Chapter 669: Chapter 668 The Farce Ends
The Demon God Temple became the most formidable power in the Dao Realm in one fell swoop.
With its growing reputation, the number of tasks increased.
However, the Demon God Temple did not indiscriminately accept tasks; this depended on the target’s strength and the reward offered.
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In the end, Wolf Dust still chose to submit.
They had their subordinates contact the Demon God Temple. It was difficult for others to find the temple, but not for the Red Moon Wolf Clan.
Once their people appeared, those from the Demon God Temple would automatically converge upon them.
A Red Moon Wolf Clan elder had just left the clan’s territory when a person from the Demon God Temple appeared in the void.
Seeing this elder, Chen Jin was ready to hunt without saying a word.
The elder was immediately frightened and hurriedly said, "Esteemed members of the Demon God Temple, please show mercy. I have matters to discuss with you."
Hearing the elder’s words, Chen Jin paused in his actions.
"What matters?"
Feeling the aura from Chen Jin, the elder was still under considerable pressure and, gritting his teeth, said, "It’s like this, my clan is willing to enter into negotiations with all of you!"
"As long as you all cease your attack, everything is negotiable. In fact, the battle between us benefits neither side. Rather than giving an advantage to others, it’s better to reach a reconciliation."
Having finished speaking, the elder nervously looked at Chen Jin.
He was genuinely afraid that the people from the Demon God Temple wouldn’t listen and would simply kill him on the spot.
Being only at the mid-stage of the Saint Realm, he couldn’t hold his head high in front of this group.
"What are you willing to offer?" Chen Jin asked coldly.
"The price is this. Take a look," responded the elder.
Relieved at Chen Jin’s reply, the elder let out a big breath and then threw out a jade slip.
Chen Jin glanced at it and said indifferently, "Fine, we’re aware. Wait for news."
Then, the group turned and left directly.
Watching their retreating figures, the elder quickly wiped the sweat from his face. The pressure these few individuals brought was truly immense; in their presence, he felt like a mere child.
"It’s good that the Demon God Temple is willing to reach a compromise."
The Demon God Temple’s willingness to leave indicated they harbored such intentions.
This meant that their hope for reconciliation was promising.
When he came, he truly feared that the Demon God Temple wouldn’t say a word and just kill him.
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In the Dark Palace, Chen Jin moved through the void and arrived before Liu Zheng.
"Hall Master, the Red Moon Wolf Clan has surrendered; this is the offering they’ve made," he said.
Hearing Chen Jin’s words, Liu Zheng’s lips curled upward, "The Red Moon Wolf Clan has no other choice. The ancient races will not take action."
"The Hall Master is truly far-sighted," Chen Jin praised.
Liu Zheng took the jade slip and looked over it briefly.
This time, the Red Moon Wolf Clan’s sincerity was evident—with divine arts, treasures, and elixirs all present.
They even had Emperor-level materials, practically emptying out much of their treasury.
Clearly, they were left with no other option.
"Go tell them that once the items are in our hands, the Blood Murder Order will be automatically revoked."
This strike against the Red Moon Wolf Clan was intended to instill their prestige throughout the Dao Realm.
He never really planned to annihilate the Red Moon Wolf Clan in the first place.
After all, they still had a Quasi-Emperor in residence and possessed Emperor Level divine weapons. Unless he truly sought a fight to the death.
Now that the Red Moon Wolf Clan had surrendered, it was a good opportunity for Liu Zhengzheng to gracefully step down.
After all, there were many benefits in it for him.
The people under his command had no losses and even gained so many benefits.
Essentially, the goal had been achieved. Otherwise, if the expansion continued, the aftermath wouldn’t be what Liu Zheng wished to see.
The Ancient race wasn’t helping now, but if the Red Moon Wolf Clan really faced extinction, they might just jump in.
Besides, the human race was also watching from the side. Who could know where their stance would lie when the time came?
After all, the Demon God Temple wasn’t beneficial for either party, and it was possible that they would strike at the Demon God Temple first if they couldn’t resolve the issue.
Now was the right time to pull back.
If they had supreme combat power later on, then they wouldn’t fear these challenges.
Two thousand Saint Realm members of the Demon God Army were powerful, but they couldn’t sweep away everything.
But the future was uncertain.
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With the surrender of the Red Moon Wolf Clan, the Blood Murder Order also came to an end.
This gave the Ancient race a huge sigh of relief.
The surrender of the Red Moon Wolf Clan was a good thing; at least they didn’t have to worry about the Demon God Temple siding with the humans anymore.
On the human side, however, it was a pity. They would have preferred both parties to fight against each other, as it would have lessened the threat of the Ancient race to them.
After all, the foundation of the Ancient race was strong; even if they had suffered a major blow once, it wasn’t enough to cripple them.
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In a secluded dark palace.
Two lights emerged from the void, revealing two indistinct figures.
"In the end, the Red Moon Wolf Clan still surrendered. Who would have thought that even these proud Ancient races would see such a day," a voice weathered by time murmured as if talking to itself.
"They had no choice this time. The Demon God Temple pressed them too hard, and the Ancient race was unwilling to help. With the humans lying in wait, they had nowhere to turn," the voice continued.
"To maintain their pride would mean a dead end for them."
"At least now they can recuperate and preserve their people." The other voice was younger but carried a hint of authority.
"Ha ha, I thought the pride of the Ancient race would lead them to fight the Demon God Temple to the death. It turns out I overestimated them," the younger voice laughed.
"Unfortunately, Wolf Dust’s tactics were insufficient, and he failed too quickly," the aged voice said with a tinge of regret.
He had really hoped the two sides would fight, which would have given them insights into the Demon God Temple.
But with the surrender of the Red Moon Wolf Clan, all of that had ended.
"Heh, if they really had fought, then the Dao Realm wouldn’t have been at peace," the younger voice said.
"When the Red Moon Wolf Clan was on the brink of extinction, I suppose both the Fire Phoenix and the Dragon Clan would have intervened. They wouldn’t allow the Ancient race to be annihilated."
After hearing the young man’s words, the elder fell silent for a moment and then said, "You’re right, and that’s why I sought you out. If all of you entered the fray, the tragedy of ten thousand years ago might repeat itself. Although I wouldn’t mind, the time is not yet right."
"Perhaps this outcome is for the best."
Afterward, the young man said nothing, and the two figures slowly vanished into the void as if they had never been there.
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In the Dark Palace, with the surrender of the Red Moon Wolf Clan, the Dao Realm finally returned to peace.
And Liu Zheng returned to his daily cultivation routine.
Luo Ni and the others, on the other hand, were quite busy. Recently, their tasks were simply too numerous, and they had many matters waiting to be addressed.
With her and Chen Shui’s efforts, the intelligence network of the Demon God Temple had been perfected and was now almost comparable to the top powers.
The search for the Son of Destiny had also sped up. Currently, there were over a dozen of the purple ones, several more than before, and countless blue ones, over a thousand in fact.
However, the top-tier red Son of Destiny had yet to appear.
