Zhao Gongming arrived, his face full of shame, expressed his apology to Zhang Ruochen, but failed to control the situation of the Space Temple.

Zhang Ruochen waved his hand and said, "Brother Gongming doesn't have to blame himself so much. Naturally, the Lord of the Palace should have the final say in the Space Temple. If he wants to be dictatorial, who can stop him?"

"Besides, under the Space Temple, the monks who should be killed have almost been killed, and the monks who are imprisoned in the divine prison are also released. Could it be that Brother Gongming really thinks that I want to destroy the gods of all worlds and become the public enemy of the world?"

Zhao Gongming was strong all his life, but he was defeated by the Lord of the Space Temple. He felt very uncomfortable and said, "This time he left the gate, the Lord of the Palace has broken through his mental power, reaching the peak of the eighty-nineth level, becoming one of the strongest people under the heavens, and his strength is not inferior to those heavens who have not reached the infinite immeasurable limit."

"Maybe you guessed correctly, the magistrate hidden in the Space Temple is him."

Zhang Ruochen was assassinated by a mysterious spiritual power in the Space Temple.

After the failure, the mysterious spiritual power man fled into Buzhou Mountain and lost his trace.

At that time, Zhang Ruochen made a judgment that if the Lord of the Space Temple came out of seclusion in the near future, then the quasi-zun must be him.

Now Zhang Ruochen’s guesses come true one by one, getting closer and closer to the truth.

Zhang Ruochen's face was extremely calm. There was no doubt that at least 90% of the masters of the Space Temple were the real culprits behind the killing of Chi Kunlun.

The remaining little unknown is just that Zhang Ruochen cannot produce definite evidence.

The Queen of Thousand Bones stood under the tree, standing in the mottled shadow, and said, "He dared to come out of seclusion and fight with you, not just because he reached the peak of the eighty-ninth level. There must be greater support behind her. We must not underestimate the enemy!"

Zhao Gongming was considering the overall situation and did not put his personal emotions into it. He calmed down and said, "He is the master of the Space Temple after all! No matter how we doubt his identity, outsiders will never doubt it. Instead, many gods who are hostile to you will think that he is trying to make trouble, and he is the embodiment of justice, and you are the disruptor who creates unrest."

"As his palace master, he is also the only strong man who can openly fight against you, the great elder today."

"If Ke Luo, Shang Tian, ​​Chongming Ancestor, Xuanyuan Taizu also think so, and secretly supporting the Lord of the Space Temple, it will be a big trouble!"

"If you want to do it, you must do it as soon as possible."

There are many secrets in the Space Temple, only Zhang Ruochen knows it, so he can make a judgment that the Lord of the Space Temple is probably the Measurement Lord. For example, he was assassinated by a strong mental power, and the birth of Zixin Tianzun Lan... The outside world does not know about these things.

Zhang Ruochen said: "After all, the Space Temple is his territory. He is familiar with all the divine formations there, he holds the ultimate foundation and can control the temple to fight. Under the Immortality, who dares to challenge him at the Space Temple?"

It was not that Zhang Ruochen did not dare to break into the Space Temple, but was waiting for the Yuding.

But this matter cannot be told to Zhao Gongming.

Zhao Gongming knew the details of the Lord of the Space Temple and said, "Why would you like to invite Jiutian to the Heavenly Court?"

The Lord of the Space Temple is the third elder of the Nishen clan, and the Nine Heavens are also Nishen clan.

It can save a lot of trouble if you come forward from Jiutian.

Zhang Ruochen thought of the old drunkard who had no news yet, and felt worried in his heart, shook his head and sighed: "This matter is not yet finalized! Brother Gongming, please ask me a little bit, why was the Anti-God Clan exterminated by the Clan and the Hell Realm unwilling to be killed?"

Zhao Gongming's face changed, and his eyes showed memories and fear.

The other people present were moved by the fact that they could make a long-standing iron-blooded war god appear like this.

The night is thick and quiet.

Zhang Ruochen said: "I know this is a taboo topic, but this matter involves the Anti-God Clan. I want to figure out whether the Lord of the Space Temple will join the quantitative organization and move towards the path of world destruction because he resents the Heavenly Court or the monks in the entire universe."

The experience of the Anti-God Clan a hundred thousand years ago was indeed too miserable. As the elder of the Anti-God Clan, it was normal for the inner demon to be born and used by the quantitative organization.

If you are not a human being, you know the suffering of others. If you are not a human being, you know the hatred of others.

The eyes of the Thousand Bone Queen showed a curious look. The Lord of the Space Temple actually came from the Anti-God Clan?

She said: "Legendly, 100,000 years ago, the Heavenly Court betrayed the Anti-God Clan and obtained a ceasefire agreement with the Hell Realm at the expense of the Anti-God Clan."

"Who said? If there is such a person in Heaven, I will be the first to kill him. If the Heavenly Lord is such a person, I would rather go back to the Sword King Realm to graze than be a bullshit God of War."

Zhao Gongming looked angry, but gradually his eyes became sad and helpless again, and he sighed: "Although this is a taboo topic, it is not impossible to tell you. I know more than some heavens in this world."

Zhang Ruochen invited Zhao Gongming to the inner hall and sat in the hall.

A bright lamp is covered in the glass tower, and the flames are leaping and swaying, making the hall full of strange and bizarre atmosphere.

"This matter starts with the catastrophe of destruction that affected the universe and the world a hundred thousand years ago!" Zhao Gongming said.

