Chapter 8: The Alliance of Three Tribes

  But as Luo Yu established the Demon Sect in the Western Regions, at this time, the Primordial Continent had also reached the end of its quantitative cycle. Ordinary people from the three pre-heavenly tribes had already died more than half, and many powerful experts had fallen. Each tribe was left with only two or three late-stage Golden Immortals. Although the tribal leaders' cultivation broke through to the quasi-saint realm after this period of time, this couldn't be compared to the losses suffered by the three tribes. Moreover, it wasn't their own doing that led to their breakthrough in cultivation, but rather a chess piece dropped by Heaven's Way to balance the direct gap between the three tribes and the Western Demon Sect.

  Luoye's Western Demon Sect is also gathering its demon followers, preparing to launch a massive attack on the Hongyuan Continent, aiming to win in one battle and determine the master of the continent.

  Recently, a group of powerful beings arrived at the East Sea Dragon Palace. The leaders were Hongyuan Daoist, Qiankun Old Ancestor, Qingtian Old Ancestor, Cangtian Old Ancestor and others. There were also Kunpeng, Red Cloud Daoist and others. These people were either Chaos Gods or transformed from Pangu's essence. Among them, some had obviously broken through Daluo and advanced to Quasi-Saint.

  A group of people flew directly to the East Sea Dragon Palace on a cloud. On the way, there were also dragon clans who came to stop them, but unfortunately, even the lowest cultivation among the group was a Daluo Golden Immortal, and their heavy aura made the dragon clan members' spirits shaken before they could even fly out of the sea surface, causing their internal powers to fall due to being uncontrollable. The area above the East Sea within a radius of thousands of miles was calm without any waves, with the entire sea surface as still as a mirror. The aura of several quasi-saints and Daluo Golden Immortals was not something that ordinary dragon clans could contend with. The leader, Hong Jun Dao Ren, looked at the people behind him with a glance, but didn't say much. This trip was to intimidate, and it wasn't without reason.

  When I arrived at the top of Dragon Palace.

  "Please, Ancestral Dragon, come out to meet us." The old ancestor of the Cangyun clan was actually inviting the Ancestral Dragon. As soon as the old ancestor spoke, a ripple spread towards the bottom of the East Sea and instantly, the Dragon Palace thousands of miles away under the sea surface also heard it.

  "Hmm!"

  At this time, several voices sounded simultaneously in the Dragon Palace, but unfortunately, Shen Nian saw a line of people's cultivation and aura on the surface of the sea, and did not make another sound.

  But in a moment, a Taoist appeared on the surface of the sea, with a square eye and straight eyebrow, and a face that seemed to have an infinite aura of majesty. This person's sudden appearance did not give people a sense of abruptness, but rather gave people a feeling of having existed here since ancient times.

  While Hongyun, Kunpeng and others saw this, their eyes were all slightly narrowed, and they looked at the suddenly appearing Ancestral Dragon with a hint of seriousness. It was clear that they had not noticed how the Ancestral Dragon appeared. Only Hongjun, as well as some of the Primordial Divine Demons, still did not change their expressions, clearly having some awareness.

  "I ask you all, what brings you to my East Sea Dragon Palace?" The Turbid Dragon Daoist swept his gaze over the crowd, discovering that among them were four quasi-saints, and the rest were also of the Great Luo Golden rank. However, not having entered the quasi-saint realm himself, the Turbid Dragon didn't take them seriously, instead frowning at Hong Jun and asking.

  While beside Red Cloud Qunpeng and others were frowned by Turbid Dragon, they felt a dizziness, their minds slightly shaken, the original external momentum no longer existed, and the sea surface was again turbulent. Several people in their hearts were all shocked, fearing Turbid Dragon's deep cultivation.

  The Ancestral Dragon saw this and said, "I am the poor Daoist Tianya. We have come to ask the Ancestral Dragon to lay down his arms and join forces with us to resist the invasion of the Western Demon Sect into Hongyuan. After the decisive battle with the Western Demon Sect, whether your three tribes will fight or make peace is up to you to decide."

  Turmoil Dragon's face turned purple with rage upon hearing the news that his nine sons were all killed, and yet the person who came to inform him was telling him to put aside his anger and work together to resist the Western Evil Sect. It was simply too much for him to bear. However, Turmoil Dragon was also intimidated by the many powerful experts present, so he didn't erupt in anger on the spot, but his tone was somewhat stiff.

  "Hmph, the hatred of killing one's child cannot be shared under the same sky. You all quickly leave, and I, Turbid Dragon, will act as if we have not met recently. As for stopping the war, don't mention it again. How can it be as simple as you say, to stop just by saying so?" As he spoke, a hint of extreme sorrow flashed in Turbid Dragon's eyes, but his tone grew angrier and angrier, until he finally roared out loud.

  Hong Jun and the others saw a flash of sorrow in Huang Long's eyes, and silently sighed. The old ancestor of Cang Tian slowly said, "Does the Ancestral Dragon know who killed your nine sons?"

  "Hmm?" Donglong heard this and was slightly startled in his heart, thinking briefly in his mind with a hint of speculation.

  "Could it be that the Dragon Lord has realized that the children of the Phoenix and Qilin clan leaders were all assassinated at the same time, and wasn't it the Dragon Lord who gave the order to kill them?"

