Chapter 325: Chapter 6: Foundation Establishment, the Wind and Clouds Change Color
For the current formation of the New Army, the Demon Race from within the Frost Moon Immortal Dynasty’s territory also sent representatives.
Humans and the Demon Race were not on friendly terms. Before the arrival of the aberrations, they had fought countless times over territory and other conflicts of interest, making them nothing short of mortal enemies.
But the arrival of the Evil Spirits and aberrations changed everything. Those things didn’t distinguish between humans and demons; they slaughtered any living creature without discrimination.
Take the Hundred Heads King Buddha, Cheng Lv, whom Zhong Ming had once encountered. The heads hanging from its chest weren’t just human; they belonged to Demonic Fiends as well. The elephant head, the Black Snake head... those were trophies taken after it killed and beheaded prodigies of the Demon Race.
Because they shared a common enemy that sought to destroy everything, the relationship between humans and the Demon Race had eased somewhat.
The Six Extremes Demon Sect had been re-accepted by the Immortal Dynasty. And with the current formation of the New Army, humans and the Demon Race were beginning to entertain the idea of an alliance.
However, they had been enemies for so many years. Theirs had not been a peaceful standoff, but an enmity marked by countless mortal struggles and blood feuds.
How could a blood feud this deep, stretching back for millennia, be resolved overnight? It wasn’t something you could let go of just because you said you would.
Beneath the veneer of peace, swords were still drawn in the shadows.
Within Immortal Martial City, while humans and the Demon Race had intentions of uniting, the air was thick with even greater hostility and the promise of bloodshed.
Since a confrontation was inevitable, the Demon Race naturally paid close attention to the powerful experts among the humans, hoping to sow discord from within.
Just then, a serpentine Demonic Fiend spoke, his gaze vicious. "The humans are fighting among themselves. Should we fan the flames and let them cripple each other?"
His words drew the attention of a woman in luxurious court robes seated in the seat of honor. She had a pair of furry fox ears, and six fluffy fox tails swayed behind her. A bewitching, soul-stealing aura radiated from her. She was none other than Su Mei, one of the leaders of the Demon Race delegation.
The Snake Demon’s proposal made her lift her eyes languidly. Her tone was placid, yet held an undercurrent of authority. "What do you propose?"
"I can use a rare, colorless, and odorless poison. We wait for Prince Qinghe’s man, Zhong Ming, to be defeated. Once he’s injured, I can find an opportunity to poison him secretly. We’ll make it look like Zhong Ming died a brutal death at Xiyue’s hands. That way, the Celestial Sea King and Prince Qinghe will have a complete falling-out..."
He hadn’t even finished speaking when Su Mei scoffed. "A fine idea, but how would you guarantee your success? Let’s not even talk about the other factors. That Luo Zhiwei is a top-tier expert among the humans. The place where she resides is protected by countless mystical Arrays. Do you really think you can evade her detection?"
"Besides, what makes you think Prince Qinghe would dare to completely sever ties with the Celestial Sea King over the death of a single Zhong Ming?"
"..."
The string of questions left the Snake Demon instantly tongue-tied. He lowered his head, aggrieved.
Whether it was the humans watching and scheming, or the Demon Race fanning the flames, the various factions in Immortal Martial City—despite their different ideas and plans—all shared a single conviction: Prince Qinghe and Zhong Ming absolutely could not withstand Shen Wanshang’s show of force.
All of their schemes were built upon the foundation of Prince Qinghe’s and Zhong Ming’s defeat.
This notion wasn’t born of contempt, but from logical deduction. They had concluded that in terms of strength, influence, background, and even cultivation realm, the Celestial Sea King’s faction held a crushing advantage over Ji Qingyue and Zhong Ming.
A top-tier prodigy at the Gang Condensation realm fighting a mere Qi Cultivation cultivator—they simply couldn’t imagine how the Celestial Sea King’s side could possibly lose.
It was an absolute, overwhelming advantage in cultivation realm. Even if Zhong Ming’s Talent was extraordinary and he managed to break through to the Foundation Establishment realm on the spot, there was no way he could leap across two major realms to defeat Xiyue.
Those watching this battle were not concerned with who would win or lose. Instead, they wanted to see just how formidable the subordinates of the famous Celestial Sea King truly were—whether his reputation was empty or well-deserved.
SNAP—
Under the crowd’s intense gaze, a tormented Chu Hanzhen finally led Xiyue through the gates of the Immortal Martial Daoist School.
And at the very moment they stepped into the Immortal Martial Daoist School, a heaven-shaking, earth-shattering roar suddenly erupted!
BOOM!!!
With a mere thought from Zhong Ming, the Magical Power in his body began to churn like a tsunami.
In that instant, the Spiritual Qi between heaven and earth seemed to be drawn by an invisible hand. It surged madly toward the courtyard like a rushing tide. The immense Spiritual Qi churned, gathering in mid-air to form a massive, visible vortex. Within the vortex, five-colored light swirled amidst a thousand strands of auspicious energy. The sheer scale of the phenomenon was so vast that it caused the very sky and earth to change color!
Simultaneously, a vast and oppressive aura descended upon the courtyard from out of nowhere.
A fierce wind began to howl, and dark clouds swiftly unfurled across the sky like spilt ink.
In the blink of an eye, the sky above the entire Immortal Martial Daoist School was completely blotted out by clouds as black as night. Only the Spiritual Qi vortex continued to radiate a brilliant light, like a blazing sun hanging in the heavens.
This world-shaking phenomenon and the oppressive aura made both Chu Hanzhen and Xiyue, who had just entered the Immortal Martial Daoist School, halt in their tracks.
It even caused Luo Zhiwei, who had sensed the commotion and emerged from her room, to stare wide-eyed in disbelief.
"This is... It can’t be?!" Luo Zhiwei looked as though her entire worldview was being shattered. "How can something like this be happening? He’s breaking through to Foundation Establishment, not Golden Core!"
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