Chapter 492 The Absolute Foundation of Civilization Competition

Floating above the Black and White Mountains, Wang Xuan looked around and saw that the Xianwu Mountain's mountain protection formation had been activated, and majestic energy and runes were faintly visible.

Xianwu Mountain, which is shrouded by the mountain protection formation, is like wearing a layer of tortoise shell. Nothing can be shaken except by immortals.

One by one, the true disciples flew into the air to check out the sudden situation.

"Seventh Brother, what happened?" Chen Qingniu, who was closest, flew over with a look of confusion and seriousness on his face.

As a true disciple, Chen Qingniu knew the status and strength of Xianwu Mountain. This was the first time in nearly fifty years that he was able to force Xianwu Mountain to activate the mountain protection formation.

Senior sister Lin Xiyue came gracefully, and senior brothers Zhou Wu and Wan Futu also appeared very quickly, and looked at Wang Xuan together with Chen Qingniu.

Although Wang Xuan is the seventh child, the youngest and the last to join, his strength and status are beyond their reach.

I think as a martial arts immortal, a powerful person of the same realm who can leave his mark between heaven and earth and easily kill the heavenly ceiling of the Dongxu True Immortal, Wang Xuan would know more.

Wang Xuan did not answer. His consciousness sensed the imprints of heaven and earth in the original space. In that mysterious space, the imprints of immortals had already gathered together.

With the help of the imprint of heaven and earth in the original space, the immortals of the Earth civilization can contact other immortals anytime and anywhere no matter where they are.

The imprints of various realms merged into one. At this moment, the imprints left by the immortals exuded a terrifying power that was at the limit of half-step immortality, enough to strike down weaker immortals.

Wang Xuan's mark of being a half-step true immortal quietly approached them, looked at them with eyes wide open, and listened attentively with ears pricked up.

More than twenty immortals were shrouded in faint immortal matter and fragments of rules. Although their faces could not be seen clearly, Wang Xuan still recognized a few of them based on their personal characteristics.

The Demon-Suppressing True Lord with sword energy soaring into the sky, the Bodhisattva of Precious Light with Buddha's light emanating from him, the Great Sage of the Dragon Clan with the shadow of a dragon hovering around him, and the Great Sage Kunhuang with the posture of a phoenix.

But no matter how he looked, Wang Xuan couldn't find his ancestor, the martial immortal who was the best in the earth's civilization in terms of both civil and military skills.

"The immortals from the four worlds, the Celestial God Realm, the Ancient Demon Realm, the Earth Emperor Realm, and the Heroic Spirit Realm, are threatening their home planet and reaching several top forces. What is going on, and how should we deal with it?"

The American God of Wealth, holding a shining golden scepter in his hand, looks at the Optimus Primes who jointly support civilization.

The God of the Forest said, "The Earth is already surrounded by powerful enemies from the Abyss, Demons, Spirits, and Machines. We have already put in a lot of effort to keep the ship of civilization moving forward steadily. If we add four more enemies, I'm afraid it will be difficult to maintain stability."

"There are two true gods, nearly ten demigods, and three hundred immortals in the Four Worlds. If they interfere in the affairs of Earth civilization, they will easily break the balance of our game with the Abyss Realm and other forces."

The tall figure of Slavshan, with a huge axe hanging from his waist, spoke in a powerful and majestic voice.

Fortunately, in the previous years, they had already solved the troubles in the Evolution Realm, the Hell Realm and the Demon Realm, otherwise it would have been too late to resolve them.

"The messengers from the four realms have come with bad intentions. They are probably enemies, not friends. If we are soft-hearted, we may be considered easy to bully. But if we are too tough, we may offend them. How should we respond to win this power?"

The newly promoted immortal Yan Mo seemed a little worried, not knowing what to do. At the same time, he was thankful that the alien immortals did not descend on the Indian Three Region this time, otherwise it would be difficult for him to cope with it.

The Green Emperor said confidently and calmly: "In the five hundred years of the mythological era, we have encountered countless enemies, but civilization has come to this day despite all the ups and downs. What did we rely on?
The absolute foundation of competition among civilizations is always strength. No matter what conspiracy or overt plot, any tactics or unconventional tactics, the underlying support is always a powerful force.

