Chapter 326: Western Wasteland Returns to Its Original State

"This container is not so easy to destroy. I once saw with my own eyes that Rambo's men tried to steal Rambo while he was away, but he tried hard and failed. That man was already at the peak of the quasi-emperor. , it still doesn’t work…”

The great elder sighed helplessly. Although he didn't say everything, Wei Jin's words explained everything.

Several people looked at each other in shock when they heard this.

"Zhuyue, you are the most cultivated among us, why not try to see if there is anything we can do."

Su Chen took the lead in casting his gaze on Yi Zhuyue and asked.

Yi Zhuyue nodded and took the lead in touching the container in front, but before he could get close, a fierce spiritual power struck.

She quickly took two steps back to avoid the fatal blow.

If it weren't for the fact that her cultivation had reached the realm of a half-step emperor, the blow just now was enough to make a person at the peak of a quasi-emperor instantly disappear into ashes.

Even if Yi Zhuyue hid quickly, a strand of hair on her forehead still fell out and turned into ashes in an instant.

"There is no way. I can't even get close. The spiritual power contained in it will be difficult for the emperor to resist even if he comes."

Yi Zhuyue couldn't help but shook her head, still frightened by the terrifying power.

It is unimaginable that during the hundreds of thousands of years he stayed in the Western Wilds, Rambo actually did such a big thing behind the scenes.

Does he want to collect all the spiritual power and force a breakthrough in this land?

You must know that the constraints of the laws of heaven are no joke. Their true cultivation is higher than that of the emperor, but here they are all suppressed to half-step emperors.

Once Rambo's cultivation is forcibly broken through, he is likely to be rejected by the rules of heaven here and return to the heaven forcibly.

Could it be that he wanted to use this method to return to the fairy world? But it's completely unnecessary. After all, he came here under orders.

Su Chen was not surprised by this. After all, there was a lot of spiritual power in the entire Xihuang. Now the reason why Xihuang has become such a place where no one can poop is because of the loss of spiritual power.

Over time, if all the spiritual power is lost, the Western Wilderness will completely turn into a desolate land. At that time, the sky will really not respond and the earth will not work.

"If you can't break the spiritual power in the container, why not kill me first? The spiritual power in my body is enough to restore Xihuang in a short time."

The great elder looked at the few people standing there with heavy faces and couldn't help but speak.

"We have to find a way to get you out."

Su Chen said firmly, "Don't worry, we will definitely find a way, there will definitely be a way to get the best of both worlds, so that all our wishes will come true!"

At the end of the sentence, Su Chen's eyes were bright and full of determination.

The great elder was moved and lamented that Natasha had not chosen the wrong person, but he was already an old man now, and even if he was rescued, he would not be of much use.

If his death can bring about a short-term peace in the Western Wilderness, it will be worth it.

He has been under the aura of his brother all his life, and now finally, for once, he can be better than his brother.

Unfortunately, my brother is no longer here.

He could no longer say the words he had held in his heart for many years.

The eldest elder's eyes were a little moist. It is said that men don't shed tears lightly, but they are not sad yet.

"Why don't you try the token we brought here? He can actually open this door. That must be inextricably related to this."

Yi Zhuyue thought for a long time and then couldn't help but suggest, "After all, with Rambo's strength, it is still impossible to build such an advanced device. There must be something to help."

Saying this reminded Su Chen.

Su Chen quickly took out the blood-red token.

As the token gets closer, the container obviously becomes slower and slower, and finally becomes almost stationary.

Seeing that it was useful, Su Chen directly threw the token into the container.

I saw that the container had completely lost its original luster, and the flow of spiritual power that had been swirling nearby suddenly stopped as if it had been cut off.

Immediately afterwards, countless spiritual powers instantly dispersed from the center of the container and dispersed towards the entire Western Wasteland.

Seeing that it was effective, everyone stood there and waited quietly.

At the same time, there was a burst of sweet rain in the entire Western Wasteland. The sweet rain was unusual and full of spiritual power.

I saw that the originally dry land was gradually sprouting saplings of forest plants, and the originally withered trees were gradually glowing with new life.

The lifeless forests and deserts have also regained their vitality. In some places, buds have even sprouted, and a lush green color has covered everything.

"Look! It's rain!"

A little rabbit emerged from the soil and felt his head was wet. When he looked up, he saw rain falling in the sky.

It was so excited that it quickly told the news to the surrounding tribesmen.

You must know that it has not rained in the Western Wasteland for decades, and the land is barren of grass. They all rely on storing food and traveling to farther places to survive.

Now that the rain is coming, it means food is coming.

All the rabbits came out to watch this spectacular sight.

At the same time, grass sprouts began to grow on the land near them, and then they grew larger and larger, and in an instant they were taller than rabbits.

A little rabbit sniffed tentatively with his nose, and the unique smell of fresh grass came, and it actually contained some spiritual power.

The little rabbits, who had been hungry for who knows how long, started to eat happily.

The White Tigers could not help but come out to see this scene. The rain in the sky was drizzling, not heavy, but it moistened the dry West Wasteland.

The land that had originally become a wasteland was instantly full of vitality.

And all of this was centered on the castle not far away.

The White Tiger Clan leader immediately understood that it was the Dragon Clan who did this.

"Clan leader, it's raining, and the spiritual energy in the air seems to be richer, as if... it's back to... hundreds of years ago!"

One of the little tigers was very excited.

The White Tiger Clan leader recalled the past and could not help but nod his head, with tears in his eyes.

"Yes, the Dragon Clan is the great benefactor of our entire West Wasteland!"

The White Tiger Clan leader said excitedly, recalling the past, with a lot of emotion in his heart.

He cast his eyes on the tigers behind him and said solemnly: "Now, let's take the gifts to thank the dragon clan. It was the dragon clan that saved the entire Western Wasteland!"

The other white tigers were excited and eager to fight, and they were extremely grateful to the dragon clan.

The dragon clan defeated Rambo, who had occupied the territory here for decades, and even returned the Western Wasteland to its original state.

If there were no dragon clan, there would be no Western Wasteland today.

Thinking of this, they immediately began to prepare the precious treasures of the white tiger clan.