Chapter 913: Chapter 635: All Realms War (Monthly Ticket at the Start of the Month)
"This isn’t very wise. The Divine Alliance’s reputation in the Three Thousand Realms is atrocious..." Wan Shui Venerable Sovereign sighed.
Heluoyu (He Luoyu) nodded.
He continued:
"Second, continue betting on Tianxia. Lu Chenzhou may have perished prematurely, but isn’t there still the Cangtian Dragon King? It’s still a civilization with great prospects."
"Cangtian Dragon King? He’s like a mythical dragon—hard to find or trace, and far too young. Who knows when he’ll reach the Third Step." Wan Shui Venerable Sovereign replied.
Heluoyu said:
"That is why you must fight for time for Tianxia, and give Cangtian Dragon King ample room to grow."
"And how do I fight for it?"
"Declare war on the Divine Alliance. Attack the Flame Bright Great World, break into the Flame Bright Realm Forbidden Zone, do whatever possible to stop Yan Ming Realm Venerable from stepping into the Third Step. Remember, a Third Step World Venerable can already wield a significant portion of an incomplete Divine Artifact’s power; if they’re willing to pay the price, they can even unleash force nearly approaching a demigod’s. Right now, in the Three Thousand Worlds, no one can contend with that."
"Declare war on the Flame Bright Realm?"
Wan Shui Venerable Sovereign’s expression changed dramatically.
This was a road he had never imagined walking.
Among the Eight Great Divine Clans, the strongest overall is the Featherd Clan. Water Realm is only second, with only a slight edge over third-place Xuanshan Realm. You could say among the Eight Great Divine Clans, there is one dominant power and several strong contenders.
"Water conquers fire. As long as Yan Ming hasn’t reached the Third Step yet, Water Realm should be able to delay things for quite a while; once he crosses over, you retreat to Water Realm, activate the Boundary Protection Array, and hold the line until either we or Tianxia Civilization produces a Third Step to confront Yan Ming."
Heluoyu’s tone was calm. But Wan Shui Venerable Sovereign understood the peril within. A single misstep here, and the Sea Dominating Royal Family would truly fall into eternal damnation.
"To curry favor with the Divine Alliance, or to break the cauldrons and sink the boats? I can’t make this decision for you. Consider it yourself. Judged by foundations, the former is more rational."
Heluoyu’s figure faded away.
Wan Shui Venerable Sovereign pressed his forehead, lost in thought.
It’s too difficult. He knew Tianxia Civilization had more potential, but in truth, potential is not strength. Before it grows, everything is but illusion. Lu Chenzhou’s death was a stark example.
But to curry favor with the Divine Alliance?
Isn’t that just a slap to his own face?
Previously, he had just made overtures to Tianxia.
Now he’d have managed to offend both sides.
"My Lord, I have urgent news to report!"
A Sea Clan scout fell to his knees.
"Speak."
"Lu Chenzhou isn’t dead. He escaped the pursuit of the Heavenly Gu Daoist and Achilles, and seems to have broken through the Eighth Realm, killed Achilles in turn. Not long ago, we also heard that the Shadow Kill Clan was exterminated."
"What?"
Wan Shui Venerable Sovereign’s eyes brightened.
"Is this true?"
"It’s true."
"Investigate further and report back, pay close attention to the Divine Alliance’s situation in the Mystic Sky Realm, and update me promptly."
Wan Shui Venerable Sovereign let out a long breath.
It’s good he’s alive.
"Achilles possessed an incomplete Supreme Treasure. Though at the First Step, his difficulty was no less than a Second Step. For Lu Chenzhou to kill him means he’s already not below Second Step, maybe even near the Third—he must’ve broken through the Eighth Realm. Tianxia has great hope."
Wan Shui Venerable Sovereign began to analyze and imagine.
He summoned Bodong and Nami.
"Father, what’s the matter?"
"Gather the army. Prepare the realm-breaking flying ships. We’re launching an expedition against our old opponent."
Wan Shui Venerable Sovereign said, relaxing somewhat.
He realized he had been too hesitant. In the Great Destruction Era, one needs a break-the-cauldrons spirit. Instead of waiting for the gods to revive and dying a slow death, better to risk everything to aid Tianxia fully. Let’s see how far those people can go before the end arrives.
