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"Hello, senior brother. The teacher is in seclusion and will not see anyone."

The boy on the left came forward and bowed, shaking his head.

"You won't see me either?"

Dong Wanggong exclaimed.

"That's right."

The boy on the right also came forward.

"Please inform them that I have something to ask for."

Dong Wanggong bowed, then took out two acquired swords from his sleeves and handed them over.

One of them was shining brightly, and it was obvious that it was not bad.

"Senior brother, this is what the teacher said. He wants to go into seclusion to comprehend the great way and will not see anyone."

The two boys looked at the acquired magic weapon and were somewhat tempted.

But thinking of what Daozu said, they shook their heads and dared not accept it.

"The teacher really doesn't want to see me..."

Dong Wanggong gritted his teeth, his face was very ugly.

Now that he had lost the Juxian Banner and suffered a defeat, he could be said to have lost face.

If he lost the protection of Hongjun Patriarch again, he almost didn't dare to think about what kind of result he would encounter.

For a moment, Dong Wanggong was also annoyed. Why couldn't he hold it back all of a sudden!

As soon as the thought came, the devilish thoughts naturally arose.

But Dong Wanggong's possession of the devil was not particularly deep, and he could still pull himself out at this moment.

After he got out, he was naturally afraid of what he had done before.

But now that things have come to this, fear is useless.

Unable to meet Hongjun, Dong Wanggong could only turn around and leave with a helpless look on his face.

In the Lingxiao Palace of the Heavenly Palace, Bai Ze was reporting to Di Jun about the situation after Dong Wanggong and his party returned to the Immortal Palace.

"After Dong Wanggong and his party were seriously injured, he went to the outer world as soon as possible, thinking that he wanted to find Hongjun Daozu!"

Bai Ze said, looking up at Di Jun, waiting for his instructions.

"Don't worry about him."

Di Jun waved his hand, not caring at all.

How could Daozu care about this person?

The interests of Di Jun and Daozu are much longer-term and much greater than those of Dong Wanggong.

Daozu had also come to express his attitude before, and now Dong Wanggong must be turned away.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

"However, Your Majesty, since the Duke of the East is so rude, I will go and destroy him to show the majesty of our Heavenly Court."

Bai Ze volunteered.

Being hit like this today, even Bai Ze was angry.

Not to mention the demon saints and demon gods below, each of them wanted to flatten the Immortal Court.

Bai Ze could only pass on the message to see what the Emperor of Heaven meant.

"No hurry, wait until after this great expedition."

"Hang this thing on the South Heaven Gate, and from now on, no one will dare to be presumptuous again, and there is no need to activate the Zhoutian Xingdou formation."

"Order the gods to select men and horses, and be ready to be deployed at any time."

As Di Jun said this, a one-foot-high green triangular flag appeared in his palm.

It was the Juxian flag.

It contained the imprint of the Duke of the East's soul.

This innate spiritual treasure was controlled by the Duke of the East at a great cost.

Although it was not completely refined, it was already as easy as using one's arm.

That is why he could hold the Zhoutian Xingdou formation with this small flag.

To control this thing, he had to first break the opponent's soul imprint.

For someone else, it would definitely take a long time.

But Di Jun was different.

Two rays of divine light shot out from his eyes, penetrating directly into the Juxian flag.

In the space inside the treasure, Dong Wanggong's soul clone was wearing a green Taoist robe and a peach wood hairpin on his head.

He was sitting there with an uncertain expression.

Suddenly, the soul clone seemed to sense some danger and looked up suddenly.

Two rays of divine light fell, carrying the breath of destroying everything.

"Emperor of Heaven..."

But before he could finish his words, the two eyes had already crushed the soul clone.

Suddenly, the Juxian flag hummed and emitted a green light.

Lotus flowers grew from the surrounding area, like stars surrounding the moon.

This treasure has become an ownerless thing.

Dong Wanggong, who was returning from the outer world, felt a pain in his heart, spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his soul seemed to be torn apart.

"Damn... my Juxian flag, my spiritual treasure!"

Dong Wanggong did not dare to scold, but looked towards the direction of the Heavenly Court with some resentment.

After thinking for a while, he turned into a green light and flew back to the base camp.

Di Jun broke Dong Wanggong's soul, simply refined the Juxian flag, and handed it to Bai Ze.

Bai Ze held the small flag with both hands and looked at it carefully.

He thought that this thing was really amazing and could withstand the Zhoutian Xingdou formation!

But now it belongs to the Heavenly Court.

Thinking of this, Bai Ze felt happy in his heart and walked out with big strides.

When he came to the gate of the South Heaven, many demon saints came up and were about to ask questions, but Bai Ze spread the flag in his hand.

In an instant, the flag flew over the South Heavenly Gate, and the flag fluttered and turned into a three-foot long and short.

Billions of blue lotuses fell from top to bottom, like a blue curtain of light, covering the entire Nantianmen.

Isn't this the gathering flag of Dong Wanggong?

"The Emperor of Heaven has ordered that many demon gods must not move without permission and must guard the Nantianmen."

"All demon saints, please mobilize your troops and wait for deployment at any time."

At Bai Ze's order, many demon saints and demon gods were somewhat unwilling.

But thinking that the great expedition was about to come, it was normal for the Emperor of Heaven to have such an idea, so he responded and went down to mobilize their own troops.

Di Jun sat in the Lingxiao Palace, watching the blue lotus fall, raised his mouth, and opened the Honghuang chat channel.

[Di Jun: Ten days later, there will be troops coming, you can rest for ten days. ]

[Queen Mother of the West: Received. ]

[Taiyi: Got it, big brother, I'll go to this world again. ]

[Xuanming: Yes, Emperor of Heaven. ]

Everyone replied to the message differently. Di Jun took a look and didn't care much. He just closed his eyes and comprehended the great way.

In the world of Norse mythology, in the city of Asgard.

Odin sat on a throne woven with laws and order.

Queen Frigga stood on Odin's left, and the god of light Balder stood on his right.

Below were the gods of Asgard.

The divine light gathered and turned into a divine river, which was so colorful that people could hardly open their eyes.

The gods gathered here, as if waiting for something.

Outside the hall, a light blue wave slowly moved forward.

On the wave, there was a goddess wearing a sea-blue robe and a crown of the ocean, whose face was more beautiful than Frigga.

Njord, Frey, and Freya, three gods, stood behind her.

This was Gulveig, the leader of the Vanir!

Njord, Frey, and Freya were originally hostages sent by the Vanir to the Aesir, so they naturally stood behind Gulveig.

Odin, holding Kungunir in his hand, slowly stepped down from the throne and went forward to greet him.

The gods were all very surprised.

After all, Odin was the king of the gods, and the one who came was Gulveig, the leader of the Vanir.

The two were not equal in status, so Odin did not need to come down to greet them.

Especially Gulveig had come to Asgard to provoke and was killed twice.

But every time she died, Gulveig could be resurrected.

Her magic power was very powerful and mysterious!

But thinking of the changes in various parts of the world these days, the gods understood something.

The king of gods might launch a big war and unite all those who could be united.