C1 Submission of the high lord

In the distant universe, in the vast space, there was a majestic palace. Within the palace sat four people. If someone from the Immortal Realm senior saw this, they would definitely be so scared that their legs would tremble. He kept kowtowing!

Seated in the seat of honor were a man and a woman. The man had a majestic figure. If he were to stand up, he would definitely be more than two meters away. He had thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a straight nose and mouth. Although he was wearing sackcloth, he couldn't conceal his oppressive aura. It was as if he was the center of the universe.

The sparkling skin of the woman beside him was so fragile that it seemed as if it could be blown away by the wind. It was shining with a snow-like luster. Her figure was straight and plump, her waist slim, her butt perfectly round, and her body slender and straight. She was like a jade beauty with exquisite curves, and when paired with her fairy-like appearance, it was as if all the best things in the world were gathered within her beauty. Although this woman was very tempting, the aura she exuded made one feel like they were worshipping her!

There were two young men sitting below him. The one on the left had long, blood-red hair and a body that emitted a killing intent that caused one's heart to tremble. His eyes gave off a bewildering, devilish light. The most eye-catching thing was that there was a nine-clawed dragon coiled around the man's left arm. The moment one sat down there, it would naturally exude the aura of a superior.

The man on the right was dressed like a scholar. His handsome face gave off a refreshing feeling. It was a stark contrast to the man on the left.

At this time, the four people in the hall were chatting.

The man asked in a low voice, "Do you understand now?"

The black clothed man on the left nodded, and said solemnly: "Yes teacher, I have thought it through. Otherwise, I wouldn't have been able to comprehend the realm of creation, and wouldn't have been able to fuse the realm of destruction with the realm of creation. Only by reincarnating and re-cultivating will it be possible to become a Throne. "

The man on the right said worriedly, "Big brother, you have to think this through! This is no joke. "

The man on the left laughed faintly, and said: "Hong Jun, we all have limitless lives, since we are still alive, I naturally want to be like teacher and uncle master, becoming a High Lord! You don't have to persuade me. "

Hong Jun sighed, and did not say a word. Because Hong Jun understood him, and since he had made a decision, there was no way he could change it.

The great hall fell into silence, and after a long while, the man finally spoke, "Since you've made up your mind, then go and do it." With that, he waved his right hand, creating a door of time and space around him.

The man in black stood up and bowed to the man in front of him. Looking at the "Passage of Samsara" above, he nodded resolutely. After that, an aura of destruction emerged from his body, and his body gradually dissipated. Finally, he condensed into a black soul bead, shooting towards the "Reincarnation Passage".

The "Passage of Samsara" was closed, but the great hall was filled with loneliness …

There was a beautiful planet in the universe, people all called Earth. The people living on Earth were loyal to two families, the Wu and Zhang families, because these two families belonged to a very powerful family on Earth. They had their own army, and war often broke out between these two families, because both families had the same ambition to unify the world.

Today was the beginning of the Lunar Calendar — the Soaring Dragon Pavilion of the Wu Clan. There was a sea of people in the reception hall, because today was the birth of the third son of the clan's patriarch, and there were also people who wanted to curry favor with him. All of the servants in the clan were busy running around, not wanting to be happy.

In a quiet courtyard, a beautiful woman was holding a newborn baby in her arms. This baby was the male lead of today's banquet. Suddenly, a beautiful woman came in and said, "Grandma, your father-in-law wants you to carry the young master to the banquet hall.

The woman said, "Yes, I'll be right there."

At this time, a very handsome middle-aged man walked over and said to everyone, "Thank you all for coming to my Soaring Dragon Pavilion to attend my third son's birth banquet. I represent everyone in the Wu Clan to thank all of you for coming. We need to eat and drink at the banquet later on."

The middle-aged man laughed heartily and announced that the banquet had officially begun. Everyone sat down, and some people asked if Patriarch Wu had given Third Young Master a name.

The Patriarch replied, "My name is already good. My son is from the older generation, my eldest son is called Wu Changjiang, my second son is called Wu Zhangbo. He is also my third son!" He would be called Wu Changtao. I just so happen to be Jiang Botao, and I hope that my family can be like water everywhere. Everyone in the audience suddenly gave a warm round of applause. This banquet continued all the way until it ended at midnight.

When everyone had left, the servants began their busy work on the rear, and when all the work was finished and it was almost daybreak, there were nine people sitting around a round table with a burning candle on it. At this time, Chief Wu Baojun said, "According to the current army configuration, we can launch an attack on the Zhang Family within a month, so this time we have to make sure that they never turn around." At this time, the person sitting on the left side of the Chief spoke, and Father, I am responsible for the mobilization of the water army to wipe out the entire Zhang Family.

The person sitting opposite the chief said, "The Yangtze River, although their water army is not very strong, but they occupy a favorable terrain, so you must be careful when you are fighting. Remember this well."

