Chapter 3104: They Are All Poor Gods

Leaving the Earth Demon Clan, Zhang Ruochen was thinking all the way, why did the Ancient God of Learning make such a decision?

First of all, it must be because of the strength and talent he showed that he was recognized by the other party, and he intentionally formed a good relationship, making Zhang Ruochen owe a huge favor.

Secondly, Yan Yu and Yan Zhexian's attitudes towards Zhang Ruochen should also have a certain weight.

Thirdly, it is to protect the interests of the six small clans and the Yama clan in the starry sky of the Hundred Clans King City.

But is it that simple?

Based on these three points alone, there is no need for the Ancient God of Learning to come forward in person, nor does he need to get involved in the internal battles in the Temple of Destiny and involve the Yama clan in the whirlpool.

Soon, Zhang Ruochen figured out the key and a smile appeared on his face.

It should be related to the changes that happened on the Starry Sky Battlefield.

The Yama clan is worried that the main war factions in the hell world will really force Xinghuantian, Xingtianya, and the royal city of Baizu into the camp of heaven. This is harmful to the hell realm but not beneficial at all.

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After a while, Zhang Ruochen flew out of the Hundred Clans Royal City and came to a ruined starry sky.

The rules of life and death here are chaotic and dense. Shocking space cracks, immortal divine fires, fragments of the Supreme Sacred Artifact, and the broken divine world can be seen everywhere...

The entire battlefield, which spans more than a hundred million miles, must have been shattered beforehand, all showing that a battle between top god-level warriors broke out here.

After confirming that it was Huangtian's aura, Zhang Ruochen's initially worried mood became calmer.

After searching in the starry sky for most of the day and finding nothing, Zhang Ruochen returned to the Hundred Clans Royal City.

There is news in the city.

"It is said that Pu Chuanqiu, the great god of Taixu in Qinglu Temple, wanted to seize the artifact Earth Demon Bird, but he provoked the great god of Huang Tian. He was chopped off and fled in the starry sky. In the end, his head was chopped off."

"No way! Some gods rushed to watch the battle. They were shocked when they saw the headless Pu Chuanqiu burning his divine blood and running away. Fortunately, Mutuo, the God of War from the Dark Temple, arrived in time, otherwise Pu Chuanqiu would have died today."

"How dare you call the Great God by his first name?"

"What are you afraid of? Pu Chuanqiu first offended the Blood God of War, and then defeated the daughter of the Great God of Huang Tian. From now on, where will he have a foothold in the hell world? It is best for him to hide in the Qinglu Temple and not come out, haha!"

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"Ruochen Realm Lord, please come to the Guanyun Formation Tower to discuss important matters together." The voice of the Yasha clan leader rang in Zhang Ruochen's ears.

Zhang Ruochen walked into the gate of the Guanyun Formation Tower and saw all the gods gathered inside.

Representatives from hundreds of small tribes came and gathered together. It can be said that the tower is filled with divine clouds, and the divine worlds are one after another, as if you have entered the legendary divine realm.

Hundreds of gods stood up together and said: "Greetings to Lord Ruochen."

This grand occasion of greeting by the gods was the first time it appeared for a great god-level deity.

The heads of the three major clans sat in three positions facing the tower gate.

In addition, there are actually eighteen great gods in the tower, all of them have extraordinary bearings, surrounded by divine light, and come from different tribes. Each clan has hundreds of millions of monks who control at least one big world.

But these eighteen people, who can be called ancestors among all races, looked at Zhang Ruochen with eyes that were either fearful, dignified, or deep.

Not only was the Jiutian behind Zhang Ruochen scary enough, but the strength Zhang Ruochen had shown previously was also enough to make them dare not act presumptuously.

Zhang Ruochen smiled and said: "You don't have to be like this. I was invited by the three clan leaders to come and observe. After all, Xing Huantian and the royal city of Bai clan are now sharing life and death. In critical moments, we have to help each other."

In a vacant seat very close to the heads of the three major clans, Zhang Ruochen sat down and secretly observed the gods in the temple, corresponding to the names that emerged in his mind.

The gods of the six small clans attached to the Yama clan are also in the tower.

The leader of the Fire Ghost Clan said: "If the Hell Realm wants to destroy the royal city of hundreds of tribes and rule this star field, it will never be a protracted battle on the starry sky battlefield. It will have to be a large army coming and a thunder strike to quickly end the battle. If you want to resist, you can only keep activating the Star Cage Formation."

"But this formation is so vast, covering tens of billions of miles of starry sky, that it can't be supported by the cosmic divine veins in the city alone, and it consumes the divine stones very quickly."

"Our three major clans invite you all to come here just to think of a countermeasure and to raise the sacred stones to maintain the operation of the formation."

When the sacred stone was mentioned, the gods of all races suddenly became uneasy and started to discuss it endlessly.

The god of the Xianyuan Clan is a beautiful woman in blue palace clothes. She said: "Not every big world can give birth to divine stones. The ancestral world of my Xianyuan Clan cannot give birth to divine stones. The sacred stones used in my practice are all raised little by little by selling wine in the clan. I am not afraid of everyone’s ridicule. I only have 10,000 sacred stones now, which can only support the consumption of a thousand-year retreat. "

The Xianyuan people are famous for their wine making.

However, one billion holy stones can be exchanged for one divine stone.

And a holy stone requires 10 million spiritual crystals to exchange for.

