"You finally came out. If you didn't know that you all have superpowers, I'm really afraid that you will starve to death inside." Liu stood by the door and said with a smile, "How about it, are the information he provided trustworthy?"

The bright light outside the door shone in. Tang Xuan narrowed his eyes slightly and whispered: "When I go out next time, I will find someone to verify this information."

Liu nodded: "Don't worry, we won't be able to use it for a while anyway."

He turned slightly sideways.

Tang Xuan walked out of the room: "Have you finished writing the secret technique of causality of Bamachus?"

Liu shook his head: "No, it's still a lot worse."

Tang Xuan was not surprised. The knowledge involved in the secret technique of cause and effect is complicated, and it is natural to take a long time.

Bamachus lost all his extraordinary abilities, and the amount of information he could convey with just one thought outside may now take him several months or even a whole year.

Tang Xuan asked again: "Have the charge of the Gods List been completed?"

Liu nodded: "It's done, but you just finished reading the archives, don't you take a break?"

Tang Xuan took a deep breath: "Time waits for no one."

He looked up at the wall beside him, but his eyes were not on this wall.

Da Liu was stunned for a moment, then came to his senses: "Okay, then we have to turn around, the rechargeable room is on the other side."

The two turned around and walked back.

Tang Xuan walked and thought about what he wanted to say to Hongjun later. After experiencing the last incident, he had no good feelings for the immortals on the List of Gods. This time he not only wanted to cut off the flesh of the immortals, but also a few of their bones.

The corridor ahead was shrouded in a faint silver glow.

“We’re here.”

Liu pushed open a door and turned around and waved to Tang Xuan. Tang Xuan walked in and saw a gorgeous scroll floating in the middle of the room.

Tang Xuan walked to the scroll and stretched out his finger and gently stroked it. He snorted coldly: "Don't you open the door to greet me?"

Now, why are you still acting reserved?

As the words came to the ground, the list of gods slowly unfolded, and the dazzling golden light flowed on the list, and finally condensed into a rotating vortex.

Tang Xuan stepped in fearlessly. Within one step, the universe rotated. The light in front of him instantly dimmed, and it was dark everywhere, with only a little light in front of him.

Tang Xuan looked around and found that the light could not even illuminate the altar under his feet, and the scene he saw was even more dilapidated than before.

"What's wrong? You can't hold on with this broken stall?"

Tang Xuan said to the old man sitting cross-legged in front of him without respect: "If you have anything to say to me, you can say it now. I will only stay here for five minutes, and it will not be overdue."

Hongjun let out a low stone platform, and two cups of hot tea appeared between the two.

Tang Xuan sat down cross-legged: "You don't have much tea, right?"

Hongjun smiled and said, "Magic means to transform it."

Tang Xuan's eyelids twitched: "It's magical and fake? I said, I'm a rare guest here, so why don't you treat me with fake tea?"

Hongjun brushed his sleeves toward him, and a layer of faint light swept into the distance. Tang Xuan turned his head and looked into the distance with the faint light. Everything he saw was full of bones without any flesh.

Tang Xuan looked at this scene steadily.

Hongjun slowly spoke: "This world is dying, we must leave here."

The implication is that Tang Xuan will give the conditions.

Tang Xuan put down the hot tea in his hand: "You can leave here in batches, but from then on, you will become a subordinate department of the Federation and be supervised and controlled by the Federation."

Hongjun nodded: "Good."

Tang Xuan frowned slightly: "Is it so easy to agree?"

Hongjun had a peaceful expression: "We have no malice at all. Since we have no malice, we are under federal management, so what if we are under federal management?"

Tang Xuan curled his lips: "You weren't so generous before."

Hongjun sighed lightly: "One time, another time."

Now Hongjun knows that he has no bargaining chips to negotiate with the Federation. He and the immortal can give the Federation, and that powerful existence that suddenly appears can also be. The immortal is no longer a must-have option for the Federation.

If the opportunity is not taken to leave here, the immortals will be wiped out with this world.

If he led the immortals to survive for so many years, if they ended up in a state of dying, wouldn’t their suffering over the years be in vain?

He no longer thought about it too much, so he let the immortals escape here first and then make a long-term plan.

Tang Xuan stared at Hongjun: "You immortals have a source of faith outside. After you go out, you will become a strong man. We need to think of something to restrain you..."

