pool!

The Chusheng Hai of the Shenyuan Jie, viviparity, devouring evolution, lords...

Even if they did not know much, this general situation—a series of secrets of the God Race that were not secrets—still caused the Tiantao Zhusheng to gasp in cold air.

However, Moluo did not have much interest in these, but instead became very interested in the Samuyi Shenwang of the Shenyuan Jie and the Abyss Court.

If it were not for their hostile relationship, he might have already become a good confidant with this Samuyi Shenwang.

Zixiao Palace.

Hongjun, who was meditating, suddenly opened his eyes, his calm gaze involuntarily cast toward Honghuang.

Regarding the affairs of the six Saints of the Heavenly Rice, although he rarely concerned himself with their actions, he still paid some attention to them.

Therefore.

He also saw the Tiantao Zhusheng deducing the Shenzu Zhutian Wanjie.

However.

He expressed great doubt that they could obtain this intelligence from a God Race warrior.

"Then, what are you laying out?"

In his early years, he had long attempted to obtain intelligence on the God Race from low-level God Race warriors.

But every time he reached the critical moment of controlling a God Race warrior, the Gods' Great Will would descend to stop him.

Every time he sent down his will, wanting to obtain some information from the God Soul of a severely wounded and dying God Race warrior, a strand of Zhiga will would descend at the critical moment.

After countless times.

Over these years, he had also obtained some secrets that were not secrets to the God Race from the actions of the God Race and the fluctuations of laws during entries and exits through the Boundary Gate.

He just did not expect that the Tiantao Zhusheng could actually succeed so easily from the God Race warriors.

He did not believe that a mere Moluo could perfectly control the will of the God Race.

As for the Tiantao Zhusheng being able to intercept the descent of the Gods' Great Will, he also did not believe that the Gods' Great Will could be intercepted so easily.

Tens of thousands of years ago, the Gods' Great Will was only at the Saint realm, and he had not succeeded then, let alone now that the Gods' Great Will was as strong as the Heavenly Rice.

Therefore.

This intelligence was undoubtedly intelligence deliberately released by the God Court Lord.

This made Hongjun feel quite curious.

What exactly was the reason that made Shengling Huang, who had persisted for tens of thousands of years, give up his persistence?

And what exactly was he laying out?

Thinking of this, the gaze Hongjun cast toward Shengling Nüwang and the gods of the God Race in Honghuang became increasingly profound.

Within a mysterious space.

After consuming these secrets of the God Race.

Zhunti could not help but look toward Moluo and ask in a concentrated voice.

"How is it, when will your Demon Race make a move?"

Speaking of this, Yuqing Yuanshi, who was to the side, also looked at Moluo with some solemnity, and then said heavily.

"Your Demon Race really hides! Just the Great Supernatural Beings of the Hunyuan Realm number twelve, and there are over a thousand of the Great Luo Realm. This seat is very curious about where you have been hiding for countless years?"

"Hehe~!"

Regarding Yuanshi's question, Moluo gave a strange laugh.

"If it weren't for the inexplicable rise of the God Race, we of the Demon Race would not have emerged today; we might have continued to accumulate for several more epochs! Hahaha-he!"

"You hide so deeply, what is your intention?"

Tongtian Jiaozhu asked with a frown.

(End of chapter)