The struggle in the capital continues to ferment, and the impact inside is far from being as simple as what you see from the outside.

In this multi-party game, Daqi seems to have won, but it is not so easy on the surface, and the True Martial Sect that is secretly suppressed is not so embarrassed.

Although they were suppressed and purged on the surface, secretly, the core members of the True Martial Arts Sect escaped.

In several states on the southwest side, the high-level Taoist officials have been killed, and the Taoist officials on the surface are all puppets they have supported. Daqi's rule over this place is only nominally, Daozhou, which is also in the southwest border.

A new round of counterattack has already begun to brew.

Black Forest.

In front of a ruined temple, a stone turtle camel monument.

Ding Wushang, dressed in black, quietly looked at the afterimage in the temple, standing silently, as if waiting for someone.

After a long time.

An old man dressed in sackcloth stepped on dead leaves.

"These desolate temples, ordinary people really can't enter."

After the old man came in, he said to Ding Wusupreme, who was observing the temple.

"After all, it's a temple of the gods."

"God? It's just an evil thing. Do you believe in them? ”

The old man sneered, walked over and patted the stele on the back of the stone turtle with his hand.

"I don't believe it."

Ding Wushang shook his head, not at all the madness of those Aragami believers.

"But it works."

"It's very useful, how can we be so comfortable without those crazy people in front." The old man smiled before he spoke.

"Uncle and grandson."

"Uncle and grandson family, Confucian overhaul, I know."

Ding Wushang looked at the old man and said calmly.

"I just want to know, you, a Confucian overhaul who stands on Emperor Qi's side, see what is the matter with my 'rebellious', aren't you afraid that Emperor Qi will know and beat you into a thief?"

"Emperor Qi."

A hint of jealousy flashed in the uncle's eyes.

The Great Apocalypse is strong.

But the most terrifying person is still the Emperor Qi.

The world only knows the legends of the Aragami and the ancient gods, and they also know that the remnants of the Aragami have a large amount of 'Aragami pollution', but they don't know that the Emperor himself is the biggest source of pollution. As the loser's 'Aragami' is still so terrifying, what will the winner's old god be.

Nobody knows.

Because the Great Revelation is the spokesperson of the ancient gods, all the 'rebellions' who tempted the ancient gods are dead.

"There is something wrong with Emperor Qi's state, otherwise it would be impossible for Zhang Tianshi to hurt him."

"I know."

Ding Wushang didn't say much. Emperor Qi's state, he knew better than this old man, because it was their True Martial Sect that did it. That Zhang Tianshi is his master!

"The world is sliding into the abyss, not only your Daomen are anxious, but my Confucian sect is also seeking a way to survive."

Demon Museum

For this world, whether it is an Aragami or an ancient god. They are all large sources of pollution, they continue to pollute the world, dragging the world into the abyss step by step. Pollution, which was once rare, has become more and more over the years, and this is the best evidence.

In this situation, the people who live in this world are the saddest.

They can't fight God.

No matter how strong the warriors are, they can't hurt the gods, they are like they are in another dimension.

God is the only one who can deal with God. That's why there is the battle between the Aragami and the ancient gods, and the people of this world are just trying to survive in the cracks, struggling to bring a ray of life to this world, that's all.

If it's all in one, it's fine.

But the key problem is that some have already surrendered. They consider themselves believers in 'God' and want the world to slide into the abyss, which is the source of the struggle.

"What are you going to do?"

Ding Wushang went straight to the point, and the other party asked him to meet here, which itself represents an attitude.

"Make a god!"

The uncle and grandson directly told their Confucian plan.

"In the hands of the King of Canglan there is a Grade A Pollution Treasure, the Heart of the Aragami. This thing represents the splendor of the former Aragami and the root of the 'god'. If someone on our side can fuse this heart, they can create a new god, our own 'god'. ”

Fight God against God.

One side belongs to the god on his side, and this is the way that Confucianism came up with.

This is not something that can be done by a single force, and there are many details involved, and there are several important joints that need the help of the Daoists of the True Martial Sect to complete.

"What are those monks in Daming Temple doing?"

Ding Wushang asked.

"They have their own plans, and they don't think the same way we do."

The uncle shook his head, and it didn't seem that he wanted to bring the group of monks in.

The three top forces of the Great Apocalypse.

True Martial Arts.

Daming Temple.

Confucianism.

There is strife on the surface, but there is cooperation in the dark. Just like this temptation of Emperor Qi, without the release of water from Daming Temple and Confucianism, Zhang Tianshi may not be able to hurt Emperor Qi, let alone test his state. Later, the True Martial Sect was defeated, and the two sides quickly fell into the ground, which was also in their interests.

Between the top forces, they will always cooperate in contradictions, and fight in contradictions.

It's black and white, and it doesn't belong to their level.

If you really want to count the colors, they would be gray.

"King Canglan is not easy to kill."

Ding Wushang didn't ask again, but pulled the topic back to 'making gods'.

"And I don't fully trust you."

"I'm a Confucian, and I also have the hard bones of 'opening the balance for all generations', Brother Dao, wait for our news." Uncle Sun Zhi didn't say anything false.

The most important thing in cooperation is attitude.

"Okay."

Ding Wushang didn't speak again.

After Zhang Tianshi attacked Emperor Qi, he lost his trace, and in the absence of a master, everything in the True Martial Sect was temporarily decided by him.

After the two reached a cooperation, the scene was quiet again.

The afterimage above sits upright.

The uncle walked straight over, took out a broken contaminant from his cuff and threw it into the incense burner in front of him.

Strange to say, the bamboo incense in this incense burner burned on its own after being thrown into the pollutant. The cyan incense floated into the idol above, as if it were a sacrifice......

The bamboo incense burned out, and the pollutants inside the stove disappeared.

Outside.

In the inscription on the back of the stele, there is an inexplicable extra row of words.

This is how the world deals with broken contaminants, throwing them into the censer and sacrificing broken idols. When the bamboo incense is burned, the broken pollutants will disappear, and similarly, there will be an extra text on top of the inscription outside. It's as if they had thrown the broken contaminants into the stele.

"If it weren't for these temples, our world would be full of pollutants."

Uncle Sun sighed.

Aragami Pollutant is also of great use to them, but only if they don't go crazy. These things that are contaminated with the breath of the Aragami will mutate after being used to a certain extent, and the best way to do this is to 'sacrifice' it.

"These temples won't last long."

Ding Wusupreme had also sacrificed pollutants, and he even suspected that this so-called sacrifice was just transferring pollutants from this world to another world.

But this suspicion is unfounded.

"That's the trouble of the next generation, and what we have to do is only in the present."

After saying this, the uncle turned around and left.

As when he came, he walked quietly ......