The Yangtze River said, "Don't worry about Wang Zhong, I'm confident," the clan leader said. "I'll leave the Changbo Army to you soon, is there a problem?"

Wang Jun continued, "The army is more difficult to attack quickly. We must raise the morale of the army and then fight. If that's the case, then we'll have twice the result with half the effort."

At this moment, the clan leader said, "The five reverends ask you to restrain the Zhang clan's reverends, and then the five reverends nod their heads at the same time." Then the clan leader said, the five reverends ask you to restrain the Zhang clan's reverends, and at this moment, the five reverends nodded their heads.

At this time, the leader laughed and said, "That way, I can unite the whole world. At that time, my Wu Clan will be the eternal ruler of the whole world."

Everyone's eyes were twinkling like stars as they looked forward to the beautiful day.

In the blink of an eye, three months had passed, and under the Wu Clan's all-out attack, the Zhang Clan was beaten to the point where they were on the verge of death. When the battle was about to end, and the Wu Clan was about to rule the entire world, something unimaginable happened.

Although he was not killed, he was still seriously injured by the mysterious person. Through the examination of the reverends, they found out that the person was a cultivator expert who had injured the Patriarch, if not for the fact that the clan leader had also cultivated, and had a bit of self-preservation ability, this attack would have been enough to take his life.

He said that he would need to return to the clan to recuperate from his injuries, and thus, this attack would not come to an end. Although it had severely injured the Zhang Family, they did not eliminate it in the end, but it would not hinder the development of the Wu Family for three to five years.

When the army returned to the family territory, the civilians gave the triumphant heroes a warm celebration, while the families rewarded the soldiers who had rendered meritorious service and buried the martyred soldiers. This was also the reason why there were more citizens who supported Wu Family than the Zhang Family. The family would always be very caring for their own people, and once they returned to their family, the King would distribute military resources to them. Only after returning to the Soaring Dragon Pavilion did he find the backbone of the clan and discuss his next plan. Because the clan leader was injured, the meeting place was arranged to be in his bedroom.

"As a patriarch, we should not only lead the war, but also consider the interests and survival of the family from a comprehensive perspective." Now, we must consolidate the city we have captured and send more men to consolidate our own strength. Don't have any conflicts with the Zhang family if it is not necessary. At this point, the patriarch coughed and said, "I'm a little tired. Go and get busy. I need to rest for a while."

Everyone stood up at the same time and said, "Clan leader (father), take your time to rest. Your subordinate (child) will take his leave." Thus, everyone returned to their own residences to rest.

In the blink of an eye, five years had passed. In these five years, the strength of his Wu Family had increased by two-fifths compared to before, and he had become more talented, strong, and robust.

In a wide courtyard, a child, who looked to be about four or five years old, was currently training. He was dressed in a tight, light blue attire, wearing leather boots, with an excited smile on his face, his beautiful face was flushed red, and a pair of phoenix eyes were sparkling. This child was the third young master of Wu Family, Wu Changtao, and standing beside him was the master of the third young master, who was also one of the five great reverends, Zhang Chengxun, who was currently observing the third young master's breathing and cultivation path.

When the Third Young Master was three years old, he started cultivating with Daoist Master Zhang. In two years' time, the Third Young Master had gone from a child who didn't know anything to a little genius in the family, because he was cultivating faster than any other cultivator in the family. In just two years' time, he had almost caught up to his second brother's cultivation.

On this day, Daoist Master Zhang was examining the cultivation progress of the third young master for the past six months. When the third young master finally finished cultivating, his eyes flashed with a sharp light.

Daoist Master Zhang nodded his head in satisfaction and said, "Very good. In this half year, you have already caught up to your second brother. Very impressive!" A servant hurriedly ran over and said, "Daoist Master Zhang, Clan Leader has come to invite you in."

Master Zhang nodded and said, "I will go over immediately." He then turned around and said, "Changtao, you must continue to work hard, do you know that although you cultivate very quickly, your cultivation has not completely consolidated yet. What you need to do now is to consolidate your foundation. The basics are always the most important. "The third young master replied with satisfaction," Yes, master, you can rest assured that your disciple will work hard. When I grow up, I will still help father kill the enemy.

Satisfied, Daoist Master Zhang nodded his head and left under the guidance of the guide.

They are all the backbone of the Wu Family, important generals and five reverends. At this time, the Patriarch stood up and walked to the place where a map was hung on the wall and said, "We have been preparing for five years, and have worked very hard for these five years. Our strength is now sufficient enough to destroy a Zhang Clan, it is truly a day that people are looking forward to.

Apart from the five great reverends, all the others stood up and said, "Yes, clan leader. If you look closely, you can see that every single one of their eyes are currently burning with a fiery gaze and a deep will to fight."