The white-bearded old man knelt down in front of Zhang Ruochen and said piously: "My lord, please take away your sword and make the southern realm your slave realm. We will devote all our material resources to you."

"I am willing to be your slave."

Thirteen Saint King Tiannu said in unison.

Qiyang pointed at them and sneered contemptuously: "What kind of status is Great Sage Ruochen? The slaves he takes are all sons and goddesses of gods. Who do you think you are, worthy of joining him?"

The monks in Jiannan Realm all gritted their teeth and endured the humiliation without saying a word.

Zhang Ruochen waved his hand to Qiyang and said, "You should step aside and wait for me."

"The Heavenly Slaves of a big world without climate, Ruochen, what do you think they are doing... Okay, okay, I'll step back first..."

Qi Yang knew what was going on, so he flew out of the rock in the starry sky and retreated to a starry mist hundreds of miles away.

Zhang Ruochen stared at the fourteen monks kneeling on the ground, and saw that all of them were in ragged clothes and in a miserable state. They were worse than the poor people.

"Since you can become the top experts in the world, you should all be sages with extraordinary wisdom. Why don't you understand the law of the jungle? It is better to die in a vigorous battle than to live in such humiliation." Zhang Ruochen said in a calm tone.

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"We can die vigorously in battle, but... what should the creatures in Jiannan Realm, them, do?" The white-bearded old man looked sad and full of helplessness.

Zhang Ruochen knelt down, looked at the white-bearded old man's wrinkled face, and said, "Being a slave in the world is so humiliating. Life is worse than death. Does this make sense?"

"As long as you live, there is hope. If you die, there will be nothing! Nothing!" the white-bearded old man said while shaking his head.

Zhang Ruochen is not a heartless person, but it is still difficult to understand the persistence in their hearts.

What is the belief that supports their efforts to survive?

In order to survive, even if you are a slave, even if you don't have dignity, even if you are as humble as a dog, you must continue to persevere. For the sake of that glimmer of hope that is elusive but unattainable.

Is there really hope for the future of Jiannan Realm?

In the future, will Kunlun Realm also face the choice between destruction and survival?

Zhang Ruochen stood up, exhaled a long breath, and said: "This is the hunting battlefield. Your fate is destined to death. No one can change this."

The glimmer of hope that finally burned in the hearts of the Jiannan Realm monks was ruthlessly extinguished.

Yes, they are a group of slaves and prey.

How could a hunter let go of his prey?

Zhang Ruochen changed the topic and said: "But there is another saying in the world, which is - it is better to ask for yourself than to ask for others."

"ourselves?"

"What can we do on our own?"

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The monks in Jiannan Realm looked at each other, not understanding the meaning of Zhang Ruochen's words.

If begging for oneself is useful, who would kneel down in humiliation to beg for others?

Zhang Ruochen said: "If I want to kill you and get points, it's just a matter of a few clicks. However, if you can play some role, do something for me. Although I can't save your lives, I can help Jian

Southern boundary, find a way out."

"What way to survive?"

A Holy King Tiannu asked quickly.

Zhang Ruochen just raised his head and looked up without saying a word.

The white-bearded old man understood what he was thinking and asked: "What do you want us to do, sir?"

Zhang Ruochen said: "What is your purpose in coming to Dark Star No. 7?"

The white-bearded old man answered honestly: "We heard that the strongest among the Tiannu, hiding in the seventh dark star, can intimidate the monks in the hell world. In order to survive, we came here to seek refuge."

Zhang Ruochen nodded and said: "This is also my goal!"

After all, the white-bearded old man is a person who can rely on his own wisdom to cultivate to the realm of the Great Sage, and he already understands Zhang Ruochen's intention.

Zhang Ruochen said: "If you can help me find out the distribution of Tiannu in the star field where the Seventh Dark Star is located, and the location where Emperor Chi is hiding, I will promise you to protect the creatures in the Jiannan Realm for ten thousand years."

"Only... ten thousand years?" the white-bearded old man said.

Zhang Ruochen said: "Ten thousand years is not short!"

The white-bearded old man discussed with the thirteen Saint King Realm Heavenly Slaves, and then knelt down in front of Zhang Ruochen again and kowtowed heavily.

He said: "Sir, the Southern Sword World is not a small world, but a vast world. Only because it suffered a devastating disaster and lost its inheritance, no gods have been born."

"Why are you telling me all this?" Zhang Ruochen asked.

The white-bearded old man stared at the ground and said: "I want to tell you that the Southern Sword World has many outstanding people and geniuses, so it is not your burden. As long as you are willing to teach them the Dharma, they will definitely become a powerful force under you in the future.

