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Chapter 1313 - Chapter 1313 Chapter 823 Raising an Army to Demand

Chapter 1313: Chapter 823: Raising an Army to Demand Accountability_2 Chapter 1313: Chapter 823: Raising an Army to Demand Accountability_2 “`

Inside the hall, upon hearing Kundi speak, the Immortal Kings exchanging whispers abruptly fell silent.

Then, as if by agreement, all of them shifted their gaze onto him, tilting their ears, waiting for the one to issue commands and give orders.

“Let us all calmly observe the changes for now, we still do not know what the phenomenon on the Ancient Artifact signifies, and besides, you and I have discussed this scenario more than once, there’s no need to panic…”

Kundi sighed and said in a deep voice.

After making that decision back then, they had actually not planned on keeping it secret for very long, having discussed privately and prepared Plan Number Two.

“The Lord makes a valid point, we do not intend to defy orders willingly, it is just that we are willing but powerless, surely the Adult behind the ancient temple would not expect us to risk our lives and fortunes to attack the Immortal Domain!”

The first to speak were An Lan and Yu Tuo, the pair of difficult brothers. Looking at each other, they voiced their agreement.

With Kundi speaking up, everyone felt a bit more reassured, as if awakening from an empty dream after an instant.

“How are the tasks I have entrusted to you progressing?”

At this moment,

within the great hall.

First, there was sudden silence, the sound of the wind died away.

Then, a voice as resonant as a great bell thunderously erupted, reverberating like a torrent throughout the entire hall.

It was so shocking, as if between heaven and earth, only that voice remained.

Following that,

came an unimaginable towering pressure.

Under the sudden sound of the great bell and the overwhelming pressure, the air within the palace seemed to congeal, even time itself appeared to slow at that moment.

Inside the palace, the Immortal Kings, accustomed to commanding winds and summoning rains in Alien Territory and holding positions of high authority, were all like frightened birds, their complexions instantly turning pale, their bodies trembling involuntarily under the vast pressure.

In the face of this ancient pressure, everyone seemed insignificant, as if they could be ground to dust by this force at any moment.

Even Kundi himself was no exception; despite being the most powerful of the Immortal Kings in Alien Territory, his fists were clenched, sweat beads formed on his forehead, and his body uncontrollably bent down.

“Thump!”

Following that, he was directly overpowered, his legs broken, his upper body heavily slamming onto the hall’s bluestone floor.

Kundi pursed his lips, gripped by utmost fear, feeling a chill rushing straight to the top of his Heavenly Crown.

Disregarding everything else and not daring to heal his broken legs, he hurriedly crawled in front of the black mist-covered ancient temple, frantically kowtowing to it.

“Thud, thud, thud…”

“Thud, thud, thud…”

The dull sounds echoed around, and all the Immortal Kings, seeing this, dared not even breathe too loudly.

“Why do you not answer my question?”

From within the black mist ancient temple, a figure emerged, shrouded underneath layers of darkness.

It was the consciousness of Emperor Cang manifesting through the ancient temple.

The voice of the Dark Quasi-Celestial Emperor, as if echoing from eternal ice, carried an undisputed authority, piercing through layers of space, branding directly onto every Immortal King’s heart.

The voice, containing age and power, made the entire temple tremble as if even space itself shuddered under his will.

“My subordinate… my subordinate… I do not know what to reply…” Kundi trembled as he spoke.

“Do not know what to reply, heh heh…” Emperor Cang scoffed coldly, his large hand descending, and with dark energy swirling, directly destroyed Kundi’s physical body.

Kundi’s Primordial Spirit flew out of his body, utterly terrified, never expecting such fury from the entity behind the ancient temple right from the start.

“Do not know what to say? Very well, I will ask, and you shall answer.

Kundi, tell me, why have I not felt any disturbances from the Immortal Domain?

The attack on the Immortal Domain that I had ordered you to perform, have you taken it in one ear and out the other?”

Emperor Cang’s voice, though not angry, exuded an irresistible oppressive force.

“Emperor Cang, we have indeed followed your orders, but…”

Kundi’s voice trembled slightly, only to be forcefully suppressed by him, “Within the Immortal Domain, there is a mighty figure known as The Master of Liu Village, whose strength is immeasurable. Although we are willing to conquer, we truly are no match.”

