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Chapter 628 - 0391 Borrowing the Power of All Living Beings (Seeking Monthly Tickets, Seeking Subscriptions)_2

Chapter 628: 0391 Borrowing the Power of All Living Beings (Seeking Monthly Tickets, Seeking Subscriptions)_2

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It wasn’t long before.

The news that Lu Chenzhou had single-handedly annihilated the Purple Beard Clan’s forces in Chu Country spread to the Barbarian Country.

Fang Ting’s expression changed slightly, feeling a bit uneasy inside.

"The Purple Beard Clan’s 18 experts, all at the late Third Realm and above, not lacking in five-star talent of the Divine Race, were defeated just like that?"

A Featherd Clan member looked serious: "Could it be that Lu Chenzhou has already advanced to the Fourth Realm?"

Fang Ting: "Impossible! In this first round of trials at the Water Mansion, it’s impossible to have any Fourth Realm, it’s a fixed rule."

"But his strength seems somewhat unreasonable. Never heard of anyone in the Third Realm being able to defeat eighteen Divine Race members."

While thirty Featherd Clan experts were discussing, suddenly a powerful aura approached the door.

Fang Ting’s face cooled, he raised his hand, and a crimson bone giant sword appeared, surrounded by the dense aura of the Fire Law.

The hall door opened, and a shadow spread in, transforming into an indistinct figure wearing a crown.

Fang Ting said coldly: "Shadow Kill Clan? What, do you want to go to war with our Red Feather Divine Race? Don’t forget, your ancestors were defeated by Bi Fang’s Divine Might."

The Shadow Kill Clan is the progeny left by the powerful demigod existence [Wangliang].

Within demigods, Wangliang is definitely among the most troublesome, for it conceals itself without a trace and excels at assassination, having established the [Shadow Building] in the Great Wilderness.

In the end, it provoked the fierce deity Bi Fang and was annihilated by this True God, nearly leading Wangliang to perish.

Thus, the grievances between the Featherd Clan and the Shadow Kill Clan have a long history.

The Shadow Kill Clan king smiled: "Ancient stories, not worth mentioning... I’m here to propose a collaboration. An enemy’s enemy is a friend, isn’t it?"

Soon after, a message spread from the Barbarian Country.

The Red Feather Divine Race held a grand banquet in the Barbarian Country, inviting trialists from all over the world.

Anyone willing to befriend the Divine Race, the Red Feather Divine Race and Shadow Kill Clan, the two top clans, can guarantee their successful advancement to the next round.

In this recruitment of allies, spots are limited; first-come, first-served with priority to the capable.

At this news, trialists were in an uproar.

...

In the blink of an eye.

Another month passed.

Within the scroll, there were still sixty thousand trialists.

After dealing with the Purple Beard Clan, Lu Chenzhou was not in a hurry to head north.

He had to admit, the Featherd Clan people were very good at playing tricks.

They actually marched under the banner of the Divine and recruited over ten thousand people to form a super alliance, attempting to unite against external forces in the final big melee.

As long as they cleared the field of others, they, over ten thousand strong, would naturally advance.

Other trialists, without the strong call of Divine progeny like the Featherd Clan, couldn’t form relatively stable alliances in the short term.

Until now, the spirit of the Water Mansion had not come out to stop it.

This indicated that it was within the permissible range of the rules.

...

This day.

In a remote part of Chu Country, shrouded by clouds and mist.

More than thirty figures quietly gathered on a small island in the heart of a lake, survivors from the Xia Realm.

Lu Chenzhou opened his eyes and asked, "Are there only thirty cultivators from the Xia Realm left?"

An older Martial Artist named Chen Liuxiang, at the peak of the Third Realm, sighed: "The Shadow Kill Clan seems to be able to sense each other’s positions through bloodline. Shortly after arrival, they gathered. This old man was hunted for two months, escaping alive through a chaotic battle. The Xia Realm friends with me suffered heavy casualties."

Chen Liuxiang was the strongest among those who hadn’t achieved Enlightenment, also ranked 42nd on the Earth List, having gathered the Heaven-reaching Immortal Armor.

He was already 180 years old; if he didn’t fight once, he would have no hope of becoming a Grandmaster.

Another fighter also said: "We originally had a team of more than a dozen, but encountered the Shadow Kill Clan. Except for me, everyone else was captured alive."