Boom!!!

A loud bang came from the horizon.

Tang Xuan's body shook slightly. He subconsciously looked into the distance and saw a long and narrow crack with irregular edges. On the other side of the crack was a dazzling and weird green light.

Tang Xuan said in a daze: "What is that?"

There was a rare trace of fatigue between Hongjun's eyebrows: "This is a disturbance of time and space, and it can't last long here."

He said, raising his hand and squeezing it from the air.

The rich darkness surged towards the cracks and quickly filled the cracks, but the darkness elsewhere became a little thinner and the color became a little gray.

Tang Xuan frowned and thought to himself that the situation of the immortals seemed to be worse than he expected, but if it was so bad, why would he dare to play the trick of waiting for a price before?

He felt something was wrong, but the immortals were so impatient to go out, so naturally, "You finally came out. If you didn't know that you all have superpowers, I'm really afraid that you will starve to death inside." Liu stood by the door and said with a smile, "How about it, are the information he provided trustworthy?"

The bright light outside the door shone in. Tang Xuan narrowed his eyes slightly and whispered: "When I go out next time, I will find someone to verify this information."

Liu nodded: "Don't worry, we won't be able to use it for a while anyway."

He turned slightly sideways.

Tang Xuan walked out of the room: "Have you finished writing the secret technique of causality of Bamachus?"

Liu shook his head: "No, it's still a lot worse."

Tang Xuan was not surprised. The knowledge involved in the secret technique of cause and effect is complicated, and it is natural to take a long time.

Bamachus lost all his extraordinary abilities, and the amount of information he could convey with just one thought outside may now take him several months or even a whole year.

Tang Xuan asked again: "Have the charge of the Gods List been completed?"

Liu nodded: "It's done, but you just finished reading the archives, don't you take a break?"

Tang Xuan took a deep breath: "Time waits for no one."

He looked up at the wall beside him, but his eyes were not on this wall.

Da Liu was stunned for a moment, then came to his senses: "Okay, then we have to turn around, the rechargeable room is on the other side."

The two turned around and walked back.

Tang Xuan walked and thought about what he wanted to say to Hongjun later. After experiencing the last incident, he had no good feelings for the immortals on the List of Gods. This time he not only wanted to cut off the flesh of the immortals, but also a few of their bones.

The corridor ahead was shrouded in a faint silver glow.

“We’re here.”

Liu pushed open a door and turned around and waved to Tang Xuan. Tang Xuan walked in and saw a gorgeous scroll floating in the middle of the room.

Tang Xuan walked to the scroll and stretched out his finger and gently stroked it. He snorted coldly: "Don't you open the door to greet me?"

Now, why are you still acting reserved?

As the words came to the ground, the list of gods slowly unfolded, and the dazzling golden light flowed on the list, and finally condensed into a rotating vortex.

Tang Xuan stepped in fearlessly. Within one step, the universe rotated. The light in front of him instantly dimmed, and it was dark everywhere, with only a little light in front of him.

Tang Xuan looked around and found that the light could not even illuminate the altar under his feet, and the scene he saw was even more dilapidated than before.

"What's wrong? You can't hold on with this broken stall?"

Tang Xuan said to the old man sitting cross-legged in front of him without respect: "If you have anything to say to me, you can say it now. I will only stay here for five minutes, and it will not be overdue."

Hongjun let out a low stone platform, and two cups of hot tea appeared between the two.

Tang Xuan sat down cross-legged: "You don't have much tea, right?"

Hongjun smiled and said, "Magic means to transform it."

Tang Xuan's eyelids twitched: "It's magical and fake? I said, I'm a rare guest here, so why don't you treat me with fake tea?"

Hongjun brushed his sleeves toward him, and a layer of faint light swept into the distance. Tang Xuan turned his head and looked into the distance with the faint light. Everything he saw was full of bones without any flesh.

Tang Xuan looked at this scene steadily.

Hongjun slowly spoke: "This world is dying, we must leave here."

The implication is that Tang Xuan will give the conditions.

Tang Xuan put down the hot tea in his hand: "You can leave here in batches, but from then on, you will become a subordinate department of the Federation and be supervised and controlled by the Federation."

Hongjun nodded: "Good."

Tang Xuan frowned slightly: "Is it so easy to agree?"
To be continued...