Cultivating for a hundred lifetimes to ascension - Chapter 707: 425: The Blue Sky is Dead, The Yellow Sky Shall Rise

Chapter 707: Chapter 425: The Blue Sky is Dead, The Yellow Sky Shall Rise

The negotiation between the Zhao Family and the Fengyi Clan had dragged on for more than half a month.

Just as the Zhao family could barely hold on and were almost grinding their teeth to agree to a series of excessive demands from the other party.

Suddenly, the Fengyi Clan’s attitude changed drastically—they not only relaxed their demands, proposing extremely generous terms, but also voluntarily retreated a hundred miles, visibly extending goodwill.

Fengyi Yuan and other negotiators exhibited a sudden shift in attitude, becoming very easy to talk to.

Zhao Shaoyang tested by rejecting two relatively excessive demands, only to find that Fengyi Yuan did not even hint at opposition and quickly removed the two terms on his own initiative.

The change in the Fengyi Clan’s stance was so swift that it caused great joy among Zhao Shaoyang and his associates, yet they were utterly baffled.

However, this didn’t hinder the Zhao family from “taking an inch and going a mile.”

Due to one party deliberately compromising, the negotiation progressed rapidly, and in less than two days, the two families had “amicably and cordially” signed a treaty.

The Zhao family had not yet delivered compensation when the Fengyi Clan’s army suddenly advanced their departure, retreating like a gust of wind.

“Family Head, what game is the Fengyi Clan playing? They… withdrew voluntarily before even receiving the compensation. It looks as if they were scared off…

Er, could the Fengyi Clan be planning a surprise counterattack?”

“It should not be! This elder also cannot grasp why the Fengyi Clan behaved in such a manner. Could it be that a major internal incident suddenly occurred within the Fengyi Clan, forcing the army to quickly return to remedy the situation?

Yes, that must be it; otherwise, why would the Golden Core Ancestor of the Fengyi Clan not appear at all from beginning to end?”

“Haha, our Zhao family has narrowly escaped great disaster—surely it must be the clandestine protection of our ancestors!” the Great Clan Elder, Zhao Yunchu, burst into ecstatic laughter.

These words, meant as an offhand remark, unknowingly hit the nail on the head and unintentionally revealed the real situation behind the scenes.

However, Zhao Yunchu’s joy turned to sorrow when, before his laughter had completely faded, his face suddenly turned white, his eyes rolled back, and he died instantly on the spot.

It wasn’t just him; three other Zhao family elders also died under mysterious circumstances at the same time.

The occurrence of such bizarre and odd events without any apparent cause led to martial law throughout Zhao Family City the very same day, with everyone in the family feeling insecure, suspecting that the Fengyi Clan was plotting against them.

Yet a few astute members observed clues indicating that this was certainly not the doings of the Fengyi Clan, since all those who died were from the surrender faction.

Then… who was it? Some smart insiders of the Zhao family quickly turned their awed gaze towards the Family Head and the Great Clan Elder.

Zhao Shaoyang and Zhao Yunruo soon sensed something amiss, but they found themselves unable to mount a defense.

What a wrongful accusation—it genuinely wasn’t their doing!

They were eager to catch the murderer to clear their names, but… without any leads and afraid to probe further,

The deaths of the elders thus remained an unresolved mystery, its truth forever obscured.

“My lord, I have organized all the information related to the Black King Temple for your inspection,”

A member of the Fengyi Clan respectfully presented a Jade Pupil Scroll in the command tent.

Although he was still unclear about his lord’s relationship with the Zhao family, he had meticulously and compliantly completed the tasks assigned by his lord.

Th𝗶𝓈 𝐜h𝘢p𝐭ꬲr 𝙞𝑠 pⲟ𝑠†𝙚𝘥 b𝖞 𝕂ɩ𝕥𝖾𝖓0𝐯𝑒ḷ

Gazing at Lord Tianqiong, who was examining the scroll, Fengyi Yong was silently thrilled, for he faintly anticipated the lord’s intentions.

“Oh, so the Black King Temple actually worships a Flying Sky Netherworld King. Do you know the specific strength of that creature?”

Upon hearing his lord’s inquiry, Fengyi Yong immediately bowed and answered, “My lord, two hundred years ago, the temple master of the Black Wind Temple used that Flying Sky Netherworld King to tear apart the Nascent Soul Great Priest of the Red God Temple, seizing the base of the Red God Temple, thus becoming the dominant force within a radius of ten thousand miles. Additionally, that Red God Great Priest had only achieved Nascent Soul status less than a hundred years ago.”

“Hehe, just that, huh!” Zhao Sheng chuckled lightly, his gaze shifting to Fengyi Yong below him and he asked nonchalantly, “Would you like to become the new master of the Black King Temple?”

At these words, Fengyi Yong’s heart trembled, and a boundless hope surged forth. He immediately turned over, knelt on the ground, and kowtowed, “I am willing!”

“Hmm, rise! Arrange everything properly within four hours, and then follow me to the Black King Temple.”

“As commanded, my lord!”

…

The Candle Light Mountain Range, adjacent to the Endless Sea, stretches twenty-eight thousand miles from north to south along the coastline and is the largest Barbaric mountain range in the eastern part of the Nine Demon Continent.

The area is abundant in Spiritual Energy and Spirit Veins, with groups of active volcanoes constantly erupting year-round, causing gray-black Fire Clouds to perpetually obscure the sky.

At the southern foot of the Candle Light Mountain Range where it meets the Turbulent River, a vast fertile plain, the Skyfire Great Plain, is formed.

At the junction of the plain and the mountain range is a perilously steep peak known two hundred years ago as Red God Peak but now called Black King Peak.

This peak backs onto the continuous rolling mountains, with a commanding view of the fertile land for miles around. Nested within the mountain is a Second-Order High-Grade Spirit Vein, a branch of the main vein of the Candle Light Mountain Range.

The Black King Temple is situated on the summit of Black King Peak. The front mountain temple is vast and includes magnificent and luxurious palaces, temples, courtyards, and other buildings stretching from the summit to the foothills,

And it draws a vast number of devout followers who climb the mountain to worship daily—the temple’s popularity is exceedingly flourishing.

That day, the weather was clear and breezy, the dual suns hung high in the sky, and suddenly a terrifying roar erupted from behind Black King Peak, followed instantly by an overwhelming pressure that terrified countless followers in the front mountain temple, causing them instinctively to collapse to the ground, incontinent with fear.

However, just half a moment later, as the Fire Clouds engulfed the mountain and brilliant flames illuminated half the sky, the pressure from the rear mountain unexpectedly vanished, and the roaring stopped abruptly.