Chapter 601: New and Old Grudges Gather

Chapter 601: New and Old Grudges Gather

The heavily guarded West Hong, which was once strict, seemed to be in turmoil overnight!

Strange incidents of Dragon Palace demon soldiers being slaughtered had occurred everywhere, and they were all done without any attempt to hide. These atrocities were committed openly before the eyes of many, as if they completely disregarded the local ruler of the Western Dragon Palace.

Before these messages could be gathered, the creatures of West Hong suddenly discovered...

The heavens had changed!

The turbulent atmosphere between heaven and earth, the dark and gloomy clouds, and the faint flashes of thunder seemed to be announcing that something significant was happening.

Many cultivators with powerful abilities finally broke through their seclusion and emerged from their caves. They silently observed the sky, and their faces turned pale with shock as they looked towards the depths of the waters. Then, without hesitation, they ordered the mountains to be sealed and the sects to be closed.

At the same time.

West Hong, Dragon Palace Hall.

Qi Shengtao sat high on the treasure platform, with guests filling both sides. In the hall, Qi Zhaowen had just finished recounting the strange events that had occurred that day and was still waiting for his father's response when he looked out of the hall in confusion.

As if sensing something extraordinary.

Qi Zhaowen's face turned pale, and his body began to tremble slightly. As the future crown prince, showing such an unstable demeanor, especially in front of so many distinguished guests, was extremely inappropriate.

But at this moment, he had no time to worry about such things. Instead, he turned back in fear and looked at his father, wanting to explain something.

"Where did they go?"

Qi Shengtao looked down with a cold gaze, and a chilling intent emerged in his eyes.

"They went... to the Ten Thousand Phenomena Pavilion," Qi Zhaowen said, feeling his mouth and throat dry as if smoke was rising from them.

"Who ordered them to go?" Qi Shengtao asked again.

The hall fell silent, and Qi Zhaowen touched his forehead, nearly fainting. After a long time, he spoke in a faint voice, "I report to Father King, it was I who ordered them to go... but I had anticipated something was wrong and sent a message to call them back..."

Before he could finish, a wine cup flew from above and smashed into his face. As the wine splashed, Qi Zhaowen didn't dare wipe his face, and he immediately knelt down with a thud, bowing repeatedly and saying,

"I deserve to die!"

"You indeed deserve to die," Qi Shengtao glanced at the guests on both sides, his expression returning to calm. He slowly hid his trembling hand, which had been agitated, into his wide sleeves.

Even though his heart was already filled with surging emotions, and his eyes had turned scarlet, he couldn't reveal his true feelings in front of these people.

These people might not be as strong as him, but the forces behind them were each more intimidating than the last.

Moreover, who knew if they had come here to seek his help or to take advantage of the situation, probe the state of the Western Dragon Palace, and swallow up this land and water.

"Brother Shengtao, please calm your anger."

Finally, two people stood up from the right side of the guests, both wearing bright yellow robes and exuding an air of wealth and power. Their every movement carried an indescribable aura of strength, and even in front of the Western Dragon King, they appeared unhurried and at ease.

These two were among the top five most powerful sect masters within the Boundless Dao Emperor Sect.

They had come to West Hong specifically to find Master Situ Junrui.

"Now that the incident has occurred, instead of pursuing blame, it's better to think about how to handle it first," said the man on the left, named Situ Fuhai, who was leading this trip.

"Zhaowen, please take a seat," said the man on the right, shaking his head. He waved his hand and summoned a breath of air to support Qi Zhaowen.

"Thank you, Senior Shi."

As a Western Dragon Prince close to the late stage of the Heaven Realm, Qi Zhaowen dared not show the slightest arrogance in front of this man. Instead, he bowed respectfully once more.

If it weren't for the presence of these Northern Hong elders today, he would have surely been skinned by his father.

"Please forgive me for the embarrassment," Qi Shengtao said, taking a deep breath and leaning back on his throne.

According to reason, with his own son being killed in West Hong, no matter from which perspective, it was time for the Dragon King to take action personally.

But a sense of worry arose in his heart.

This worry stemmed from his trust in Qi Zhaowen.

The Western Dragon King believed that his son would never dare to deceive him, which meant that Zi Xian's daughter had indeed intended to compete with them. However, after sensing something was amiss, he immediately sent a message to dissuade the two, and then rushed to the Dragon Palace to report.

But the third and sixth princes still died.

How much time had passed in between?

It was impossible for them to have received the message and returned in time.

The Western Dragon King clenched his fingertips, indicating that a group of murderers had been hiding right under his nose without making a sound. These powerful demons had never left...

Even when he personally inspected West Hong, he couldn't find any clues.

Moreover, these were two Dragon Princes comparable to the Heaven Realm, not two pigs to be slaughtered at will! They were killed so quickly that the Western Dragon Palace had no time to react.

