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45 The Battle of Fate in the North, the Battle of the Hunkun

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In the Primordial Void, a red light flashed. It was so fast that the naked eye could not catch it.

Ever since the Chaos Thunder Beast Clan was destroyed, Zhurong had been searching for Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures in the various famous mountains and rivers of the Primordial World as sacrifices.

Now, he needed more and more resources to break through. Although he had sacrificed the Chaos Thunder Beast Clan to obtain many pills, after converting them, the amount of resources that could increase his cultivation and strength was negligible.

Therefore, Zhurong needed a large number of natural treasures to sacrifice.

Hundreds of years later, Zhurong landed on an immortal mountain.

Here, the immortal energy was vague and dense, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was extremely dense.

One look and one could tell that this was a blessed land.

Zhurong scanned the area with his divine senses and discovered that there were many natural treasures here. With a wave of his hand, spiritual herbs, immortal herbs, and divine herbs flew towards him.

As for some spirit herbs that were very young, Zhurong didn't pick them.

When Zhurong's divine sense swept across this immortal god, it also heard the conversation of cultivators in this immortal god.

"It's said that the north of the Wilderness is in chaos. Old Ancestor Hun Kun is going to fight with the UpDynasty for control of the north of the Wilderness. Should we go to the north to fish in troubled waters?”

"This is too dangerous."

"Fellow Daoist, danger comes with opportunity. If the two empires fight and both sides suffer, we can wait for the fisherman to benefit. Moreover, there are many grotto-heavens and blessed lands in the north. It's better if we can occupy one than stay here.”

"Fellow Daoist, is your information true? If it's true, I'm willing to go with you.”

" It's a rumor in Untainted Land. How can it be fake? Some time ago, a friend of mine came back from the north and picked up a Primordial Spiritual Treasure on the battlefield. Although it's only a Lower Grade Primordial Spiritual Treasure, it's still a Primordial Spiritual Treasure. I'm very envious of it.”

Upon hearing that there were treasures to be found in the north, the cultivators present were tempted.

After all, heavenly treasures moved people's hearts.

Who didn't want it?

Hearing their conversation in the void, Zhurong couldn't help but look to the north."Is the fate of the northern Wilderness going to be fought over by the Chaos Kun?”

In the future, when the Wu Tribe was born, they would also take root in the north and build the north of Untainted Land into the base camp of the Wu Tribe. Then, they would dominate the world and compete with the Demon Tribe.

The north was also the most important place for the Wu Tribe to establish themselves in the Wilderness in the future.

"Looks like I have to make a trip to the north to lay the foundation for the Sorcerer Tribe.”Zhurong transformed into a young Daoist priest and landed at the place where the cultivators were talking.

"Fellow Daoists, can you give me a ride to the north?”Zhurong chuckled.

"Who are you?"

"Were you eavesdropping on our conversation?"

The few cultivators looked at Zhurong with unfriendly expressions.

Zhurong smiled and said," Fellow Daoists, I'm also a cultivator of this mountain, but I'm in seclusion all year round. I heard that you're going to the north today. Can you bring me to see the world?"”

"What is your cultivation level?" A cultivator asked gently.

Zhurong had already checked the cultivation levels of these cultivators. They were all Primordial Immortals. If he pretended to go north with them, his cultivation level would definitely be at the same level as them. Otherwise, who would bring a burden?

"I'm not talented. I'm only a Primordial Immortal.”Zhurong said guiltily.

"Haha!"

"I'm also a Primordial Immortal."

"Me too."

Everyone smiled when they heard Zhurong's answer.

Since they were both Primordial Immortals of the same realm, it meant that their cultivation levels were not bad.

"I'm Xuan Yang."

"I am Ling Feng."

"My name is Taixu."

"Greetings, Fellow Daoist."

These cultivators raised their hands and bowed.

"Fellow Daoists, just call me Daoist Huo," said Zhurong with a smile.”

"So it's Fellow Daoist Huo."

"Fellow Daoist Huo is truly a talented man.”

A group of people flattered.

Zhurong smiled indifferently when it heard that.

After everyone got to know each other, Daoist Xuan Yang said,"Fellow Daoists, let's set off as well. The sooner we reach the north, the more treasures we'll obtain.”

"Good!"

"Great!"

Then, everyone took out the immortal cloud and summoned their mounts. They ran out of the flying spiritual treasure and flew towards the north of the Wilderness.

As for Zhurong, it took out the Grand Sun Primordial Fire and transformed into two fire dragons that rode on the dragons.

A hundred years later, Zhurong finally arrived at the northern part of the Wilderness with a group of people.

Right now, the Northern Wilderness was very desolate. It was filled with a murderous aura. Looking forward, one could only see collapsed mountains and deep gullies all over the land.

"We've finally arrived in the Northern Reaches. Fellow Daoists, let's part ways here and look for opportunities.”

"Fellow Daoists, we shall meet again if fate allows."

Once they arrived, the cultivators parted ways.

Zhurong also separated from him. Its body swayed and it returned to its original appearance.

Swoosh!

Zhurong, who was no longer acting, transformed into a divine rainbow and flew towards the center of the Northern Lands.

When he arrived.

He saw trillions of living beings gathered here, killing intent soaring into the sky, and fighting intent surging.

Boom!

Boom!

Two voices rang out, and the void shattered.

Two figures appeared in the sky, both emitting the aura of a Quasi-Saint. In an instant, the two auras collided, causing the surrounding space to distort and shatter.

" I am the Lord of the Northern Lands. It's fine that you have established your strength here, but you have challenged my bottom line time and time again. Today, I will let you know who is the true ruler of the Northern Wilderness.”Old Ancestor Hun Kun looked at the figure in front of him and sneered.

"Haha."

" You were born in the north, so you are the ruler of the north," the Patriarch said with a smile." It's ridiculous. The strong are respected in the Untainted Land. Today, I will unify the north of the Untainted Land and control the fate of heaven and earth in the north of the Untainted Land.”

" Cut the crap," shouted Old Ancestor Hun Kun." Let's see who's the true ruler of the north."”

"That's right!" replied Patriarch Apocalypse.”

Boom!

After the two of them finished speaking, they immediately erupted with the aura of a Quasi-Sage.

The breath of the Sage-to-be burst out and shook the sky. Countless Immortals and Gods in Untainted Land looked to the north. They knew that the Apocalypse Ancestor was going to fight with the Hunkun Ancestor.

The two of them floated high in the sky and rumbled. The power of the Sage-to-be spread out and shook the Northern Lands of Untainted Land. It was as shocking as the monstrous Wang Yang!

Whoosh!

Their eyes flashed. They didn't even probe and directly fought.

Below, the billions of cultivators from the two empires also attacked.

A great battle broke out.

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