nyslfriends Chapter 1733 Alliance Measures: The Landscape Will Change!
Chapter 1733 Alliance Measures: The Landscape Will Change!
Soon,
He arrived outside a majestic and solemn hall that exuded an invisible pressure.
The palace gate is engraved with intricate array runes, with a faint spiritual light flowing around it.
The Golden Core Deacon took a deep breath, as if drawing upon enough courage. He stopped, trying to calm his rapid breathing, and carefully straightened his slightly wrinkled clothes, thinking to himself:
"If you want to live, you must be sincere."
By the way, the title needs to be changed too; we can't call him Vice Alliance Leader anymore.
"It must be the leader of the alliance."
After silently organizing his thoughts, the Golden Core Deacon...
Only then did he bow deeply before the heavy, closed palace doors that seemed to separate two worlds, and speak in a voice that was as steady as possible but could not hide its trembling:
"This junior, Zhao Ming, a steward of the Enforcement Hall, requests an audience with the Alliance Leader..."
The voice has not fallen,
A flash of light appeared above the palace doors, and accompanied by a deep, clanging sound of mechanisms, the two heavy doors silently and slowly opened inwards.
It felt as if I was being pushed away by an invisible hand.
Zhao Ming, the Golden Core steward, felt a tightness in his heart. He quickly composed himself and cautiously stepped into the hall.
The interior of the hall was dimly lit, with the towering dome seemingly connecting to the starry sky, and the surrounding walls inlaid with luminous pearls that emitted a soft yet cold light.
Deep within the main hall, on a high platform carved from a single piece of cold jade, sat a figure.
The man was dressed in a purple-gold cloud-patterned robe. His face appeared to be middle-aged, yet he possessed a dignified air that suggested he had experienced many vicissitudes. His eyes seemed to hold the illusion of stars fading as they opened and closed, exuding an aura of authority without anger.
He simply sat there quietly, as majestic as a mountain, and an invisible, overwhelming pressure spread out, causing Zhao Ming, who had just entered the hall, to feel his breath catch in his throat, as if he were carrying a thousand-pound burden.
From the high platform came a calm, unwavering voice, yet one that contained an undeniable power, like an icy spring dripping into a frigid pool:
"What was the result of the matter I entrusted to you for investigation?"
The sound wasn't loud, but it struck Zhao Ming's heart like a heavy hammer.
His body trembled almost imperceptibly, and he fell to his knees with a thud, his forehead striking the cold jade floor hard, his voice filled with barely suppressed fear:
"Disciple...disciple has failed in his duties!"
Instead of curbing the spread of rumors, they have only intensified!
"This disciple deserves to die a thousand deaths; I beg the Alliance Leader to punish me!"
Before he finished speaking,
An overwhelming and terrifying force suddenly descended!
The vice leader, seated on the high platform, didn't even raise his hand; his sleeves merely seemed to flutter slightly without any wind.
"Oh!"
A deep, resounding thud echoed through the hall.
As if struck by an invisible giant hammer, the Golden Core Deacon Zhao Ming was sent flying backward without any resistance, crashing heavily into a solid palace pillar several feet away!
He felt his internal organs shift instantly, a sweet taste rose in his throat, and he spat out a mouthful of bright red blood, staining the ground and his clothes in front of him.
The intense pain and chaotic spiritual energy caused his vision to go black, and he almost fainted.
On the high platform, the calm voice suddenly turned cold, like a chilling wind from the depths of hell:
"waste!
You can't even handle this small task I assigned you?
They can't even find the source?
What use are you to me then?!
The chilling killing intent was so palpable that it made Zhao Ming feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave.
He endured the excruciating pain and churning blood, struggling to his feet. Not daring to wipe the blood from his mouth, he knelt again, his voice hoarse and urgent as he explained:
"Reporting to the Alliance Leader!"
This disciple...this disciple dares not slacken in the slightest!
In the past six months, the speed at which rumors have spread has far exceeded expectations!
The disciples of the Enforcement Hall have mobilized all their forces, patrolling day and night, and have already arrested and interrogated no fewer than a hundred people who spread the message!
However... however, the results of the interrogation were shocking!
He continued, panting:
"Most of those arrested are just low-level rogue cultivators or disciples of small sects. They... they are just repeating what others have heard!"
We have no idea where the initial message came from!
Following the clues they provided, the disciples investigated further and discovered...
Those activists who initially spread the rumors vanished without a trace, as if they had evaporated into thin air!
All leads have been completely exhausted, making it impossible to trace the source any further!
Zhao Ming raised his head, his face showing both fear and certainty:
"Our leader is wise!"
This is no coincidence!
This is clearly a meticulously planned and purposeful scheme!
There must be some force secretly pulling the strings behind the scenes, perhaps even... perhaps even a major sect is involved!
