San Yingtian stood on the bank of the wide Santu River, looking at the giant planets in the sky, with a proud smile on his lips.

These life-containing planets were migrated from various star fields in the wilderness and were the result of his tens of thousands of years of planning.

If it were just like this, it wouldn't make him proud.

What is really proud of is that after Ksitigarbha's death, the entire world fell into his control. Even if Meng Naihe comes back in the future, there will be nothing he can do.

He looked about fifteen or sixteen years old, but his eyes gave people a sophisticated and cold feeling. Any monk who saw these eyes would be trembling with fear.

As the strongest person in the heavens second only to the "Erjuntians" who are the leader, Sanyingtian has been active in the heaven and earth for many years, and even occasionally visited the heaven, universe and hell.

Looking around the universe, there are very few monks that he likes.

If it hadn't been for the order of Ming Ancestor to keep a low profile and sneak up, he would have made a name for himself in the world by stepping on the names of those in heaven and hell.

As the end of the Santu River, for hundreds of millions of years, countless tributary rivers have carried the bones of various planets and worlds in the universe, alluvial here, and turned into a plain of bones at your feet.

The death energy here is so thick that ordinary living beings will die immediately if they step into it.

As a result, countless ghosts, Garuda bones, and corpses crawled out from the ground of the plain.

These are the River of Forgetfulness and the Sea of ​​Gray, the three most numerous followers of the Eight Divisions.

"Sir, Danta Ksitigarbha wants to see you!"

The sound transmission from the divine thoughts has just entered San Yingtian's ears.

"Boom!"

A dazzling golden thunder and lightning surged from the sky, struck in front of Sanyingtian, and condensed into the tall and thin body of Tan Tuo Ksitigarbha like a bamboo pole.

Tan Tuo Ksitigarbha tried his best to open his eyes wide and roared: "Where is the Underworld Envoy? I want to see her."

Sanyingtian had met Soul Mother not long ago, and of course he knew what happened on the Tianlong, and he also knew why Tantuo Ksitigarbha was so angry.

It is absolutely a shame and humiliation for someone who is at the peak of immortality to have his consciousness broken and his memory erased.

Moreover, this is even more of a distrust of him by the Underworld Envoy!

Sanyingtian pretended to be puzzled and asked in surprise: "Why is Ksitigarbha so angry? Why did you see the messenger?"

"Don't worry about it. Call the underworld messenger out." Tan Tuo Ksitigarbha said.

Zhang Ruochen quietly came a hundred feet away and stood beside the two high-ranking ghost gods who led Tantuo Ksitigarbha here, not daring to approach Sanyingtian again.

Zhang Ruochen had seen too many extremely powerful people, and he sensed an extremely dangerous aura in San Yingtian.

If you take another step forward, it seems that you will be noticed by him.

"It's really a heavenly level."

Zhang Ruochen has reached the realm of Tianzun level, so he is very aware of the horror of this realm, and he does not dare to have any contempt for San Yingtian.

In his current state, if he faced off against the Heavenly Master, it would be hard to say who would win or lose.

What's more, this is San Yingtian's territory. Who knows how many powerful people are hidden on this plain of bones?

Zhang Ruochen looked at the two high-level ghost gods beside him. They were no different from the ghosts in the hell realm. However, the power of the curse flowed in their bodies.

To be precise, the entire River of Forgetfulness and the entire Plain of Bones are filled with the power of the curse.

"If you don't call out the Underworld Envoy, I won't be polite!"

Tan Tuo Ksitigarbha roared loudly, and circles of golden Buddha light shot out from behind his head.

The aura of divine power at the peak of immortality erupted, suppressing the land of Wangchuan. All the eight subordinates knelt on the ground, trembling in fear.

The stars in the sky are trembling.

"Ksitigarbha is calm and calm, I will take you there now! Let's go!"

Sanyingtian looked at the panic-stricken crowd of eight tribes around him, sighed helplessly, and led Tantuo Ksitigarbha downstream along the Santu River.

Zhang Ruochen naturally followed closely behind.

Three rivers reach here, and the river is wider than anywhere else, with a width of more than 100,000 miles. It is not an exaggeration to call it a sea.

The space here is stable and not inferior to heaven.

Sanyingtian and Tantuo Ksitigarbha moved forward with spiritual steps, but one step could not span 129,600 miles, Taoism was suppressed, and the rules of space were weakened.

One step can only cover about a hundred miles.

When one's cultivation reaches their level, this speed is definitely slow.

Not only the rules of space are weakened, but all the rules of heaven and earth are also weakened.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, a thick black mist rose in front of us, blocking our sight and making it impossible to clearly see the landscape of the Corpse Plain. The Santu River next to it became even more rapid, and the sound of water flow was deafening.