Other Xia Realm Martial Artists also looked exhausted, covered in injuries.

Chen Liuxiang looked at Lu Chenzhou, indignant:

"As far as I know, the participating Divine Race in this trial are all four-star talent at minimum, equivalent to minor Demon Kings in the Human World, or our Da Xia Martial Arts geniuses.

Their comprehension, ordinarily, could advance directly. The four top Divine Races, the Sea Dominating Royal Family, Ice Spirit Clan, Green Light Divine Race, and Ancient Stone Clan, all advanced directly. The Featherd Clan, Purple Beard Clan, and Shadow Kill Clan intentionally stayed to participate in the Battlefield of All Souls, just to intercept you, Chenzhou."

"They fear your progress, worrying that in subsequent trials, you’ll surpass Fang Bifan and Reks, the top ten seed candidates."

Lu Chenzhou calmly said: "Given the current situation, we must also seek allies, or we’ll be drowned in the last melee by sheer numbers. Tens of thousands of Third Realm experts, all with different abilities, even a Grandmaster would find a frontal confrontation a dead end."

Chen Liuxiang remarked: "Most of the transcendent races have now cast their lot with the Featherd Divine Race, leaving some Mortal Clans from the Three Thousand Worlds to fight independently."

A fighter sighed: "The average strength of those transcendent races is too strong. Those of us with average talent from Mortal Clans who remain here."

Lu Chenzhou: "Do not be discouraged. In the remaining forty thousand Mortal Clans, as long as we can gather half, we have hope of contending with the Divine Race."

Chen Liuxiang: "That’s just the tough part; many Mortal Clans are hiding everywhere, waiting to sit back and watch the tigers fight, hoping to slip through the net."

Lu Chenzhou:

"Next, Mr. Chen will go to Chu Country to find the Princess, and others will spread the word in other major gathering places, saying... I, Lu Chenzhou, am willing to take the lead, rallying the mortal beings of the Three Thousand Worlds, to give those who think highly of themselves among the Divine Race a contest. The era of the gods is long over; this is our time. Moreover, those willing to join us will also gain friendship from the Xia Realm. One day, the hundreds of Heavenly Realm experts from our Xia Realm will help them sweep away the demon scourge."

Chen Liuxiang: "But... we don’t have that many Heavenly Realm, do we?"

Lu Chenzhou smiled: "They don’t know that. To wave a big flag, some strength must be shown. Tell them we also have Eighth Realm Experts breaking through the void in Xia Realm, not only the Divine Race does. The transcendent races all sided with the Featherd Clan primarily because they fear Yan Ming Realm Venerable, but our Eternal Immortal is no weaker than him!"

A Western fighter looked shocked: "Eternal Immortal broke through Eighth Realm? Really?"

Lu Chenzhou smiled slightly: "You will know in the future."

He didn’t know himself, but since he was going to boast, he might as well boast the full set.

These Mortal Clans of the Three Thousand Worlds have no way to verify by traveling to Xia Realm.

Next, everyone came up with ideas and plans, eventually agreeing on a comprehensive implementation plan.

Finally, Chen Liuxiang asked: "There’s one more thing, without a god as our flag, how can we make other Mortal Clans believe in us?"

Lu Chenzhou thought for a moment.

"Then create a new god."

"Meaning?"

"In a week, I will head to the Barbarian Country."

"Chenzhou, what are you going to do?"

"Create a disturbance in the Red Feather Alliance."

"Don’t mess around, there are at least ten thousand transcendent race experts over there, almost all in the Third Realm. A Grandmaster would be beaten to death in the chaos."

"It’s settled. Don’t worry, I definitely can’t beat that many, but I have absolute confidence to retreat unharmed."

Lu Chenzhou got up and left, riding the wind afar.

...

Soon after, with Chu Country’s help, in teahouses and taverns, a new message began to circulate in this realm.

[The Red Feather Divine Race uses its might to oppress, bullying the weak beyond measure! Serial number 007 Xia Realm genius Lu Chenzhou establishes the "Yellow Sky Alliance," sincerely inviting like-minded friends from the Three Thousand Worlds to join, regardless of cultivation, regardless of race, all joining the Yellow Sky Alliance will receive protection from Lu Chenzhou. Before the "Red Feather Alliance" is cleared, no internal strife, upon achieving final victory, Yellow Sky Alliance members will fairly compete for the last 18,000 spots, friendship first!]