The Legend of the Great Desolation: I Am the Fortress

Chapter 178 Negotiate Again
This is a vast, dark space, and in the center of this world floats a throne that is ten thousand feet in size.

On that enormous throne stood a towering figure in black robes.

He was shrouded in a black robe, but his eyes were merely mist, yet those misty eyes seemed to be able to communicate with one's soul. He was the nominal leader of the Infernal Gate, the God-King Buxiu.

The black-robed god-king gently tapped the armrest of his towering throne, the sounds of "thump!" echoing through the dark space.

His misty eyes were incredibly deep, gazing into the endless void with a hint of apprehension.

"Bodhi and Tathagata have truly produced a fine disciple. At the level of a celestial being, he is a pure-blooded three-legged golden crow. He can even control the golden flames of the sun..."

Whenever the God-King taps the armrest of his throne, it signifies that he is deep in thought.

As the only disciple of the king who once ruled the chaotic world of Wujian, since returning to the Three Realms, almost nothing has been able to escape his notice, just like in the story of Bodhi Patriarch's "A Dream of the Three Realms".

Lei Zhan didn't intend to hide it. So he also knew that Lei Zhan had simultaneously become a disciple of both Bodhi Patriarch and Buddha Tathagata.

Of course, if Lei Zhan's second primordial spirit breaks through to the level of a true god or true immortal in the chaos, and his main body breaks through to the level of a first-class true immortal in the world prison...

Because it didn't alert the Heavenly Dao, everything proceeded silently. Even when the Lord of Inner Demons awakened, he wouldn't know about it.

"The golden flames of the sun... not every three-legged golden crow can easily control them! Even I am extremely wary of those terrifying flames," the black-robed god-king said softly.

"It's a pity... Da Meng had been following me since the time of the Boundless Chaos World. Now he has died in the war for the Great World."

The black-robed god-king felt some regret, but that was all. It was impossible for him to personally rescue the Great Dream God.

The power that Lei Zhan unleashed surprised even him.

If he were to personally intervene, not to mention whether the two masters of Lei Zhan, Tathagata and Bodhi, would stand idly by, even if Lei Zhan himself were to unleash the golden flames of the sun to burn him, he would have to flee in panic.

"They're all old rivals. It's a pity that both Uncle-Master Fengmo and Uncle-Master Huanmu are unwilling to fight again. Even Uncle-Master Moshou, who is so fond of fighting, wants to rest and recuperate..."

The black-robed god-king was also somewhat helpless.

Although he was nominally the king of the Wujian Sect and had some True Gods and Dao Ancestors under his command, they were only willing to follow him because he was the only disciple of the Lord of Heart Demons.

Ultimately, the leader of the entire Wujian Sect is still the Lord of Ten Thousand Demons, the Wind Demon who saved countless remaining demons of the Wujian Sect during the ancient war!

Unless his master has a mental demon, he himself, with his power and prestige, cannot instigate a war between the two sides!
However, there is still a concern weighing on their minds.

If Nuwa, who had broken through to the level of a world god, suddenly returned during their great battle, would they... still be able to escape again?
How many will be able to escape by then?

"However, this Lei Zhan, leading the former Zhaixing Mansion lineage, is far too invincible against the Heavenly Gods and True Immortals of my Wujian Sect. Even if we were to bestow upon him the precious Dao Ancestor Puppet... it would probably still be difficult to suppress him."

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"

The crisp tapping sounds rang out again, echoing throughout the dark space.

"Time and space... it's only been billions of years since the last time. How could such a monstrous talent be born on Nuwa's side?" The black-robed god-king frowned, and his figure instantly disappeared from the ten-thousand-foot throne.

The crisp sound still echoed in the space, masking a barely perceptible murmur.

"In a single battle, thirty-five Celestial Immortals of my Wujian Sect were annihilated, and the True God Dao Ancestor was unable to intervene..."

"Uncles Fengmo and Huanmu are unwilling to get involved, but Uncle Moshou... at least he won't stand idly by!"

……

The Three Realms is a mysterious and vast world that was created in the chaos surrounding the Three Realms, and that is attached to the heart of the chaos of the Three Realms.

This vast world, known as the 'Ten Thousand Demons Realm,' is the true lair of the many 'Ten Thousand Demons' who survived the ancient war from the Wujian Sect.