San Yingtian suddenly stopped, the smile on his face disappeared, and his eyes looked like an eagle about to hunt.

"Why don't you leave?" Tan Tuo Ksitigarbha asked.

Sanyingtian said: "We're here!"

"Are we here? Where is the Underworld Messenger? Why didn't I see it?" Tan Tuo Ksitigarbha asked.

San Yingtian sneered, turned around and looked at where Zhang Ruochen was standing, and said, "Why don't you show up yet?"

One look locks time and space.

Zhang Ruochen laughed, appeared in the space, and said: "As expected of the Heavenly Master, you have discovered it!"

San Yingtian looked at Zhang Ruochen and said, "This can't be discovered yet? Have you ever respected me? You know that I am a Heavenly Lord, but you are so close that you are following me all the way. You despise me so much, don't you know where your confidence is?"

The shock in San Yingtian's heart cannot be described in words.

At first, he didn't actually notice Zhang Ruochen's existence.

It was after he discovered that something was wrong with Tan Tuo Ksitigarbha's state that he became vigilant and sensed faint clues in the fluctuations of the heaven and earth behind him.

Not to mention quietly approaching within a hundred feet of the Heavenly Lord level, even approaching within a hundred spiritual steps is an extremely incredible accomplishment.

"There is no contempt. Pindao is already very cautious and takes it very seriously."

Zhang Ruochen walked towards San Yingtian step by step.

The distance is getting closer.

It is almost impossible to sneak attack a Heavenly Master by surprise.

Zhang Ruochen's only chance to win over San Yingtian is to close the distance, not giving him a chance to use his magical powers or adjust the rules, and firmly hold the initiative in his own hands.

Fight with him for physical strength.

The closer the distance, the greater the chance of winning.

From San Yingtian's perspective, this Taoist priest had no magical power left in him and his cultivation was unfathomable. Seeing him walking step by step, he felt a sense of oppression as if he were covered by the waves.

However, as a Tianzun-level person, San Yingtian is proud and confident and will not be overwhelmed by the opponent's aura.

Taking a step back is impossible.

"His eyes are completely locked on me. As long as I mobilize my spirit and rules, I will definitely face his overwhelming attack. Can Wangchuan withstand this power?"

San Yingtian is not afraid of Zhang Ruochen, but he is very worried that the two will fight and destroy Wangchuan and destroy the life planet of Tianqiong. If he delays the important matter of Mingzu, no one can save him if he is punished by the superiors.

By then, there will be no more sacrifices.

He will make a sacrifice!

Sanyingtian said: "I'm very curious, what happened on the Tianlong, and why did Tanduo Ksitigarbha become like this?"

Zhang Ruochen had already walked to a place eighty feet away from Sanyingtian and said: "Dantuo Ksitigarbha was broken through the sea of ​​consciousness by the Ming Envoy, and his memory was wiped out. He felt so shameful and humiliated. Now, he has corrected his evil ways and will no longer interact with the Ming Ancestor."

Factions work together.”

Tan Tuo Ksitigarbha nodded in sudden enlightenment, his eyes filled with the brilliance of wisdom, and he finally understood something.

God, Sanying, would you believe Zhang Ruochen's nonsense?

To be able to make a being at the peak of immortality undergo a comprehensive transformation in spiritual consciousness is so terrifying. Even the half-ancestor may not have this kind of method.

San Yingtian had already thought of a countermeasure and continued to lure the enemy closer, saying: "What about you, Taoist Master? Who are you? There is no one like you in the heaven universe or the hell world."

"Me? Haha, poor monk Shengsi."

Zhang Ruochen walked within fifty feet.

Sanyingtian said: "But you are coming with the Fourth Confucian Patriarch?"

"You can think so!"

Zhang Ruochen's expression remained normal, but he secretly felt something was wrong.

Even San Yingtian knew that the Fourth Confucian Patriarch had come to this star field. Apparently Soul Mother and the Fourth Confucian Patriarch had already fought each other and their identities were revealed.

If the Fourth Confucian Patriarch failed to suppress Soul Mother and let her escape to Biluo Pass, with the strength of the Eight Tribes, no matter how powerful the Fourth Confucian Patriarch was, he would probably be unable to defeat the Four Hands with two fists.

Without the Fourth Confucian Patriarch to contain the strong men in Biluo Pass, Zhang Ruochen wants to save people and take back the whirling world and the paradise world. Life and death will be as difficult as climbing to the sky.

The two of them each had their own secrets, and they had a tacit understanding, answering every question.

This time, it was Zhang Ruochen's turn to ask questions.
To be continued...