Chapter 1957 Qinglian's Invitation
All the immortal souls in Lihentian, or in other words, all the immortal souls in the entire infinite world, are the immortals and creatures who died in the infinite calamity. After their death, they turned into immortal souls and were affected by the resentment and curses. Each of them hates this world and this universe to the core.

They wish to destroy the great way of the infinite universe and destroy everything in this world.

This is also the reason why the Great Dao of the Infinite Universe did not try to control these immortal souls when it decided to attack the prehistoric world. Although the countless immortal souls are in the infinite world, they should be controlled by the Great Dao of the Infinite Universe. But the fact is that the Great Dao of the Infinite Universe has no control over the immortal souls.

When the Shentian Sect and the twenty-six immortal holy souls opened up the Lihentian, the rules they set were to allow the spiritual veins in the world to transform into hatred and curse energy instead of spiritual energy.

This shows how deep their hatred for the entire universe is.

Upon hearing that the Supreme Being of Demon Mountain might join forces with the Avenue of the Universe, all the immortal souls became excited and began to utter evil words and curses.

"Silence!"

Ancestor Jiemie quickly stopped everyone.

"Do you want to die? The Supreme Being of Demon God Mountain is a saint. If you say something bad, he will sense it immediately."

The old ancestor Jiemie is well aware of the power of the saints. As long as someone mentions the name of the saint, the other party will sense it. Saints are so terrifying.

The immortal soul below paused for a moment, then slowly calmed down.

"I will report this to your Excellency now. Let's hear what you have to say."

After waving his hand, Patriarch Jiemie asked everyone to leave, then he took out a small green lotus. The slightly illusory green lotus was filled with rich power of creation and vitality. It was incredible that in this dead world composed of the dead, there could be such power of creation and vitality.

To all immortal souls, the vitality of nature is actually a deadly poison.

Their hatred and curses can threaten the living, and the power of creation and vitality possessed by the living can also threaten them. Life and death are mutually reinforcing and restraining, and there is no situation where one side specifically restrains the other.

However, the power of life force of creation, which is obviously extremely poisonous to the immortal soul, did not affect the old ancestor of silence. He held the green lotus in his palm and stared at the lotus filled with the life force of creation.

"Everywhere I look, there are dead spirits and curses. Is there really a need for such a deformed world to exist? Dao Zun, you are right!"

As he spoke, Patriarch Jiemie pointed a finger, and the green lotus in his palm blossomed.

"What's the matter?"

An ethereal and boundless Taoist sound came out from the green lotus. When the Taoist sound came out, it even gave people the illusion that they were in a fairyland created by nature.

Ancestor Jiemie squinted his eyes, as if he was enjoying this illusion. After a while, he replied respectfully, "Master Daozun, the strong man from the Demon God Mountain who attacked Gouli Tianjie before has come to Hatetian City and is now in the city!"

"Oh?"

Daoist Qinglian responded softly, and then said: "This man is really bold. I guess Tianqingzi has been devoured by him. Well, since he appeared in Hatetian City, we don't have to look for him. You should find a way to contact him. This man is not as simple as the strong man in Demon God Mountain. Remember not to neglect him!"

"This……"

Ancestor Jiemie was stunned, not understanding why Taoist Qinglian would make such a decision.

"As ordered!"

But he didn't dare to ask back and could only agree respectfully.

Swish!
The blooming green lotus closed and turned into a bud again, and the pervasive vitality of nature also began to recede.

Putting away the green lotus, Patriarch Jiemie looked at the water mirror in front of him again. Looking at Zhang Qian who was leisurely in the water mirror, he thought to himself: "Could it be that this person has some other origin? What is Dao Zun thinking?"

After pondering for a while, he made a decision.

As the confidant of Taoist Qinglian, he would naturally carry out Taoist Qinglian's orders without any compromise.

Zhang Qian, who was wandering around and thinking about where to start, suddenly stopped because a sudden voice sounded in his ears.

"Fellow Daoist, please wait. I am the Lord of Hatetian City. Please come to the Lord's Mansion to have a chat!" "Hey!"

Zhang Qian let out a light exclamation, not unaware that he had been targeted for a long time. He thought to himself that this was normal.

"Hate the Lord of Tiancheng? Interesting. I want to see what you have to say."

Zhang Qian had no fear at all, or rather, he had no scruples at all.

And he was very curious about what the Lord of Hatetian City invited him to do?
He turned and walked towards the nearest teleportation array. After a while, he arrived at a large square. In the center of the square was a high platform, on which was a teleportation array leading to various places in Hatetian City.

After passing through the teleportation formation, his figure flashed and he appeared in another place through the space channel, which was also a large square.

In front of this huge square, there stand endless palaces. The continuous palaces are located there and arranged according to mysterious directions. There is no doubt that these palaces must be arranged according to some kind of large formation.

"Fellow Taoist, please come in!"

When he came near the continuous palaces, a void portal suddenly appeared in the void, which was only wide enough for one person to pass through.

After hesitating for a moment, Zhang Qian stepped into the door and came to a secret hall.

Deep in the hall, on the towering throne, the old ancestor of Jiemie sat upright, looking at Zhang Qian who had just appeared with lightning eyes.

"Are you the city lord?"

Zhang Qian glanced around and saw that there was no one else in the hall.

"Yes, I am the Ancestor of Jiemie, the ruler of Hatetian City. May I ask who you are, fellow Taoist?"

"Don't be in a hurry." Zhang Qian didn't intend to introduce himself. "It shouldn't be you who invited me here, but the person behind you. Let's not waste our breath."

He had no interest in the Old Ancestor of Jiemie. He felt that the other party must have been instructed by the Taoist Qinglian to do this. He was very curious about what the Taoist Qinglian's purpose was.
Ancestor Jiemie opened his mouth, but was unable to speak.

hum!
At this moment, the green lotus suddenly emerged.

Swish!
The green lotus blooms, and wisps of the power of creation and vitality spread out.

"This is!"

Zhang Qian narrowed his eyes, and sensed the power of creation and vitality. His heart was greatly shocked. This was Lihentian, the world of the undead, the world of hatred and curses. It was incredible that there was the power of creation and vitality here.

In a dead world like Lihentian, this thing should be as precious and rare as the innate chaotic energy. No, it should not appear at all.

A vague shadow suddenly emerged from the center of the blooming green lotus. Traces of terrifying holy power swept out, but were confined to the hall and did not spread outside.

Just these wisps of holy power made Zhang Qian feel suffocated. His current spiritual power, which had been fused with the Immortal Demon Shadow, was only at the level of True Immortal Hunyuan, so naturally he could not resist the power of holy power.

However, Zhang Qian, who was fearless, was not afraid. He stared at the figure in the center of the green lotus, but found that he could not tell whether it was a man or a woman, or what the figure looked like, because the terrifying holy power distorted the space and made it impossible to see clearly.

"Qinglian Daozun?"

Zhang Qian said with doubt.

"It is me, would you like to talk to me?"

"Okay, it's my chance to listen to the Holy Word."

hum!
The green lotus suddenly expanded, and a fairy road extended out, appearing under Zhang Qian's feet.

Zhang Qian stepped onto the immortal road without any hesitation.

(End of this chapter)