Chapter 2189

The high level of the human race, a mysterious place, this is the highest palace of the human race.

At this moment, dozens of phantoms appeared in the hall, and they all projected from all over the universe after receiving the news.

"It is said that the specific location of the fantasy world has been found. Is this true?"

"Intelligence analysis, after testing on the dark web, there is a 70% possibility of this news."

"If it is true, this news must not be leaked. The reason why the fantasy world is hard to find is because it can move at any time. Once the phantom race finds something disturbing, it will immediately flee and hide for tens of millions of years before reappearing."

"Indeed, the information about the Illusory Clan is too scary. I'm afraid that all major races have their spies. Last time, they were lucky enough to get news about the Illusory World. However, the Illusory Clan knew about it before the siege operation even started, and the result fell short."

Many saints of the human race talked a lot, with solemn faces.

After countless years, it's not that they haven't found the location of the Illusory World. In fact, some people have obtained the specific location of the Illusory World by accident.

But I didn't expect that among the many races, even the top of the human race had internal support from the phantom race. As a result, this news leaked out, and they were run away by the phantom race, only to reappear hundreds of millions of years later.

It can be said that the phantom race is an extremely cunning race. If they sense something wrong, they will run away, and they will not even appear in front of everyone for a long, long time, until many people forget about their threat.

This is also the way of survival of the phantom race.

It is because they are afraid that this news will be exposed, they strictly control it, and the saints who participated in the meeting have basically been tested, and it is absolutely impossible for them to be spies of the phantom clan.

"And according to this information, the phantom race seems to have colluded with the monsters of the abyss, and even been corrupted by the abyss."

An ancient saint spoke.

"What? This kind of thing still happens. It seems that the Huanzu has really become a traitor and must be wiped out immediately."

"Damn it, this is the way to die, the Huanzu dare to do such a rebellious thing."

"Stupid phantom race, don't they know that they can't cooperate with the abyss, are they the enemies of the heavens and all races? It's extremely stupid to be corrupted by the abyss."

"You can't let the phantom race go. Once it is corrupted by the abyss, it will spread like a plague, and it will spread quickly and cause a catastrophe."

Many saints were furious. This matter is more than a hundred times more serious than discovering the place where the phantom race is located. There is actually a race colluding with Abyss. This is simply betraying the heavens and all races and becoming the public enemy of all races.

Fortunately, it was discovered in time now, otherwise it would be discovered later, and when the abyss world launched a war, they might not know how serious losses they would suffer.

"However, there is only a 70% chance that this news is true, and we need to be cautious. Someone needs to go to that place to investigate, but they can't be discovered by the phantom people.

A saint said in a deep voice.

"Old man, let's go."

At this moment, a voice sounded from the depths of the void, and then an old man in a white robe walked out. He stood in this space, but seemed to be detached.

He himself seems to represent a world, exuding terrifying power of law from his body, and constantly contending with the laws of the universe, weird yet harmonious and unified, unfathomable.

"Xiaoyao Patriarch."

Seeing the appearance of this white-robed old man, many saints were all in awe, because this white-robed old man in front of him is one of the most powerful people of the human race, and has reached the realm of an invincible saint.

"If the ancestors were to investigate in person, then the people of the Huan Clan would not be able to find out even if they have the ability to reach the sky."

A group of saints are full of confidence, and they obviously have great admiration for the strength of Patriarch Xiaoyao. This is almost the peak combat power of the universe, a true overlord-level terrifying existence.

"Then the old man will go and have a look."

The white-robed old man let out a hehe, stroked his gray beard, and saw that with a light swipe of one hand, he seemed to draw a mysterious talisman, which contained infinite power of laws.

In an instant, this mysterious talisman turned into a black and white airflow, absorbing the power of yin and yang, and finally condensed into a black and white fish, about the size of a palm, extremely mysterious.

"Go!"

Patriarch Xiaoyao, the white-robed old man, patted lightly, and saw the little fish flicking its tail, easily blending into the void, and crossing countless levels of metaspace with ease.

For this little fish, these dimensional interlayers are nothing.

Whoosh!

Not long after, this little black and white fish immediately arrived at the place where the fantasy world was located, condescending, and invisible waves spread around, enveloping the entire fantasy world.

But no one can detect such fluctuations, not even the saints have the slightest sense, this is a mysterious force that transcends all.

With a whoosh, after receiving this information, the black and white little fish swayed again, and quickly returned to the hands of the ancestor Xiaoyao, blending into the depths of his body.

"That's right, the news is indeed true. The fantasy world is indeed there. It seems that it has not moved for a long time." Patriarch Xiaoyao stroked his gray beard, and his eyes showed a glimmer of light.

"Old Ancestor, did the people from the Illusion Race really seek refuge in the Abyss?"

There is an ancient sage asking.

"Indeed, most of that fantasy world has been corrupted by the power of the abyss, and almost most of the saints of the phantom race have become members of the abyss." Xiaoyao Patriarch said in a deep voice.

"Damn the phantom race, they really became traitors."

"Old Ancestor, we should send troops immediately to wipe out those two or five youngsters."

"Whoever dares to become a vassal of the abyss will be the public enemy of all races and destroy the nine races."

A group of saints cursed and were furious.

"Don't worry, I can sense the unfathomable power contained in the fantasy world. If I kill them rashly, I'm afraid there will be a lot of fish that slip through the net. I have to dispatch troops to strangle this group of youngsters." .”

A cold light appeared in the eyes of the ancestor Xiaoyao.

"There are not a few saints of the phantom clan, and there may even be abyssal demons lurking among them. This force is no small feat. If you want to wipe them all out, there are no fish that slip through the net. You need to mobilize the saints from all the heavens and all races to arrive."

"But dispatching troops like this will make too much noise, and I'm afraid it will be noticed by the Huanzu."

Many saints looked dignified.

"It doesn't matter, in my name, hold a sage conference and open the altar to preach, and I'm sure many saints will be invited to come." Ancestor Xiaoyao smiled slightly, "When the conference starts, I will pretend to preach, and secretly let Ancestor Kong Kong's old sage Immortals cast their supernatural powers, turn the stars and move around, cover Chen Cang in the dark, and arrive at the place where the illusion is located in an instant, and it will be difficult for the group of youngsters to escape."

"As expected of the patriarch Xiaoyao, he really is a treacherous and cunning man."

A group of saints admire.

"what are you saying?"

Patriarch Xiaoyao glared at the group of saints.

"No, no, no, we mean that the ancestor is so smart that no one can beat him."

"That's right, this is to predict the enemy thousands of miles away, and win a thousand miles away."

"That's right, those phantom clan cubs are nothing but babies in front of the ancestors."

A group of saints were sweating profusely, and quickly flattered them.

"Where, where, I don't have what you say so well. This is just a small plan, and it is not even one ten thousandth of my wisdom." The ancestor Xiaoyao stroked his gray beard, triumphantly.

A group of saints kept silent and slandered endlessly. The other party was too coquettish and could not be messed with at all.