"The Alliance Leader’s divine technique has achieved Great Success, and his divine might is magnificent!"
"The divine technique has achieved Great Success, and his divine might is magnificent!"
Many senior mbers of the alliance followed closely, erging to the forefront, looking at Zheng Yi with respectful eyes, and paying their respects.
"Leave the remaining cleanup to you."
Zheng Yi nodded slightly and spoke softly, then his figure moved, flying towards the heartland of the Daluo Alliance.
As they watched him leave decisively, a few people looked at each other in dismay, stunned for a mont, then commanded the mbers of the Daluo Alliance to continue pursuing the remaining enemies.
...
A war that could change the surrounding configuration had completely co to an end.
The ups and downs, the reversal of the situation, were indescribable to outsiders.
Led by the Golden Palace Sect, allied with Star-devouring Demon City and the Barbaric Beast Sect, three great Purple Mansion Sects joined forces under the leadership of five Purple Mansion Cultivators, along with elite disciples from the three factions, forming a formidable alliance army to besiege the newly established Daluo Alliance, which had not yet existed for ten years. In a chorus of amazent, the outco was determined.
However, the outco was completely opposite to what everyone initially anticipated.
The formidable alliance army ford by the three great Purple Mansion Sects not only failed to destroy the Daluo Alliance, but was instead almost obliterated solely by the appearance of Zheng Yi, the Alliance Leader of the Daluo Alliance, who, with his own strength, broke through them, circulating several tis and almost destroying the entire coalition army.
All five Purple Mansion Cultivators in the high ranks of the alliance army perished, and the army, composed of tens of thousands of cultivators, suffered severe losses, with fewer than thirty percent escaping, greatly diminishing the strength of the three great sects.
The result of this war caused a complete upheaval within the regions around the Realm of Chaos.
Not only were all those sects that were on bad terms with the Daluo Alliance living in fear, but even those sects and various-sized cultivation clans that had never had any contact with the Daluo Alliance felt imnse pressure.
Who would have thought that the Daluo Alliance would have such hidden depths?
The mysteriously risen Alliance Leader of the Daluo Alliance appeared like a suddenly ascending star, whose brilliance directly eclipsed all the surrounding starlight.
The brilliance was so intense, so dazzling, that it shone alone across the entire starry sky.
Zheng Yi, the Alliance Leader of the Daluo Alliance, beca the most ntioned na among the surrounding powers in a short ti, turning into an idol admired by countless grassroots cultivators.
The Golden Palace Sect, Star-devouring Demon City, Barbaric Beast Sect—each of these three great sects was not an ancient sect with a heritage spanning seven or eight hundred years, or even over a thousand years, boasting foundations that far surpassed those of newly risen forces.
The sudden ergence of Zheng Yi, the Alliance Leader of the Daluo Alliance, like a hero rising in troubled tis, was rely a newly promoted Purple Mansion Cultivator; his na might not even rank in the top ten among the three great sects.
But it was this newly promoted Purple Mansion Cultivator who slaughtered his way through all directions during the war, breaking through the encirclent of the alliance army several tis, entering and exiting like it was a land of no one, with an unbelievable battle record that slapped just about everyone in the face.
The new forces long oppressed by the Three Great Old Forces, seeing no hope of advancent for a long ti, could only struggle bitterly at the bottom tier.
But this ti, with the war results of the Daluo Alliance directly defeating the coalition of the Three Great Sects, many forces took advantage and rose, gaining a breath of respite and more independent space.
For grassroots cultivators, this was entirely an inspiring story of a new force resisting power.
The result of the war undeniably turned on a lamp for all cultivators and forces rising from the grassroots, revealing that facing oppression, one can only gain respect and acknowledgent through war.
Undeniably, this war planted a bomb in a long-still pond, one that could explode at any mont.
...
The Daluo Alliance spared no expense on its mountain gate defenses, and so they remained incredibly sturdy, maintaining their integrity even during the final coalition siege.
Moreover, thanks to the tily appearance of Alliance Leader Zheng Yi, the interior of the alliance remained unscathed. After a short period of repair, the mountain gate regained its original majestic appearance.
A few days later, the once-empty mountain gate, caused by the coalition’s siege, was crowded with forces from various major sects and cultivation clans.
These were people rushing to gather upon hearing the news, coming to pay their respects.
Smaller forces and clans were directly led by their clan heads.