"Rumble~~~"

A massive floating city, with a huge palace spanning a hundred thousand miles, has a floating throne at its highest point.

Beside the throne, the God-King who ruled the entire Wujianmen stood respectfully.

On the throne sat a free-spirited, red-robed, blue-haired giant. He leaned against the throne, propped his chin up, held a wine jug in one hand, and looked up into the void.

The man before them, dressed in a red robe, with flowing blue hair, a large beard, and eyes that faintly glowed with a blue light, was the undisputed strongest and highest-ranking member of the entire Wujian Sect. He was the savior of the entire Wujian Sect—the Lord of Ten Thousand Demons!
"Thirty-seven Celestial Immortals, and they even mobilized seven Celestial Puppet Masters, yet they couldn't even kill one of the opponent's Celestial Immortals?"

“This… that Lei Zhan’s true form is a three-legged golden crow. Not only is its speed comparable to the limit of the Heavenly Dao, but it also controls the solar golden flame at the level of the Ancestral Fire…” The God King shook his head and said, “However… Da Meng, Bi Huan and the others, none of them were killed. They are indeed too useless.”

Although Lei Zhan possessed the golden flames of the sun, he also had the strength of a true god or ancestor.

However, their side's Great Dream Celestial God, Azure Ring Celestial God, and Blood Demon Celestial God are also top-tier Celestial Gods and True Immortals. For example, the Great Dream Celestial God even received his personal guidance for a period of time. When they led the Seven Luminaries Celestial Gods, they all possessed strength comparable to the threshold of True God Dao Ancestors.

You know, even a rabbit will bite off a piece of the enemy's flesh when cornered... but after this great battle, the enemy didn't suffer any losses at all.

The gods and immortals below are inferior to their opponents; even when they negotiate, they lack confidence.

The black-robed god-king respectfully looked at the burly man before him and said, "Uncle-Master Fengmo, I am now in charge of the secular affairs of the Wujian Sect, and I originally wanted to get involved in this matter. However, Lei Zhan's identity is too special..."

"Alright." Fengmo picked up the wine jug, took a sip, and shook his head, saying, "This development is indeed extremely complex. Bodhi is only a hair's breadth away from the strength of an Ancestral God, and Tathagata also possesses the strength of an Ancestral God. However..."

After a long silence, Feng Mo slowly said:

"But if this team continues to compete in the World Championship, it would be really unfair to us."

suddenly.

Wow!
Wow!
A man dressed in purple, carrying a deep purple wooden ruler on his back, appeared. His expression was calm, with a gentle smile on his face.

“Huanmu,” Fengmo nodded.

"Uncle Huanmu," the black-robed god-king greeted him.

"Hmm? The Demon Hand has arrived too?" Master Huanmu looked to the side, where another figure appeared. It was a woman in purple robes wearing shimmering white gloves. As soon as she appeared, she looked around and asked, "They're all here?"

"Is it also for that kid who controls the golden flames of the sun?"

"Uncle-Master Demon Hand, I have come to pay my respects to all of you uncles because of this fortification."

The black-robed god-king bowed obediently to the woman in purple, showing no arrogance befitting the king of the Boundless Gate, acting entirely like a docile little beast.

"It seems you're all paying attention to this kid," the Demon Hand Dao Ancestor said calmly. "He went on a killing spree in the battle of the Purple Cloud Great World, even killing one of my disciples. So, I've come here too. We're here to discuss how to deal with this situation."

“Hmm.” Feng Mo glanced at the Demon Hand Dao Ancestor and nodded. “We were just talking about this. You and Huan Mu arrived at just the right time. However, war… cannot break out over such a trivial matter.”

"I also followed that battle. This breakthrough still didn't exceed the realm of celestial gods and true immortals, it's just that the golden flames of the sun he controlled were a bit too powerful. But it didn't really overstep the rules between the two sides." Huanmu Master also pondered for a moment, and said, "However, with such a monstrous talent on their side, it seems that the rules we agreed upon with Suirenshi, the Three Pure Ones, and Tathagata do indeed need to be changed."

"We need to renegotiate. If things continue like this, there's no point in fighting for the Great World on a small scale," the Demon Hand Dao Ancestor said calmly.