Even Qi Shengtao, who had experienced the Ten Thousand Year Slaughter Tribulation, felt a chill in his heart at this moment.

This was clearly a conspiracy targeting the Western Dragon Palace!

"So, can you tell me now, who is the other party?" Qi Zhaowen looked at Qi Zhaowen.

"This... This... This..." Qi Zhaowen swallowed hard.

"It was the Demon Palace that made the move."

Just then, a crisp voice interrupted his words. Under the gaze of the crowd, Zi Xian gracefully stepped into the hall.

The guests on both sides slightly raised their eyebrows, obviously recognizing the identity of this noble woman.

Regardless of what they thought, they all bowed respectfully.

"..."

Qi Zhaowen silently looked down at Zi Xian, waiting for her to explain.

Zi Xian pondered for a moment, as if organizing her words, and when she lifted her head again, her words plunged the entire hall into silence: "It also said that its master wants the life of its owner, and from now on, this land of water and land in the Western Flood will belong to the Demon Palace."

The silence was deafening.

Qi Zhaowen's eyelids twitched uncontrollably, and under his wide robe, his entire body twitched. After an unknown amount of time, he let out a heavy sigh: "You mean it? There's only one?"

Upon hearing this, the crowd below finally withdrew their gazes.

It was clear that this old dragon was still maintaining his composure.

"Perfect Heaven Realm." Zi Xian knew exactly what the Western Dragon King wanted to know.

"Then it said that it has a master?" Qi Zhaowen slowly scanned the crowd on both sides.

The Boundless Dao Emperor Sect members had dark and uncertain expressions. They had come to find Situ Junrui, but they never thought they would have to help the Western Dragon Palace guard this land of water and land.

Only Xue Yan, second in command to the two leaders, showed a hint of excitement on his face. He had thought this place was rather boring, but as soon as he arrived, he witnessed the fall of two Perfect Heaven Realm great demons. Tsk, even a small place could cause a big stir.

"Everyone, you came here to find someone, but now the trail has led to a formidable enemy. Should we just give up the search and let the grudge go unavenged? Think carefully, in this land of water and land in the Western Flood, who else would dare to make a move against the two of you?"

Qi Zhaowen didn't get angry but smiled. He didn't look at the Boundless Dao Emperor Sect again but turned his gaze to the other side.

In the shadows, a robust figure stood motionless, his presence almost non-existent under the shroud of dark clouds.

But when the Western Dragon King's gaze fell upon him.

The slightly gaunt old man at the front slowly raised his head, his eyes calm and unaffected by the clumsy goading of the old dragon.

After a brief stare-down, he leisurely stood up: "If it's really this so-called Demon Palace, then let's fight to the death. My Yue family has nothing left to fear."

The Yue family once had a celestial talent who could lead the entire clan to take another step forward, but he went mad. After a long time, they finally nurtured Yue Tiance, who, although not as dazzling as his brother, was still an excellent seedling.

But the two brothers died together outside.

As for the others with mediocre talents, they didn't have the qualifications to support the Yue family after these old things had exhausted their lifespans.

The Yue family was already in a state of semi-extinction.

If someone hadn't stirred up trouble, causing the Yue family to be unable to act for a long time, they would have come earlier and wouldn't have had to wait until now.

"Elder Yue, you're straightforward!"

Qi Zhaowen raised his wine cup.

This old man was the clan guardian elder of the Disaster Kirin Clan, and his strength was beyond question. Having him as an ally was a great blessing.

Of course, more importantly, they were all here to find someone. Now that the Yue family had joined, if the Boundless Dao Emperor Sect just stood by and watched, wouldn't they appear too cowardly? Sure enough.

Situ Fuhai paused for a moment and slowly raised his wine cup: "In this land of Hongze, unless they are reared by immortals, anyone who dares to move against the Boundless Dao Emperor Sect will have to pay a price."

"The premise is, if it was really them."

As his words fell, everyone in the hall raised their cups and drank.

Qi Zhaowen gently wiped the corner of his lips: "If it's really them, just capture and interrogate them. Is it that the status of the Northern Flood depends on reasoning with people?"

As he spoke, his peripheral vision swept past Zi Xian in the hall.

Unlike with the others, he didn't use his words to provoke her.

For the Purple Beard White Dragon Clan, the Demon Palace, with its violent and ruthless nature, was something they despised the most—uncontrollable, unpredictable, and prone to causing bloodshed.

This group of busybodies didn't need anyone to prompt them; they would willingly get involved, and they hadn't changed in hundreds of thousands of years. This time would be no exception.

"..."

Zi Xian noticed the Western Dragon King's gaze and probably guessed his thoughts.

Her already displeased heart became even more stifled.

