Chapter 1542: Then Let’s Fight

The ultimate universe.

Within the Ten Thousand Slaughter Realm, inside a certain secret chamber.

“Speak.”

“What do you want from me?”

The Great Hall Elder sat in the chief seat, clad in a blood-red robe, aura reined in, gazing at the figure below with a faintly amused expression as he asked.

Below, the Saint Master stood in white robes, smiling as he said, “I’m here on behalf of the God Lord, seeking cooperation with the Great Hall Elder.”

Cooperation!

The Great Hall Elder was stunned, then couldn’t help but burst into laughter. “You people of the Dark Holy Hall coming to the Ten Thousand Slaughter Hall to talk cooperation—are you out of your mind?”

“No, no, no! To be precise, we’re here to cooperate with you, Great Hall Elder.”

The Saint Master said unhurriedly.

At these words.

A sharp light flashed in the Great Hall Elder’s eyes. He carefully sized up the Saint Master for a moment, thinking in secret about why they would want to cooperate, and in the end locked his thoughts onto one person.

It should be him.

Only he could make people from two opposing camps join forces.

“Let’s hear it.”

The Great Hall Elder’s vigilance dropped quite a bit.

“The Qin Dynasty Fortune Court holds six volumes of Dao Books.”

The Saint Master said with a smile.

The Great Hall Elder’s body trembled; a blaze of heat and greed flashed in his eyes, but he hid it well so that no one noticed.

“Besides that, the Qin Dynasty Fortune Court is also the legendary Nation of Destiny.”

The Saint Master continued.

“What?”

At this, the Great Hall Elder could no longer sit still. He rose to his feet, walked up to the Saint Master, and asked in a low voice, “Are you sure?”

“Absolutely.”

The Saint Master nodded and said, “Otherwise, what do you think the Dark Holy Hall is striking at the Qin Dynasty Fortune Court for? Why would we spare no cost to kill Qin Wudao?”

The Great Hall Elder fell silent.

He sat back down on his chair, somewhat absent-minded.

A Nation of Destiny.

With the potential to unify the universe.

“From what I know, there’s quite a bit of bad blood between you and the Qin Dynasty Fortune Court. If that Qin Dynasty Fortune Court rises, with Qin Wudao’s temperament, do you really think you’ll still be alive?” the Saint Master said.

The Great Hall Elder subconsciously clenched his fists.

Will I live?

Qin Wudao cultivates the Emperor Dao.

The majesty of the Emperor.

Allows no provocation.

What’s more, he had dispatched experts several times to attack the Qin Dynasty Fortune Court. The conflict between both sides was not something a few words could erase.

Moreover, in the Cloud Sky Palace, he had even ordered Lin Yun to assassinate Qin Wudao.

If that was never discovered, fine.

But what if… it was?

Thinking of this, the Great Hall Elder said in a low voice, “I need time to consider. Wait outside for now.”

“No rush.”

The Saint Master knew exactly what the Great Hall Elder was going to do. Smiling broadly, he said, “I’ll await your answer.”

With that, he left the secret chamber.

“What do you think?”

The Great Hall Elder’s eyes narrowed slightly as he asked in a deep voice.

Ripples formed in the void.

The Second Hall Elder’s body appeared out of thin air, his face ashen. Clearly, he had heard the conversation between the Great Hall Elder and the Saint Master.

He stood in the center of the hall, his expression constantly shifting.

There was hesitation, killing intent, concern, fear…

“I’m thinking about one thing: when, someday, the Qin Dynasty Fortune Court unifies the endless universes, will they come to settle accounts with us?” the Great Hall Elder asked.

“The Hall Master promised us he’d protect us,” the Second Hall Elder replied.

“But…”

The Great Hall Elder’s expression grew heavier and heavier as he said faintly, “Can he really protect us? When everything under heaven belongs to the king, how will the Hall Master protect us?”

The Second Hall Elder suddenly raised his head, his pupils contracting in disbelief.

Can he protect us?

The atmosphere in the secret chamber sank into a dead, suffocating weight, like a pool of stagnant water.

…

The Emperor Realm.

The world where the headquarters of the Six Emperor Blood Clans is located.