They were the ones who lost the great battle. The losers have nothing to lose. And the fact that Suirenshi and the Three Pure Ones were willing to accept them, not to mention Fengmo and Huanmu Master, even the Demon Hand Dao Ancestor felt a faint sense of gratitude.

Therefore, they were unwilling to disrupt this hard-won peace if they could avoid a final battle.

In reality, both the Three Realms faction and the Boundless Gate faction had already reached a private agreement. Their tacit acceptance of their subordinate celestial beings and immortals vying for control of various great worlds was also intended to create an outlet for the deep-seated hatred between the two sides, allowing the celestial beings and immortals to vent their emotions. This would also be more conducive to future stability.

Another reason is that although they have left behind many true gods and Dao ancestors, they have to pay a price to open up new great worlds.

The cost would be considerable for ordinary true gods and Dao ancestors. Naturally, they could not open up new paths without limit.

Therefore, the three thousand great worlds within the Three Realms, many of which are ownerless, became their targets.

“After that ancient war, neither side wanted to fight again. Now that the entire Three Realms have settled down, they will agree.” Feng Mo glanced at his two powerful leaders and then smiled.

"Then I'll go myself. As for Huanmu and Demon Hand, you two can each send a wisp of divine power avatar to accompany me."

"it is good."

"can."

Huanmu Master and Demon Hand Dao Ancestor exchanged a glance and both nodded.

"As for the lacquer..." Fengmo looked over again, "You go back first. We'll let you know when we've reached a decision!"

"Yes!" The black-robed God-King listened silently, and seeing that his Uncle-Master Fengmo and the others had made their decision in just a few words, he obediently nodded. Without sufficient strength, one naturally wouldn't have that status. He dared not show the slightest emotion.

Wow~~~
The space rippled, and in the blink of an eye, the red-robed, blue-haired giant sitting high on the throne vanished without a trace.

……

Ziyun Grand World.

Inside that enormous palace, the gods of the Star-Picking Palace, including Lei Zhan, Red Snow God, and Silver Moon God, were drinking celebratory wine.

Within this grand hall reside many celestial beings and immortals who originally resided in the Purple Cloud Great World, including the Sumeru Arhat and the Heavenly Wandering Immortal.

This time, their side achieved a great victory, almost wiping out all the gods and immortals in the Purple Cloud Great World. Naturally, it was worthwhile to hold a celebration banquet.

The gods and immortals at the banquet were all incredibly excited.

"Daoist Leizhan."

"Fellow Daoist Lei Zhan!"

"Red Snow".

"Fellow Daoist Silver Moon".

"Red Snow God."

One by one, they came up to greet each other and chat.

Some people who had some acquaintance with the Red Snow God and the Silver Moon God also came over to reminisce.

They all knew very well who deserved the greatest credit for this battle.

In particular, the magnificent golden flames of the sun and the three-eyed demon god composed of the gods of the Star-Picking Palace made the final decision.

It should be noted that both sides have been fighting for thousands of years and have never completely ended this war.

As a result, Lei Zhan led the gods of Zhaixing Palace to victory as soon as they arrived!

"Red Snow, what brings you here? Your Star-Picking Palace has been hidden for billions of years. Now that you've emerged, you've truly made a name for yourself!" The Overturning Sea God smiled and drank a cup of wine, asking curiously.

"Yes! And Silver Moon, aren't you a disciple of the Ancestor? How come you've also joined the Star-Picking Palace lineage?" Luya Celestial God also spoke with a smile.

Tianyou Zhenxian went directly to Yinyue Tianshen and asked, "Yinyue, you said that Fellow Daoist Leizhan is also your junior brother? And also the head of the Zhaixing Mansion lineage? Then what about Sumeru...?"

"Yes." Silver Moon God nodded and smiled, "Junior Brother Lei Zhan did indeed join the Buddhist sect after becoming a disciple of the Ancestor. Even I was quite surprised when I first learned of this."

"Hmm. It seems that another hegemonic force will emerge in the Three Realms once again." Tianyou Zhenxian glanced at the entire hall, filled with emotion.

With just one glance, he discovered that the gods of the Star-Picking Palace were conversing with a group of true immortals.

The main focus of their conversations was with those unburdened celestial beings and immortals.

The purpose behind this is then obvious.

……

(End of this chapter)