Chapter 1185: Pledge of Friendship!

Yue Zhong laughed humbly, "You're too kind!"

Holy Lord Yue Hua continued to gaze at him, "Yue Zhong, you've rushed back this time, I'm assuming it is to try the Tower of Babel as well?"

Yue Zhong laughed lightly, "That's right, after all, isn't that the goal of every Type 9 powerhouse here?"

If it was not for this mysterious Tower of Babel, there would not be so many Type 9 powerhouse gathered here.

Holy Lord Yue Hua nodded slightly, her face flashing with a serious look, "There indeed is some secret contained within the Tower, allowing us to evolve to a True God. There are many Gold-Grade Treasures as well, but likewise, the risk and danger are extremely real. 90% of experts that enter would fall within. Only a small percentage would survive and make it out alive, or evolve to the True God stage. I hope that we can form a team and help each other out inside the Tower."

Every single Type 9 powerhouse had astonishing capabilities to suppress an entire world. However, the Tower of Babel was truly too terrifying, where even Type 9 powerhouses would fall. Holy Lord Yue Hua had no choice but to be prudent and seek allies.

Holy Lord Tian Dou, who had been silent all these while, spoke up, "Indeed, in order to live within the Tower, not only would we need lucky, but allies as well. Holy Lord Yue Hua, count me in."

The Tower of Babel was too dangerous. Those who knew some intel on it would not underestimate it. Therefore, most of them were being careful.

Yue Zhong chuckled, "Count me in as well!"

After the 3 of them came to a consensus, this small group was formed.

With that, Yue Zhong was led by Holy Lord Tian Dou through the banquet, to meet a number of Type 9 experts of the Holy Heavens.

Every single one of them was interesting characters, a few of them with strange personalities. However, they knew that the journey into the Tower was going to be dangerous, thus, making one more friend was better than one more enemy, thus, they still treated Yue Zhong somewhat friendly.

Time passed, and all of a sudden, the banquet became quiet, as the Central Temple's Heavenly Lord Lei Huang stepped onto the podium.

Yue Zhong gazed at Lei Huang, and was taken aback, "Strong!! This fellow is truly strong!! He's really a half-step True God powerhouse, and I'm not his match right now!"

In Yue Zhong's eyes, he could clearly see numerous strong strands of laws circulating around Lei Huang, dense and impenetrable. Although he just stood there, he was like a fiendgod that exuded a terrifying suppression on all around him.

"Today, our human race has a new Type 9, half-God expert, and he is Yue Zhong from our Central Temple." Lei Huang's gaze swept towards Yue Zhong, with an appreciative look evident in his eyes, "Yue Zhong, come on up."

Yue Zhong walked up and stood beside Lei Huang.

Lei Huang handed a white-gold card to Yue Zhong, and clapped, "From today on, Yue Zhong will be the Dragon-Tiger Holy Lord of our Central Temple. Come, everyone, applaud for our new Dragon-Tiger Holy Lord."

The rest of the Type 9 powerhouses below also wore smiles as they clapped and congratulated Yue Zhong on his appointment.

Lei Huang then smiled at Yue Zhong, and shot him an encouraging glance, "Come, say something to everyone."

Yue Zhong chuckled, and stepped up to the podium, as his face turned solemn, and his voice rang out, "I, Yue Zhong, vow to give my all for the sake of our human race."

His words were just right, not too outstanding, nor instilled with truths, and the old foxes below only responded mildly, clapping for him.

Lei Huang clapped Yue Zhong's shoulder, and gave him another encouraging smile, "Go and relax."

Once Lei Huang left, the rest also did not maintain their attention, immediately separating back into their own groups to exchange treasures and intelligence, preparing for the Tower of Babel.

After Lei Huang left, he stepped through a spatial gate, appearing in another room. There, the other 3 Heavenly Lords were awaiting.

Other than the Holy Lord from the Eastern Temple, the rest of the peak experts in Holy Heavens were gathered here.

At this time, Heavenly Lord Yan Tian frowned, his voice full of displeasure, "Lei Huang, that Yue Zhong was obviously an Oracle of this generation, why did you not bring him over?"

