Lingzhang

Chapter 796 The Unfinished Deal

Whispering softly.

The Lion King blinked, and in an instant, the sorrowful expression on his face as he sat on the ancient battlefield watching the battle situation deteriorate vanished.

Electric light surged deep within its pupils.

Pure wisdom shone brightly in his eyes once more.

Then, the Lion King subtly swept across the ancient battlefield, or more precisely, across the battle lines of the two races, and swept his gaze over the top-tier Venerable Kings who were stationed there.

It was confirmed that no one had focused their attention on them in the short term.

The Lion King then subtly drew the demonic glow and mist from the rear of the demon army's front, causing it to naturally swirl around him and obscure most of his figure.

However, if an outsider were to look at it, they could clearly see the massive silhouette of the lion king lying prone in place.

Such partial concealment makes it the least likely to attract attention.

After doing this.

Only then, shrouded in mist, did the Lion King reveal a beam of demonic lightning between his brows, which slammed down on the blood-red lotus-shaped royal edict.

The thunder struck, but there was no explosion, and the jade pendant did not shatter.

On the contrary.

The King's Decree, which had been trembling and humming, was activated in that instant.

It floated there peacefully, no longer trembling, but gently radiating a constant blood-jade luster.

The Lion King had clearly sensed the active projection of some kind of Daoist aura.

So it used its demonic power to wrap its own thoughts and send them away.

"How strange, truly how strange."

“In previous years, I have also received messages from your human ancestors and kings who tried every means to send them.”

"But there have been far fewer in recent years."

"At this juncture, your King Lingye is stationed at the border of the Dao Alliance, his prestige reaching far and wide. As a result, the bloody battles on this ancient battlefield are increasingly being won by your human race."

"At such a critical juncture, what is there for you, a coward who hides his face and hides his tail, to have to say to me, the king?"

How can I trust you?

The instant the Lion King's voice was transmitted, the same voice emerged from that Daoist aura.

"Am I having a conversation with the Holy King, the ancestral king of the demon race?"

"If you didn't know better, you'd think he was some kind of bookish schoolteacher from the Dao Alliance!"

"What does Yue Hanzhang's far-reaching prestige have to do with you?"

What does it matter to you if I hide my face?

"Are there some things that can only be said to each other based on trust?"

"All you need to know is that your demon race is about to lose this bloody battle, this bloody battle that will determine the future rise and fall of the two races. If nothing unexpected happens, this is an inevitable fact!"

"And at such a critical moment, someone hands you a royal decree, aren't you going to listen to what that person has to say?"

"What if it works!"

Upon hearing this.

Even though the Lion King prided himself on his exceptional intelligence, he was somewhat emotionally disjointed at this moment.

It remained silent for several breaths before slowly speaking again.

"Then... what advice do you have, Your Excellency?"

I don’t know if it’s an illusion.

When that voice rang out again, the Lion King felt that the man's tone had become somewhat deeper.

"I wouldn't call it guidance, I just want to complete the deal I had with the Ape King!"

As soon as the words were spoken.

The Lion King's aura suddenly changed dramatically.

"Wang Xiaoyu's secret technique was also yours... You killed the Ape King?!"

A sneer came from the other side.

"You beast, you're starting to talk like a human being."

"I already said it's just a transaction."

"The Ape King was incompetent and died at Yue Hanzhang's hands. You're saying I killed the Ape King? Am I Yue Hanzhang?"

"It didn't even manage to complete the terms of the deal we agreed on."

"On the contrary, I am merciful and willing to continue the trade with the demon race, disregarding past grievances."

"Furthermore."

"Fine, even if I indirectly caused the death of the Ape King."

"It has already died and turned into a pile of dregs, a pile of ashes and dust."

"But the demon race still exists!"

"Think about it carefully, think about the decline of the demon race in the ancient battlefield."

"Think back to the monstrous sea of ​​blood that Wang Xiaoyu stirred up on the horizon back then!"

"He also died at the hands of Yue Hanzhang."

"But that's because only a handful of the Wang family of Xiguan could become ancestral kings in each generation. Over the generations, the amount of blood and mist that could become Wang Xiaoyu's foundation and resources was ultimately limited."

"But your demon race is different; your clan is so large that there are countless descendants."

"Such a promising secret technique, do you want it or not?"

Upon hearing this at this moment.

The Lion King's gaze fell upon the ancient battlefield.

Just at this moment.

The third person, Yue Hanzhang's Daoist companion, draped in a nine-dragon gauze robe, roamed freely in the ancient battlefield.

Compared to Huang Zhishu and Jiang Lingxiu, who embarked on the new path of cultivation of the Zhuxiang School, the supreme achievements of the Nine Yin and Nine Yang Eighteenfold are manifested in their beastly forms and various extraordinary powers.

It represents a multi-dimensional and comprehensive improvement, but it also means that no single area stands out exceptionally.

But the third one, Sang Mingqiong, who wore a nine-dragon gauze robe, was different. She was a pure cultivator of the Myriad Laws School.

Moreover, to be honest, even among the cultivators of the Wanfa School, Sang Mingqiong's path of "Forging Laws and Crafting Heaven" is a typical example of extreme and unorthodox methods.

Not to mention.

Sang Mingqiong was now cultivating the supreme thunderous power of the Nine Yin and Nine Yang techniques into her physical form, spirit, and Daoist foundation.

