A Ten-Thousand-Year Plan of Using Their Plan Against Them

A Ten-Thousand-Year Plan of Using Their Plan Against Them

The hope that emerged from despair—the stronger this hope became, the more majestic the power of faith erupted from the last remaining survivors of the Soul Beast Clan would grow. It would surely forge the beast god godhood of a First Class God. The moment he was born, Di Tian would step into the realm of a First Class God in a single day.

Creating a divine position to become a god would not trigger a Tribulation to Become a God. Di Tian only needed to use the Blood River God-Slaying Array to shield himself from plane suppression, and he could successfully condense his divine position and become a god in a short time.

Using the Blood River God-Slaying Array to shield against plane suppression and become a god had the benefit of killing two birds with one stone, aside from making the process much more convenient.

Following the Tang Family's ten-thousand-year plan and using their plan against them, Tang San used tens of millions of living beings from Shrek Academy, his place of origin, as bait to fish for the Abyssal Sage King. With the sunk costs greatly increased, the hidden Plane Master would act even more cautiously and would not easily make a move to obstruct his revitalization of the Soul Beast Clan.

After all, even as a Million Year Soul Beast, in the eyes of the Second Class God Plane Master, he was still just a side dish. The so-called revitalization of the Soul Beast Clan was nothing more than a flash in the pan before complete extinction and annihilation.

After finalizing the core work policy for the Soul Beast Bureau's next step, Di Tian's gaze once again fell upon the dragon bones exposed to the wild within Dragon Valley.

As the former personal bodyguard of the Dragon God and a close minister of the Son of Heaven, Di Tian had seen many high-ranking members of the Dragon Race.

Many of the divine dragons that had fallen here could be considered his old acquaintances, friends, or relatives; how could he bear to leave them exposed in the wilderness?

Furthermore, being able to achieve what he had today, surviving the Million Year Soul Beast Tribulation to become the only Million Year Soul Beast on the current continent, relied entirely on what his peers and comrades had left behind.

Having accepted their cause, he must bear its fruit!

"Offense taken."

With a soft utterance, nine-colored divine light burst from his right hand, and the Dragon God Claw bestowed personally by the Dragon God manifested.

Using the divine skill blessed by the Dragon God to bury his many peers was the most solemn respect.

Di Tian's right hand lifted gently, and beside every true dragon skeleton, a deep pit of equal size appeared.

Immediately following, the five fingers of the nine-colored dragon claw curved slightly, making a grabbing motion, and then shifted slightly downward to lay them in.

All the true dragon skeletons within the Dragon Valley Small World seemed to be grasped by an invisible giant hand at the same time, rising slowly and moving into the deep pits prepared beside them.

One of the mysterious yellow hues of the nine-colored Dragon God Claw burst forth, and countless earth elements resonated, using solid earth to pack down a deep pit.

Then, in front of each earthen mound, a stone tablet was erected, the characters on it personally handwritten by Di Tian, recording the tribe and relationship of their origin.

The Mountain Dragon King, who discarded a thousand-zhang dragon body to transform into the continent, providing a foothold and a place of survival for ten thousand spirits, was personally bestowed by the Dragon God: bound to be a king upon adulthood.

The Light Sacred Dragon, the elemental giant dragon closest to the ultimate light among the inherited bloodlines of the Light Dragon King, served as an elder of the Dragon Race.

The Thunder Dragon...

After erecting the tomb monuments and carving the inscriptions, Di Tian used a Dragon Clan Secret Technique to set up restrictive magical arrays in the core area of Dragon Valley, connecting the small world to the heavens and the earth.

Even if humans entered the Dragon Valley Small World again, they could only absorb the drifting dragon clouds of various attributes and would not be able to enter the interior of the restrictive magical arrays to disturb the slumber of the Dragon Race's remains.

If someone forcefully broke the restrictive magical arrays, the restrictive magical arrays would collapse together with the connected Dragon Valley Small World.

The restrictive magical arrays were both a protective shield and an object that replaced the Dragon God Dragon Soul in maintaining the stability of the small world.

