"Who do you think is speaking? Could it be the leader of the Jiang Clan who has disappeared for ten years?"

"Oh my god! Now that you mention it, this is really possible!"

……

In an instant, every corner of the Yulan Continent, whether it was the soldiers or the common people, showed surprise and started discussing this topic. Their faces were full of shock and curiosity, and they were full of worry and expectation about the future situation.

"Jiangmen? Interesting!"

"The strength of the person who spoke is a little hard to fathom!"

"He was able to break the formation and let us escape from the prison. He must be no simple character."

"In my opinion, he should be the best among the middle gods."

"Forget it, let's leave Jiangmen to those higher gods to deal with. I'll just pick a smaller principality at random."

……

On the mainland, those god-level warriors who escaped from Gobada Prison frowned as they felt the mysterious aura carried by the sound waves. They were thinking about Jiang Han's strength and Jiang Men's background, and weighing their next move.

"Forget it, let it be a mess, I don't care anymore." Above the square, Beirut sighed, his voice full of helplessness and fatigue. There was a hint of relief in his eyes, as if he had put down a heavy burden on his shoulders.

Then he glanced at the Level Nine Shadow Rat, Level Nine Stone-Eating Rat and Beibei beside Jiang Han: "You three, come to the Dark Forest when you have time." There was a hint of expectation and mystery in his eyes, making it difficult to figure out his true intentions.

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July 10000, 1 in the Magnolia calendar.

This day is the Magnolia Festival in Magnolia Continent, which should be a day full of joy and peace. The streets are decorated with lights and people are smiling as they prepare to welcome the new year. However, a piece of shocking news is like a bombshell, instantly breaking this tranquility and joy.

Jiangmen officially moved to the Finlay Palace and abolished the kings of other principalities in the alliance. The leader of Jiangmen showed his unrivaled strength and determination with a thunderous momentum. Anyone who dared to disobey was directly suppressed without mercy.

It was a thrilling change of power. Jiangmen's power was like a surging tide, quickly sweeping across the entire Holy Alliance. Jiang Han's decision was decisive and resolute, and his power was irresistible. When faced with the strong pressure from Jiangmen, some of the former principality kings chose to surrender, while others tried to resist, but in the end they could not change their fate of being abolished.

In just half a day, the Holy Alliance was integrated into a force named Jiangmen. This process was like a storm, leaving no time for people to react. The originally scattered forces were quickly gathered together to form a powerful unified force. The flag of Jiangmen flew over the Finlay Palace, symbolizing the establishment of a new ruling order.

July 10000, 1 in the Magnolia calendar.

God-level warriors began to appear in various regions of the continent, snatching territory and proclaiming themselves kings. They escaped from Gobada Prison, and with their desire for freedom and power, they quickly set off a storm on the continent.

In the dense jungle of the south, a powerful man with flames all over his body descended. His eyes were blazing and greedy, and he announced that the jungle would belong to him from now on. The local residents looked at this mysterious and powerful being in horror, but they were powerless to resist.

In the vast desert in the west, a figure in a black robe appeared. His breath was cold and eerie, instantly freezing the surrounding sand into ice. He loudly declared that this desert was his territory and no one else was allowed to invade.

In the ancient mountains of the east, a strong man holding a huge axe split the mountain peak and declared domineeringly that this place would become his kingdom. The creatures in the mountains trembled under his pressure.

July 10000, 1 in the Magnolia calendar.

The weather was clear, and the sun shone on the buildings in the palace, reflecting a dazzling light. Jiang Han sat on a luxurious dragon throne in the palace. The dragon throne was beautifully carved and exuded a majestic atmosphere. He looked at his prestige value in the Panlong plane, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise with a smile. His eyes revealed confidence and satisfaction, as if everything was under his control.

