Fantasy: The Villain’s Hero

Chapter 803

Chapter 803 Can’t fail

With the approach of the funeral of the old saint in the ancient holy city, the envoys of the major forces of the Ten Thousand Realms began to set off to the World of Dayan.

Prepare to mourn the old holy lord to show respect for this ancient immortal patching the sky.

Immortal Palace, Emperor Celestial Immortals Mansion, Wuliang Dongtian, Qianyuan Immortal Sect and other super powers all dispatched extremely large teams.

There are even many Sect forces, and the ancestors of Head Teacher came out in person.

The prestige of the old holy lord in ten thousand realms can be seen in one…

The old holy lord was in Ten Thousand Realms, and it can be said to have responded with one answer.

In the past, Wuliang Dongtian and Qianyuan Xianzong fought for the right to belong to a world, which was extremely tragic.

Wuliangdongtian and Qianyuan Immortal Sect are both top superpowers in the ten thousand realms, and their sphere of influence encompasses the behemoths of many worlds.

There are countless powerful people under his command, and there are many immortal kings and immortals, and there is even more than one immortal emperor.

The fighting between these two superpowers has affected the entire ten thousand realms, and almost one-seventh of the ten thousand realms, as well as countless forces, have been involved in the flames of war.

The war lasted thousands of years and caused unspeakable damage to the world.

Countless creatures died tragically, and even Heavenly Dao in Ten Thousand Realms was damaged in 983!

The old saint who had been healed at the Closed Door Training at that time was also shocked to leave the customs and personally went to Wuliang Dongtian and Qianyuan Immortal Sect.

Under the mediation of the old holy master, Wuliang Dongtian and Qianyuan Xianzong no longer fight, and stop fighting to make peace.

Although there are also two major forces that can no longer bear the consequences of continuing to fight, but the appeal of the old saint also played a big role.

As for those small forces, they worship the old saint as gods.

The saddest thing about the old saint’s sitting is not the ancient holy city, but the unnamed little Sect small forces

Taikoo holy city, Dao Yanfeng.

In a majestic heavenly palace, Song Tongxuan stood with his hand holding his hand, looking at the many flying gods coming from the outside world, his face was expressionless and his eyes were deep.

These days, he has been busy with the funeral of the old saint.

I want to make this matter foolproof.

In fact, it stands to reason that in his capacity, there is no need to deal with these trivial matters.

But Song Guxuan chose to deal with it himself.

(ceeh) Now that the battle for the lord of the city is getting fiercer, he needs to show his own ability in front of many factions in the ancient holy city.

In addition, there is a more important reason.

That’s for the ancestors in the ancestral land

Song Tongxuan stood with his hand holding his hand, and suddenly sighed in his heart.

His line now seems to be infinitely beautiful, and many of the powers of the ancient holy city are controlled by his clansmen.

It can be said to be the actual direct line.

But in fact, Song Tongxuan has always been cautious, walking on thin ice.

Because his line actually has great weaknesses.

That is too little background

Song Tongxuan’s line was originally just a sideline of the Primordial Sacred City, and it was inconspicuous in many factions.

Among the ancestors, there is no ancestor from his line.

It can be said that Song Tongxuan’s line does not actually have any support in the ancestral land.

This is what worries Song Tongxuan the most.

Without the support of the ancestral land, no matter how powerful it is, it is also a flower in the mirror.

So Song Tongxuan wants to get the support of the ancestral land through this matter

Song Tongxuan took a deep breath and said lightly: “What are the other factions’ recent actions?

Behind Song Tongxuan, a man in black said solemnly: “Big Elder, the various factions are now in series with each other, and it seems that they still don’t give up on the position of the city lord.

There are even many factions preparing to attack us at the funeral of the old saint lord!”

Song Tongxuan heard the words, a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes, and sarcastically said: “Stupid

Attacking at the funeral of the old saint will only make the entire ancient holy city Losing face, and only provoke the dissatisfaction of the ancestors in the ancestral land!

But fortunately, in this way, the ancestor may also fall to me.”

The man in black nodded, and suddenly hesitated: “There’s one more thing. Recently, the lineage seems to be a little unstable.”

“Oh?”

Song Tongxuan frowned, turned and looked at the man in black: “What’s the matter?”

Nowadays, although his concubine is lonely under his suppression, Song Tongxuan still has fear of his concubine.

After all, the lineage has been in charge of the Primordial Sacred City for countless times, and in the ancestral land, there are many ancestors who came from the lineage!

The black man said: “Those immortal demons in the direct line are now beginning to secretly contact some factions. The Song Guxuan in the direct line went to the ancestral land a few days ago, but it seems to be sent back soon.

Elder, the protagonist doesn’t seem to be reconciled, and it is very likely that he will also fight for the seat of the city lord!

When Song Tongxuan heard the words, a hint of sarcasm flashed in his eyes.

To be honest, it’s not surprising that the concubine was not reconciled and wanted to struggle with him.

Especially when Song Guxuan went to the ancestral land to ask for the support of his ancestors, the sarcasm in his eyes became more intense.

In the ancestral land, there are indeed several ancestors who came from direct lineages.

But this does not mean that these ancestors will shelter the direct lineage, they are already the incarnation of the ancient holy city, even if they are emotionally biased towards the direct lineage, they will not really help the lineage.

Besides… the rest of the ancestors in the ancestral land are not from direct descendants!

So for these years, Song Tongxuan has been suppressing his direct lineage, and the ancestral land has not received any opinions.

The ancestors of the primordial line will definitely not risk the world’s disgrace and push the primordial line to the upper position when there is no hope for the descendant line.

Unless they think there is hope for the progeny…

But right now, is there any hope?

The immortal emperor is sitting there, and the young Tianjiao with no talent appears.

This move by the concubine is destined to be futile.

Song Tongxuan indifferently said: “Continue to pay attention to the lineage, and report any changes to me.”

The man in black nodded and disappeared into the Great Hall.

Song Tongxuan watched the hustle and bustle of the various envoys slowly appearing in the Dayan World, with a glimmer of light in his eyes.

He went from a master of collateral relations, from a small deacon Elder, step by step to where he is today.

Only one step away from the seat of the city lord.

Behind him is not only his own ambition, but also the expectations of countless people in his line.

He must not fail!