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If any top fighters in the world could harness the skills of the Qingzhou
Alliance, theyâd see a boost in their strength by about ten to twenty percent. Much of this was attributed to the relentless dedication of Qin Huai, who seemed tireless in his pursuit of martial arts.
âHas he even turned thirty?â Zhang Youji was awestruck by the realization. Historically speaking, no one matched Qin Huai in his achievements at such an age. Glancing around, he noted the nonchalance of the others â they were all familiar with this fact.
Among them, Zhang Youji was the oldest at sixty years old. The majority were around forty. While he knew his abilities didnât compare to Qin Huaiâs, he felt confident he could match up against the others.
This realization gave him a pang of regret. Had he, a distinguished Dao Child, squandered the prime years of his life? If he hadnât achieved the king realm by now, did that make his efforts negligible?
âOh no, oh noâŠlâm already starting to get anxious.â Zhang Youji shook his head.
Elsewhere, in a corner of the world, the heads of the six royal clans convened. The room was thick with tension and remained silent for a lengthy span.
âWe lost again,â the white tiger clan leader finally declared, dispelling the silence. âWeâve had our setbacks in the past, but this loss is undeniable.â
âThe Sacred Heart Sectâs king has been defeated by the Qingzhou Allianceâs best,â remarked another clan leader. âBut how did two, Qin Huai and Prince Qing Cang, fend off our combined might?â
Interrupting him, the black tortoise clanâs leader added, âWe shouldnât underestimate Qin Huai. We need to view him as a young true emperor.â
Whispers of astonishment filled the chamber. All present were kings, influential figures with the power to shift the balance on the battlefield.
The title of âTrue Emperorâ was one held in reverence and hadnât been spoken in ages. While Qin Huai had been rumored to be worthy of the title, especially following a previous great figureâs demise, no one from the six royal clans had openly acknowledged it until now. But with this public recognition, the dynamics were shifting.
However, the Nine Supremes clanâs leader had a contrasting view. âThe Emperor of Qingzhou of old and todayâs Qin Huai,â he began.
Curious gazes turned his way, eager to hear more.
The Nine Supremes clanâs leader commented with a slight smirk, âQin Huaiâs might is undeniably on par with the legendary Emperor of Qingzhou. Havenât rumors been swirling throughout Qingzhou lately?â
âWhat about the talk of âno rivalry, no conflictâ? I think Qingzhouâs supposed desire to be a haven is merely a ruse and a diversion. Given enough time, the Qingzhou Alliance will effortlessly dominate Great You. Canât the venerable Nine Supremes see through such a simple ploy?â
An uneasy silence blanketed the chamber.
Turning his gaze to the phoenix clanâs Sect Master, the Qiongqiâs leader taunted, âBrother, why the silence? Donât tell me you have the same thoughts as that traitor Purple Flame King?â
The phoenix clanâs leader retorted, âMy clan holds a deep grudge against Qin Huai. The phoenix clan will never forget or forgive. As for Purple Flame, heâs no longer one of us. If our paths cross on the battlefield, Iâll be the one to end him.â
Changing the direction of the conversation, he added, âSpeaking of which, isnât it rumored that the Qingzhou Allianceâs Qin Huai possesses the ancient blood of the Qiongqi? Are you trying to divert attention from this fact?â
âNonsense!â bellowed the Qiongqi clan leader. âWe lost two kings in Qingzhou, which is just as significant as your Phoenix clanâs losses!â
The conversation had shifted to a delicate topic, and the mood grew tenser. The six royal clans had always been on the hunt for Atavism, primarily to enhance their fighting prowess by reclaiming their ancient power and lineage.
Another theory speculated that their inability to achieve the true emperor realm over millennia was due to their transformation into human forms, severing their link to their true potential.
For ages, they had sought ways to reconnect with their ancient origins, and now, whispers of Qin Huai possessing this coveted ancestral blood were rampant, ignited by the Purple Flame Kingâs defection.
Why would a king of his stature switch loyalties to Qin Huai? Raw power couldnât be the only reason. However, if Qin Huai truly had this ancient blood, the kingâs allegiance made sense.
The quandary for the six royal clans was their dwindling faith in overcoming Qin Huai after consecutive defeats. Deploying their entire clanâs might was an option, but external forces like the three sects and the Sacred Heart Sect would not remain passive. Theyâd seize an opportunity to inflict damage.
Moreover, if one could procure this ancestral blood from Qin Huai by merely trading secrets, many might betray the allianceâs strategies, especially if the core troops werenât from their own lineage. This predicament left the six sect leaders deeply troubled.
The white tiger clan leader, who had remained quiet for some time, finally broke his silence, âWeâre at a pivotal point for our six royal clans. If we persist in our indecision and internal strife, our fate might be grimmer than what befell the humans ten thousand years ago!â As his voice rose in intensity, he declared, âQingzhou must fall! Qin Huai must be stopped!â
âI agree!â exclaimed the Qiongqi clan leader, being the first to voice his support.
Seeing this, the others gradually rose and voiced their agreement.
âHow many top-tier warriors can each clan spare without compromising our positions in the battlefields?â inquired the black tortoise clanâs leader.
Responses came in quick succession.
âTwo from my clan.â
âOne.â
âOne.â
âTwo.â
âTwo from the Qilin clan.â
âOne from the white tiger clan.â
âThatâs nine people,â reflected the white tiger clan leader, âThis is thrice the allianceâs strength. We neednât involve our seasoned warriors and elders. The nine kings will embark on this mission.â
âAgreed!â was the unanimous response.
The white tiger clan leader further emphasized, âRegarding the potential betrayal over the ancestral blood, it must be thoroughly investigated.
Eliminate any who come upon this secret!â
And with that, they all vanished from the chamber.
In the desolate North Barren State, Qiong Mou, the head of the Qiongqi clan, was startled awake. He hastily exited his chambers. As he did so, the door was thrust open, revealing a burly figure striding in.
âBig Brother, itâs as we thought!â exclaimed the burly man. Though his physique wasnât as imposing as Qiong Mouâs, his presence was more formidable.
This aura, rooted in ancient times, made Qiong Mou uneasy. âThe ancestral bloodâŠit truly exists,â he murmured, a hint of ambition flashing in his eyes.
The burly man, apprehensive, added, âThe six royal clans have made their decision. Nine of their kings are marching on Qingzhou. We canât let this powerful element fall into the clutches of the other five, especially not the white tiger clan.â
Qiong Mou reassured him, âIâm well aware.â Pausing briefly, he asked, âAre you still in touch with them?â
âCommunication remains open.â
âExcellent. Letâs proceed with our plan. As for their survival, itâll be down to their own abilities.â
A malevolent grin spread across Qiong Mouâs face. Regarding the two Qiongqi kings defeated by Qin Huai, he held no grief. The strong would always dominate the weak.
If they were defeated, it was due to their own inadequacies. This was the underlying rule governing the world of the six royal clans.. đŻđ§đđđđđ«đ·đžđżđđ”.đđžđ¶