She was indeed worried that the situation would spiral out of control. After all, although the East Palace Lord of the Demon Palace hadn't attacked her, his words didn't show any intention of friendship, as if they were a group of crazy killers, full of arrogance. Who could guarantee that their anger would be limited to the Western Dragon Palace?

Before arriving at the Dragon King Palace, she did indeed send a message to her family beforehand.

Damn it! How could there be such a group of ruthless thugs in the world, making it impossible to guess their intentions.

Even the struggle for the Western Flood seems to be merely for revenge against the offense of the Western Dragon Palace, feeling humiliated, and not truly desiring the Western Flood. It's simply absurd!

...

Western Flood, Mountain Movers Sect.

In the dimly lit main hall, the youth in ink-colored robes slowly opened his eyes.

Although Huang Wenfa and Yan Chongzhang were quietly by his side, the lingering fear on their faces was undeniable. They had long sensed the great changes in the sky outside, and the reason they remained here was to find out if this matter had anything to do with Shen Zongzhu in front of them...

Indeed, even if Shen Yi had never left the Mountain Movers Sect, or even lifted his eyelids.

But as long as something big happened, Huang Wenfa's first reaction would be to associate it with Shen Zongzhu. After all, besides this master, he really couldn't think of a second person who would be so bold and reckless, and possess the strength to match.

"..."

After listening to Ke Shisan's report, Shen Yi reviewed the scroll again.

Things were going smoothly.

This time was different from before, after all, the Western Flood was not as closed off as the Southern Flood. With the slightest news, it would spread to the east and north.

To establish a foothold, one couldn't hide as before, but instead had to create a stir intentionally. Only by intimidating the heroes could he gain time for his cultivation.

It must be said that this Dragon Consort, Zi Xian, is indeed as useful as ever.

Not only can she create a stir for him, but according to the usual habits of the Bearded White Dragon, she should also be able to summon people from the Eastern Dragon Palace.

Thinking of this, Shen Yi looked at the Dao plaque in his palm.

According to Senior Ji, the Eastern Dragon Palace's plans were not in conflict with his own. Their goals were the same, but they had chosen two different paths.

To be honest, Shen Yi wasn't sure if he could truly kill that Immortal.

During the process of stealing the immortal power of the Four Floods, if there was the slightest mishap and it attracted the attention of the Hongze Immortal, it would be a complete failure.

Having another path to help out is naturally better.

All he needs is the Dragon Seal.

Shen Yi sensed the small seal within the finger ring. If he could gather two Dragon Seals and display his strength, perhaps he could exchange for the Eastern Dragon King to turn a blind eye. As long as the other party pretends not to see, he can successfully steal the immortal power of the Three Floods.

By then, whether it's accusing the Immortal or simply killing him outright, there will be more options.

"..."

Huang Wenfa and Yan Chongzhang, the master and disciple, exchanged a glance. Just by the calmness in Shen Zongzhu's eyes after he opened them, they dared to guarantee that the fall of the Heaven Realm demon was eight or nine out of ten related to him.

Moreover, the two of them had some other thoughts in their minds.

No, the power they had fabricated to cover up for Shen Zongzhu in the beginning, how come it's starting to feel more and more real now?! Even Yan Chongzhang, the initiator, began to doubt himself.

Fortunately, he didn't ponder for too long before his thoughts were interrupted by a sudden surge of energy.

Moonlight gathered in the hall, transforming into a cold figure.

Ji Jingxi's face seemed a bit off. She quickly walked to Shen Yi's side and bowed, saying, "The Demon Palace has reappeared, with a Perfect Heaven Realm demon sitting in it, and the Western Dragon Palace has completely broken ties with them. I don't know if this is good or bad for us, but there's also some bad news."

"Hmm?" Shen Yi glanced at her.

Ji Jingxi took a deep breath, "I just received news from Zi Xian. People from the Boundless Dao Emperor Sect and the Yue family have already arrived in the Western Flood, saying they're here to help deal with the Demon Palace, but..."

She didn't finish her sentence.

You should know that the Yue family's two brothers didn't die at the hands of the Demon Palace, but were killed by Shen Zongzhu himself in the Southern Flood's Immortal Cave.

Obviously, the Eastern Dragon Palace's cover-up had reached its limit.

Although two Heaven Realm dragon princes had fallen, with the help of these people, the Western Dragon Palace not only didn't weaken but became even stronger than before, many times over.

Just then, Ji Jingxi froze for a moment.

She didn't see the expected worry on Shen Zongzhu's face. Instead, a pair of bright black eyes lit up on his fair and handsome face, and within them was a hint of emotion... If she wasn't mistaken, it seemed like joy?!

"I understand."

Shen Yi quickly retracted his gaze and nodded slightly.

He had been worried about the Northern Flood, a tough nut to crack, but he didn't expect these people to come out on their own.

Tsk, their Central Palace Lord has been stuck in the Earthly Realm for a long time without any progress.

(End of Chapter)

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