Black Forest Strike, my light speed ship was exposed

Ye Xuan turned and walked into the hall.

Silver light radiated, and with every step he took, a talisman light emerged, and a golden lotus of Dao Yun emerged, just like an ancient god.

He had already cultivated to the extreme, and only one step away from the ultimate sublimation, entering the realm of the Immortal Emperor, invincible in all realms.

But Ye Xuan did not dare to reveal his aura in front of those imperial humans at will.

They were all blessed with invulnerability to all methods, and even the Immortal Emperor would find it difficult to launch an effective attack on them.

No matter how powerful you are.

But those imperial humans are like deep-sea reefs, immovable as mountains.

The hall used the method of being close at hand and far away from the world. It seems small, but it is actually magnificent, containing a world.

The Taoist ancestors from all sides of the Immortal Realm and the Immortal Emperor are meeting with the envoys of the Human Empire here.

"We must maintain our original status and establish an alliance between the Empire and the Immortal Realm. All sectors of the Immortal Realm must have full autonomy, and the Empire is not allowed to interfere."

"The multiverse is full of crises. If we don't gather our strength and form a fist, I'm afraid that humans will be destroyed by alien civilizations before they rise."

"The Immortal Sect participates in conquering the world and demands a share of resources. The Empire is not allowed to interfere."

"The resources obtained by the Empire have their own distribution process, which needs to maintain scientific research and support the conquest of the civilized universe."

"Practitioners demand immunity from life and death, and cannot be blamed for unintentional mistakes."

"All living beings are equal. Immortal Emperors and Taoist ancestors must be punished for their mistakes. How can anyone be free and ignore the law?"

The Taoist ancestors put forward their conditions in turn.

The envoys of the Empire refuted them one by one.

Humanity 540 must be unified, this is the premise.

Different values ​​will inevitably cause trouble in the future.

The multiverse empire conquers all realms, seemingly glorious, but in fact walking on a tightrope.

Once a mistake is made, there is no way back.

Even if it is just leaking the coordinates, it is terrifying for humans.

Ye Xuan returned to the main hall and respectfully stood in the last row.

Here gathered countless immortal realm powerhouses.

Each of them exuded a monstrous divine brilliance, the light of the way flowed, and the runes of the way were like Wang Yang, shocking the world.

All those who could talk to the empire here were peerless geniuses in the immortal realm.

Either the true disciples, the headmasters and the elders of the Wansheng Palace, or the immortal emperors and Taoist ancestors who dominated one side and were invincible in all realms.

The empire humans refused to give in, and demanded that the Taoist ancestors and many powerful people give up their transcendent status and abide by the imperial laws of human equality.

Guarantee the long-term interests of mankind in the multiverse.

At most, give an appropriate relaxation period and a certain amount of resource tilt.

The two sides have been deadlocked.

Daozu and many immortal emperors did not give in.

"If we can't reach an agreement, we will fight. We are not willing to bow to mortals."

An immortal emperor spoke, and he was shrouded in the aura of chaos.

The light of law flowed.

Three thousand worlds appeared behind him.

In every world, endless creatures knelt down and kowtowed to him.

Every word he said resonated with the heaven and earth, and the avenue roared.

This is the power of the law, the manifestation of the Tao.

This Immortal Emperor is a peerless genius who created an invincible law that can suppress the ages.

He is arrogant and looks down on all living beings.

Now the empire wants him to fall into dust.

"Brother Dao is right. We have practiced hard for thousands of years, but now we are asked to live with mortals. Isn't it absurd?"

Ye Xuan looked over and found that it was the Samsara Heavenly Venerable from the Hengtian Palace.

I saw that the other party was glowing all over, all of which were immortal lights containing the avenue, and all of which were immortal Dao runes.

Flying all over the sky, it was the manifestation of the Tao of the Samsara Heavenly Venerable, terrifying and boundless, and could shatter a world.

The breath alone was enough to shake the past, present and future, and illuminate the endless heavens.

"This is not a decision we can make. The leader has said that only equal and fair laws can be followed among humans."

The envoy of the empire said, "What can you do if you practice hard for tens of millions of years? Can you be superior to others?"

"Of course, we have mastered the great way, and we are the ones who laugh at the dust of the world. We have practiced hard for tens of millions of years, how can we let others catch up with us in a few decades, or even be equal to him."

"Respect and order are the long-term way."

..............

All the immortal emperors and heavenly masters spoke.

