Supreme Alchemist
Chapter 1118 - 1118 1118 Eve of the Final Battle_1

1118: Chapter 1118: Eve of the Final Battle_1 1118: Chapter 1118: Eve of the Final Battle_1 After the Demon Seal was marked on the Primordial Spirit of Tai Yuan Palace’s Supreme Master, the Blood Asura casually tossed him aside.

The Supreme Master of Tai Yuan Palace’s face was ashen.

His life and death now hinged on a single thought of Blood Asura, having had his Primordial Spirit marked with the Demon Seal, he had pretty much become a puppet of Blood Asura.

“So powerful!”

The Lord of Chunqiu trembled in fear.

He hadn’t expected Blood Asura to be so strong.

As an Ancient Emperor, the Supreme Master of Tai Yuan Palace was no match for Blood Asura, not even close.

The Lord of Chunqiu, whose strength was on par with that of the Supreme Master of Tai Yuan Palace, could naturally not be Blood Asura’s opponent either.

Tu Xiaotian was likewise shaken.

He knew Blood Asura was strong, but he hadn’t expected him to be this strong.

He silently theorized that Blood Asura’s strength must have reached the Quasi-Emperor Level.

“Now it’s your turn.”

Blood Asura’s gaze landed on the Lord of Chunqiu.

His imposing aura did not retract in the slightest.

The Lord of Chunqiu’s body trembled and his throat moved twice, his mouth dry, his tongue parched, as he warily watched Blood Asura.

Truthfully, he did not want to be under Blood Asura’s control, but neither did he want to end up like the Supreme Master of Tai Yuan Palace.

“Do you think you can rely on the artifact of Chunqiu Sect?”

Blood Asura saw through the Lord of Chunqiu’s thoughts and sneered, “Indeed, the Spring And Autumn Pen is an artifact.

But Shi Chunqiu hasn’t fully fused with it yet.

Given this emperor’s help, it will not take half a month to allow him to truly fuse with the Spring And Autumn Pen, and easily advance to an Ancient Emperor.”

The Spring And Autumn Pen was Chunqiu Sect’s biggest dependence and foundation.

Shi Chunqiu’s true identity was the reincarnation of the spirit of the Spring And Autumn Pen, and only he could gain its approval.

The Lord of Chunqiu had pinned his hopes on Shi Chunqiu; once Shi Chunqiu truly merged with the Spring And Autumn Pen, an Emperor without equal would be born from the Chunqiu Sect.”

“You…”

The Lord of Chunqiu’s expression changed once again.

What Blood Asura was saying was exactly the latter’s reliance.

During this time, Shi Chunqiu was making every possible effort to merge with the Spring And Autumn Pen.

This was why the Lord of Chunqiu didn’t want to attract any more trouble.

As long as Shi Chunqiu was quietly nurtured and made to emerge, there was still hope for the Chunqiu Sect.

After all, Long Yan who had ingested two drops of Emperor Marrow was very likely ruined, and it wasn’t a wise choice for Chunqiu Sect to dare to confront the Zhenyang Sect at this critical moment.

“This emperor had warned you not to test my patience.”

Blood Asura moved to subdue the Lord of Chunqiu with one cold glance, and just like the Supreme Master of Tai Yuan Palace, the Lord of Chunqiu hardly had any power to resist Blood Asura.

The Blood Asura quickly subdued him and marked his Primordial Spirit with a Demon Seal.

“Alliance Leader!”

Blood Asura re-seated himself on the throne.

Before him, Tu Xiaotian, the leader of Tianyuan and the Lord of Chunqiu all bowed their heads and called out, “Alliance Leader.”

“At present, the Hidden Dragon Pavilion and Zhenyang Sect are in a bloodbath.

It’s a good opportunity to hit the Zhenyang Sect hard.

I will lead the Asura Alliance to lend a hand.

You all go and prepare.”

Once he had finished speaking, Blood Asura turned into a streak of blood and disappeared.

As time passed day by day, the atmosphere of the Desolate Beast Plain had become more and more oppressive.

Although all was calm for the moment, and the Hidden Dragon Pavilion had not stirred, everyone knew that this was just the short-lived tranquility before the storm.

Once the storm truly broke, what the Zhenyang Sect would have to face would be a real blood battle.

Meanwhile, within the Zhenyang Sect, figures like Blood Mad Butcher and others also received the news.

