Chapter 204: Chapter 123: General Amnesty! (Part 2)
Once the Heaven-Facing Sect returns, the matter of the Little Leiyin Temple offering to the ’spirit’ will inevitably be exposed.
At that ti, the entire Cultivation Realm will not tolerate the Buddhist Sect!
Thinking of this, Hui An’s gaze beca even more resolute.
"Amitabha!"
Hui An clasped his hands together, reciting a Buddhist chant solemnly, and said to Zhao Yi, "Your Highness, what this humble monk just said reflects the opinion of the entire Buddhist Sect. Please reconsider, Your Highness!"
As soon as the old monk Hui An finished speaking, several Tier Nine Saint King Realm cultivators flew up from the platform with a "swoosh, swoosh, swoosh".
These people were all high-level mbers of cultivation sects, all coming to support Hui An.
"Your Highness, our Sword Sect shares the sa view!"
"Our Artifact Sect holds the sa opinion!"
"All disciples of the dicine Sect ask Your Highness to reconsider!"
"Your Highness, even if we agree to the return of the Heaven-Facing Sect, our Beast Taming Sect’s beasts will not consent!"
"Please reconsider, Your Highness!"
These people were all great cultivators of the Tier Nine Saint King Realm, their collective aura rging into one, like a thick wall pressing towards Zhao Yi.
Yao Zhi and Linglong’s faces changed dramatically.
Their cultivation was too feeble, they were almost suffocated under the pressure exerted by the Tier Nine Saint King Realm powerhouses.
"How insolent!"
Linglong’s face turned pale, but her gaze was extrely sharp.
She glared at the leading old monk Hui An, rebuking, "How dare you defy your superiors, aren’t you afraid of having your entire family executed?"
As soon as she said this, the aura of the other cultivators weakened instantly.
If Linglong had said this before today, they might not have cared.
The Zhao Clan hadn’t killed anyone in hundreds of years; many in the Cultivation Realm had forgotten their terrifying power.
But today was different.
Zhao Yi had just massacred hundreds of thousands at the Four Seas Comrce Headquarters.
The Four Seas Comrce served the Zhao Clan as dogs for over a thousand years, and Zhao Yi killed without hesitation.
To the Zhao Clan, these sects in the Cultivation Realm were even less significant than the Four Seas Comrce.
If they really angered Zhao Yi, their fate might be worse than those in the Four Seas Comrce!
The old monk saw others were having second thoughts and couldn’t help but silently curse.
These useless fools were like mud that couldn’t stick to the wall.
Previously, it was these sects that coordinated to eradicate the remnants of the Heaven-Facing Sect with the Little Leiyin Temple.
Once the Heaven-Facing Sect returns, the Little Leiyin Temple will be the first to bear the brunt, but can these sects escape unscathed?
"Amitabha!"
The old monk stepped forward, speaking in a deep voice, "Your Highness, the Heaven-Facing Sect has committed heinous cris; eradicating them is the shared will of all fellow practitioners in the Cultivation Realm. Please reconsider, Your Highness!"
With these words, Hui An directly dragged those sects into the water together.
Though the cultivators were annoyed at Hui An for involving them, having spoken so far, they had no choice but to steel themselves and acknowledge his words.
"Please reconsider, Your Highness!"
"Your Highness, please do not incur the wrath of many!"
"Your Highness is the Crown Prince of the Great Xia Court; it might be best not to interfere in the Cultivation Realm’s affairs!"
"The Great Xia Court and the Cultivation Realm have always minded their own business, Your Highness is indeed overstepping!"
After these words, the young disciples below the Martial Arts Arena also started agitating.
"Amitabha, I believe our Head’s words are correct! The Heaven-Facing Sect’s heinous cris truly cannot be forgiven!"
"The Great Xia Crown Prince just needs to manage court affairs; why ddle in the Cultivation Realm, stretching his hand too far!"
"The Cultivation Realm and the Great Xia Court do not interfere with each other, the Great Xia Crown Prince has no right to pardon the Heaven-Facing Sect!"
"What does the Great Xia Crown Prince think he is, wanting to stand above the Cultivation Realm! It’s a courtesy to call him Crown Prince, without the courtesy, who does he think he is!"
"I heard that the Great Xia Zhao Clan is a bunch of lunatics, Your Highness wouldn’t have gone mad, coming to the Cultivation Conference to act crazy. Hahaha..."
Yao Zhi and Linglong found the chatter below the stage unbearable.
Yao Zhi’s body continued trembling.
