Inside a newly opened small world.
Vance Wu knelt before a gray-robed elder. "Disciple Vance Wu greets Teacher."
Rise. What brings you here?
The gray-robed elder smiled and asked.
Vance Wu said, "Teacher, something terrible has happened outside. The souls of countless beings in several prefectural cities have been stripped away, turning more than ten cities into dead cities. The God-Demon Corps sent dozens of God-Kings to encircle and kill the culprits, but they are too cunning and have evaded capture. If this continues, more cities will suffer, so I have come to beg you to intervene!"
Stripped of their souls?
The gray-robed elder looked thoughtful. "Which prefectural city was attacked first?"
Vance Wu replied, "Yushan Prefecture."
Sigh.
The gray-robed elder sighed deeply. "If my guess is correct, it's likely that the one imprisoned in the Primordial Forbidden Zone has broken free!"
At this, Vance Wu’s expression stiffened. "Back then, the Taotian God Emperor sacrificed himself to seal him away. The Taotian God Emperor is the strongest among the Eight Holy Emperors, and even he couldn’t kill Moro outright—so who could possibly deal with him now?"
As the disciple of the Light Holy Emperor, Vance Wu naturally knew many secrets.
In the God Realm, the Eight Holy Emperors reign supreme, but they rarely remain in the God Realm. At most, they leave behind an avatar, while their true bodies travel the chaos in search of breakthroughs.
Even the avatars they left behind are only at the God Emperor level—still not enough to deal with Moro.
Back then, Moro ran amok, drawing several God Emperors to encircle and attack him.
In the end, not only did they fail, but they were all killed by Moro one by one.
In the end, the first God Emperor among the Eight Holy Emperors, the Taotian God Emperor, stepped in. But even he could not kill Moro, and could only sacrifice himself to seal Moro within the Primordial Forbidden Zone.
Now, hundreds of thousands of years have passed.
Now, after hundreds of thousands of years, Moro has broken free—who can stand against him?
Teacher, what should we do?
The Light Holy Emperor was silent for a long moment. "Send someone to scout the Primordial Forbidden Zone first. I must go meet a few old friends to discuss countermeasures."
Inside a newly built palace in the Misty Forbidden Land.
Inside and outside the palace, Ian Song had set up divine arrays, so the strange mist of the Misty Forbidden Land couldn't enter.
At this moment, Ian Song was playing with his wives when Little Corpse Puppet hurried over.
"Master, a God-King has broken into the forbidden land!"
"Just one God-King?" Ian Song asked.
"Indeed, only one," Little Corpse Puppet replied.
Little Corpse Puppet nodded heavily.
If it’s just one God-King, then it shouldn’t be someone sent by the God-Demon Corps, Ian Song thought to himself. Then he instructed Little Corpse Puppet, "Send someone to keep an eye on him and see why he’s here."
Yes, Master!
Little Corpse Puppet bowed and left. As for the God-King, Ian Song didn’t pay him much mind. In the Misty Forbidden Land, there were over a hundred God-Kings; even if the intruder was a peak late-stage God-King, he couldn’t stir up much trouble.
But in less than half an hour, Little Corpse Puppet returned.
"Master, that God-King is actually heading our way!"
Ian Song was puzzled. The palace here had just been built—how could the intruder possibly know its location?
After thinking it over, he said, "Have all the God-Kings hide themselves. I want to see what this God-King is up to."
Yes, Master!
Little Corpse Puppet withdrew again.
Ian Song greeted his wives and went to the front hall.
Less than a quarter of an hour later—
A figure flashed by, and a middle-aged man in a fiery red robe appeared before the palace.