He knew.
The outcome would likely be failure.
But at least he tried, and would have no regrets.
"Expedition to Flame Bright Great World?"
Bodong’s face changed dramatically.
What kind of play is this?
The strongest two clans in the Three Thousand Worlds are about to go to war—this will spark another multiverse war?
"Just prepare in secret. I have a Secret Treasure, enough for a covert march and sudden strike at Flame Bright."
Wan Shui Venerable Sovereign’s tone allowed no dissent.
...
Elsewhere.
Green Light Realm Venerable, Cold Realm Venerable, and Golden Realm Venerable also received the news of Achilles’s death.
"Two Second Step powerhouses chased down an ordinary Eighth Realm and Lu Chenzhou—and were instead counter-killed? One dead, one fled? That’s too fantastical. Is this truly not fake news? Could it be a Tianxia smokescreen?"
"Let’s watch for now—don’t act rashly. If Lu Chenzhou truly is fine, he must have reached Eighth Realm. Tianxia’s disadvantage against the Divine Alliance would shrink further. Our investment wasn’t wrong."
"But I’ve heard Yan Ming is about to reach the Third Step. If Tianxia can’t birth a Third Step soon, the prospects are grim... We must plan ahead as well. Wan Shui Venerable Sovereign is crazy, daring to launch an expedition against Yan Ming! That’s utterly tearing things apart with the Divine Alliance. He learned nothing from this event—civilization cannot bet everything on a single person."
"Indeed."
The three Realm Venerables all felt Wan Shui Venerable Sovereign was too radical; a single wrong step would leave no way to fix things.
As civilization leaders,
They had to ponder deeply.
...
Within the Ruins Sea.
Myriad Feather Mountain tore through the sky.
Their direction: Mystic Sky.
Spirit Phoenix Dominator stood atop the mountain peak.
"Unbelievable... Achilles is actually dead. Even I, without mobilizing Myriad Feather Mountain, would struggle to destroy Achilles. How did Lu Chenzhou do it? Could he already be stronger than me? Perhaps I’ve underestimated him."
In this period,
A series of powerful Seventh Realm auras rushed from every corner of the Three Thousand Worlds, gathering at Myriad Feather Mountain.
All were strong Phoenix Clan descendants.
Spirit Phoenix Dominator clasped her hands behind her back and said:
"The Divine Alliance is tyrannical and reckless, disregarding the greater good, waging war upon our allies. Today, we will uphold the will of the heavens and help purge the Divine Alliance from Mystic Sky."
Soon after, earth-shaking news spread through the Three Thousand Worlds: the Spirit Phoenix Clan declared war on the Divine Alliance!
...
Ancient Dragon Realm.
Within the Dragon Tomb Forbidden Area, a towering figure, crowned with dragon horns and covered in black scales, walked out wielding a mountain-opening giant axe. He was lord of the Ancient Dragon Realm.
The mightiest of the Dragon Clan today.
All directions saw the arrival of burly figures with dazzling golden eyes. Behind them, faint True Dragon silhouettes could be glimpsed—golden dragons with wings, purple Thunder Dragons, dark green Poison Dragons. All kinds of Daos interwove, causing the entire world to quiver. Far off, even more powerhouses rode colossal dragon heads, flying through the clouds and beyond.
Dragon Tomb Lord slashed with his axe, tearing open a gap in the boundary barrier that stretched ten thousand miles. In the endless Ruin Sea, a magnificent palace floated, radiant and lustrous in ten colors, adorned with thousands of Divine Dragon sculptures and patterns. Exquisitely crafted, majestic as a whole world—this was the Dragon Clan’s Supreme Treasure, the Dragons Palace! Ranked fourth on the Spiritual Weapon List, the unchallenged pinnacle of palace-type treasures. Before it, Aurora Palace was not worth mentioning. Not even the Sun Chasing Palace could compare.
Like the Phoenix Clan’s Myriad Feather Mountain,
Legend has it that dozens of Ancient True Dragon remains converged here, resulting in the birth of this Miracle Treasure within the Dragon Tomb.
