Chapter 334

After Ning Yechen and Luo Ruying left the Judgment Temple, the Judgment Temple fell into a dead silence.

Luo Ruying's words stirred up a storm in the hearts of Tianshu Xiu and the others, and they could not calm down for a long time.

Thinking back carefully, it seems that Luo Ruying's guess is not unreasonable.

Since ancient times, the six realms have been in constant conflict and war.

However, every time the war subsides, conflicts will arise again after a period of time.

Although this does not rule out the reason that the world order is so cyclical, it also does not rule out that no one is deliberately pushing it behind the scenes!

If this is true, who is pushing the conflict in the six realms...

Who else can have such ability...

Tianshu Xiu crossed his hands on the table, his expression was more serious than ever.

After pondering for a moment, Tianshu Xiu spoke sternly:

"Everyone! Don't tell anyone what the Luoshen Queen said today!"

"This matter is of great importance and concerns the six realms!"

"Don't make it public before you investigate it carefully!"

"I will personally verify this matter!"

"Yes!"

The other people present also understood the seriousness of the matter and immediately nodded in response.

After everyone left one after another, Tianshu Xiu's frown never let go, and he had a vague ominous premonition in his heart.

Tianshu Xiu turned around and left the Judgment Conference Hall, opened a secret passage barrier, and walked into the secret room of the Judgment Temple where ancient books were collected.

There were rows of bookshelves in the secret room, and the towering bookshelves were even as long as the Tower of Babel, and there was no end to them when you looked up.

There were countless ancient books densely stacked on the bookshelves, and the entire secret room was like a vast sea of ​​books.

These ancient books basically recorded major events and historical records that had occurred in various circles since ancient times.

Even if he had to look through all the ancient books here, he must find out whether there is really someone behind the scenes who is pushing the conflict in the six realms, and for what purpose!

…

God Realm, Temple of the Gods

Eight towering God's Dharma images appeared in the hazy clouds, and under each God's Dharma image was a towering and magnificent throne.

The throne was so big and boundless that it could even accommodate the body of a thousand-foot God's Dharma image!

Only one throne lost a figure...

"Poxian is dead."

The towering figure sitting on the throne in the center suddenly spoke slowly.

The people on the other thrones were all shocked and asked in disbelief.

"Poxian is dead...?!"

"In the six realms, besides us, who else can kill Poxian?"

"Have you forgotten that there seems to be someone..."

"Demon Lord!!!"

"..."

As soon as the title of Demon Lord came out, the Temple of the Gods fell into a brief silence.

More than a hundred years ago, the Demon Lord attacked the God Realm and fought against more than a dozen Supreme Immortals!

Although the nine great God Lords did not take action directly, they all saw it.

"If it was the Demon Lord, it would indeed be enough to kill the Poxian..."

"Why would Poxian provoke the Demon Lord for no reason...?"

"I remember that the Demon Lord had left the Demon Realm and retired a hundred years ago, didn't he?"

"He has returned!"

"The Demon Realm is still under his control!"

"After more than a hundred years of absence, there is no new Demon Lord in the Demon Realm...?"

"With the chaos in the Demon Realm, the new Demon Lord should have taken office long ago."

"There were indeed people who tried to claim to be the Demon Lord, but they were all killed by his confidants."

"..."

"So why did the Demon Lord kill Poxian?"

One of them asked doubtfully, and the others had the same doubts.

"Maybe you have to ask someone about this."

The Dharma image of the God Lord in the center said in a deep voice.

The next second, Jian Li and Xing Huan threw an old man under the bodies of the gods, and he was surrounded by several towering gods.

"Thank you for your hard work, go down first."

"Yes! Lord Creator!"

Jian Li and Xing Huan bowed and respectfully left the Temple of Gods.

"This old slave greets all the gods...!"

The old man knelt on the ground, his forehead against the ground, and said respectfully with trembling voice.

Facing the eight gods of the God Realm, he was terrified and didn't even have the courage to look up and look at everyone.

The invisible terrifying aura of the eight gods had already made him paralyzed.

"Isn't this the servant who served Poxian?"

"Yes, maybe he knows something."

"Tell me, why did Poxian want to provoke the Demon Lord?"

"What do you know?"

"My Lords, I only know that Lord Poxian seems to have always wanted to take away the Demon Lord's child, and I don't know anything else..."

The old man replied tremblingly.

When this was said, everyone was shocked.

"The child of the Demon Lord...?!"

"He has a child?!"

"What's so strange about this? Doesn't Poxian also have a child?"

"The key is why Poxian wants to take the child of the Demon Lord."

"That's right, he doesn't even care about his own child, but he cares about other people's children and even loses his life for it. This is too ridiculous."

The God of Creation was not shocked or sarcastic like the others, but continued to ask:

"Whose child is the Demon Lord with?"

"I heard that it seems to be the child born to the Demon Lord and a woman from the Luoshen Temple in the fairy world..."

The old man did not dare to hide anything and answered honestly.

Hearing this, everyone present was shocked again and suddenly lost their composure.

But this time, no one spoke again, but chose to remain silent.

The old man had no idea what had happened, why all the gods suddenly stopped talking...

"Luo Shen Temple..."

"What a coincidence..."

"It's been tens of thousands of years, I didn't expect that Luo Shen Temple, which has lost Luo Shen, still exists..."

"Back then, Luo Shen was one of the nine great gods~"

"What a pity..."

"Don't mention the past anymore."

"The Demon Lord and the woman of Luo Shen Temple gave birth to a son. The immortals and demons have never had one since ancient times...!"

"Could it be that the child is..."

One person speculated.

However, before he finished speaking, someone else interrupted him:

"Hmph! That's just an unrealistic rumor handed down from ancient times!"

"Only the broken immortal would foolishly believe it and throw away the hard-earned cultivation of tens of thousands of years!"

After this person said this, the atmosphere suddenly fell into silence again

What everyone present was thinking was only known by themselves...

The old man didn't understand what everyone was talking about at all, and he didn't dare to ask more.

"Lord God of Creation, since the Demon Lord has returned, should the "God of Revelation" plan continue?"

After a period of silence, everyone unanimously skipped the matter of the child and asked the God of Creation.

The others also turned their eyes to him, waiting for the man's answer.

"It doesn't matter, the God of Revelation plan can continue as usual."

After a moment of silence, the God of Creation, who was known as the God of Creation, said lightly.

After receiving a positive answer, the others didn't say anything more, and the thousands of feet of God of Revelation gradually faded and dissipated between heaven and earth, leaving the Temple of the Gods one by one.

The people present were just phantoms of gods, and their real bodies were hidden somewhere else.

"Thank you for your hard work."

The God of Creation looked down at the old man who was crawling at his feet and said lightly.

"It is my honor to serve you, the Lord Gods!"

"Lord Poxian is no longer here, and I am willing to serve Lord Creator with all my heart!"

The old man kowtowed to show his loyalty.

"Are you willing to do anything?"

The God of Creation asked.

"As long as it is your request, Lord Creator, I am willing!"

"Very good~"

"Then, for me, die."

"Huh...?"

The old man thought he had heard it wrong for a moment, and looked up at the God of Creation in horror.

The God of Creation gently pinched his palm, and the old man was instantly reduced to ashes, and his soul was scattered!

He didn't even scream!

A half-step immortal died!

In the empty and lonely Temple of the Gods, only the Creator's whisper remained:

"Son of the Immortal Demon..."

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