Chapter 1984: The Flame Race Takes Power

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Fang Chen had been about to leave his Inner Domain, but he immediately reconsidered. He curiously watched the scene playing on the enormous screen.

Within the screen, over a thousand Immortal Boats could be seen traveling at top speed. On every single Immortal Boat, there were countless figures.

Even through the screen, Fang Chen could feel extremely intense and terrifying surges of aura from these figures.

Fang Chen's expression darkened. "Countless ninth transformations, as well as first, second, and third step Limit Breakers, along with Half-Saints..."

The screen wouldn't appear for no reason. For it to appear inside his Inner Domain, perhaps these cultivators had some sort of connection to him.

"Are these the people mentioned by Saint Jinyang?"

With a shift of thought, Fang Chen's gaze fell upon the Immortal Boat sitting in the very center. This Immortal Boat's style was somewhat similar to the one Gu Yueling had back then. On the deck of the Immortal Boat, a young man in a purple robe sat right in the center.

Before him floated a projected star chart.

The purple-robed youth was attentively studying the star chart, at times falling into deep thought, and at times conversing with several individuals beside him.

Fang Chen discovered that the aura of the people standing around the purple-robed youth was remarkably similar to that of Saints.

He scrutinized the rest of the people on this immortal ship once again. "All of them are Saints?"

"One, two, three... fifty... fifty-nine... sixty..."

"Sixty Saints..."

Fang Chen's expression grew increasingly grave. He glanced at the purple-robed youth again.

This person had eyebrows like swords. His eyes shone like stars, and his skin was as fair as snow. He was exceptionally handsome, with a resolute face that carried less delicacy and more masculine vigor.

Fang Chen noticed another detail. He could easily sense the aura of Saints radiating from the people around the purple-robed youth. As for the purple-robed youth himself, a layer of fog seemed to shroud him, making it impossible to see through.

The purple-robed youth suddenly spoke up. "For this deployment of the Six Great Camps, a total of over a million scouts were dispatched, right? Is there still no news from any of them?"

The six Saints around him glanced at one another. Then, five directed their gazes toward a female Saint.

The purple-robed youth also looked at the female Saint and said calmly, "Wu Xinling, as the leader of the Dark Camp, the task of locating Immortal Hong remnants was originally yours to coordinate. Why haven't you provided the coordinates of the Immortal Hong remnants according to plan?"

Wu Xinling?

Fang Chen's gaze also landed on the female Saint, a streak of surprise flashing through his eyes.

Had the purple-robed youth not spoken and voiced her name, he almost wouldn't have recognized Wu Xinling.

Compared to before, Wu Xinling appeared far more mature. She looked a little older. Her aura was immensely profound, even possessing a deeper heritage than the likes of Saint Jinyang back then. Fang Chen almost didn't recognize her.

She was that Shadow Race genius who had asked to borrow a little "something" from him. But she had already become a Saint, yet was already taking orders from someone else?

Fang Chen looked toward the purple-robed youth. "Immortal Hong remnants... this person should be the one Saint Jinyang mentioned..."

This man truly did have a connection to him, and he was likely heading toward the Nine Realms.

"Young Master, I was just about to report this matter to you." Wu Xinling cupped her hands. "The God Race member I accidentally made contact with inside the Inner Domain has been defeated. The Demonic Beast Race that allied with him was purged and expelled. They failed to obtain the accurate star chart from the hands of the Seeking Dao Faction among the Demonic Beast Race."

The purple-robed youth frowned. "Defeated? You said that the God Race member already possessed the strength of a Half-Saint. Although the Inner Domain he condensed was bottom-tier and he had to suffer from the harassment of Inner Domain Undead, with the item I bestowed, he could temporarily remain unaffected by that threat and borrow the power of the Inner Domain to his heart's content. With such methods, how could he suffer defeat in that so-called Nine Realms? The strongest half-step Heavenly Dao over there is merely a bottom-tier Limit Breaker, not even an orthodox one."