  "At that time, the three tribes only had some minor disputes. How could the chiefs of the other two tribes order the assassination of the son of Zhu Long, and even if they did, how could they leave such a big clue for the Taoist friends to detect? Could it be that Zhu Long didn't suspect anything?"

  "What benefits will anyone gain from the internal strife of the Three Clans of the Primordial Chaos?"

  The old ancestor of the Azure Sky spoke in a string of words, rendering the Muddy Dragon speechless. At this time, the Muddy Dragon was also suspicious of the intentions of the three tribes. After all, at that time, the three tribes were only on the periphery and had some contradictions, how could they assassinate their own children? Moreover, if they wanted to reduce the strength of the dragon tribe, they could have gone to assassinate the elders of the tribe, why do it this way?

  The more Murky Dragon thought about it, the more he wanted to kill. He was actually set up with a full set, and his own nine sons were just pawns. Suddenly, the East China Sea was shrouded in a killing aura, and thousands of miles of sea surface suddenly froze into ice blocks. The people on the sea surface only felt a chill all over their bodies, and then they stared at Murky Dragon in shock, who was emitting a killing aura all over his body.

  "How did you know this?" After a moment of silence, Huang Long stared at Cang Tian Lao Zu and asked in a rough voice. At this time, Huang Long already believed what Cang Tian Lao Zu said, he just wanted to confirm it again with words.

  "Ah, I and fellow Taoist friends have investigated extensively. In conjunction with the series of major changes between your three tribes, we have come to a conclusion. Fellow Taoist Zhu Long should know that the Western Demon Cult's leader Luo You has a secret technique to confuse people's minds. What happens next, Fellow Taoist Zhu Long should also understand, right?" said Old Ancestor Cang Tian.

  "Hmph, you're too late to the party. My dragon clan has suffered a devastating loss, with only one in ten remaining. Now you come here trying to be a good person? The three clans are now irreconcilable. What's the point of saying these things now?" The turbid dragon's words made the surrounding powerful beings feel awkward, but they were all old guys who had cultivated for hundreds of millions of years, and their faces were already as tough as indestructible spiritual treasures that even a pre-heavenly spiritual treasure couldn't penetrate. After a slight moment of awkwardness, they all regained their usual dignified composure.

  "Hmph, fine. Let's go with what was just discussed. We'll settle the old scores between our three clans after the war with the Western Demon Cult is over." The two words 'old scores' were spoken in a deliberately raised tone, clearly hinting at something else.

  "Indeed, Daoist friend is a man of great justice! We thank you for your understanding. Please be assured that once we eliminate the Western Demon Sect, the grudge between you and the Phoenix and Qilin clans will not be interfered with by us. You can rest assured." Seeing Turbid Dragon's agreement, Old Ancestor Cangtian was overjoyed and hastily made a promise.

  Others nodded in agreement, they originally didn't think of intervening in the affairs of the three clans, but with the demonic sect's invasion, it seemed to be sweeping across the entire Honghuang, if they waited until Honghuang was almost occupied by Luoyi before forming an alliance, then it might be too late, and by that time, they might not even have a foothold left.

  As for the muddy dragon's statement about not interfering with the three clans, it's no big deal. Most of them are cultivators who focus on their own practice and have no desire for power in the vast wilderness. Besides, after this great war, what the situation will be like in the vast wilderness is still hard to say, so naturally there won't be any opinions about it.

  "I hope all of you can put your words into action, and of course, I will also keep my promise to you. For the time being, I will temporarily give up on the war against the Phoenix and Qilin clans, and go all out to deal with the invasion of the Western Demon Sect." Huáng Lóng replied. From this point on, the alliance between the three clans was successful, and they began to jointly resist the invasion of the Western Demon Sect.

  At this time, Li Feng was still continuing his 'plundering' career. He also knew that those powerful beings went to find the three clans to prepare for a united resistance against the Demon Sect. However, he didn't have the qualifications to go even if he wanted to now.

  Li Feng's current cultivation is only in the middle of the Mahayana Golden Immortal, although he is considered a superior among ordinary members of the three clans, but compared to those who have been practicing since the Chaos Era and after the Opening of Heaven, he can only be considered a relatively large small shrimp.

  The Desolate World is not much different from his previous world, where the most important things for people were money and power; while in the current Desolate World, the most important things are cultivation and spiritual treasures. Therefore, before he has the ability to protect himself, he still needs to keep a low profile.

  Others wouldn't care what kind of Pangu Yuanshen you are, as long as you have great merit. If someone is determined to kill you even if it means turning into ashes, who can you reason with? It's the same with people from previous lives who had power, influence and wealth - what they fear most is those who don't care about their own lives.

  Li Feng was thinking about the final battle of the upcoming calamity, he knew that the three tribes had thoroughly declined in this war, and many innate gods and demons had also fallen in this war. The biggest winner was his future teacher, Hong Jun.

  "Ah, looks like I can only continue with my old profession and go to the battlefield to muddle through. So many people have gone, but in the end, it seems that less than ten people will survive. What a huge sum of money from all those dead people... ... ... ... ... ... ..." As he thought about it, Li Feng started daydreaming again, drooling all over the floor. After a while, he came back to his senses and began to plot. How could he maximize his own benefits?

  After the Three Clans Alliance was formally established, the people of the three clans, along with a large number of powerful scattered cultivators, officially began their great war against the Western Demon Sect. The final battle of the Great Calamity is about to arrive...

  Division

  (That's all for now, probably just this much for today. Thank you everyone for your support.)