The old man with white beard knelt down in front of Zhang Ruochen and said piously: "Sir, please take Jiannan Realm as a slave Realm. We will do our best to worship you."

"We are willing to be slaves to the adults."

Thirteen Saint Kings Tiannu said in unison.

Qi Yang pointed at them and sneered contemptuously: "What a great Sage Ruochen is? The servants he received are all the sons of gods. Who are you worthy of joining his seat?"

All the monks in Jiannanjie gritted their teeth and endured humiliation without saying a word.

Zhang Ruochen waved to Qiyang and said, "You retreat and wait for me first."

"Tiannu in a big world that is not as good as a climate, the Great Sage Ruochen pays attention to what they do... OK, okay, I'll retreat first..."

Qiyang was tactful and flew out of the starry rocks and retreated to a star fog hundreds of miles away.

Zhang Ruochen stared at the fourteen monks kneeling on the ground, and saw that they were all in rags and in desolate, and were inferior to the poor people.

"Since you can become the top strong people in the world, you should be all wise sages. Why don't you understand the principle of the prevalence of the weak? Instead of living in such a humiliating way, it is better to die in a fierce battle." Zhang Ruochen said calmly.

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

Zhang Ruochen squatted down, looked at the wrinkled face of the old man with white beard and said, "What a humiliation to be a slave in the world. Is it meaningful to live a life worse than death?"

"As long as you live, there will be hope. If you die, there will be nothing! There will be nothing!" The old man with white beard shook his head and said.

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

What exactly is the belief that supports them to survive?

In order to survive, even if you are a slave or a servant, even if you don’t have dignity or a lowly person, you must continue to persevere. In order to survive, it is just a trace of hope that is hard to come by.

Is there really hope for the future of Jiannanjie?

Will the Kunlun Realm also face the choice of destruction and survival in the future?

Zhang Ruochen stood up, breathed a long sigh, and said, "This is the battlefield of hunting the sky. Your destiny is destined to die, and no one can change this."

A glimmer of hope that finally burned in the hearts of the monks in Jiannanjie was ruthlessly extinguished.

Yes, they are a group of Tianshou and a group of prey.

How could a hunter let go of prey?

Zhang Ruochen changed his tone and said, "But there is another saying in the world, which is called - it is better to seek oneself than to seek others."

"We ourselves?"

“What can we do ourselves?”

...

The monks from Jiannan Realm looked at each other and did not understand what Zhang Ruochen said.

If it is useful to ask for oneself, who will humiliately kneel down and beg others?

Zhang Ruochen said: "If I want to kill you and get points, it is just a matter of a blink of an eye. However, if you can play some role and help me do something. Although I can't save your life, I can help Jiannanjie and find a way out."

"What's the way to live?"

A saint king Tiannu asked quickly.

Zhang Ruochen just looked up and said nothing.

The old man with white beard understood and asked, "What do you want us to do?"

Zhang Ruochen said: "What is your purpose in coming to the Seventh Dark Star?"

The old man with white beard answered honestly: "We heard that the strongest among Tiannu, hiding in the seventh Dark Star, can intimidate the monks in the Hell Realm. In order to survive, we came to surrender."

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

After all, the old man with white beard is a person who can cultivate to the realm of the Great Saint with his own wisdom, and he already understands Zhang Ruochen's intentions.

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 the Chi Emperor hides, I will promise you to protect the creatures in Jiannan Realm for ten thousand years."

"Only... ten thousand years?" said the old man with white beard.

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

The old man with the white beard discussed with the thirteen Saint King Tiannu, then knelt in front of Zhang Ruochen again and kowtowed heavily.

He said: "Sir, the Nanjian Realm is not a small world, but a vast world. It is because of the devastating disaster that has been cut off from inheritance, so no god has been born."

"Why tell me this?" Zhang Ruochen said.

The old man with white beard stared at the ground and said, "I want to tell you that the people in the South Sword Realm are outstanding and geniuses are emerging, and it is not your burden. As long as the adults are willing to pass on the Dharma to them, they will definitely become a powerful force under the seat of the adults in the future."