The Ancient Dragon Lord spoke: "Years ago, the Divine Alliance killed the king of our Void Dragon Clan, then tried to frame the Demon Race. One can keep secrets from the world, but not from oneself. My investigation is clear—there is conclusive evidence the Divine Race’s Yin Jiujiao and Fang Xingyu were the perpetrators. Now, as the Forbidden Areas revive, the Divine Alliance goes against the tide of history, inciting pointless civil strife. As former masters of this Universe, it is our duty to restore order across all realms. Children of the Dragon Clan—march with me to Mystic Sky!"
"Kill!"
"Slay the Divine Race!"
Countless Dragon Clan powerhouses roared.
The grudge between the Divine Race and the Dragon and Phoenix True Spirits was ancient, only masked temporarily by necessity. Now that the Divine Court has fallen and the last Divine Race act against the way, the Dragon Clan launches their campaign, with just cause!
The Ancient Dragon Lord felt an intense chill within.
He had always known it was the Divine Alliance who took the Void Dragon Clan’s king, but then, he could not act, and so feigned ignorance.
Now, with Land Army Master having slain Achilles, annihilated the Shadow Kill Clan, and risen to a top-level power in the Three Thousand Worlds, the entire Great Universe had long resented the Shadow Kill Clan, and Tianxia’s name would soon rise to the sky.
The time for total war has come.
...
Dark currents surged in the Three Thousand Worlds.
Water Realm mounted a surprise attack on Flame Bright Realm, while the two Dragon and Phoenix Clans openly declared war on the Divine Alliance.
...
Central Mystic Sky Continent, a mine.
Fang Xingyu sat cross-legged beneath the sky, her breathing causing thousand-mile clouds of crimson to illuminate the heavens.
She appeared calm.
But her heart was never still.
"Achilles is dead."
She herself is not stronger than Achilles.
If Lu Chenzhou came, as a new Eighth Realm, she absolutely wouldn’t be a match. But she didn’t truly believe this news—felt it was Tianxia playing up stories. Maybe Lu Chenzhou narrowly escaped, perhaps even pushed back Achilles, but killed him? Impossible!
Unless her brother, Yan Ming Realm Venerable, took action—among the three Divine Alliance Realm Venerables, all were Second Step, but without Divine Artifacts, could never kill Achilles outright.
Lu Chenzhou was cursed. She’d seen it herself. She didn’t believe he could break the curse so quickly, let alone break through the Eighth Realm—seeing is believing!
This defied all logic.
"I want to see for myself whether Lu Chenzhou has broken through the Eighth Realm. If he can’t even beat me, then it’s proof it’s all rumor." Fang Xingyu’s face was cold as frost.
"Aunt, let’s withdraw the troops."
Fang Bifan advised from the side.
He knew—the news was true.
"Don’t worry. I just want to face Lu Chenzhou—if I’m not his match, I won’t await death sitting here. If I truly want to escape, even Lu Chenzhou can’t keep me."
Fang Xingyu replied.
Fang Bifan felt powerless within.
He asked his aunt to withdraw entirely on the Witch’s instructions. The Witch did not want Fang Xingyu to present herself to Lu Chenzhou as an offering.
But his aunt wouldn’t listen. There was nothing he could do.
Buzz!
A Thunder silhouette descended upon the mine.
"The Dragon Clan and Phoenix Clan have declared war on us too. They’re already heading to Mystic Sky. Let’s retreat. Damn those True Spirit Clans, always switching allegiances. They didn’t dare act before, but at the first news Lu Chenzhou killed Achilles, they’re scrambling to show loyalty. We must endure for now and wait for your brother to break through."
Thunder Realm Venerable sighed.
Fang Xingyu clenched her teeth.
"Fine! Retreat."
How did it come to this?
Not long ago, things were going so well.
The tides of fate truly change unpredictably.
"But what we can’t have, neither will Tianxia. Destroy the main Mystic Sky lode."
Thunder Realm Venerable said flatly.
Just as he finished, a voice sounded.
"How could the Divine Race sink to such depravity?" A disappointed voice came. A white-robed figure descended from the void—it was Lu Chenzhou.
He stood alone at the edge of the sky.
Thunder Realm Venerable’s eyes narrowed, and instantly a dangerous aura surged as he said in a chilling tone:
"Lu Chenzhou, don’t think that killing Achilles means you can defeat the two of us."
Lu Chenzhou solidified a nine-colored long spear in his right hand.
"I would like to try."