Yang Jian Prayed for Help—I Granted Him the Strength of the God Elephant That Suppresses Hell
Chapter 411

Incense offerings plundered, ancient clans in panic!

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"Ding! It is detected that the host is absorbing the Firmament Origin, and the system begins to automatically transform..."

"Ding! The transformation is successful, the host gets Origin Power×50000000!"

"Ding! Host Cultivation has improved, current state: Early Stage of the Sacrificial Dao Realm (65%)!"

"Ding! It is detected that the Firmament Will begins to resist, and the system advises the host to suspend absorption..."

Gu Changqing heard this and opened his eyes.

"The Firmament Will?"

He murmured to himself, "I didn't expect to be discovered so soon."

He raised his head and looked at the sky.

The originally golden light curtain suddenly began to dim at this moment.

A cold, hostile will is slowly awakening.

"Interesting."

Gu Changqing smiled and said, "It seems that the Firmament Realm doesn't have a trump card."

He raised his hand and touched the sky lightly.

"Since you don't welcome me, then I will stay even more."

Boom--!!!

A terrifying coercion burst out from Gu Changqing's body.

That coercion shot straight to the sky, instantly breaking through the dim light curtain, directly tearing the Firmament Realm's Firmament Veil apart.

Above Firmament Veil, a huge crack slowly appeared.

In the cracks, countless Primordial Chaos Currentss are surging.

And deep inside Primordial Chaos Currents, a pair of cold eyes were watching Gu Changqing quietly.

That's Avatar from the Firmament Will.

"Outsiders, get out of here."

An ancient, majestic voice came from the crack.

"Leave?"

Gu Changqing smiled, "I haven't had enough fun yet, how can I leave?"

"You're looking for death."

The Firmament Will said coldly, "This is my territory. Do you think that you alone can fight against the entire the Firmament Realm?"

"You'll know if you try it?"

Gu Changqing smiled, "Besides, who said I am only one person?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the entire Tianyuan Star Domain suddenly erupted with countless golden beams of light.

Those light pillars are exactly Incense Offerings Vow Power rising from in front of each Divine Statue.

They gathered in mid-air and finally turned into countless golden shadows.

Some of those phantoms are human-shaped, some are animal-shaped, and some are even in the shape of weapons.

But without exception, they all exude a strong Power of Faith.

"This is my army."

Gu Changqing said calmly, "How about it, are you qualified enough to fight with you?"

The Firmament Will was silent.

It took a long time before the voice sounded again.

"You'll regret it."

After saying that, those cold eyes slowly disappeared and the cracks closed.

Gu Changqing looked at this scene with a smile on his lips.

"Regret? I never regret it."

He lay back on the couch and closed his eyes.

"Ding! It is detected that the Firmament Will has dispersed, and the system continues to absorb the Firmament Origin..."

"Ding! The absorption is successful, the host gets Origin Power×100000000!"

"Ding! Host Cultivation has improved, current state: Early Stage of the Sacrificial Dao Realm (85%)!"

"Ding!..."

The system beeps continue.

Gu Changqing, on the other hand, was lying quietly on the lounge chair, enjoying the tranquility.

He knew that the next battle would be exciting.

Because Myriad Races Council can't bear it anymore.

Sure enough, three days later.

Outside Tianyuan Star Domain, countless powerful auras suddenly appeared.

Each of those breaths is at least Immortal Emperor Level.

And there are more than thirty of them!

"Report!"

A Temple spy hurried over and knelt in front of Yin Jiao.

"Commander, Desolate-Extermination Alliance of Myriad Races Council has arrived at the outskirts of Tianyuan Star Domain. The total force is five billion, Immortal Emperor Level is thirty-two strong, and nearly Immortal Emperor Level is more than five hundred strong!"

Yin Jiao's face became solemn when he heard this.

"Five billion army, thirty-two Immortal Emperor..."

He murmured to himself, "It seems that they are really going to fight Temple to the death."

"Coach, should we ask Master to take action?"

A general next to him asked.

"No need."

Yin Jiao shook his head, "Master said, let us fight this battle ourselves."

He paused, and A Trace firmness flashed in his eyes.

"Send the order, all Temple monks, prepare to fight."

"Yes!"

All the generals responded in unison.

In Courtyard, Gu Changqing is still lying on the recliner with his eyes closed.

"Ding! It has been detected that a large-scale battle is about to break out, and the system advises the host to prepare..."

"No need."

Gu Changqing said calmly, "This is a small scene, and there is no need for me to take action."

"Ding!..."

The system seemed to want to say something else, but finally fell silent.

Gu Changqing A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Interesting, let me see how capable those old monsters Myriad Races Council are."

As soon as he finished speaking, a shocking roar came from outside Tianyuan Star Domain.

"Primordial World Temple, get out of here and die!"

"Interesting, let me see how capable those old monsters Myriad Races Council are."

As soon as he finished speaking, a harsh alarm suddenly sounded in the deepest part of the Firmament Realm, in an ancient Temple hidden in the void mezzanine.

"Buzz--buzz--buzz--"

The harsh ringing of the bell echoed throughout the Temple.

An old man in gray robes suddenly opened his eyes, A Trace horror flashed in his pupils.

"What's going on? Why did Incense Offerings Monitoring Array suddenly warn?"

He took one step forward and instantly appeared in front of the altar in the center of Temple.

On the altar, there is a huge Bronze Mirror suspended.

In the mirror, dense light spots flicker like Stars, and each light spot represents a place where Incense Offerings gathers.

But at this moment, those light spots are dimming at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"This is impossible!"

The old man's voice was trembling, "Our clan has laid out the Firmament for thirty million years, and Incense Offerings System has long been as solid as a mountain. How could we lose Thirty Percent in just a few months?"

Next to him, a middle-aged monk's face was ashen.

"Elder, I just checked. The areas with the most serious losses in Incense Offerings are all concentrated in Tianyuan Star Domain and its surrounding areas."

"Tianyuan Star Domain? Isn't that the place just occupied by Primordial World Temple?"

"That's right, and according to reports from frontline spies, there are now Divine Statue named 'Ruined Temple Daoist' all over those places, and countless low-level monks go to burn incense like crazy."

The old man's face became extremely ugly.

"Ruined Temple Daoist? That's the name again."

He turned around and looked into the depths of Temple, "Go and ask Taishang Elder to come out. Just tell Incense Offerings System that there is a major crisis."

"Yes!"

Similar scenes are being played out simultaneously among several ancient forces in the Firmament Realm.

Heavenly Eye Clan, Holy Light Hall.

The patriarch Cangming stood in front of a huge crystal ball, frowning.

In the crystal ball, what is displayed is the Faith flow diagram of the entire the Firmament Realm.

In the past, those Power of Faiths were like rivers, gathering from various Star Domains into the temple of the Heavenly Eye Clans.

But now, at least one-third of the tributaries have changed direction, and all flow to Tianyuan Star Domain.

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