Kundi’s voice shuddered: “Great Master, we swear here that concerning the matter You inquire about, it is not that we are unwilling, but that we are simply reluctant beyond our capabilities.”

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The Master of Liu Village is an entity transcending common reason, whose might is unfathomable, capable of suppressing us, the Immortal Kings, with a mere wave of the hand.

Despite the multitude of formidable beings in my Alien Territory, we all seem minuscule like ants before him. Should we take action and launch an expedition against the Alien Territory, I fear it would instantly provoke that individual, and by then, my domain might well become ruins, with no way for our master to reach us again.

Thus, after deliberation, we decided to employ a circuitous strategy: start with a small contingent to probe and intend to find its weaknesses, then make our final decision.

What is truly disconcerting is that not only is the Master of Liu Village’s own strength terrifying, but his disciples are all extraordinary in their own right. They have been frequently traveling between our Alien Territory and the Immortal Domain, under the pretense of trials, but in truth, they have been repeatedly intimidating our Alien Territory.

Among them are those who can contend against us, the Immortal Kings, and even… are stronger. Even I am no match for them, as they have repeatedly ground us into the dirt.

Our loyalty has never wavered for a moment.

At this point, Kundi’s entire old face wrinkled into a twisted knot, after all, it was too embarrassing to be suppressed by a group of youngsters.

Inside the grand hall, the other Immortal Kings heard this and all nodded in agreement, the illustrious name of the Master of Liu Village and his disciples had already cast an indelible shadow in their hearts; who would dare provoke them?

…

The Boundary Sea.

Devouring the light of all things, leaving only eternal silence and depth.

Only a few faint glows remained, twinkling lonely in the darkness.

That light was not true light, but the burning of dead Immortal Kings, bright enough to illuminate a corner of The Boundary Sea.

The endless Abyss.

Emperor Cang’s tightly shut eyes slowly opened, his somewhat threadbare and thin gray robe fluttered with his breath.

Each breath he took merged into the surrounding Gang Wind, making it even more violent.

The gray robe he wore seemed unattended for countless ages, exuding a humane aura of worldly dust.

But upon closer inspection, one would see that it wasn’t a gray robe, but rather a white robe.

It should have been pure white, like snow-covered mountain peaks, pure and holy. Yet, it was stained with too much blood and tears; those vivid streaks of blood acting as marks of time, completely dyeing the white robe gray.

“Drip…”

Just then.

A light sound.

Shattered the silent and oppressive atmosphere.

Subsequently, a strand of bizarre black flames, like evil spirits emerging from the Underworld, silently spread from the edge of the robe’s sleeve.

Initially, it was just a feeble flicker of Mars, shining with a strange glow, but in an instant, like a wildfire spurred by strong winds, it quickly swept across the entire robe, turning into a raging black sea of flames.

Black flames burning on the gray robe, as if the entire Star Sea was boiling.

What was even more astonishing was that, as the black flame burned to its peak, obscure ancient texts began to surface on the gray robe.

As if ancient spells, slowly tracing the outline of an ancient character, resembling the character for “Liu.”

Every stroke contained immense power and profound meaning, as if they could communicate with the heavens and earth, reversing the cosmos.

However, just as this “Liu” character was about to take shape, an anomaly occurred. An invisible force suddenly burst forth from the character, shattering the forming script into countless Fragments, dissipating into nothingness.

Emperor Cang’s eyes suddenly narrowed to the size of pinpoints.

“The Master of Liu Village… untouched by Karma… no wonder we have never noticed… but how can it be, who in the world can sever Karma, not even I can…”

Emperor Cang seemed to be muttering to himself, his face showing an incredulous mix of shock and confusion, as if he had seen something inconceivable, his breathing becoming rapid and heavy.

Even a Quasi-Immortal Emperor would have Karma, it’s just that no matter what they do against the grain, the Power of Cause and Effect cannot bind them.

“What origins does the Master of Liu Village have…”

After a moment.

Emperor Cang came back to his senses, his gaze piercing through The Boundary Sea, once again falling upon that group of Immortal Kings in the Alien Territory.

“Three days from now, all of you will attack the Immortal Domain, and I shall take action.”

Since he couldn’t deduce the origins of the Master of Liu Village, he decided to witness it himself.

If he was not mistaken, the other should be the mysterious person who has suppressed his incarnation.