Zhang Ruochen heard from Haitang’s grandmother about this disaster, and he also asked many older generation figures.

At that time, the entire Kunlun Realm turned into a fireball, and the divine flames wrapped the entire world for three months. The holy monk, the questioning heaven, the dragon master, the gods in the gods... All the gods in the Kunlun Realm tried their best and used all means to block them.

Not only the Kunlun Realm, but all the universes are surrounded by divine flames, with unknown terrifying powers to destroy the world.

This is called "small disaster" by many gods!

No one knows why the divine flame retreated three months later.

Is that unknown force that cannot destroy all worlds and retreats voluntarily? Or has someone repelled Him?

Because, at that time, all the strong men in the universe were saving themselves and just wanted to survive in the divine flame.

It was this small disaster that completely changed the pattern of the universe.

The holy realm, known as the heart of all worlds, was destroyed by this small disaster, and countless gods fell. If it weren't for the great elder of the Negative God clan who held the Negative God monument and traveled all over the world and established a heavenly court on the ruined holy realm land, until today, the court universe was still a mess.

Of course, it is precisely this catastrophe that the strength of the Heavenly Court Universe is completely behind the Hell Realm.

This disaster scared all the gods because the entire universe almost turned into silence, and all living beings were almost wiped out.

So, everyone began to think about how to deal with it!

The Kunlun Realm is no longer as before, only a few people can enter the sundial practice. It officially opens the sundial on a large scale and enters the era of "one day in the sky, one year on the earth".

The main war factions in the Hell Realm completely overwhelmed the main peace factions and neutral factions, the Temple of Destiny and the Yama tribe all underwent great changes.

The main war faction must quickly improve their cultivation and strengthen the power of the ten clans through war, killing and devouring, so as to deal with the next catastrophe of destruction that may come at any time. Of course, there is a lot of incentives from a large number of organizations.

Standing at the perspective of the gods in the hell realm, it is understandable to do this. Taking advantage of the disarray of sand in the heavenly realm and all worlds, they are very weak and engulf them all.

In killing and war, there will be more and more undead spirits. The Immortal Blood Clan and the Rakshasa tribe can get a steady stream of blood food, and there will be more natural things that transform into Shura.

However, the Hell Realm overestimated its own strength and was blocked in the Kunlun Realm. As a result, the two universes became a war of attrition, and both were killed and injured. More than half of the gods fell, and countless great worlds were destroyed.

Zhao Gongming slowly said: "At that time, the great catastrophe of the world was not yet established. The holy realm was the heart of all worlds and the place where the holy cultivators of all worlds gathered. The nine of us and the Heavenly Lord rushed to the holy realm together, hoping to rescue him."

"But it was blocked by a fog!"

"In the gray fog, a vast and boundless river of corpses flowed, extending into the depths of the universe. At that time, a breath that still scares me when I think about it today, as if just a breath can erase my soul."

"Except for the Heavenly Lord, the rest of us, including Bian Zhuang, were suppressed by the gray fog and could not move."

The Queen of Thousand Bones could not imagine that there was such a terrifying power in the world and said, "Is it the ancestor?"

"Maybe it is the power of heaven, the heaven that wants to destroy the world. Perhaps it is the quantity, the great power of destruction of the great catastrophe." Zhao Gongming said with lingering fear.

Zhang Ruochen said, "Did you see Him?"

Zhao Gongming shook his head and said, "What should the Heavenly Lord know? His expression was a bit abnormal at that time. I can see that he also felt fear. He was a person who never had fear. That was his first time he hesitating and did not dare to move forward. But in the end, he defeated the terror in his heart, broke the suppression of the gray fog, and took us to the depths of the corpse river."

"But not long after, the corpse river and gray mist retreated voluntarily, and the breath dissipated without a trace."

"When we arrived at the holy realm, we saw only a piece of brokenness, countless temples collapsed, the sacred mountain was leveled, the divine veins were broken, and the corpses of the gods and the holy cultivators were everywhere."

When Zhang Ruochen, the Venerable of the Tribulation, and the Queen of Thousand Bones heard this secret, they were naturally shocked and realized that the small disaster that year was not like a disaster in heaven and earth, but more like a human-made one.

"What does this matter have to do with the experience of the Anti-God Clan later? During this period, at least a thousand years have passed, right? It should be more than two thousand years?" said Venerable Jie.

Zhao Gongming said: "Have you heard of Feng's blood curse?"

"Is the rumor true?" said the Thousand Bone Empress.

Zhao Gongming smiled bitterly: "It was indeed spread. The sealing order could not seal the mouths of those powerful people of the heavens. The entire Anti-God Clan, except for the Jiutian lineage, all the tribesmen were hit by the blood curse. Everyone seemed to have endless blood in their bodies. The blood was burning every moment, and they were all crazy, running towards the Santu River as if they were summoned. They were running and worshipping."

"Do you know, what they sacrificed?"

"They worship themselves."

"Take yourself as a sacrifice, you must open a certain channel and wake up the unknown."

"It's just on the Santu River, just watching them run crazy, burn their blood, and keep worshiping. I saw the gray fog again and sensed the familiar terrifying aura."

"Not only me, but also the top strong men in the Heavenly Court and Hell Realm also sensed it. Both sides had to sign a ceasefire agreement immediately and rushed to Santuhe. If I remember correctly, it was the time node when the Sumeru Holy Monk fell outside the Kunlun Realm."
Chapter completed!