As for the Dragon God's Tears? Without undergoing the utmost and pious Thousand Day Dragon Burial like Tang Wulin, Di Tian did not force it either.

As the saying went, if it is meant to be in your life, you will eventually have it; if it is not meant to be in your life, do not force it.

To obtain it is my fortune; to lose it is my fate.

"If one day I have the ability to re-establish the God Realm, I will surely choose a place of picturesque green mountains and spiritual splendor for you to rest in peace once more, rather than these desolate graves resembling a potter's field."

Leaving these words behind, Di Tian turned and left, walking further and further away toward the outer perimeter of the Dragon Valley Small World.

Although the internal boundary wall of the Dragon Valley Small World was sturdier than the external one, Di Tian's strength had likewise increased substantially, so the problem of being unable to tear open a space channel did not exist.

The purpose of walking far away was simply that he did not wish to disturb this burial ground.

After he left, there were bursts of low dragon roars deep within Dragon Valley, melodious and gentle, as if giving thanks, as if praying for blessings, and as if feeling gratified...

Everything transformed into tearful emotions, surging and converging.

The entire Dragon Valley Cemetery trembled slightly, and a layer of misty light seeped from beneath the earth; these mists came in all colors.

In the end, they converged into a seven-colored halo, swirling and condensing into a water droplet shape containing nine-colored crystal beads, which transformed into a slender nine-colored hand chain and flew toward the direction where Di Tian had departed.

At this moment, Hu Jie, the person in charge of the Tang Sect Star Luo Continent Branch, had already arrived at the location of Dragon Valley.

Black-Ranked Dou Zhe could already be considered upper management of the Tang Sect, and the thirty White-Ranked Dou Zhe he brought were an exceptionally gifted batch, with quite a few disciples coming from the martial soul clans of the Star Luo Empire.

Having gone many days without seeing their family's youth return, quite a few people had rushed to the Tang Sect to inquire, while that Black-Ranked Dou Zhe had completely lost contact.

What made Hu Jie even more worried was that Elder Wu, the Titled Douluo guarding the Dragon Valley Small World, had also lost contact at the same time.

The matter was too bizarre, and if they were killed by someone... beings capable of killing a Three-Word Battle Armor Master Titled Douluo were rare on the continent.

Therefore, Hu Jie had invited his old friend, the state preceptor of the Star Luo Empire and a Limit Douluo who was also a Four-Word Battle Armor Master, En Ci, to come along.

This cautious attitude of being exceptionally careful allowed a person from the Original Body Sect to ascend to the top position of the Tang Sect Star Luo Continent Branch, second only to the Tang Sect's two Limit Douluo-level primary and deputy sect masters.

Upon arriving at the location of the Dragon Valley Small World, he felt that what he had done was completely correct.

Because the unfamiliar black-robed person before him, he could not see through! Not at all! Enveloped in a black robe, their appearance could not be seen, with only wisps of white hair drifting out, and the entire person was shrouded in a cluster of mist, making it difficult to perceive their specific aura.

He could not see through them, and neither could En Ci. The two of them summoned their Four-Word Battle Armor to wear at the very first moment, echoing each other from afar as they stood in a standoff with the Demon Empress.

Beneath the seamless battle armor mask, Hu Jie asked in a cold shout: "Who are you, Your Excellency? Why did you slaughter our Tang Sect disciples and encroach upon our Tang Sect's treasured land?"

Faced with his inquiry, the Demon Empress had no intention of answering at all. Only her cold gaze flickered as she stood at a deadlock with them, not making a move.

Admittedly, with her formidable strength, killing the two Four-Word Battle Armor Masters before her would not pose any problems, but if the two of them were determined to flee and she wanted to slay them nonetheless, she would probably have to start a protracted battle and pursue them across a large portion of the continent.

She kept firmly in mind that her only goal at this moment was to escort Di Tian through his tribulation, and she must not leave lightly under any circumstances.

While the Demon Empress here was pondering how to slay the two of them in a short time, Hu Jie and En Ci over there were likewise engaged in spiritual power communication.

"How is it? En Ci, do you have confidence?"