Blood Mad Butcher, Qiu Canfeng, Purple Blood Flood Dragon, Spirit Girl, these four Law Venerables along with Earth Dragon Truth took dozens of Nirvana realm of the hidden strength of the Zhenyang Sect to the Desolate Beast Plain for the decisive battle against the Hidden Dragon Pavilion.

Xing Yu had also secretly headed to the Desolate Beast Plain to prevent any unexpected situation from happening.

After their return from the Refining God Sect, the Supreme Master of Tai Yuan and the Lord of Chunqiu also began to gather their disciples to rush toward the Desolate Beast Plain.

The Jiu Xiao Dynasty.

“Emperor Father, I just received news, the Three Great Forces are moving, each force has no less than 20,000 disciples heading for the Desolate Beast Plain.”

After receiving the news, Jun Wuhui immediately went to Jun Lingtian’s study and told him the news.

“It seems that the Three Great Forces can no longer sit still; they want to seize the opportunity to severely damage the Zhenyang Sect.”

Jun Lingtian had already anticipated this outcome.

Without any hesitation, he said: “There’s no time to lose.

Let’s go to the Desolate Beast Plain and battle the Three Great Forces and Hidden Dragon Pavilion alongside the Zhenyang Sect.”

The Jiu Xiao Dynasty was well prepared.

The moment the Three Great Forces made a move, the Jiu Xiao Dynasty would act immediately.

“Yes!”

Jun Wuhui responded and then turned around to make arrangements.

“This time, maybe…”

After Jun Wuhui left, Jun Lingtian let out a sigh.

He felt completely uncertain.

It would be very difficult for the Zhenyang Sect and the Jiu Xiao Dynasty to deal with the Three Great Forces, let alone the Hidden Dragon Pavilion.

Earlier, the Zhenyang Sect had Long Yan in charge, in whom he had some confidence.

However, this time, without Long Yan, it would be difficult for the Zhenyang Sect to survive this ordeal.

Desolate Beast Plain.

At dusk, the setting sun stretched out the shadows of everything.

While the sunset was beautiful, it was also a reminder that boundless darkness was approaching once its glow disappeared.

In Chiyun City, two figures stood side by side – Long Chen and Zhan Wushuang.

“Do you also lack confidence?”

Long Chen suddenly spoke.

His voice was very soft, only audible to himself and Zhan Wushuang standing nearby.

“If it were just the Hidden Dragon Pavilion, along with the power of the Thunder Clan and the Temple of Beasts, it would be enough.

But it definitely won’t be that simple.”

Zhan Wushuang, despite his sturdy exterior, was no less wise than anyone else.

Although he hadn’t been in the Emperor Domain for long, he knew the situation on the Southern Wasteland Continent like the back of his hand.

The Zhenyang Sect was facing more than just the Hidden Dragon Pavilion.

“Right, if I were part of the Three Great Forces, I would definitely seize this opportunity to deal a severe blow to the Zhenyang Sect.”

Long Chen and Zhan Wushuang had similar thoughts – they both suspected that the Tai Yuan Palace, Refining God Sect, and Chunqiu Sect would intervene and join the Hidden Dragon Pavilion against the Zhenyang Sect.

“Once the Refining God Sect, Chunqiu Sect, and Tai Yuan Palace step in, the Jiu Xiao Dynasty will definitely not sit by idly.

But the power of the Jiu Xiao Dynasty can only deal with one of the three great forces.

The rest of the forces would be barely held off by the Temple of Beasts and the Thunder Clan.

The Hidden Dragon Pavilion will definitely be prepared, so the situation we’re facing is even more critical.”

Although the Zhenyang Sect had mobilized the power of the Temple of Beasts and the Thunder Clan, their power was only enough to deal with the Three Great Forces along with the Jiu Xiao Dynasty.

As for the Hidden Dragon Pavilion, they could only rely on the power of the Zhenyang Sect itself.

But in the upcoming battle, the Hidden Dragon Pavilion would surely receive more support from the Burial Sky Church, leaving the Zhenyang Sect with an extremely grim situation.

“No matter what, with Third Brother not here, we have to shoulder this burden for him.”

With a deep breath, a razor-sharp glint rose in Long Chen’s eyes.

Zhan Wushuang and Long Chen had the same thought.