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Immediately afterwards, the white-bearded old man spit out a three-inch-long sword-shaped token from his mouth, held it in his hands, and presented it to Zhang Ruochen.

"If your Excellency is willing to allow us to spread the Dharma in the Jiannan Realm, we will definitely risk our lives to complete the tasks assigned by Your Excellency."

The monks from Jiannan Realm said in unison.

There was a sense of solemnity and despair in their bodies. Knowing that they were certain to die, they could only place all their hopes on Zhang Ruochen.

Even if they don't know this person, they have no choice at all.

Zhang Ruochen gently touched the hair above his forehead and said: "It seems that you are not stupid at all, but are very smart and good at bargaining."

"I can see that my lord is different from other hell realm monks. You have a kind heart. You want to help Jiannan Realm. You don't want innocent creatures to perish in the destruction." The white-bearded old man said.

Zhang Ruochen smiled coldly: "I have a kind heart? I'm afraid you haven't seen it. When I kill people, I don't even blink."

"However, you are willing to protect Jiannan Realm for ten thousand years. Even if we fail to complete the mission, you will definitely do this, right? I will never misjudge the person." The white-bearded old man said.

Zhang Ruochen said: "Don't be self-righteous and think that you can see through me. Just do your work honestly. If it is done and it helps me, I will seriously consider the matter of Jiannan Realm."

The white-bearded old man and the thirteen holy kings were all overjoyed and said in unison: "Please accept the realm order, sir. From now on, you will be the realm master of Jiannan Realm."

"My lord, please take the order."

"My lord, please take the order."

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Zhang Ruochen grabbed Jie Ling, held it in his hand, and then released the Sword Prison Emperor from the purple gold gourd.

"I'll leave them to you! It should be easier for Tiannu to spy on Tiannu's information."

Zhang Ruochen gave a brief explanation to the Sword Prison Emperor, then rolled up dozens of holy corpses on the ground, flew out of the starry sky rock, and met Qi Yang.

Qiyang stared at the starry sky rock that had flown far away, and asked: "Where are the dozen Tiannu in Jiannan Realm? You won't let them go, right?"

Just now, Zhang Ruochen released the True Realm of Space, covering the entire starry sky rock, so Qiyang didn't know what was going on inside.

"Don't ask questions that you shouldn't ask." Zhang Ruochen put his hands behind his back and said coldly.

Naturally, Qiyang would not think that Zhang Ruochen would let those Tiannus beg for a few words. However, thinking of the tragic death of the Son of Demon God, he immediately suppressed his curiosity and did not dare to continue asking.

"Let's go, take me to see Prajna." Zhang Ruochen said.

Qiyang thought he had heard wrong and said in surprise: "Great Sage, what are you going to do? Do you want to rob someone directly? There is a big backer behind His Highness Prajna. The Great Sage must not act recklessly."

"It seems you still haven't remembered what I just said." Zhang Ruochen said.

Qiyang quickly shut up, endured it for a long time, and said in a low voice: "His Royal Highness Prajna is surrounded by a large number of strong men from the upper three tribes. I'm afraid... it's not good for the Great Sage to go forward in such a arrogant manner."

"You're right, you really can't go there arrogantly."

Zhang Ruochen suddenly transformed into the Son of the Origin Demon God and said, "Is this okay?"

The voice changed, and it was exactly the same as the Son of the Origin Demon God.

The aura, eyes, and power fluctuations on his body also became flawless.

Qiyang circled around Zhang Ruochen three times, looking at the aura of death surging on his body, and swallowed his saliva.

If not, the Son of the Origin Demon God would have died in front of him. He would never believe that the person in front of him turned out to be Zhang Ruochen.

"They say the undead vampire's transformation skills are powerful, and I've seen it today!"

Qi Yang and Zhang Ruochen used the aura of death to wrap up dozens of holy corpses and fly away quickly.

Not long after, they came to a rocky asteroid at the edge of dark space.

After checking their identities, the two passed through an invisible barrier and entered the interior of the asteroid. Only then did Zhang Ruochen sense the powerful aura of the Great Sage.

From time to time, monks from the Great Saint Realm fly by, including those from the Nether Race, the Dead Race, and the Stone Race.

The total number of all the great saints is probably more than a thousand.

On the asteroid, Tiannu's corpses were piled up to form an altar. The holy sources, like bright lamps, flickered in the altar.

Scarlet holy blood flows down from the altar, filling the mysterious inscriptions on the ground.

There were more than a million corpses of Tiannu, piled up like a hill. The corpse skins were used as sacrificial flags, and the sacred bones were used as pillars. Soul shadows flew in all directions of the altar, making hoarse whistles.
To be continued...