“Master, the principalities on the continent have been successively occupied by the god-level warriors that came out of prison. Even the Rhine Empire has been captured. Master, do you think they will attack us as well?” Lin Lei stood beside Jiang Han with a respectful look on his face. There was a hint of worry in his eyes. After all, the strength of those god-level warriors should not be underestimated.

"If they dare to come, just kill them." Jiang Han stood up and said nonchalantly, as if he didn't take these god-level masters seriously at all. His voice was calm and firm, full of confidence and majesty.

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Arctic ice sheet.

This vast and cold ice field is covered with snow all year round, a world of silver. The howling wind blows up the snowflakes all over the sky, forming a beautiful and cold scene.

"The environment here is very good, very suitable for me to live. From now on, this is my territory." A silver-haired old man flew over, his figure seemed a little lonely in the cold wind. He looked at the ice field below, with a smile on his face. That smile showed his love and possessiveness for this land.

"How dare you! Who comes here to speak so arrogantly!" A group of people and horses approached from afar, and the sound of horse hooves echoed on the ice field. The leader was a graceful woman, her eyes were full of anger and majesty. The soldiers behind her were all holding weapons, ready for battle.

"Noisy!" The silver-haired old man snorted coldly, his voice exploding like thunder on the ice field. The team disappeared in an instant, as if they had never existed. Among them was Bing Serin, the ultimate powerhouse of the holy realm of the ice field. She didn't even have time to shout before she disappeared in this cold world.

Far East Prairie.

The vast grassland under the sunshine is like a green ocean, and the breeze blows, raising layers of green waves. Under the blue sky and white clouds, two divine rainbows streak across the sky like shooting stars, and the bright light leaves a short and gorgeous track in the sky, and finally stops in front of a huge and ancient castle.

"Who is it?" A rough-looking man flew out of the castle, his voice like a bell, echoing across the grassland. Behind him, followed closely by a group of powerful ninth-level warriors, all of whom stood tall, looked serious, and exuded a powerful aura.

"From now on, this Far East region is our two brothers' territory." The two figures spoke in a cold voice, without a trace of emotion, as if stating an established fact. "Then it depends on whether you have the strength to do it!" The leading man's aura surged, his eyes burning with anger and determination. The ninth-level warriors behind him also responded, with high morale, and followed him to kill.

"A bunch of ants without even a godhood dare to show off. How ridiculous!" After the disdainful words fell, a huge hand suddenly slapped down from the air. The hand seemed to cover the sky and the sun, carrying endless pressure and destructive power. With a loud bang, like thunder exploding on the grassland, everyone including the leading man turned into blood mist in an instant. The blood mist quickly dissipated in the wind, as if they had never existed.

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O'Brien Empire.

The magnificent palace stood in the center of the empire, showing majesty and dignity. However, at this time, the sky above the palace was shrouded in a haze.

"Is this the largest empire in Yulan Continent today?" A group of strong men descended like a dark cloud over the palace. Leading the way was a handsome young man wearing a gorgeous robe gleaming with golden light. His face was delicate, but with a hint of indifference and arrogance.

"Yes, Lord Adkins!" A silver-haired old man behind the handsome young man said respectfully, his voice full of awe. "This O'Brien has only been practicing for more than 5,000 years, and is only a lower-level god."

"The Magnolia Continent is really weak nowadays. A mere lower-level god can actually occupy such a large territory." The tone of the handsome young man revealed his disdain for O'Brien and his contempt for this continent.

As the calm voice fell, the endless elements of heaven and earth gathered rapidly, and a rumbling sound was heard above the huge palace. The sound was like a thousand horses galloping, and like the roar of thunder, which made people tremble with fear.

"Who are they? What are they going to do?" The monks in the empire all felt the drastic changes in the elements of heaven and earth, and looked at the sky in surprise. Their hearts were filled with fear and doubt, not knowing what fate they were about to face.

"From now on, I, Adkins, will be the master of this land." The handsome young man glanced at the palace below, without any pity or hesitation in his eyes. After saying that, he flipped his hand!

Boom!

