Fantasy: I Can See The Rewards

The hall fell into dead silence again.

"Relict?"

Zhiyi Daoist was stunned.

She stared at the figure shrouded in the chaotic mist. The other person's face could not be seen clearly. She could only see that it was shrouded in halos, but could not see the real face.

"What kind of cultivation will this person have in his lifetime?"

Zhiyi Daoist was secretly shocked.

She was now in the Martial Emperor Realm, but looking at that figure, she felt a palpitation in her heart, and it turned out to be just a corpse... She thought it was a strong man from the Martial God Palace.

"How do you know it's not me?"

That voice became inexplicably vicissitudes of life, ringing in my ears.

"Forget it, whatever you say is right."

Jiang Han was too lazy to talk to the other party. He climbed up the steps leisurely, approached the corpse sitting on the throne, and said leisurely, "I, Seventy-Three Zero, are very curious about what you did to collect so many martial arts belts?"

"Rebuild Heaven."

The voice became cold and echoed throughout the entire hall.

"What?"

Jiang Han was slightly startled.

"Join us!"

The voice was suddenly full of temptation, as if it were a tempting and depraved devil, whispering in the ear, "There is a long way to go to rebuild the heaven! When I rule the world, you will all be heroes."

Can be made a god or immortal!"

"Did you see them?"

"If it weren't for me, they would have exhausted their lifespan long ago and disappeared into the long river of history, turning into a handful of loess or tiny dust! But now, they are still alive and well and will live forever!"

eternal life?

Jiang Han sneered in his heart, but showed emotion on the surface, saying: "It sounds good...but how can you prove it to me?"

"Fellow Daoist!"

Zhiyi Daoist's eyes narrowed slightly.

"I know it well."

Jiang Han passed the message, his tone was very calm, and he didn't look like he was confused at all.

Hearing this, Zhiyi Daoist breathed a sigh of relief and guessed that Jiang Han might have some kind of plan, so he fell silent quietly and watched what happened.

"Easy to say."

The voice laughed.

Buzz!

Space trembles.

A golden scroll with thousands of rays of light appeared in front of Jiang Han and slowly unfolded. There were many broken parts on it, but in the intact parts, the names and priesthoods were written.

"This is..…………"

Jiang Han's pupils shrank slightly.

"This thing is called the "Conferred Divinity List"! As long as you sign your name on it and I grant you the priesthood, you will be immortal from now on, free from the constraints of the rules of heaven and earth, and your life will be endless.

The voice became cold again.

"Detection."

Jiang Han thought silently in his heart.

"Detecting..."

"Testing completed!

[Conferred Divinity List, incomplete. A heavenly book used to confer priesthood in ancient times. If you sign your name, the holder will be given the priesthood, and you will get rewards: the body will be destroyed, the soul will be controlled, and life and death will be up to him. ]

“It’s actually the real thing!”

Jiang Han was greatly shocked.

In the hands of the suppressed evil spirits in Zhenxian City, there was a copy of the Conferred Divinity List, and what was in front of them turned out to be the real Conferred Divinity List. Although it was incomplete, it still had its fundamental power!

Immediately, he understood.

This dilapidated palace is the ruins of the ancient heaven, which fell here for unknown reasons.

The Conferred Divinity List will be left here, which is naturally normal.

At the beginning, many priests were canonized above, and most of them were disciples of Jie Jiao. Now it seems that the previous names have long disappeared. I don’t know whether it was considered to have been erased or something else happened...

No wonder.

These Martial Emperors must have written their names on them, perhaps by force or on their own initiative.

but no matter.

The moment they sign their names on it, their lives are no longer under their control. Life and death are all in the hands of the person hiding behind them, within ten thoughts.

If I guessed correctly, their souls are already on the Conferred Divinity List.

"wrong."

Jiang Han frowned slightly.

He suddenly remembered something, why did the Martial God Palace prevent the birth of the Martial Emperor?

No matter how he thinks about it, the other party should be happy for the Martial Emperor to appear in the world, so how can he actively hinder it?

This is very, very unreasonable!

It doesn't make sense at all.

One thing Jiang Han can be sure of.

A half-step Martial God can easily suppress a strong man who has just stepped into the Martial Emperor, so why bother to prevent people from becoming emperors? Just use strong methods to force the Martial Emperor to sign his name on the Conferred Divinity List?

But the other party did not do this. Instead, they did not want the Martial Emperor to be born again. What was their intention?

"Sign it!"

The grand voice seemed a little impatient and sounded again, "As long as you sign your name, you can expect Immortal Dao from now on!"

The voice changes...

Suddenly the vicissitudes of life became somber: "With just two or three simple strokes, you can escape from the world of mortals and enter the Sea of ​​Bitterness. What is there to hesitate about?"

Subsequently.

The voice became cold and cold again: "Sign it! Otherwise you won't be able to walk out of this door today!"

"Hahaha, haven't you thought about it yet?"

A sudden laugh echoed in the hall, the sound was like thunder and exploded: "Do you want me to come and sign for you? It doesn't make much difference anyway! Hahaha...

"Get out, get out as far as you can!" said an indifferent voice.

"If you dare to sign, I will eat you alive!"

The bone-chilling voice echoed in my ears.

"It's pitiful."

A beautiful and soft female voice sighed softly, and complained a little, "Another poor little guy, please don't sign. There are already enough people, it's really too crowded..."

One voice after another continued to sound.

Jiang Han's complexion changed slightly.

These voices obviously did not come from the same person, they were very confusing, and there were also some discordant voices. They didn't want him to sign?

wrong!

There must be something wrong!

If there really are many half-step Martial Gods, wouldn't it be better if the Martial God Palace directly swept through all the major forces, gained absolute dominance, recruited disciples in the world, and cultivated Martial Emperors on its own?

Jiang Han's thoughts were spinning rapidly, and he couldn't quite figure it out for a moment.

"Shut up, everyone!"

Suddenly, the grand and ethereal voice sounded again, suppressing all other sounds.

"What are you still hesitating about?"

At some point, all the Martial Emperors sitting cross-legged in the hall opened their eyes, turned to look at Jiang Han, their eyes were strange, and they shouted in unison:

sign!"