Spoilers for all the worlds

"Add me," Zhang Sanfeng said, his eyes scanning the crowd, "However, this strength may not be enough."

After thinking for a moment, Zhang Sanfeng looked at Huang Rong and said sincerely, "It's a bit early now. The members of the parliament haven't arrived yet."

"To be conservative, let's wait a little longer...wait until Whitebeard, Aizen, Accelerator, or even Boros, the Ancient One Master arrive. It will be much safer to add a few more to participate!"

Obviously because of the last change in his world, Zhang Sanfeng was a lot more cautious.

After Huang Rong thought for a while, she shook her head and said softly, "That's enough. Wait a minute. At least the envoy from the Speaker of the Parliament will come over. No matter how bad the situation is, it won't be much worse."

Zhang Sanfeng frowned, but after thinking about it carefully, he felt that what Huang Rong said made sense, so he simply said no more.

"Xiao Zhi, Conan, Weber, Zhang Sanfeng, Ying Zheng, join the mission!" Su Han's words did not waver.

However, he took a deep look at Tony Stark and was a little surprised that Tony Stark didn't plan to go to another world this time.

Of course, Su Han didn't say much. Maybe something happened to Tony Stark himself? It's not a big deal.

As Su Han's thoughts moved, waves rippled around him, and the mist gradually evolved into a real illusion. Immediately, everyone who was touched by Su Han had brilliant brilliance rising from their bodies, and they all entered the real illusion.

"However, this time the vest can be replaced with a new one." Su Han's eyes flickered, remembering a function after the transformation of the mist space was completed, and the corners of his mouth curved.

With the next breath, there was a brilliant brilliance rising directly above the mist palace, and a majestic aura that was difficult to describe in words fell from the sky, sacred and brilliant, and was directly submerged into the real illusions around it.

This time, the aura Su Han wore on his vest was the aura of the world's original power.

The original power of the world is called divine energy in many worlds, or it is merit. It can be used to become the local god of a world, or to make a rapid progress in cultivation...

Su Han's vest this time wrapped up this original power, and naturally had a kind of holiness and majesty beyond imagination. It perfectly fits the kind of god found in myths, legends and philosophical concepts.

The Mist Hall was quiet, and everyone was frightened by the terrifying look before. The unimaginable sanctity and majesty, once seen once, will be unforgettable for life.

Tony Stark's expression was dull. After he reacted, he suddenly turned his head and looked at the unsophisticated No. 10, and then glanced at Su Han, who had been sitting on the bronze throne from beginning to end, calm and calm...

There were countless doubts in his mind, but Tony Stark opened his mouth, took a deep breath at last, and swallowed all the doubts.

He continued to stare at the real fantasies around him, deciding to wait until this incident was over before thinking or asking questions in this regard.

At the same time, the Condor Heroes spread around the world.

Kaifeng Mansion in Tokyo, among the endless Tokyo Imperial Palaces.

There was no court meeting today, but a general who had turned over in the new dynasty was summoned to the palace to command an imperial army. But these powerful generals were not only not happy, but also felt a chill in their backs.

"The state of martial law has entered again? What happened? Is it possible that there are rebels who want to rebel?"

"Could it be that the old imperial party wants to make a comeback? Are they crazy? The Holy One has spared their lives and granted them the title of idle prince... This is already the result of the Holy One's mercy. If they really dare to disobey today, then the Zhao family I’m afraid the clan will be completely wiped out today.”

"Crazy, what kind of person is the current Holy Emperor? He ascended to the throne with iron-blooded means before... After the Jin Dynasty learned about the rebellion of the Song Dynasty, they felt that there was an opportunity to take advantage of it, so they came with a large army to kill... The current Holy Emperor came to the front line alone, and with his strength He single-handedly defeated thousands of troops from the Jin Kingdom on the opposite side, and is truly a first-class figure among immortals and gods. Not to mention that they don’t have an army, even if they really have an army in hand, can they deal with the current Holy Emperor?"

"No matter what, these things are not something we can consider. The old dynasty suppressed us warriors in every possible way, and now the new dynasty relies so much on us...Zhao? Haha, at least there is no way anyone in our military will turn to the deposed old dynasty. Towards the royal family.”

While they were thinking, they suddenly sensed something, and they all looked towards the center of the palace, their pupils contracting.

At the same time, inside Xuandemen, Zhou Botong, Master Yideng, Hong Qigong and others who were summoned were originally discussing with Huang Yaoshi, but in the next moment, their expressions changed drastically, and they subconsciously looked around. Huang Rong wearing a black dragon robe.

Huang Rong put her hands behind her back and looked calm. However, beside her, there was a brilliant light rising, and figures emerged one by one.

The first ones were fine, but as soon as the last figure appeared, there was a majesty that was difficult to express in words.

It was as if a living immortal god had descended into the world, and the vast aura and majesty seemed to have condensed into substance, spreading in all directions.

He is as powerful as a master of the five arts. Now one person can defeat a thousand armies. At this moment, he has the urge to kneel down.

"This is," after a brief silence, Ying Zheng stared closely at the being surrounded by sacred light, sensing the familiar yet unfamiliar power on the other side, "divine transformation..."

"Perfect deification, and the aura on his body is extremely ancient and vicissitudes of life... It should have been completed for a long time."

Ying Zheng looked complicated. He thought to himself, "Isn't it the guy from No. 9 who is here this time?"

Zhang Sanfeng also made sacrifices to heaven, and he also sensed the powerful and familiar aura on Su Han's body.

After changing his expression several times, Zhang Sanfeng took a deep breath and asked in a low voice, "May I ask, who are you?"

"You can call me, No. 5." Su Han said calmly. He gathered his strength and seemed to transform into an ordinary person.

Unlike No. 10, who was shrouded in fog, No. 9's transformation was completely different. Su Han did not hide his appearance.

Of course, although there was no cover-up, others still couldn't see Su Han's face... In other words, even if they saw it, it was like looking at a phantom in the mirror, unable to see clearly at all.

And as long as you look away from Su Han's face, the unclear impression of Su Han's face in your mind will disappear completely in an instant.

"This is it." After Conan experimented twice and found that it was like this, he was shocked and confirmed that this was not an accident.

He tried his best to suppress the waves in his heart and thought to himself, "Is it a different type of ancient god this time?"

The person in front of him was undoubtedly a god. Just looking at Him descending before us, carrying such great divine majesty, we can see...

But compared to the mystery of No. 10 and the glory of No. 9, the one in front of him is more sacred and majestic, in harmony with heaven and earth.