Even if we use all the power of the Xianyuan Clan and just sell wine, how many sacred stones can we accumulate?

"True God Youli, please stop complaining. Your Xianyuan tribe at least still has an industry all over the world. This god is miserable. He has to personally spend a lot of time condensing divine crystals and refining holy elixirs in order to sell a small amount of divine stones. It seriously delayed my cultivation. Otherwise, how could I still be in the middle stage of the middle god stage now?"

The god of the ghost horse tribe said again: "This god is not trying to be miserable, he is really miserable."

Suddenly, this place became a scene of torture for the gods of all races, and everyone vomited their bitterness. Some gods even claimed that they had sold their divine blood and scales in order to escape from seclusion.

Although they are deliberately suffering misery and are unwilling to donate the sacred stones, the gods of these small tribes are really poor.

There are no sacred stone veins in the ancestral world, so each sacred stone must be earned with great effort. For example, alchemy, weapon refining, talisman refining...

However, refining elixirs requires holy medicine, and refining weapons requires ores.

The investment in refining the talisman is greater, and if you are not careful, you will have to pay for it.

Moreover, spending too much time on these aspects will definitely delay your cultivation and lead to slow progress. At the same time, even if you earn a large sum of divine stones, you cannot accumulate them.

The consumption of divine stones by spiritual cultivation is like a bottomless pit.

To refine your own supreme holy artifacts and protective treasures, you need to smash a large number of sacred stones into them. If the Supreme Sacred Artifact is taken away or damaged during the battle, everything will be ruined in an instant.

It can be said that it is normal for the gods of this small tribe to be less wealthy than the proud sons of the Great Sage with extraordinary origins.

But to say that they really went to the extent of selling the blood of gods, Zhang Ruochen didn't believe it at all.

No matter how thin the family background of these small clans is, there are always some treasures that they can get their hands on. No matter how bad it is, you can plot against a close friend of the gods and make a lot of money by selling the god's corpse and the source of the god.

The heads of the three major clans sat above, all helpless and could only look at the eighteen great gods.

The races behind these eighteen great gods have tens of millions of years of heritage, and their foundations are much richer.

One of the great gods said: "Now is the time when the life and death of the royal city of hundreds of clans is at stake. Naturally, we have no shirking responsibility. The Mayi clan has a total of two supreme holy artifacts, which were passed down by our ancestors. I am willing to take out one of them and sell it. Go and exchange for the divine stone."

A complete heaven-suppressing supreme holy weapon is worth nearly one million divine stones, which can be regarded as a huge wealth!

"I am willing to dig up the divine body of an ancestor of our clan and sell it for the divine stone. I am not joking! If you are dead, you should make the best use of it." A great deviant god said this.

"There is a false god in our clan, and his combat power is too low. I will take away his divine source when I go back this time. I should be able to get a lot of divine stones in exchange for it."

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Although Zhang Ruochen felt that the way these small tribes raised sacred stones was very unusual, he didn't find it funny at all. Instead, he admired them very much. No matter how poor you are, you are not ambiguous at all when it comes to life and death.

From beginning to end, Zhang Ruochen remained silent, letting them deal with the crisis at hand.

Although Zhang Ruochen could quickly obtain a large number of sacred stones with the help of the Earth Cauldron, the secret of owning the Earth Cauldron could easily be revealed.

There are a total of one hundred and thirty-seven small clans in the Hundred Clans Royal City, but only one hundred and eleven have gathered here. Where did the gods of the other twenty-six small tribes go?

Just by selling the corpses of the gods of these small tribes, you can obtain a huge amount of sacred stones.

What's more, the wealth owned by these twenty-six small clans will definitely be divided up.

External crises can unite all small tribes.

However, this huge benefit can make all small tribes willing to unite.

The heads of the three major clans understand the thoughts of the gods of these small clans better than Zhang Ruochen.

The chief of the Yasha Clan asked Zhang Ruochen to come here, not only to let the gods get to know him, but also to let Zhang Ruochen know more about the situation inside the Hundred Clan Royal City.

They never expected Zhang Ruochen to help them solve their own problems.

At least, not in the short term.

After the discussion, the gods left one after another.

The Jade Spirit God returned to the King's City of the Hundred Tribes, with an extremely ugly face and a heavy evil aura on his body. He said: "It's still a step too late. The Yasha Tribe has four big worlds that they will destroy. The creatures in the Yunfa Realm were refined into a spirit by the Ghost Lord. A soul pill. The central realm was torn apart by Mu Tuo’s soul-suppressing hammer, turning the world into fragments. Corpses were everywhere, and countless trillions of Yaksha tribesmen died miserably..."

As he spoke, Yulingshen's voice was trembling, and his eyes were red, as if he was about to shed tears.

After all, these Yaksha clan members were in disaster because of the decisions she made. The Jade Spirit God is not the kind of heartless god, so how can he not blame himself and feel guilty?

Too many clan members died, and the scene was too miserable.

This will definitely create a nightmare in the heart of Jade Spirit God!

Zhang Ruochen couldn't see the woman being so sad, so he walked over and stretched out his hand to hug her, to lend her his shoulder to lean on, but he was stopped by the cold eyes of Yuling God, which was as cold as a cold sword.

With the two pairs of eyes so close, Zhang Ruochen could even see the mist in Yulingshen's eyes, his own handsome face in the pupils, and the tempting scent he could smell at the tip of his nose.