All of them were the classic books of the [Casting Techniques of Heaven and Earth] lineage that Yue Hanzhang had obtained from the Sang family in Wuzhou. They had then undergone self-iteration and sublimation in his mechanical mind, reaching an unparalleled level of achievement that could not be improved upon!
Wearing such a nine-dragon gauze robe is almost equivalent to making Sang Mingqiong stride forward even more wildly on her already outstanding path of thunder!

This is a realm that has never been explored by anyone since ancient times in the entire path of "casting techniques and craftsmanship"!

The limits of its own casting method!
And the fruits of the efforts of eighteen sages who forged the ultimate method of thunder!
Sang Mingqiong, who was originally one of the most amazing "stationary artillery turrets" of the Beihai Tiandu lineage, has taken the posture of stationary output to the extreme.

The thunderous rain that crashed down on the entire battle line made Sang Mingqiong's figure appear as if she were a blazing sun, so bright that even its light could pierce through the barrier of the starry sky!

The prestige of Yue Hanzhang's Nine Dragons Gauze Robe reached an unprecedented peak when embodied by Sang Mingqiong!
Could the Ancestral Saint King withstand the onslaught of such refined thunderous power, which was now impossible to count?
The Lion King was very confused about this question.

After the confusion comes shock, despair, and even fear.

But after such an emotional surge, the Lion King couldn't help but wonder how that person could so powerfully enhance his physical and spiritual essence and his foundation in Taoist magic.

What about my Holy Clan?

Can my Holy Race find a similar method of improvement?
Even if it's like drinking poison to quench thirst.

Even if it's not as perfect as the human race's.

Naturally.

The blood-red waves that Wang Xiaoyu had once raised far away on the horizon inevitably surfaced in the Lion King's mind.

gradually.

In such reflection and recollection.

The Lion King's eyes were no longer as clear and filled with pure wisdom as they had been at the beginning.

Instead, it gradually became partly consumed by greed.

But when it opened its mouth again.

There is still some restraint.

"I do not believe that there is such a thing as a free lunch in this world."

"That Crimson Mist Secret Technique might really be very good."

"But the Ape King failed to do what it promised Wang Xiaoyu, or rather, it failed to do what it promised you."

"But you still have to stick to this deal that was already doomed to fail."

"If we obtain this Crimson Mist Secret Technique, what price will our demon race have to pay?"

Upon hearing this, a clear laugh echoed from within the Taoist chant.

"I suddenly feel that handing this demon race over to you might be more effective than when the Ape King was in charge."

"At least the Ape King didn't think to ask what the price would be."

“I know you won’t feel at ease if I don’t explain things clearly.”

"What you just said is actually correct."

"At this juncture, Yue Hanzhang's prestige has reached far and wide, and even this bloody war between the two races is nearing its final stage."

"This is not good."

"This place is no good at all."

"Therefore, once you obtain the Crimson Mist Secret Technique, once you truly make good use of this Crimson Mist Secret Technique to secretly strengthen the demon race's top combat power and foundation."

"Go do what you'll do after you've grown stronger!"

"After this process, and everything that happens afterward, is already the price you must pay to obtain this Crimson Mist Secret Technique!"

Upon hearing this.

For the first time, the lion king's eyes blazed with an intense, greedy desire.

"Good! Deal!"
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Within the Heavenly Capital Sacred Realm.

An unprecedented operation concerning the "Jiaoyuan Canhe Wedding Dress Method" is gradually drawing to a close.

The clear mountain spring water, melted from the towering glaciers of the northern Xinjiang snowfields, is flowing gently from Yue Hanzhang's fingertips.

Meanwhile, the ruler of the North Sea Kingdom, who has been tirelessly working to strengthen the kingdom, is now dressed in the most magnificent crown and robes, trying his best to speak directly to the most powerful figure in the Dao Alliance, hoping to achieve another import and export trade deal.

On their bodies, on the gauze robes that combined the real and the illusory, three dragon images were appearing on each of them, with the third dragon image slowly solidifying.

After a while.

When the dragon's image of killing intent was fully condensed.

Accompanied by their own long sighs, Yue Hanzhang gently embraced Ye Yishui and Katya.

"People probably think that Mingqiong has reached the limit of the Taoist foundation that the Nine Dragons Gauze Robe can demonstrate."

"But in fact, the two of you are the ones who are most blessed by the foundation of Taoist magic."

"The unique connection between your physical and spiritual origins also makes your Daoist foundations interconnected."

"Others are like water and fire, but you two are like ice and fire, a chaotic whole!"

"Your Taoist foundation is hers, and her Taoist foundation is yours!"

"We have only helped you condense the Three Dragons Gauze Robe to this point. The mutual exchange and the increase in prestige are already no less than those of our predecessors."

"Once you have each condensed the Nine Dragons Gauze Robe... purely considering the enhancement of this technique's foundation, without considering the coordination with other wondrous techniques..."

"I'm not as good as either of you two!"

He sighed with such emotion.

Katya, standing nearby, spoke with a smile, her voice slightly hoarse.

"Then Hanzhang, you need to hurry... The three of them have already shown their prowess, it's time for the two of us to shine too, so that the world knows that your Daoist partner, Yue Hanzhang, is no ordinary person!"

"After such repeated shocks to the ancestral kings, we refuse to believe that the stubborn aristocratic families' cultivators are truly unmoved!"

As soon as the words were spoken.

Yue Hanzhang's gaze suddenly shifted sharply, his [Myriad Manifestations Dharma Eye] filled with the Daoist rhyme of the "Kaiyun True Scripture," looking out over the Sacred Realm.

"No, they've already made their move!"

(End of this chapter)