Wanliu City, the house of Li Boyang.

The officials have dispersed. Li Boyang had this sarcasm and coldness on his face.

With his high position, he can actually show such a superficial expression? Apparently something had happened, either he was sure of what he had planned, or he had been taken away and no longer had the foresight he had been.

Suddenly, a man stepped out from behind the screen. So many ministers didn't even notice his existence here just now? He is middle-aged, his face is resolute, and his whole body is full of majesty, obviously he has cultivated the bearing of being in a high position all year round.

Seeing this person, Li Boyang's face suddenly became respectful.

"My Emperor..."Li Boyang's face became unusually respectful.

The emperor stood there, looking in the direction of the door, he did not respond immediately, and there was no obvious expression on his face. It is impossible to guess his thoughts and even emotions from some details.

If there is one word to describe the emperor, it is unfathomable.

"The plan is about to come true." The Emperor let out an exclamation. This was said a little elegantly, and it was confusing, but his eyes were looking in the direction where the ministers had left, and it was obvious that there would be no follow-up.

Sure enough, he said the follow-up words immediately after.

"How many of these ministers do you think they can serve as pillars of the new world?" The emperor turned around as he spoke, and he bent his head to look at Li Boyang.

"Except for those lackeys of the three major sects, there should be no problem with the others." Although Li Boyang's words were calm, the anger in his words was also clear.

"In the past few thousand years, although it is said that the imperial court has ruled the world, the imperial court is weak, and in fact, it is still dominated by the three major sects. Although the three great sects forbade meddling in the affairs of the imperial court in the management of mortals, the harm caused by cultivators to mortals has increased day by day over the years.

In the last year alone, for example, more than 10,000 people have died because of the fighting methods of the cultivators. That's more than two thousand more than the year before..."Speaking of this, Li Boyang looked at the emperor out of the corner of his eye.

The emperor's face did not change in the slightest, and there was still no emotion.

"As predicted in the Divine Book, the power of the cultivators is now getting out of control..."Li Boyang said cautiously.

The emperor stood in front of the window, as if asleep, without the slightest movement. It wasn't until a moment later that he turned his head to look at Li Boyang in front of him.

"What the hell are you saying we're right? Or is it wrong? ”

The emperor's words were completely beyond Li Boyang's expectations. He had expected that he would say something about the monastics' loss of control, or ask about the specific arrangements. But he didn't. However, this is also expected by Li Boyang. If the mind of an emperor is easy to guess, then such an emperor is not too far from a puppet, if not a puppet.

The emperor's words were asked suddenly, but Li Boyang answered without hesitation. Because of this question, he had thought about it countless times.

"My Emperor, what we are doing now can be said to be creating a new world and situation, where there are no cultivators, only ordinary people, no longer have to worry about being affected by fights and death, no need to be trained to take away blood, no longer have to live a life of fate. Everyone is equal. Everything is maintained by the law, and society is full of peace. Li Boyang's face carried a hint of yearning.

It's just that if there are no cultivators, how can the current cultivators solve it? Not to mention anything else, the emperor and Li Boyang must have mana. Will they kill themselves?

"I don't know if we can see it," the Emperor sighed slowly.

"Are all the artifacts in place now?" The emperor asked Li Boyang.

"It's already been arranged, just waiting for all the cultivators to assemble. This foreign attack provided us with the perfect time to capture all the high-end forces in one fell swoop. At that time, there will be no obstacle to the remaining small fish and shrimp. Li Boyang had a victor's smile on his face.

"When these issues are dealt with and a new world order is established, we should leave...", the emperor's face showed a hint of longing.

"I really want to see what the upper world is like."

What exactly this upper world refers to may only be understood by Li Boyang, who has studied the divine book with the emperor.

Far away from the battlefield of Wanliu City, the battlefield of humans and swamp insects and beasts and foreign barbarian evil creatures.

Countless people and evil things are fighting together.

The curtain of light that connected the heavens and the earth was already crumbling, and it seemed that it would collapse at any moment. In order to prevent the barrier from shattering, many cultivators had even formed a line of defense before them. In this way, they have to directly face the impact of insects, beasts, and evil things like mountains and seas.

Affected by instinct, the insects and beasts that are eager to flee go berserk and attack the cultivators in front of them.

The air currents around him swirled and surged, forming a cocoon-like shield. Countless insects and beasts were cut by the air current, spilling blood of various colors. But they were undaunted, and still went to the death to attack and bite, and gradually, the wind shield began to weaken.

His face turned pale, cold sweat began to break out on his forehead, then his whole body, and then, he turned his head and looked in one direction, his eyes full of emotion.

Happy, reluctant, fearful......

The next moment, the shield broke, and his body was torn apart and devoured in the tide of insects and beasts.

The other person, he kept condensing fireballs and throwing them towards the insects and beasts in front of him.

"Boom~" The explosion of the fireball was mixed with the sharp hiss of various insects and beasts.

He was a disciple of the Fire God Sect, and he was much stronger than the loose cultivator just now, so this mountain and sea of insects and beasts couldn't rush to him for a while.

"Die—" he shouted, his eyes already red, and the fireball in his hand grew more and more violent. Countless insect corpses were splashed, mixed with the smell of burnt paste.

"Haha, come on, I haven't killed enough!" He began to laugh maniacally.

It's a war, a war that blocks everything. Even cultivators began to go berserk at this moment like ordinary soldiers on the battlefield. It seems that this is the only way to vent the emotions in the heart.

Suddenly, a blue light flashed, and a bloody hole appeared in his chest.

This sneak attack was the moment when his old power had just been released and his new power had not yet been fully condensed.

His gaze froze, then furious. He actually reached into his chest and grabbed a palm-sized mantis like a skeleton.

The praying mantis, which was already stained with blood, could not enjoy the delicious food, and it twisted its body desperately to break free, and even let out a strange and terrible scream.

The surrounding insects and beasts were stunned. He actually retreated slightly, as if he was extremely afraid of this little praying mantis. It was this small pause that gave him a chance, a chance to commit suicide or sacrifice his life to kill the enemy.

"Let's die together!" He spent the last moments of his life shouting out, and then turned into a huge ball of fire.

The small skeleton-like praying mantis was reduced to ashes in the flames.