The power of the Holy Heavens was large, and their intelligence network vast. The moment Yue Zhong had shown up on their radar, they had gone to investigate all there was to him.

After all, this was Earth, and he had left so much of his traces here, it was impossible for him to hide his past.

Lei Huang turned solemn, "I know what you mean, Yan Tian. He might be an Oracle, but he's one of us, a human. I'm not going to let you make a move on him."

As the figures of the authority of the Holy Heavens, these 4 knew that Yue Zhong had the God-Devil Imprint, the Nucleus, the Physique, the Blood. These were all precious resources. If a half-step True God expert were to consume Yue Zhong, it would allow them to break through and reach the Type 10 realm, breaking out of the cage.

That was the wish and hope of every single half-God expert. Even the 4 Heavenly Lords could not resist such an allure.

Heavenly Lord Lu Lie's voice turned frosty, "Are you intending to devour him for yourself?"

The moment Lu Lie spoke, the other 2 Heavenly Lords also turned to look at Lei Huang, their eyes cold. The tension became colder.

"Devour? Myself?" Lei Huang swept them all a gaze, his eyes filled with sarcasm. He sat on the sofa, stretching out his hands to make himself comfortable while laughing, "He's already a Type 9 expert, and has a Gold-Grade armor, who amongst you can kill him? If there's no chance to kill him in one blow, and when he becomes stronger again, we will end up as his prey and food. Haven't the lesson from ten thousand years ago been harsh enough?"

Hearing Lei Huang's words, Lu Lie and the others fell silent, as they reminisced about the past.

They were all clear how strong an Oracle was, one who had reached the Type 9 realm and possessed the God-Devil Physique. It was likely that only the half-step True-God powerhouses like the 4 Heavenly Lords could actually deal with these Oracles. However, against one with a Gold-grade armor, it was likely they could only defeat the party, but not kill for sure.

Furthermore, if a Type 9 Oracle were to flee, the entire Holy Heavens would be a risk.

An Oracle possessed the God-Devil Imprint, a heaven-defying treasure, and was basically Heaven Chosen. Their evolution speed was meteoric, and there had been such a character over thousands of years ago. He had been hunted by the peak experts of the human race, and in his rage, he had retaliated, and within 30 short years, almost all the human experts had been killed. In the end, he evolved into the Type 10 stage and broke through, escaping the confines of the cage.

If that Oracle at that time had not slaughtered the other experts of the other races as well, then the human race in the Holy Heavens and Great God World would have long become the slaves for other races.

Heavenly Lord Ogani spoke up after a while, "What's Yue Zhong's attitude toward our human race?"

Lei Huang replied, "He declared that he was willing to give his all to the human race. Based on my judgment, when he spoke this sentence, he meant it."

Heavenly Lord Yan Tian also spoke out, "In that case, forget it. However, I still reckon that we need to keep an eye on him. Before the Tower of Babel opens, nothing else is more important."

The rest nodded silently.

The Tower of Babel was their biggest hope, after all, plotting to take down and devour a type 9 Oracle with a Gold-Grade Treasure was simply too difficult. Even if they did, there was no guarantee of a breakthrough. This was just a legend from thousands of years ago. In comparison, the Tower of Babel had more opportunities for them to break out of the cage and leave the world.

After the 4 Heavenly Lords came to a decision, things became peaceful.

With the passage of time, there was a dark palace enveloped by Devil Qi, seemingly devouring all light as it burst out of a Gate of Hell. It was over 200,000m in length and soared to the skies quickly.

When the palace shot out, it flew straight for the Pacific Ocean.

The moment it arrived in the airspace above the Pacific Ocean, it began to descend while applying harsh pressure on the weaker races below.

"Damn!!"

"Break for me!!"

"Bastard, break!!"

"...."

A number of soldiers from those races flew out, bellowing with rage as they executed their strongest moves, blasting towards the palace.

Under the pressure of the palace, many of the attacks were just destroyed, and the palace continued to press downwards, directly crushing the camps below, while turning the experts to minced meat.

After that, a huge and terrifying whirlpool appeared, sucking in the experts of these weaker races into the black palace.