Otherwise, with the Immortal Alliance's extensive intelligence network covering the entire world, it's impossible that we wouldn't have been able to find even the slightest clue!
The rumors have now spread like wildfire, and trying to suppress them by force... I'm afraid... I'm afraid it will only backfire, provoking even greater backlash and suspicion!
Hearing this,
The vice leader, seated on the high throne, had his two thick, sword-like eyebrows slowly furrowing on his majestic face.
He remained silent for a moment, his deep eyes gleaming as if he were rapidly weighing the pros and cons.
Zhao Ming's words reflected his own judgment.
Forcibly suppressing rumors is certainly not the best approach in the current situation.
People's hearts are like water; it's better to guide than to block.
The more you forbid discussion, the more obvious it seems, and the more it will make those already skeptical cultivators even more convinced of the rumors' authenticity.
A thought gradually became clear in his Daoist heart, which had been tempered and refined over countless trials.
His gaze returned to the disheveled and exhausted Golden Core steward below. His gaze was so intense that Zhao Ming felt as if he had been stripped naked and had nowhere to hide.
"I'm giving you one more chance." The vice leader's voice regained its previous calm, yet carried an undeniable command.
"Go and do something."
If this matter is resolved, the previous offense can be forgiven.
If anything goes wrong again... you'll be punished for both offenses, and you know the consequences.
Upon hearing this, Zhao Ming's heart skipped a beat, as if a drowning man had grasped at a straw, and he immediately kowtowed:
"Please give your instructions, Alliance Leader!"
"This disciple will certainly exert all his strength, even unto death!"
The vice-leader's voice echoed in the hall, carrying an air of unwavering confidence in his control of the entire situation:
"Spread the news that 'the Secret Realm of Blazing Fire is about to be born'."
Use every available channel to spread this message to every corner of the cultivation world as quickly as possible.
We must make it the sole topic of conversation in the streets, alleys, teahouses, and taverns!
Make it... a city-wide sensation, known to everyone!
Upon hearing this, Zhao Ming was taken aback at first, then his eyes suddenly flashed with a look of sudden understanding!
Great idea!
The leader is trying to fight fire with fire, using an even bigger "bait" to divert the attention of the entire cultivation world!
The Fire Realm is a legendary blessed land that contains the ancient fire-related heritage and countless rare and precious materials!
Its allure, for cultivators of any level, far surpasses that of a rumor about the "fall of a Nascent Soul cultivator" whose truth is difficult to discern!
Once the news of the secret realm's emergence is confirmed, it will be enough to drive countless cultivators crazy. Who will have the mind to care about those vague rumors?
However… Zhao Ming still had a lingering doubt:
When a secret realm emerges, extraordinary phenomena of heaven and earth will inevitably appear.
If it's just empty talk, how can we gain the trust of those cunning and shrewd people?
If it is revealed to be fake news, wouldn't that further damage the prestige of the Immortal Alliance?
As if seeing through Zhao Ming's thoughts, the vice leader's voice rang out again, carrying a hint of cold mockery:
"rest assured.
Since I've instructed you to release this information, I will naturally make it come true.
The Blazing Inferno Realm... it's time for it to appear in the world.
He paused, then his tone suddenly turned sharp, and a chilling killing intent filled the air:
"When the secret realm is truly opened and the world is watching... if anyone still dares to spread rumors that shake the foundations, such as 'the fall of a Nascent Soul cultivator,' once discovered, no matter who they are or what faction they belong to, the Enforcement Hall will punish them severely without exception!"
"I'd like to see just who... is stirring up trouble behind the scenes!"
"Yes!
Disciple understands!
"This disciple will go and do it immediately, and will certainly not fail the Alliance Leader's trust!"
Zhao Ming's spirits lifted, and despite his pain, he kowtowed deeply once more.
He knew that this was not only an opportunity to redeem himself, but also a chance to make a name for himself in front of the vice leader!
He dared not delay any longer, respectfully bowed and took his leave. Although his steps were still somewhat unsteady, a glimmer of hope had rekindled in his eyes as he quickly withdrew from the suffocating hall.
The heavy palace doors slowly closed behind him, separating the inside from the outside.
On the high platform,
The vice-leader remained unmoved, only his deep eyes gazing into the distant, empty space beyond the hall.
It was as if he had pierced through layers of space and seen the entire cultivation world about to boil over because of the "Separation Fire Secret Realm".
as well as……
Beneath the surface of boiling activity lies an even more turbulent and unpredictable undercurrent.
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In just a few days, a piece of news powerful enough to shake the entire Endless Sea spread like wildfire, leaving no room for secrecy.
The legendary Blazing Realm is about to appear in the depths of the Illusory Star Sea!
The news spread like wildfire, reaching every street corner and alleyway, every market town and immortal city, regardless of cultivation level...
