Chapter 830 A Dark Chess

Zhang Qian smiled slightly: "How can this be possible? You are really willing to rob half of the Emperor's heritage. But unfortunately, I am not stupid. Do you think I will agree? No matter how much heritage there is, it cannot compare to an imperial weapon that can kill people without limit."

As Zhang Qian spoke, he began to study this imperial weapon and tried to collect it.

This is an imperial weapon that contains the will of the Emperor of Tribulation. Let alone refining it, just collecting it is extremely difficult.

The will of the Emperor of Tribulation in the Eight Desolate God-conferring Monument kept resisting, emitting waves of vibrations, and repelling Zhang Qian's approach.

Fortunately, this imperial weapon could not exert its power without someone controlling it, otherwise Zhang Qian would definitely turn around and leave.

"Huh? This is it?"

After observing carefully for a while, Zhang Qian suddenly had an idea. He thought to himself, "Why is the magical effect of the Eight Desolate God-conferring Stele so similar to the Myriad Dao Stratagems of the Universe? The God Stele can seal tens of millions of gods and bless the power of the God Stele, while my Myriad Dao Stratagems of the Universe can allow countless Rule Dao Gods to bless their understanding. Moreover, both the God Stele and the Myriad Dao Stratagems of the Universe can transform dead cultivators, but the Myriad Dao Stratagems of the Universe transform dead cultivators into Rule Dao Gods, while the Eight Desolate God-conferring Stele transforms dead cultivators into puppet gods.

In the final analysis, these two are nothing more than the same thing, just used differently. This is probably the reason why I was able to use the Myriad Stratagems to take away tens of millions of gods so easily before. "

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that the Eight Desolate God Stele and the Myriad Strategies of the Heavens were extremely similar.

"Could it be that Emperor Jie had seen or heard of the All-Heavenly Stratagems in the past? It is possible that Emperor Jie made the Eight Desolate God-conferring Stele according to the All-Heavenly Stratagems."

Thinking of this, he had some enlightenment in his heart. The tens of millions of gods that originally belonged to the Eight Desolate God Monument were easily collected and transformed by the Myriad Strategies of the Heavens and the Myriad Daos. This alone can reveal the secret.

Looking back at the extremely anxious Gu Qingming, Zhang Qian's eyes rolled, and he waved his hand to reveal the Myriad Strategies of the Heavens. With a light sweep of this innate spiritual treasure, Gu Qingming was taken into it. What was strange was that the Eight Desolate Monument to the Gods did not react at all.

The next moment, Gu Qingming was transformed into a god of rules and submitted to Zhang Qian from the bottom of his heart.

Swish!
After releasing Gu Qingming, Gu Qingming looked at Zhang Qian with a burning face, his eyes full of loyalty and obedience.

Zhang Qian frowned, he was just trying it out just now, but he didn't expect to succeed. This was equivalent to directly snatching the puppet god from the Eight Desolate God Monument, but the monument did not resist at all and allowed Zhutian Wandao Ce to plunder.

Zhang Qian was extremely certain that when Emperor Jie had refined the Eight Desolate God Stele, he had definitely done so in accordance with the Myriad Strategies of the Heavens.

Apart from the different shapes, these two treasures are essentially the same kind of treasure.

After a change of mind, Zhang Qian suddenly came up with a way to collect the Eight Desolate God Stele.

Swish swish!
The myriad strategies of the heavens were unfolded, and tens of millions of gods of rules rushed out and rushed into the Eight Desolate God Monument in unison.

Buzz!
The divine monument suddenly began to tremble, and the imperial power of the Emperor of Tribulation surged layer by layer. An increasingly dangerous feeling appeared in his heart.

When the millions of rule gods were integrated into the divine monument, Zhang Qian's mind connected with the millions of rule gods, and he immediately understood the situation inside the divine monument clearly, without any secrets.

And his guess was obviously correct. The Rule Gods in the Myriad Dao Stratagems could actually be perfectly integrated into the Eight Desolate God Conferring Monument, acting as puppet gods of the monument and enhancing the power of the monument. "I control the millions of Rule Gods that have been integrated into it, so it is a very simple matter for me to control the Eight Desolate God Conferring Monument!"