In this world lived the noblest bloodlines of the endless universe, namely the Sky Tribe, Lin Clan, Ah Tribe, Cultivation Tribe, Yan Tribe, Fallen Tribe.

These six great clans were the earliest followers of the Dao Books.

Back then, the six clans were merely ordinary races of a lower universe, nothing special.

But when one attains the Dao, even the chickens and dogs ascend.

After the Lord of the Dao Books rose to power, they obtained Emperor Blood and thoroughly changed the fate of their clans.

Across the stretches of immortal palaces, primordial qi turned to mist, divine beasts frolicked, and the Emperor Blood clansmen passing to and fro flickered by, leaving behind an aura of terror, nobility, and supreme might.

Yet.

In the deepest grand hall.

Six silhouettes sat cross-legged, suspended in the void, Dao Rhymes coiling around them, radiating dazzling light like blazing suns shining across ancient and modern time.

Among them.

There was a scholar with a refined bearing, a gentle smile on his face, like a warm spring breeze.

There was an elder with snow-white hair, a childlike face and crane-like hair, eyes deep and profound, having witnessed the changes of heaven and earth, the turnovers of eras, able to pierce all things.

There was a shadow wreathed in black mist, with a cold, gloomy face and eyes like venomous snakes, making one’s heart crawl with dread…

The six pairs of eyes locked onto the front at the same time, filled with curiosity, fear, killing intent…

And opposite them, the Dark God Lord stood with his hands behind his back, a smile on his face, as if he were at home, utterly unconcerned.

“Dark God Lord, what are you doing in the Emperor Realm?” the Lin Emperor was the first to ask.

“I wish to cooperate with the Six Emperor Blood Clans.”

The Dark God Lord spoke softly. “The Qin Dynasty Fortune Court holds six volumes of Dao Books. I wonder if you’re interested?”

Dao Books!

The Clan Leaders of the Six Emperor Blood Clans exchanged glances, each seeing a blaze of fervor in the other’s eyes.

And endless greed.

…

The Qin Dynasty Fortune Court.

The Great Thousand World of the Nine Provinces Heaven.

After Qin Wudao returned, he convened a court session, inquired about various matters, and after confirming that nothing major had occurred in the Qin Dynasty Fortune Court, he announced adjournment.

Once back in the imperial study, Qin Wudao summoned the key ministers and Lords and Kings, and passed down the Heavenly Court inheritance to them.

In the time that followed.

Qin Wudao resumed his monotonous routine, handling memorials by day and returning to accompany Jade Snow Gentleman by night.

But peaceful days will inevitably be broken.

On a certain day three months later.

Qin Wudao was reviewing memorials when Jia Xu hurried in, holding an intelligence report in his hands, his face icy, killing intent surging.

“Your Majesty, something major has happened!”

After saluting, Jia Xu said in a deep voice, “Azure Cloud Sect has sent word that in this recent period, the Dark Holy Hall, Ten Thousand Slaughter Hall, and the Six Emperor Blood Clans all show signs of large-scale troop mobilization!”

“Azure Cloud Sect speculates that these three powers may have already joined forces!”

“And their target is our Qin Dynasty Fortune Court!”

After listening, Qin Wudao put down the memorial in his hand, took the report and glanced through it. His expression instantly turned frigid, and in his heart, killing intent boiled.

Again?

They just won’t stop, will they!

They all think the Qin Dynasty Fortune Court is easy to bully, do they!

And the Six Emperor Blood Clans—there’s no grudge between them and the Qin Dynasty Fortune Court, yet now they’re setting their sights on the Qin Dynasty Fortune Court too.

As for the Ten Thousand Slaughter Hall, Qin Wudao didn’t even want to speak of them. Old grudges still hadn’t been settled, and now they’re hooked up with the Dark Holy Hall as well—obviously, their desire to destroy the Qin Dynasty Fortune Court has never faded.

“Fight.”

“They want war?”

“Then we’ll accompany them to the end!”

“Pass down my order—every Ten Thousand Slaughter Hall branch in the lower universe cluster and middle universe cluster is to be completely uprooted!”

“Also, notify all civil and military officials: convene court!”

Qin Wudao stood up, slammed the intelligence report heavily to the floor with a dull thud, and gave his orders in a furious voice.