Endless wind blades suddenly appeared in the sky above the palace, forming a forbidden magic. Each wind blade was extremely terrifying, flashing with dazzling golden light, pouring down like a heavy rain. Wherever the wind blades passed, the space was torn apart, making a sharp whistling sound.

"No, run!" Horrified shouts rang out in the palace. People ran everywhere, trying to find a place to hide. However, the countless wind blades were too fast! Even those Saint Domain masters were swept into the wind blades before they could fly away, turning into a pile of minced meat. Blood splattered everywhere, staining the ground and walls of the palace red.

In just a few seconds, there was no more life in the palace. A dead silence enveloped this once glorious place, with only ruins and blood all over the ground.

"Go down and settle in your new home." The handsome young man glanced at his followers, a satisfied smile appeared on his face, and then he flew towards the palace below. His figure was like the posture of a winner, full of pride and confidence.

"Don't even think about revenge. Adkins is a high god. Even in the Gobada prison, he is the strongest." Far in the sky, the high priest patted the shoulder of the war god O'Brien, his voice full of helplessness and frustration.

"One day, I will take this territory back!" O'Brien's eyes were filled with blood, veins on his face were exposed, and his eyes were filled with hatred. He clenched his fists tightly, his nails dug deep into his palms, and blood dripped down.

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July 10000, 1 in the Magnolia calendar.

"Who are these mysterious and powerful people?" People were talking in horror, their voices filled with fear and confusion.

"It only took one day to divide the Magnolia Continent! Even the Arctic Ice Field, the Eastern Prairie and the Territory of Chaos have been occupied." Someone said in a trembling voice, his eyes full of despair.

“I heard that these strong men are all gods, and they are powerful among the gods! The God of War O’Brien knows about this, right? When his empire was conquered, he didn’t even dare to show up!” Another person lowered his voice, as if he was afraid of being heard by those strong men.

"Not only him, the high priest of the Magnolia Empire didn't dare to show up." People's voices were filled with disappointment in the former powerful and confusion about the future.

"Are these strong men so terrifying? It's so scary!" Some people couldn't help crying. They felt extremely helpless and desperate.

"But Jiangmen, who integrated the Holy Alliance, seems to still be there." Someone also mentioned Jiangmen, with a glimmer of hope in his eyes, but it was quickly covered by fear.

……

On this day, the major powers represented by the O'Brien Empire, the Yulan Empire, the Luoao Empire, the Rhine Empire and the Dark Alliance all changed hands and were occupied by the strong men from the Gobada Prison. The entire Yulan Continent fell into chaos and fear. People didn't know what the future would be like and could only survive in this turbulent situation.

Former O'Brien Empire, inside the palace.

In an exquisite pavilion, the upper god Adkins sat leisurely. His eyes were calm and deep, revealing the majesty and confidence of a superior. Beside him, his subordinates stood respectfully, waiting for his instructions.

Adkins turned his head slightly, looked at his subordinates beside him, and said slowly: "This Jiangmen leader is indeed quite powerful. Seven middle-level gods have gone there in a row and none of them have returned. I'm afraid he is also a high-level god." His voice was low and magnetic, but with an unquestionable authority.

"Lord Adkins, according to the news I just received, Ojwin and Biluo have both set their sights on Jiangmen's territory and must be ready to take action." The subordinate spoke respectfully, his body leaning forward slightly, his face full of awe.

"Oh? This is much more interesting!" Adkins suddenly laughed, with a hint of excitement and anticipation in his smile, as if he had encountered something that interested him greatly. His eyes became brighter, and he looked interested. Both Ojwin and Bilo were well-known upper gods in Gobada Prison, and in terms of strength, they were not weaker than him at all.

[Side quest begins: The host helps the contractor to find his ancestry and resolve the crisis of the four sacred beasts.]

In the Kingdom of Fenlai, Jiang Han was thinking about the current situation when a system sound suddenly rang in his mind. (End of this chapter)