Only the Daozu-level figures said nothing and sat in the void.

All of them were shrouded in chaos, the great way was radiant, and countless laws and orders surrounded them, transcendent and sacred.

They once asked the leader of the empire to talk to them in person.

It was a pity that they were ruthlessly rejected, fearing that these practitioners would not be able to reach an agreement and directly expose the time and space coordinates of the empire.

The Dao Ancestors were silent, only letting the Immortal Emperor and the Heavenly Venerable speak.

They thought they were in a high position and were unwilling to lower their status to talk to the imperial envoys.

Zhang Tianjun looked around at the Dao Ancestors, speechless.

"What a bunch of old antiques, stones from a toilet, smelly and hard."

He complained in his heart.

The anti-psychic barrier and mental protection device prevented him from being peeped into his inner thoughts by these so-called Dao Ancestors and Immortal Emperors.

Just finished complaining.

A message was transmitted into his personal database.

Zhang Tianjun clicked it and looked solemn.

There was no progress for a long time, and the leader had given up the peace talks.

For the Dao Ancestors and the Immortal Emperors, a few years and millions of years were just a blink of an eye.

But the empire didn't have time to waste with them.

The lower classes of Feixian civilization were suffering terribly. The lives of these people were wasted for no reason. This was something the empire could not tolerate.

The First Legion was sent here.

All the recorders and people in non-combat departments had to withdraw from this universe.

After reading the information, Zhang Tianjun put his mind back to reality.

He stood up.

Several Taoist ancestors who were meditating with their eyes closed also opened their eyes.

Pairs of eyes emerged in the chaotic atmosphere.

Each of them contained the truth of heaven and earth, the light of the destruction of all realms and the submission of all spirits.

Just opening his eyes was enough to shock the sky, making countless creatures kneel and submit, not daring to disobey in the slightest.

Zhang Tianjun was the head of the imperial envoys, and several Daozu were also a little afraid in their hearts and did not dare to neglect them casually.

"The two sides cannot come to an agreement, which must be because the conditions are not good enough. We will return to the empire and the leader to renegotiate the terms of the peace talks. In order to protect the interests of mankind in the multiverse, this time is worth waiting."

..............

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Xuantian Realm.

Donglin Province, this place has a vast area, countless mortals, and the wind of cultivating immortals prevails.

In the northwest of Donglin Province, near Zhongzhou, there is an inconspicuous corner.

Lingxuan Sect, a ten thousand year old sect, is located.

This is the first of the ten major sects in Donglin Province, and its status is extraordinary.

When the mountain gate is opened every five years to recruit disciples, countless dynasty nobles and disciples from cultivation families come.

They only hope to be admitted to the immortal sect and seek immortality.

Wang Lin is one of them.

He is fifteen years old this year, which is the most suitable stage for cultivation.

From childhood to adulthood, he has heard countless legends of cultivators.

Cultivators are the most noble existence in this world.

All major dynasties respect cultivators.

As long as there is a cultivator, it is a matter of glory and prosperity.

Standing in the bustling crowd, Wang Lin was a little at a loss.

His father, with a pale face and still hunched back, held him tightly to prevent the two from being separated by the crowd.

Cultivators are noble, and the lives of the lower class are a bit difficult to describe, and even miserable.

This world no longer values ​​knowledge and morality, but the look of the cultivator.

Gangs are everywhere, bureaucrats are corrupt, and people are living in poverty.

In addition, there are ferocious beasts and rampant demons.

Therefore, there is a saying among the people.

If you don't enter the door of cultivation, you are just an ant.

Cultivators don't mind killing mortals.

Not only can they satisfy their own twisted needs, but they can also collect souls and various negative emotions to cultivate.

If there are cultivators walking the path of gods in a certain place, it's better, and they can barely live like human beings.

The most miserable place is the place controlled by the demons, which is directly like walking two-legged sheep.

Wang Tie looked at his son with expectation.

The hope of the whole family lies on him.

Wang Lin is his eighteenth son.

The mission of the lower class is to have children, farm, and be slaves for the masters.

Wang Tie just didn't believe that his family couldn't produce a child with spiritual roots.

This was Wang Tie's last desperate attempt.

In order to keep Wang Lin alive.

In the past few years, he sold his daughter and son one after another.

Anyway, when peopleWhether he is a puppet or a slave, Wang Tie doesn't care.

It's not that he is indifferent, but that he can't become a practitioner.

No matter what he does, he is just a miserable person.