No matter what the envoys from the four realms seek, only by demonstrating our strong strength can we intimidate the other side and gain control of the discourse power.

If you want a wolf to put away its fangs and claws and become a docile and cooperative domestic dog, you don’t need to give in, you need to intimidate it! "

Unlike his gentle attitude during the negotiation with the immortals in the Heavenly God Realm, the Green Emperor's attitude at this moment was very hawkish.

He has invincible self-confidence and also the composure to remain calm even when faced with a mountain collapse. This is a temperament cultivated through repeated battles with powerful aliens.

The peerless swordsman Zhen Yao Zhenjun said: "If you want to turn enemies into friends, you must intimidate the messengers of the four realms. This is inevitable. Only in this way can you turn crises into opportunities. I have a hunch that the four realms do have ambitions to divide up the earth's civilization, but as long as we are strong enough, they will also make concessions and become our allies.

After all, we do not have any core conflicts of interest with them for the time being, and cooperation is not impossible.”

The twenty or so immortals present couldn't help but nod in agreement when they heard this, setting the tone for their attitude towards the messengers from the four realms.

Although the immortals felt pressure from this crisis, they were not panicked, let alone desperate.

Because each of them is a legend, an epic, and a myth!

In less than 500 years, he had achieved immortality and walked his own path. Who among the alien races could compare to him? In a battle of the same level, how many alien races could be his rivals?
This is their terrifying potential, and it is also the source of confidence for Earth civilization. As long as we give them time, no matter how powerful the enemy is, it doesn’t matter.

Wang Xuan quietly listened in on this Supreme Council meeting and learned many secrets.

Only then did he understand why the immortals were so elusive, yet the development of civilization was always under their control.

It turns out that these supreme beings, their councils and conversations are all in the original space, rather than meeting in reality.

No matter how many light years apart they are, with the help of the imprint of heaven and earth, the will of these immortals can appear here at any time.

The existence of the origin space is enough to isolate any alien race. No alien strongman can enter, let alone steal secrets.

For immortals, the original space is not only the source of their immortality, but also a platform for communication and cooperation with each other.

Of course, Wang Xuan can now also get involved in this platform.

Regarding the arrival of the messengers from the four realms, Wang Xuan knew that the subjects of decision and action would be these immortals, but if he could, he would do his best.

It was not until the end of the parliament that Wang Xuan's consciousness was freed from the imprint of heaven and earth in the original space.

When he opened his eyes, he saw several pairs of eyes looking at him, waiting for him to answer their questions.

Wang Xuan said to several senior brothers and sisters: "The four realms of envoys from the Heavenly God Realm, the Ancient Demon Realm, the Earth Emperor Realm, and the Heroic Spirit Realm have descended on the top forces of the mother planet to deter them.

The immortals from the Heavenly God Realm just appeared in Xianwu Mountain. The Grandmaster will handle this matter. Brothers and sisters can just stay in Black and White Mountain without any worries."

The Black and White Mountains have treasures like the Qiankun Bag and the Star Palace, as well as true-level creatures like Insect Thirty-Six and the Void Python.

With several senior brothers and sisters here, safety is more guaranteed. Similarly, with them here, Ling Ling, the children and Wang Xuan's relatives will also be safer.

"Are you leaving?" Chen Qingniu, who was most familiar with Wang Xuan, asked with a frown.

Wang Xuan nodded and said, "I can contribute to today's matter, so I can't just stand by and watch."

Among the messengers from the world of gods, there are not only four immortals, but also the proud sons of heaven from the world of gods.

At the Li family's house in Tianshan where the Green Emperor was, a celestial-level woman from the Heavenly God Realm had a competition with Li Daoming.

He was no match for those immortals and half-immortals, but could he deal with the geniuses of his generation? Wang Xuan had absolute confidence!
"Be careful." Chen Qingniu patted Wang Xuan on the shoulder. Wan Futu, Zhou Wu and Senior Sister Lin also said goodbye solemnly.

Wang Xuan smiled and said, "It's not a farewell, why are you being so serious? I'm leaving now."

He tore through space, stepped out, and his figure disappeared.

(End of this chapter)