With a slight smile, he stretched out his hand and the Eight Desolate God Stele suddenly shook violently and kept resisting, but it was useless. The millions of Taoist gods within it exerted their strength together, and the stele shrank directly to a one-foot square and fell into Zhang Qian's hands.

That’s not all. When the millions of rule gods were completely integrated into the divine monument, Zhang Qian had a thought and this imperial weapon suddenly became obedient and did not move. He felt that he could now control this imperial weapon freely and display the power to destroy the world.

However, Zhang Qian did not continue to ponder this imperial weapon, but waved his hand and threw the imperial weapon to Gu Qingming who was standing aside.

Gu Qingming took the Eight Desolate God-conferring Stele and said respectfully, "My Lord?"

"You are still the patriarch of the Jie Emperor Clan and the controller of the Emperor's weapon. When you have rebuilt your body, return to the Jie Emperor Clan immediately and mobilize the power of the entire Emperor Clan. You will say that the catastrophe in the East China Sea was caused by Taihao and Tianjizi. You should understand what I mean."

Although Gu Qingming was transformed into a god of rules and was endlessly loyal to Zhang Qian, he did not become a fool and still retained his previous wisdom. After hearing what Zhang Qian said, he understood Zhang Qian's plan and naturally understood it.

"My Lord, my clan has countless disciples. Please give them a chance to pledge their loyalty to you!"

Zhang Qian narrowed his eyes and nodded, "Of course you can. After you return to the family, let the children of the family start to swear the Great Dao Oath and pledge allegiance to me. If they do not obey, they will be directly refined into puppet gods. I have integrated those millions of gods into the Eight Desolate God Conferring Monument. Now the power of this imperial weapon has been restored to its heyday. In terms of power, it is one of the best among many imperial weapons. With this treasure by your side, you can act boldly."

"As ordered!"

Gu Qingming bowed and turned to leave.

After being transformed into a god of rules by Zhang Qian, Gu Qingming has broken free from the constraints of the Eight Desolate God-conferring Monument and can control the monument instead. He can also continue to be the patriarch of his Jiedi Emperor clan.

Swish!
The map of mountains, rivers, and the country was released from the broken jade. Meng Youxian's figure appeared, but was blocked by the broken jade. Meng Youxian saw nothing and had no idea that Zhang Qian had already subdued the patriarch of an imperial clan.

Mengyouxian, who had just emerged, was still in shock. She had seen the explosion of the light spot with her own eyes. Now, looking at the huge waves rolling forward on the surface of the East China Sea, and the angry and roaring Golden Turtle rushing towards the Thirty-Six States, she asked with a trembling voice, "What should we do now? This is a catastrophe. When this huge wave rushes into the Thirty-Six States, who knows how many lives will die."

"This is inevitable. However, the Thirty-Six States are so vast that even though this huge wave is thousands of feet high, it can only submerge half of Xingyun State and the nearby states. But the Golden Turtle is a big problem."

The huge waves look scary, but in fact, it is impossible for them to submerge the Thirty-Six States. Each of the Thirty-Six States is extremely vast. This terrible wave can only submerge half of the Nebula State at most. However, the golden turtle is not an ordinary existence.

The Golden Turtle has been cruising around the seas for billions of years and has been sleeping all the time. Sleeping is exactly the Golden Turtle's way of practicing. What's more, after the light spot that almost destroyed everything exploded, it only blew up half of the Golden Turtle's shell.

Zhang Qian knew very well that the power of the explosion of the light spot at that time would have turned even the immortal bodies of Tiandao Sect and Shihuang into ashes, but Jin Ao was only seriously injured.

Moreover, this golden turtle had been sleeping for billions of years, and who knows how much vitality it had accumulated. In just a moment, Zhang Qian looked from afar and found that the terrible wound on the golden turtle's back had healed, and even the half of the shell that had disappeared had grown back, but the newly grown shell was a little fragile.

This fragility is only relative. To the cultivators from the Thirty-Six States, even a newly grown shell of the Golden Turtle would be almost impossible to break!

(End of this chapter)