1030: The storm gradually began to ferment

Lingyun True Lord's question echoed the sentiments of Thunder True Lord and Lingyun True Lord.

They also wanted to ask, how did such a large Dead Spirit Canglan City become like this?

Grand True Lord Wang Chen's speed of action and execution were simply too fast!

The time they spent collecting spoils of war was less than fifteen minutes in total.

And in such a short time, Dead Spirit Canglan City, which could be compared to Wanshou City, was gone!

Thunder True Lord and the other two were at a loss for words at this moment, only able to exclaim in an uncultured way, Grand True Lord Wang Chen, is too amazing!

At this moment.

The three of them searched below with their gazes and soon saw a slender and tall figure standing in the center of Canglan City, no, what should now be called the ruins of Canglan City.

"Grand True Lord Wang Chen..."

Seeing this figure, Thunder True Lord and the other two did not hesitate and quickly went to meet him.

"You're back."

Seeing the three of them, Wang Chen suppressed the urge to immediately test the power of the Combination Skill and said with a smile.

Anyway, he was about to try opening a cross-realm traditional passage, so there was no rush.

"We have not failed Your Excellency Grand True Lord's trust; we have cleaned up those gathering places."

"These are the items collected from those gathering places; please inspect them, Grand True Lord."

Thunder True Lord, Lingyun True Lord, and the others respectfully offered the spatial rings containing the spoils of war.

"Not bad, thank you!"

Wang Chen took the spatial rings with a smile, put them away without even looking.

The spoils of war that a few ordinary Dead Spirit gathering places could provide were barely worth his attention now; there was no need to care too much.

Just now, with the World Cleansing Sanction, he flattened the entire Canglan City, and the value of the things that were incidentally wiped out was more than all these Dead Spirit gathering places combined.

The reason he let Thunder True Lord and the others collect them was merely Wang Chen's gratitude for their help in coming out of the city.

"Since you all are back, let's return to Wanshou City together."

Wang Chen casually erased the altar that could open a teleportation gate, then said faintly to the three of them.

...

At the same time.

In an open space behind the temple in Dead Spirit Holy City.

Bang!

With an explosion, an altar shimmering with flowing light instantly disintegrated into fragments, scattering in all directions.

However, these fragments had barely flown out less than a meter before they were gathered together by an invisible force, formed into a ball, and then annihilated into dust.

"Canglan City's teleportation array has been destroyed!"

The Dead Spirit Great Priest High Priest Tiemoluo retracted his hand, looking at the dust falling on the spot, his face incredibly gloomy.

Not long ago, when this teleportation array showed signs of being activated, he immediately rushed here.

As a result, when the teleportation array was activated to the point of being completely opened, it was suddenly interrupted by a force, and then the entire teleportation array exploded.

Only one possibility could explain this situation.

Canglan City was trying to transmit a message or retreat through the teleportation array, but an accident occurred.

Now that the teleportation array was destroyed, Canglan City was probably also destroyed in one fell swoop!

After all, the teleportation array was located in the most secret part of the city; to find it, one must first break the Guardian Array.

"Canglan City is finished!"

"How could things turn out like this?"

High Priest Tiemoluo stood still, staring at the dust falling after the teleportation array shattered, thunder seemed to be surging in his eyes.

With Canglan City gone, Kahn and the three Saints awakened from the Holy Mountain were probably buried there as well.

High Priest Tiemoluo found it hard to accept that he had paid such a heavy price just to kill a Wang Chen.

Losing a large city, plus a Ninth-Order Late Stage at his prime and three foundational figures of his clan, such a loss was already a crippling blow to the Dead Spirit Race.

And after such a great loss, whether Wang Chen was dead or not was still an unknown.

"The future development of events, I'm afraid, can no longer be controlled or delayed by my will alone."

After staring at the dust for a long time, High Priest Tiemoluo finally sighed.

He didn't understand. The Mother God's return plan was only ten years away from completion, and for the past few hundred years, everything had been peaceful. But at this final stage, problems kept arising, even reaching the dangerous brink of a major war between the two races.

"Can't I just complete the plan peacefully and unify the entire Netherworld with the might of thunder?"

"Must we instigate a bloody battle and cause countless deaths for both sides?"

The thunder brewing in his eyes grew denser, and a dangerous and terrifying aura gradually emanated from High Priest Tiemoluo.

This aura continuously rose, surging wildly, each wave stronger than the last. In the end, a terrifying aura soared into the sky, stirring the clouds above Dead Spirit Holy City and causing the surrounding heaven and earth to lose their color.

"All clansmen above Ninth-Order, come to the temple immediately."

"Those who do not arrive after one incense stick's time will be executed for treason!"

Immediately after, a rumbling voice echoed throughout the entire Dead Spirit Holy City.

...

And while the Dead Spirit Great Priest High Priest Tiemoluo and the entire Dead Spirit Holy City began to operate rapidly, the news of Wang Chen killing four Ninth-Order Late Stage cultivators in one battle and single-handedly destroying Dead Spirit Canglan City continued to ferment, sweeping across the entire Netherworld like a storm.

Although this event happened at night, with the rapid dissemination by the various Ninth-Order True Lords of Wanshou City, the heads of the Eight Great Sacred Grounds and those super-first-rate forces all learned of this news.

Wang Chen alone fought against four Ninth-Order Late Stage cultivators of the Dead Spirit Race and managed to eliminate them all. His strength had subtly reached the pinnacle of the Netherworld Human Clan, standing at the very top.

For a time, everyone who received the news, whether they were the heads of various forces, the Holy Lords of the Eight Great Sacred Grounds, or the high and mighty Human Race Great True Lord powerhouses, were all stunned by this news.

"Killed four Ninth-Order Late Stage cultivators in one battle!"

"Wang Chen, I'm afraid he has already touched the limit of the Ninth-Order!"

In Nether City, Qing Yunzi let out a long breath, his face full of emotion and disbelief.

He had long known that Wang Chen possessed unparalleled potential and talent, and that one day he would catch up to him or even surpass him, and the Ninth-Order would not be Wang Chen's limit.

However, Qing Yunzi never expected this day to come so quickly.

So fast that he felt it was like a fantasy!

Such terrifying speed of strength improvement shattered Qing Yunzi's mindset, which he had maintained for several hundred years.

He recalled how just last night he was delighted that Wang Chen could barely contend with a Ninth-Order Late Stage powerhouse, and tonight, Wang Chen had consecutively slain four Ninth-Order Late Stage cultivators!

Qing Yunzi was at a loss for words to describe such a transformation.

As the strongest among the Netherworld Human Clan, having lived for several hundred years, whether in terms of strength or knowledge, he could be said to stand at the apex of the Netherworld Human Clan, but at this moment...

He had to admit that he was at a loss for words when it came to Wang Chen; he simply didn't know how to describe him.

Genius?

Prodigy?

These words were far from enough to describe Wang Chen.

"Prepare yourself; I am going to Wanshou City to meet Wang Chen."