Not from anger, but from fear.
The Yao Race is the second most knowledgeable about the Zhao Clan in the world.
Second only to the Four Seas Dragon Race.
Yao Zhi looked at the cultivators clamoring in the Martial Arts Arena, unable to keep from cursing internally.
These fools never learn!
The fate of the Four Seas Comrce is right in front of them.
Are they deaf, unable to hear the news of the Four Seas Comrce’s obliteration?
Do they think their sects are stronger than the Four Seas Comrce?
Or do they think Zhao Yi has beco timid, only daring to kill the people from the Four Seas Comrce and not daring to touch them?
Yao Zhi only hoped that when Zhao Yi killed, he would only kill these fools, and not implicate the Yao Race.
Linglong also felt like cursing.
This was her first ti declaring an edict, her most glorious mont in life.
Yet these people dared to rebel against it.
Linglong wished she could rip these people to shreds.
If she didn’t kill all these people, a permanent stain would remain on her path as a stateswoman!
Yao Zhi and Linglong glared angrily at the old monk Hui An and others.
They opened their mouths to curse, but under the suppression of those Tier Nine Saint King Realm great cultivators, they couldn’t even utter a word.
Zhao Yi gestured with his hand, signaling them to remain calm.
His gaze swept over the old monk Hui An and those Tier Nine Saint King Realm individuals one by one, then he lightly nodded.
Little Leiyin Temple, Sword Sect, Artifact Sect, dicine Sect, Beast Taming Sect...
Zhao Yi rembered these sects.
These sects were the largest forces in the Cultivation Realm, also initiators of the Immortal Alliance.
In the original work, it was they who helped the protagonist rise to the position of Lord of the Immortal Alliance.
Zhao Yi previously wanted to talk to them to get them to give the protagonist the position of Lord of the Immortal Alliance in advance.
By doing this, Zhao Yi could complete his mission ahead of ti.
Now it seems this path won’t work.
These people all seem to have tempers and are not easy to talk to.
Zhao Yi couldn’t help but wonder how the protagonist in the original work managed to take the position of Lord of the Immortal Alliance from their hands.
Was it ’the spirit’ manipulating things behind the scenes?
Very likely!
Zhao Yi recalled how previously the protagonist had managed to control ’the spirit’ shortly after contacting it at the altar, and his mind raced.
The protagonist’s relationship with ’the spirit’ was unusual; he might even have connections to the world behind ’the spirit.’
"This is truly the protagonist, with such boundless connections everywhere!"
Zhao Yi felt a surge of envy in his heart.
Then, he looked at the people before him, saying expressionlessly, "That old monk still has use, leave him alive, kill all the others!"
With this, Hui An and the others’ faces changed all at once.
They had just wanted to say sothing when they saw the void behind Zhao Yi tremble, revealing hundreds of figures.
These people were all at least at the Tier Eight Ascension Realm.
With hundreds of top great cultivators manifesting at the sa ti, the previously noisy Martial Arts Arena fell silent.
The young cultivators below stared dumbfounded at the mass of great cultivators overhead, their faces pale, trembling in fear.
"How, how is that possible?"
"Only cultivators at the Tier Eight Ascension Realm can hide in the void, and these are all Tier Eight Ascension Realm cultivators?"
"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"
"There aren’t this many Tier Eight Ascension Realm cultivators in the entire Cultivation Realm combined, where did the Zhao Clan get so many people?"
"Master, you are a Tier Nine Saint King Realm cultivator, quickly kill those people!"
Hearing the young disciples’ cries for blood, Hui An and the other elders’ eyelids twitched violently, their faces twisted.
The fearlessness of the ignorant.
The young disciples were too weak to perceive the terror of these people.
As soon as these guards appeared, Hui An and the others felt as if they were simultaneously locked onto by over a hundred Tier Nine Saint King Realm great cultivators.
Forget about killing them, they didn’t even dare to move a finger, for fear of being crushed by the overwhelming attacks from these people.
Old monk Hui An coughed lightly, forcing out a smile uglier than crying.
He clasped his hands together, speaking weakly, "Your Highness, there’s surely room for negotiation!"
Zhao Yi nodded, "Don’t worry, I won’t kill you."
Hui An just breathed a sigh of relief when a sharp pain exploded in his lower abdon, sending him flying.
Zhao Yi retracted his fist, a cold expression on his face.
"To dare threaten
in front of my face, do you think I have no temper?"
After saying that, he waved his hand.
"Get to work, kill them all!"
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