Wu Xinling bowed. "Originally, things were proceeding according to plan, but a mistake happened in the middle of it. A Soul Race powerhouse appeared in the Nine Realms, wielding a special soul artifact that housed over a thousand Limit Breakers and nearly a hundred thousand ninth transformations. Under the threat of this force, combined with the methods of those reincarnated Saints of the Immortal Hong lineage from back then, they managed to barely defeat that God Race member."

"The Immortal Hong remnants indeed still have some tricks up their sleeves." The purple-robed youth smiled faintly. "I knew back then that Saint Jinyang and the others weren't nearly as smart as Saint Wandao and Fang Lie. And sure enough, they ended up being played like fools."

A Saint cupped his hands and said, "Young Master, please rest assured. Right now, we are definitely closing in on the Nine Realms. As long as we pinpoint the exact direction, when we arrive at the Nine Realms, the Six Great Camps will obliterate everything in it."

"The Immortal Hong remnants are like weed. Pull them out, and more will shoot right out. If Ancestor Huosui hadn't successfully secured the position of Honorary Heavenly Venerable in the Arbitration Court, they would still be quietly cultivating in the Shencang Divine Realm, accumulating strength and waiting for the day to bite back at us."

The purple-robed youth chuckled, his gaze landing on Wu Xinling. "I remember you are also from the Shencang Divine Realm. Later, did your clan also run into some trouble and become an exiled race?"

The other Saints looked toward Wu Xinling one after another.

Wu Xinling fell silent for a moment before nodding. "Precisely. Back then, my clan became an exiled race and happened to arrive near the Cangshui Divine Realm. Only then did I have the opportunity to enter the Nine Jade Palace to cultivate. And after I became a Saint, I caught your eye. You took me with you on campaigns across the realms, where I earned military merit. That allowed my race to establish a solid foundation and regain a foothold in the Cangshui Divine Realm."

The purple-robed youth asked with a faint smile, "Did you hear later who took power in your Shencang Divine Realm?"

Wu Xinling said in a low voice, "It seems to be... the Flame Race."

Hearing that, a strange look appeared in Fang Chen's eyes.

The Divine Race had gone into exile, and judging from what he had just heard, the Shadow Race had apparently suffered the same fate. So how did the Flame Race manage to take power in the Shencang Divine Realm? No matter whose turn it was, it shouldn't have been theirs.

The purple-robed youth said with a faint smile, "Do you know why the Flame Race took power? Because from beginning to end, they were fighting against the Immortal Hong remnants. When the Ancestor of our lineage learned of this, he took a liking to the Flame Race. He casually offered them a few pointers and dispatched new Saints to replace Saint Long and others. With this kind of connection, the Flame Race naturally became just as powerful as the former God Race, holding the overarching power of the Shencang Divine Realm."

Wu Xinling's expression grew even more respectful, while the other Saints could also feel how terrifying the power behind these words was. Just a few casual pointers and dispatching Saints to indicate intent could ultimately nurture such a small race into the ruler of the Shencang Divine Realm. What kind of power was that?

The purple-robed youth smiled. "Telling you all this is in the hope that you can keep this in mind. Regardless of whether you are of the Human Race or born of the Huosui lineage, as long as you take the eradication of the Immortal Hong remnants as your own responsibility, Ancestor Huosui will never treat you unfairly."

The Saints nodded with solemn expressions.

"Understood!"

Fang Chen's expression was equally solemn. "Ancestor Huosui..."

From this conversation, he had obtained a great deal of useful information. The other side was actually able to learn quite a bit about the Nine Realms despite being so incredibly far away. And that was because Wu Xinling's Inner Domain could communicate with the Ancient Demon?

"No wonder the Ancient Demon could recklessly unleash the power of the Inner Domain. It was because he was always able to get in contact with them and even obtain something that could suppress Inner Domain Undead..."

Fang Chen's expression grew strange. He had learned what that black liquid was called.

"Wait... the Ancient Demon was defeated several hundred years ago. Why is Wu Xinling only reporting it now?"

At this thought, Fang Chen turned his gaze back toward Wu Xinling. Her indifferent expression betrayed no unusual emotion whatsoever.