Don't rush me in the comments! I'm currently identifying a primordial saint.

Chapter 137 The Mythical Arena Reopens!

Yuan Qingsheng and Ma Tao both shook their heads.

Old Mo immediately gave the order:

"Old Yuan, you are going to eastern China to quell the extraterrestrial biological tide. You have a contract with a water-attribute deity. Eastern China is by the sea, so it would be best for you to go there."

Yuan Qingsheng nodded with a serious expression.

After giving instructions to Yuan Qingsheng, Old Mo looked at Ma Tao and gave him the same instructions.

"Old Ma, go to western China. It's vast there, where you can unleash your full firepower."

After they had finished explaining, they each accepted their orders and left.

Su Fan looked longingly at Elder Mo from the side.

"Mr. Mo, what about me?"

Su Fan also wanted to make a contribution to China.

Moreover, he had just fought against those extraterrestrial creatures that were attacking the city. Their strength was not particularly great, but their numbers were simply too many, giving the feeling that they could not be killed off.

Old Mo glanced at Su Fan and said calmly, "You come with me to find those so-called appraisers in Kyoto."

Upon hearing this, Su Fan's eyes lit up, and he nodded.

Old Mo acted quickly; after speaking with Su Fan, he immediately set off.

Kyoto is not very big, and in just a short while, Su Fan and Elder Mo arrived at the Kyoto Divine Mirror Association, which is also the headquarters of the Chinese Divine Mirror Association.

The Huaxia Divination Association is a non-governmental organization, not an official one.

At this time, the Huaxia Divine Mirror Association had already been controlled by the strongest Divine Army arranged by Elder Mo.

The president of the Mirror God Association has also been taken into custody.

He was still carrying a pair of divine-suppressing stones, which prevented him from releasing his divine power. At this moment, he was just like an ordinary person.

Upon seeing Elder Mo approach, Chairman Zhan Xing shouted that he was innocent:

"Mr. Mo, I'm innocent! I didn't do anything!"

Old Mo did not answer him, but stood quietly in front of him, staring at him with an imposing gaze that gave him a strong sense of pressure.

Although the Association for the Mirror of Gods is not an official organization, it is so powerful in China that it has a very large following.

Therefore, for important meetings and the like, Master Mo would invite Zhan Xing, the president of the Mirror God Association, to participate.

In other words, he knew where the lighting layout in Kyoto was, which made him even more suspicious.

I originally thought they would behave themselves, after all, they are all Chinese and they all want to make China stronger.

But who knew that once Su Fan published one-tenth of the Chinese Divine Compendium nationwide, they couldn't wait to jump out.

The unwavering belief they once held, so full of determination, in wanting China to become stronger, is completely gone.

Old Mo couldn't understand why they would betray him when they had talked to him before promoting the Huaxia Divine Mirror Manual and promised to adjust their roles.

Zhan Xing felt his scalp tingle under Mo Lao's gaze and dared not look directly into Mo Lao's eyes.

This is a manifestation of guilty conscience.

Su Fan walked to Elder Mo's side: "Elder Mo, I think it was them who did it."

Upon hearing Su Fan's voice, Zhan Xing abruptly raised his head, his expression turning ferocious. He suddenly changed his demeanor and roared at Su Fan.

"It's all your fault! If you hadn't wanted to write that bullshit 'Chinese Divine Mirror,' would we have betrayed us?"

"Many brothers make a living by identifying deities for others, but you, before you've even finished writing the book, have already let Old Mo spread the word."

"In the past two or three months, the Chinese people's interest in identifying deities has plummeted; they're all waiting for your lousy book!"

"Do you know how many brothers in the Mirror God Association who followed me have not earned a single penny because of this?"

Zhan Xing stared intently at Su Fan.

Su Fan sighed, "This is an inevitable process; otherwise, how can China become strong?"

"Besides, if you members of the Divination Association didn't care about saving face, you could go out and find a job; you wouldn't starve!"

Zhan Xing roared, "What's the point of saying so much? Prepare to die!"

After Zhan Xing finished speaking, a burst of light suddenly erupted from his body, and he broke free from the two Divine Guardians' hold and pounced on Su Fan.

Su Fan couldn't dodge in time and was grabbed by the arm.

Zhan Xing looked up to the sky and shouted, "With my blood, I forcibly open the Mythical Arena! I force all participants to participate..."

"Su Fan!!!"

Su Fan was stunned when he heard this.

What's going on?

How dare you, a Chinese person, challenge me, another Chinese person, to a mythical arena? Isn't that ridiculous?

Old Mo was also a little confused, but then he realized what was happening and hurriedly sent someone to pull Zhan Xing away.

Just as the Divine Warriors touched Zhan Xing's arm, Zhan Xing and Su Fan suddenly vanished, leaving them empty-handed.

Then, a huge curtain appeared in the sky above China.

On the screen was a mythical arena, with Su Fan and Zhan Xing standing on either side.

However, Zhanxing's image has undergone a complete transformation.

He looked very old, with gray hair, wrinkles all over his face, and a hunched back.

If you don't look closely, you really wouldn't recognize him as Zhan Xing.

This is exactly what Zhan Xing looks like in his old age.

Then, a cold voice resounded throughout China.

[The Mythical Arena opens! The battle begins: China vs. Greece!]

Su Fan was somewhat bewildered upon hearing the announcement from the Mythical Arena.

Greece?

When did Zhan Xing become Greek?

When Zhan Xing saw Su Fan's bewildered face, he burst into laughter.

His aged, weathered voice rang out, tinged with a smile.

"Hahaha... You didn't know, did you? I have one-eighth Greek blood in my body, so I can awaken Greek mythology!"

Su Fan shook his head, his expression serious, staring intently at Zhan Xing:

"No! Even if you have one-eighth Greek blood, you don't know the Greek mnemonic, so how could you possibly represent Greece?"

"So...you're fucking colluding with foreign countries?!"

Zhan Xing was taken aback for a moment, then nodded indifferently.

"It's too late to realize this now. I've been in cahoots with Greece for so long! I've already sold many of China's secrets to the Greeks! Hahaha!"

Su Fan gritted his teeth: "You traitor, I'll tear you to pieces!"

Zhan Xing scoffed, "Torn to pieces? I won't survive the Mythical Arena anyway, so it doesn't matter. Besides..."

"Who wins and who loses is still uncertain! What if you're going to die with me? Hahaha!"

Zhan Xing burst into unrestrained laughter: "The Greek gods are far more powerful than those worthless Chinese gods!"

Su Fan looked at him coldly: "Is that so? You'll find out soon enough which country's god is stronger! Traitor!"