As for larger forces and sects, at least one powerful elder would lead the delegation to discuss cooperation with the Daluo Alliance.
Unfortunately, the Daluo Alliance announced that Alliance Leader Zheng Yi was in seclusion, refusing to receive any people or forces.
Representatives of so powerful forces, even Purple Mansion Cultivators who tried to step in personally, had no opportunity to et Zheng Yi, at most being personally received by Zheng Yi’s two concubines.
Yet many people still expressed understanding even under such circumstances.
Facing soone like Zheng Yi, the Shining Star and God of Killing, even fellow Purple Mansion Cultivators, many newly promoted ones internally felt uneasy.
Based on the intelligence received, Zheng Yi, this Purple Mansion Cultivator, was judged from his actual combat performance to have long surpassed the typical understanding of a Purple Mansion Cultivator.
After all, even soone like Master Baoxu, a Purple Mansion Stage expert at Great Perfection, had hidden regrets about the northwest, causing many to be deeply troubled.
Because Zheng Yi couldn’t appear personally, the Grand Steward Qi Lin busily apologized to the representatives of various powers, yet his deanor remained impeccable, a sign of confidence within.
He, Qi Lin, not yet in the Foundation Establishnt, under normal circumstances, would rely be an ant in the eyes of these people.
But who he represented was that mysterious and terrifying Alliance Leader Zheng Yi of the Daluo Alliance.
As the saying goes, "An official in the Pri Minister’s household ranks seventh grade," not to ntion a trusted steward and the Chief Steward of the entire Daluo Alliance?
Zheng Yi previously acted out of necessity, but his frenzy was also a fact, and to this day, there are publicly five Purple Mansion Cultivators who died by his hand, among them soone at the Great Perfection of the Purple Mansion.
Among them was even a rumored presence, the Qin Family Ancestor, Qin Fang, whose death was uncertain.
This kind of insane battle record was enough to make the sect representatives coming here mind their temper, remaining courteous even without seeing Zheng Yi, unwilling to sour relations over it.
Everyone in the world hustles and bustles for profit, and all the excitent is for gain.
Standing before the mountain gate, Qi Lin, watching the many departing backs, couldn’t help but let out a sigh of relief.
He had never before seen so many High Cultivators, especially the auras emanating from the few Purple Mansion Cultivators who personally ca, even a casual display would give him a palpitating fear from the depths of his heart.
The terror of an ant facing an elephant, a chick facing a Divine Dragon, afforded him the impression of a mountainous pressure that at tis he had trouble bearing.
Thankfully, the fearso reputation that Zheng Yi carved through his actions, and the presence the Daluo Alliance displayed under force, even these Purple Mansion Cultivators exhibited incredible amicability towards him, a High Tier Qi Cultivation Junior Cultivator, so that he didn’t disgrace himself publicly.
Once he saw the several Purple Mansion Cultivators off, watching them turn into streaks of light vanishing at the horizon, Qi Lin let out a sigh of relief.
One must admit, the Cultivation Realm respects strength, for good reason.
Cultivation is essentially about defying the heavens and changing one’s fate, transforming oneself. The higher you climb, the further from humanity you beco, having long transcended the existence of the human species.
Many powerful True Cultivators have even altered their bloodlines, with thunders on a whim, and bodies like Ancient Divine Beasts. Even their breaths could substantially harm ordinary mortals.
The disparity between species, the vast difference in levels, indeed leaves no room for communication.
Qi Lin was just a Junior Cultivator at the Ninth Layer of Qi Cultivation, facing the Purple Mansion Level, a whole two big levels apart; the kind of pressure that brings, one could easily imagine, making it all the harder for him to complete the entire reception task.
Of course, Qi Lin knew very well that the reason these Purple Mansion Cultivators were so anable was entirely out of respect for Zheng Yi.
The earlier terrifying battle had shocked the world, deeply overwhelming many Purple Mansion Cultivators of the Sa Tier, given its outstanding feats, pliably causing many to lower themselves.
Otherwise, the attitude of a dignified Purple Mansion Cultivator, how could it impart such a soothing feeling as a spring breeze?
If you thought that was their usual conduct, it would indeed be an imnse joke.
One should know, what those Purple Mansion human skins enclosed were fierce dragons and tigers, were ancient Azure Dragons.
If you genuinely believed Purple Mansion Cultivators were all gentle like little white rabbits, then you were just being too foolish.
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