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Chapter 414 Shocking all races! The threat of Daxia is too great and must be destroyed as soon as possible!

At this moment, there are two paths before them. ıllıllııllıllı

They are like two forks in destiny, each extending into unknown darkness and light.

The first way is to secretly collude with the strong men of Daxia.

Use the information about the sect's power as a bargaining chip in exchange for capital that may allow you to settle down.

The risk of this path, however, is the identity of a traitor.

In the eyes of Daxia, they have lost their credibility and loyalty.

To gain the sincere acceptance and trust of the strong men of Great Xia is as difficult as climbing to the sky.

On the other hand, the second path is to forcefully seize everything you covet through fighting and plundering.

However, the challenges along this path are more severe.

Lin Ping'an, who is known as the patron saint of Daxia, is as powerful as an insurmountable towering mountain peak, standing on the road ahead.

Any force that attempts to infringe on the tranquility of Daxia must first pass this level.

Faced with these two choices, they are full of inner conflicts, knowing that every step will determine life or death.

Once upon a time, when people were looking at the stars in the dead of night, their hearts were intertwined with the desire for power, the fear of betrayal, and the awe of powerful enemies.

How to bet on this gamble that is related to their future destiny has become the biggest problem that needs to be solved in the minds of these three eighth-level masters.

As for the strong men in Daxia, with all the trump cards of the main human race revealed, they are still very confident of winning at this moment.

However, this situation is not permanent.

If some time passes, Daxia will be given enough breathing space and development opportunities.

The situation will probably become complicated and confusing, with the outcome unpredictable.

Because the growth rate of Daxia's overall strength can no longer be measured by conventional logic, it can be called an almost outrageous surge.

Every moment, a strong person stands out from hundreds of millions of sentient beings.

This mysterious branch of the human race seems to be a sleeping lion gradually waking up.

Its war potential is like a bottomless black hole.

Once it fully explodes, it will release terrifying and astonishing energy.

Whether it is the ever-increasing base of hundreds of billions of people, or the terrifying and evil techniques that can be purchased at will.

They are all continuously injecting strong vitality into Daxia.

It is foreseeable that at some historical turning point in the future.

When the long-hidden majestic power of Daxia fully awakens and explodes, it will surely erupt with thunderous power that shakes the entire world.

By then, this branch of the human race that calls itself Daxia will stand proudly at the top of all races.

Become the Sword of Damocles that hangs over the heads of all races and major forces.

Everything he points to is afraid of it.

On that day, countless races in the world will witness this magnificent scene.

The dazzling stars and rivers were dimmed, the majestic sacred mountains were drooped, and the strong men who once overlooked all living beings had to tremble under the majesty of Daxia.

The whole world will kneel at the feet of Daxia, in awe.

In that vast abyss of intertwined thoughts and imaginations, the spiritual worlds of the three eighth-grade masters seemed to be shrouded in unspeakable horror scenes of the future.

The scene of Great Xia lording over all the races in the world made them feel chilled and trembled all over even though they were the strongest people in the world.

Opposite them, the ninth-grade powerhouse Yuwen Tianlong had his hands behind his back, his majestic figure standing like a mountain.

At this moment, his brows were furrowed, like a bottomless canyon, revealing his deep worry and dissatisfaction with the intelligence information currently obtained.

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Looking at the three subordinates, their eyes, as deep as the stars in the night sky, shone with an imperceptible hint of reproach.

The next moment, a low and powerful voice suddenly sounded, like thunder exploding in the quiet space.

"Asshole! You three guys! What are you doing standing still right now?"

"How can such an important situation allow for a moment's delay?"

"Why don't you hurry up and report all the details here so that the sect can be prepared!"

After hearing this, the three of them broke free from the suffocating imagination as if they were waking up from a dream.

After quickly adjusting his state, he bowed deeply and his figure turned into three gusts of wind in an instant and disappeared from the place.

"Swish swish~"

Only a series of whistling sounds were left.

In an instant, only Yuwen Tianlong was left alone in the deserted backyard of the manor.

He raised his head, with the bright full moon reflected in his deep eyes, looking particularly aloof and cold.

His fingers gently stroked the long beard under his chin that had accumulated traces of time, and a touch of contempt and regret flashed across his face.

Facing the bright moon, he whispered.

"Are those stupid people worthy of accessing such profound and unpredictable skills? They really overestimate their capabilities."

The next moment, there was sadness in his tone.

"This branch of the human race that calls itself Daxia has lost its way after all. They are on the wrong path."

As he spoke, he raised his eyes slightly, his eyes like torches, looking straight into the sky, as if he had penetrated the barriers of time and space and saw the future destiny of the human race.

"Only the aristocratic sect, with its profound foundation and inheritance, can lead these human races back to the right path."

"One day they will understand that those stupid people waiting for me will understand that their roots and souls always belong to those aristocratic sects that adhere to tradition and protect the road."

"The fate of the human race will ultimately be in the hands of our sects who are determined and forge ahead!"

In his mind, Daxia's various strategies were all completely wrong.

As the main human race, as the backbone of the human race and the leader of racial civilization, the family sect has the obligation and responsibility to move everything back to the most correct path.

As for what?

As long as the sect family dominates the human race and they are the masters, everything is correct.

As for the so-called high-level officials of Daxia and the guardian gods of Daxia, they are all a group of demons who deviate from the development path of the human race.

All in all, Yuwen Tianlong has achieved the ultimate in self-hypnosis.

Of course, it may also be related to the brainwashing passed down from those sect families.

If you deceive others, you will deceive yourself.

Even though he is doing something worthy, he always wants to occupy the moral high ground.

It doesn’t matter whether you can win a head-to-head fight based on strength, but you can never lose with words.

Even though a person is dead, his mouth is still strong.

After more than ten days, the edge of the invisible light film appeared.

The three eighth-grade grandmasters finally arrived after a long journey.

Outside this strange light film, many top experts from the major sects and families of the main human race have gathered.

They stationed themselves here and built a temporary camp, like stars dotting this vast land.

Flags and flags of various colors fluttering and swords shining with cold light also demonstrate the identity and strength of these people.