The probability of success is less than one percent, but even so, in order to completely erase the martial arts, the people above are still at all costs.

Jiang Chunjun is an immortal who successfully descended from the immortal realm to the Xuanwu realm, but when he passed through the spatial crack, he also suffered huge damage, and he almost died in Huangquan, but in the shortest possible time, he was sealed by the people of the immortal realm camp on the ancient battlefield with the immortal god rock, buried on the battlefield, and helped them absorb the breath of the divine soul through the cultivated ghosts, as long as it accumulates over time, he can be resurrected again.

Since the death of Qin Shi Huang more than 9,000 years ago, there have been no immortals and gods from the upper realm on the ancient battlefield, but this ancient battlefield has become a place for some high-level mysterious beasts living in the endless abyss to find treasures.

However, most of those mysterious beasts died on the ancient battlefield, and the life essence blood and the power of the divine soul became the nourishment of the sleeping immortals buried in the ground.

There are also some mysterious beasts, who did get a great opportunity and were lucky not to die, but they were captured by the bronze immortal hall in the ancient battlefield and became slaves of the immortal hall, such as the earth dragon beast that Wu Da said in his mouth.

"Nine years, give me another nine years! I can restore my strength to one percent, and at the same time completely dissolve the seal of this Heavenly Machine Pavilion, then I can go out of the mountain, this time I will definitely be able to uproot that martial arts from the Xuanwu Continent and completely erase it!"

A cold light flashed in the Pavilion King's eyes.

......

The second floor of the Hongyuan Pagoda.

Qin Hong was still immersed in refining the utensils.

A large pile of materials was smelted together, and then Qin Hong smashed them into a formation pattern.

Now Qin Hong has a deeper understanding of the formation, and on the Shennong Ding, Qin Hong still spied on the way of the formation.

It can be said that Shennong Ding is an encyclopedia of formations, on which you can learn almost any formation, this is the trace of the power of refining Shennong Ding on it, the more profound the understanding of the formation, the more Qin Hong feels sincere admiration for this great power!

Time keeps ticking!

100 Years ......

Two hundred years......

300 years ......

Three hundred years of time is like a white horse passing through a gap, the ice and snow on the Tianshan Mountains melt and condense again, condense and melt again, and so on, and so on......

The capital of the Shenhua Dynasty and the headquarters of Wanbao Trading House.

An expansive conference room.

Dozens of people gathered together, and those who can attend here today are all high-ranking and powerful managers of Wanbao Commercial Bank.

The management of Wanbao Commercial Bank naturally refers to the financial holders of the trading bank, and these people gather in the form of an elder group to form an organization to discuss matters within Wanbao Commercial Bank.

The atmosphere in the conference room was somewhat solemn.

Zhao Yanshan, as the president of Wanbao Commercial Bank, has the highest share of personal funds, and is also the holder of power, even higher than any member of the elder group.

However, Wanbao Trading House is, after all, a communal organization, and any member of the Elders has its own share.

Therefore, in front of the elder group, Zhao Yanshan's personal strength seemed a little invisible.

"Governor Zhao, over the years, we have been providing refining materials to the Martial Sect. Is this your decision?" a member of the Elder Group stood up and asked Zhao Yanshan with a serious face.

Facing the other party's questioning tone, Zhao Yanshan nodded.

"That's right, it's my decision!"

"However, in the course of this year, the Tianshan Martial Sect has already owed us a huge debt, and there has been no sign of repaying it. Shouldn't you be pushing?" asked another member.

"Governor Zhao, as the president, you should make the right decision, and if our elder group can push you down from the position of president, we can also pull you down!"

"Governor Zhao, the supply of materials to the Martial Sect must stop here!"

Several figures who had a certain influence in the elder group stood up one after another and attacked Zhao Yanshan.

Zhao Yanshan seemed to have expected that sooner or later there would be such a situation, his expression did not have any panic, he slowly stood up, motioned for everyone to sit down, and then said: "I naturally know that the Martial Sect owes us a huge debt to our Wanbao Commercial Bank, in fact, this is also what the Martial Sect Sect Sect Master Qin Hong told me before!"

"What?"

"Zhao Yanshan, as the president of Wanbao Commercial Bank, you didn't pass through the elder group for such a big thing?"

"What a disappointment you did this time!"

"Governor Zhao, I have to say. Your behavior is too abrupt, you can consider stepping down from the position of governor, but before that, you must go to the Martial Sect to get this debt back!"

Suddenly, these elders chattered towards Zhao Yanshan one by one.

Zhao Yanshan's face suddenly turned cold: "Shut up, this is a conference room, not a vegetable market! If you want to make noise, you can get out now!"

The figures in the elder group were stunned.

"The reason why I made this decision is also for the consideration of Wanbao Commercial Bank!" Zhao Yanshan swept his gaze over everyone and said, "Everyone, maybe you don't know that the Xuanwu Continent is about to usher in a huge change, right?"

"A big change?"

The members of the elder group were stunned at first, and then they laughed one by one.

"Governor Zhao, don't you prevaricate us with such illusory things! Aren't you filling your pockets and getting huge benefits from it, so you will owe such a huge debt to Wu Zong on credit?" asked a veteran of the Elder Body.

"Elder Sun Qingyuan, please pay attention to what you say. If you can't come up with evidence, don't spew blood here!" Zhao Yanshan swept his gaze towards the patriarch-level elder and said, "What I said is true, the Xuanwu Continent will indeed undergo earth-shattering changes, and at that time, many strengths will be destroyed, including our Wanbao Firm, which is very dangerous." And Martial Sect is the only strength that can save us!"

"Joke, what is the Martial Sect?Can it be compared to the ancient forces?" Elder Sun Qingyuan, who was swept away by Zhao Yanshan's gaze before, laughed mockingly: "Although Qin Hong's strength is good, it is only equivalent to the cultivation of the third-grade Xuan Shen, those ancient forces, which one does not have the background to compete with the Xuan God?" Among them, the ancient forces of the Ancient Xia Dynasty and the Yan Dao Holy Sect, in addition to having their own Xuan Shen powerhouses, the strength of their own sects is also difficult to measure, rather than spending such a big price to befriend a mere Martial Sect, it is better to have a good relationship with those ancient forces!"

As soon as Sun Qingyuan said this, many others in the elder group nodded one after another, obviously agreeing with Sun Qingyuan's opinion.