Chapter 542: Chapter 535: The Situation
Zhou Yuanjue had made such a grand display for the sole purpose of luring out a King Level existence.
Unfortunately, the patience of the Starry Sky Country and the Celestial Organization far exceeded his imagination. Despite his blatant provocations, they never showed themselves.
It was a shame.
But now, that could be rectified. This time, he wouldn’t have to wait passively for the enemy to come to him; he would be the one seeking out his opponent.
"What’s the word from headquarters? When do we leave?"
Zhou Yuanjue asked Huang Bin, who was standing beside him.
"According to headquarters, you are the main reinforcement, so the sooner you depart, the better. Besides you, Senior Lei Yi and several other Martial Artists will also be heading out at the same time."
"However..."
Huang Bin glanced at Zhou Yuanjue. Although his body was still spotless, his clothes were torn and old, giving him a somewhat disheveled appearance.
"After going through a battle of that magnitude, I was wondering if you need to rest for a bit before setting out?"
Huang Bin asked.
A series of battles, withstanding a nuclear blast, then traveling over a hundred kilometers to kill the leader of the Black Continent’s strongest non-governmental organization—it was basically equivalent to destroying the organization’s top brass.
’After doing all that, even a body forged from steel would probably be exhausted by now, right?’
"Rest?"
Hearing Huang Bin’s words, Zhou Yuanjue couldn’t help but shake his head and smile. "Now is far from the time to rest. Opportunities are fleeting, and there’s no time to waste on trivial matters."
"Besides, it will take some time to get from here to the Congo Basin. That will be enough time to recover. You all should hurry and make preparations. Also, I’ll need extra energy supplements this time. I suspect this trip will be quite draining."
"Yes, I understand."
Upon hearing this, Huang Bin nodded, the reverence in his eyes growing even stronger as he looked at Zhou Yuanjue.
The man before him seemed as if he would never tire, never stay in one place.
He couldn’t imagine what kind of will it took to bear such immense pressure.
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Meanwhile, Zhou Yuanjue was making minor adjustments, preparing to head immediately for the Congo Basin.
「Forest Race Ancestral Land」
After the first King Level Seal was broken, Kutum, the chief of the Forest Race, had quickly used the race’s special communication channels to notify his clansmen scattered throughout the rainforest. He urgently summoned them back to the Ancestral Land—especially the clan elders who were currently guarding the other two King Level Seals.
The Forest Race had already lost one clan elder. Until the Great Clan Elder successfully broke through, they could not afford to suffer any more losses to their fighting strength.
Following Daoist Bailong’s advice, Kutum had immediately issued the summons. He was preparing to abandon the other King Level Seals in the rainforest and instead consolidate their forces to defend the core seal, ensuring the integrity of the Ancestral Level Seal until favorable reinforcements arrived.
By now, the scattered members of the Forest Race had successively returned to the Ancestral Land. The most important among them were immediately notified to head to the council hall for a meeting.
About seven or eight people were gathered around a circular table that seemed to be formed from tree roots.
Among them were the old and the young, men and women.
The older ones had hair and beards that were completely white, while the younger ones appeared to be merely youths.
At the same time, new clan members were continuously rushing back to the Ancestral Land and entering the council hall.
Kutum, as the chief of the Forest Race, sat at the head of the conference table. His expression was grim, his eyes were tightly shut, and he remained silent.
Beside him sat an old man clad in sackcloth, his hair disheveled like weeds, giving him a rather sloppy appearance.
This man was also a clan elder of the Forest Race, named Tagna. He, too, kept his eyes shut and said nothing.
This filled the atmosphere in the council hall with a sense of oppression.
The younger two men and one woman sat at the far end of the conference table. They were all standouts from the Forest Race’s younger generation, possessing formidable Talent. However, due to their age and lack of seniority, they could only be seated at the end.
One of the men was tall and large, with skin that looked as rough and hard as tree bark. His face was rigid, as if carved from wood.
The other man was of medium build, his body covered in dense tattoos that were dizzying to look at.
The last, a young woman, was tall and well-proportioned, with light brown skin. Her long hair cascaded down like willow branches, even touching the floor as she sat.
Batu, Siger, and Naliss.
These three were the strongest of the Forest Race’s younger generation. Their Bloodlines were potent, and Siger and Naliss, in particular, had reached the Spirit Level before the age of thirty, and were now approaching the Celestial Level.
"Batu, what in the world happened this time? I heard... the clan elder from the south seems to have..."
Naliss whispered to the two beside her.
"It’s basically confirmed. He has fallen. He fell even after summoning a ’Forest Guardian.’ The King Level Seal in the south has been broken. The enemy is at the King Level and possesses a Celestial Demon that is exceptionally compatible with their physical body."
Batu said in a low voice.
"No wonder they summoned us back. Are they planning to completely abandon all the outer seals?"
Siger said with a frown.
"There’s no other choice. We’re talking about a true, complete King Level expert. Remaining outside would only increase the danger. It’s better to concentrate our forces, use the advantages of the Ancestral Land to defend the core seal, and wait for reinforcements."
Batu shook his head and said.
"Will there even be reinforcements? The Ancestral Power returned, but only half of what it used to be. With that amount, even the Great Clan Elder hasn’t been able to break through. How long will we have to wait for Spirit Guardians around the world to achieve their breakthroughs? By then, it will probably be too late."
Naliss said with a sigh.
"It’s not just the Spirit Guardians. I heard a batch of reinforcements will be arriving at the Ancestral Land soon. That’s probably why this meeting was called."
Batu said.
"Reinforcements? At a time like this? So soon? Is there even anyone left in the Black Continent who can reinforce us?"
Naliss asked, puzzled.
"They’re from the Far East Region, brought by the successor of the Xi Clan. They aren’t Spirit Guardians, but Martial Artists—Martial Artists from Donghua. The Black Continent has been a total mess lately. You should be aware of the news about those beings. The most powerful of the reinforcements is supposedly the one who recently appeared on that global live broadcast."
Batu said.
"You’re talking about... Zhou Yuanjue from Donghua?"
Siger’s expression hardened as he spoke.
"That’s right, him. You all must have seen that battle not long ago, right? Withstanding a nuclear bomb... even our clan elders might not be able to do that. It’s hard to believe that an ordinary person without a Bloodline can possess such power. The Martial Dao is a miraculous thing. His arrival should change the situation."
Batu said, his eyes deep with thought.
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