From Nascent Soul elders who had secluded themselves for arduous cultivation to Qi Refining novices who had just begun to grasp the basics, everyone was talking about this matter.
Its rapid spread and wide reach are astonishing.
"good."
At the heart of the Immortal Alliance, a hint of composure, as if he were in complete control of the situation, flashed in Zhao Ming's eyes.
This was precisely the bait intentionally laid out by the Immortal Alliance's vast intelligence network; its operation was highly efficient and its coverage far-reaching.
This silently demonstrates the Immortal Alliance's absolute control over intelligence in the Endless Sea, a power that is far beyond the reach of ordinary forces.
However, the water was soon stirred up even more.
Almost immediately after, the Demon Alliance and the Zhenhai Alliance were not to be outdone, and news of "ancient treasures discovered in a certain underwater ruin" and "a great artifact suspected to have been unearthed on a certain deserted island" spread like wildfire.
For a time, the three major alliances seemed to be vying for power from afar, attracting the attention of all cultivators with a series of tempting "opportunities".
The attention of the entire cultivation world in the Endless Sea was instantly forcibly pulled away from the unsettling rumors of the "fall of a Nascent Soul cultivator" and focused on the secret realms and treasures that were about to open.
The eye of the storm seems to have shifted temporarily.
Similarly, just as the news of the "emergence of a secret realm" and the "discovery of treasures" was spreading like wildfire, almost drowning out all other noises.
The leaders of the three major human alliances, however, did not let their guard down.
The vicious rumors about the fall of the Nascent Soul Venerable were like leeches clinging to their bones, making them feel constantly threatened.
In the shadows, an invisible giant net woven by the three major alliances has been set in motion, with top spies and secret techniques being mobilized to track down the source of the rumors.
The higher-ups were furious and intended to find the mastermind behind it all, make an example of him to deter others, and completely extinguish this evil flame that was shaking the foundations!
Unfortunately, the source seems to be hidden in the deepest shadows, or perhaps all clues have already been cut off.
No matter how hard the three alliances tried and how much resources they invested, it was all for naught, with little to show for it.
The mastermind behind it all was as cunning as a ghost in the deep sea, impossible to find.
the other side.
As the three alliances launched their swift and undisguised investigation, its powerful deterrent effect was immediately apparent.
The rumors about the fall of the Nascent Soul Venerable quickly cooled and subsided, like embers thrown into ice water.
At least in the Endless Sea, the surface turmoil has temporarily subsided.
However, this only extends to the endless sea!
In the vast inland kingdoms of cultivation, the "bad news" that had been forcibly suppressed by the three major alliances...
But like a demon freed from its shackles, it used countless mouths—some curious, some terrified, some with ulterior motives—to transform into a howling gust of wind.
It swept across the country at an astonishing speed!
In less than half a month
The news was no longer a secret.
From bustling markets for cultivating immortality to heavily guarded celestial cities, from teahouses and taverns to trading stalls, and even outside the gates of sects...
The cultivators whispered amongst themselves, and the core of their discussions almost always revolved around those few words—
"The Venerable One of the Divine Transformation has fallen."
For a time,
The news seemed to ignite the entire inland cultivation world, causing unrest and undercurrents to surge.
Xuan Yuan Kingdom, Qingfeng Market.
In a bustling corner of the city, a restaurant called "Drunken Immortal Pavilion" was filled with lively chatter.
What should have been a place for drinking, chatting, and exchanging experiences was now filled with an indescribable sense of anxiety.
In a corner of the hall, several rogue cultivators sat around a table, their faces solemn. Although they tried to keep their voices low, they could not hide their worries.
"Have you heard?" An old Taoist priest with white hair and beard spoke first, his voice trembling slightly.
"The three major alliances of the human race, with top sects from each side stationed in the Forbidden Sea, are led by Nascent Soul Venerables."
It may have already perished!
“I’ve heard so much about it!” a lean man beside him interjected, his brow furrowed.
"The news has been circulating like wildfire!"
Whether it's true or false, nobody can say for sure.
"It's hard to tell if it's real or fake!" another person sighed.
"But there is one point that fellow Daoists will understand upon careful consideration—"
If those Nascent Soul stage masters were safe and sound and had already returned from the Forbidden Sea, how could they allow such unsettling rumors to spread so rampantly?
The fact that no Nascent Soul stage expert has appeared so far is intriguing in itself!
"Alas!" The old Taoist sighed heavily, his cloudy eyes filled with worry.
"I hope this is just a malicious rumor!"
Otherwise, the landscape of the cultivation world is likely to undergo a dramatic and earth-shattering change!
We, the helpless and isolated cultivators, will inevitably be the first to be swept up in the monstrous waves, unable to escape unscathed!
"···"
...(End of this chapter)