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

"If the adults are willing to agree to us and preach the Dharma to Jiannan Realm, we will definitely fight to do what the adults have to give."

The monks from Jiannanjie said in unison.

There was a sense of tragic and resoluteness on them. They knew that they were bound to die, so they could only place all hope on Zhang Ruochen.

Even if they don't know each other, they have no choice.

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 lord is different from other monks in the hell world. You have a kind heart. If you want to help Jiannan world, you don't want innocent creatures to die in destruction." said the white-bearded old man.

Zhang Ruochen smiled coldly: "I have a kind heart? I'm afraid you didn't see it. When I killed someone, I didn't blink."

"But you are willing to protect Jiannan Realm for ten thousand years. Even if we have not completed the task, you will definitely do this, right? I will not misjudgment." said the white-bearded old man.

Zhang Ruochen said: "Don't think that you can see through me. You should do things honestly. If it is done and helps me, I will seriously consider things in Jiannanjie."

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

"Please accept the order."

"Please accept the order."

...

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Zhang Ruochen grabbed the Jie Ling and squeezed it into his hand. Then he released the Sword Prison Emperor from the Purple Gold Gourd.

"They will leave it to you! It should be easier for Tiannu to spy on Tiannu's intelligence."

Zhang Ruochen briefly explained to the Sword Prison Emperor, then rolled up dozens of holy corpses on the ground, flew out of the starry rocks, and met Qiyang.

Qi Yang stared at the starry sky rocks that had already flown away and asked, "Where are the dozens of Tiannu from Jiannan Realm? You won't let them go, are you?"

Just now, Zhang Ruochen released the real domain of space, covering the entire starry sky rock, so Qiyang didn't know what was happening inside.

"Don't ask too much if you shouldn't ask." Zhang Ruochen said coldly with his hands on his back.

Qi Yang naturally would not think that those Tiannu begged a few words and Zhang Ruochen would let them go. However, thinking that the Source Demon Son died so miserably, he immediately suppressed his curiosity and did not dare to continue asking.

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

Qi Yang thought he heard it wrong and said in surprise: "Great Sage, what are you going to do? Do you want to steal people directly? There is a great backer behind His Highness Prajna, so don't do anything randomly."

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

Qi Yang quickly shut up, endured for a while, and whispered: "A large number of powerful people from the upper three tribes gathered around His Highness Prajna. I'm afraid... it's not good to go so loudly."

"You are right, you can't go there with a big swagger."

Zhang Ruochen transformed himself into the appearance of the Source Demon Son, and said, "Is this OK?"

The voice changed, exactly the same as the Son of the Source Demon God.

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

Qi Yang turned around Zhang Ruochen three times, looked at the surging air of death on his body, and swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

If it weren't for this, the Son of the Source Demon died in front of him. He would never believe that the person in front of him was actually changed by Zhang Ruochen.

"Everyone says that the transformation technique of the Immortal Vampire clan is powerful, and today I have seen it!"

Qi Yang and Zhang Ruochen flew away quickly with the aura of death.

Soon, they came to a rocky asteroid located on the edge of dark space.

After checking their identities, the two passed through an invisible barrier and entered the interior of the asteroid. It was not until this time that Zhang Ruochen sensed the powerful aura of the Great Sage.

From time to time, monks from the Great Saint Realm flew past them, including the Underworld, Dead, and Stone Clans.

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

On the asteroid, a altar was built with Tiannu's corpse. Holy sources flashed like beacons, like beacons.

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

Tiannu's corpses were more than one million, and they were piled up like a hill. They used corpse skins as sacrifice flags and holy bones as pillars, and soul shadows were flying around the altar, making hoarse whistling sounds.

Nearly 300 great saints of the Dead Clan gathered near the altar and used the power of death to continue to carve inscriptions.

With every extra inscription, the power of the altar will be even stronger.

Zhang Ruochen asked, "What are you doing for building a death altar?"
To be continued...