Chapter 1244: Chapter 1218: Division_1
A mysterious palace appears within the star realm.
The palace doors gradually open, sending waves of brilliant light in every direction.
At this point, a cold voice resonates throughout the star realm.
“The Ten Thousand Tribes eting has begun~”
Xu Fan gazes at the palace, murmuring in awe, “No wonder the Ten Thousand Tribes eting must be held here.”
“This place is highly concentrated with the Will of the Three Thousand Realms’ Dao. Any distribution of interests or negotiations taking place here must be adhered to,” Huangshan explains to Xu Fan by his side.
“Does the sa apply to the Great Saints?”
If a Great Saint hides away in the Chaotic Mist Area and refuses to return, what could the Will of the Three Thousand Realms’ Heavenly Dao do about him?
“The Primal Lord, Lord Demon, Dragon Lord, and Demon Master level experts also have to abide by these terms once they enter the palace and undertake the allocation of benefits,” says Huangshan.
At this point, the top powerhouses of various major clans begin to steadily make their way into the palace.
Inside the palace is an enormously wide open space, each race having its designated area.
Miraculously, Xu Fan finds a seat with his aura on it in the first row of the Human Clan’s area.
All those who can sit in the first row are Great Saints, except for Xu Fan.
Xu Fan is flanked by Huangshan on his left and the Primal Lord on his right. Huangshan opens a small protective shield and begins discussing details about the Ten Thousand Tribes eting with the Primal Lord.
“Primal Lord, rember that this ti we’re allying with the Demon Clan to divide up eighty percent of the shattered world.”
“Our bottom line is forty-five percent. We must insist on it, even if we have to fall out with the Demon Clan.”
“And also, when Lord Demon speaks later, you mustn’t interrupt.”
“Lastly, it’s best not to curse at the Ten Thousand Tribes eting.” Huangshan advises from the side.
“Hmmm~” The Primal Lord responds with slight impatience.
The main reason he ca was to fight a few battles on behalf of the Human Clan, he’s not interested in anything else.
At this mont, the Primal Lord suddenly rembers sothing and brings out a four-ard human-shaped puppet.
“This is a Quasi-Holy Level puppet I found in a world in the Land of Chaos. I think you might be interested.” The Primal Lord hands over the puppet to Xu Fan.
“You take a look and see if you can create Quasi-Holy Level puppets within the Three Thousand Realms.”
Xu Fan curiously observes the puppet, then shakes his head and comnts, “It can be created, but the conversion thod to adapt it to the Three Thousand Realms is costly and not suitable for mass production.”
Pu Tao has already deduced the thod of refining a Daluo Saint Level puppet. However, due to the unique materials required, the cost of each puppet is astronomical.
After taking a glance at it, Xu Fan gives up on the idea. The Hidden Spirit Sect’s Golden Immortal-level puppets are more than enough for regular operations.
“Later, I will pass the thod of refining Quasi-Holy Level puppets to Senior Huangshan.” Xu Fan keeps the puppet, considering it as a form of repaynt.
“Huangshan, don’t forget to reward Master Xu when the ti cos~” the Primal Lord jests.
Just then, a resonant bell toll reverberates through the room, like the sound of the Great Dao.
All the top-level powerhouses of the Three Thousand Realms fall into complete silence.
A chaotic burst of light appears in the middle of the Great Hall.
“The Ten Thousand Races eting has begun. Clan leaders of each race, please submit the issues to be discussed at the eting.” The light cluster instructs.
Now, the leaders of each major clan radiate a streak of light towards the cluster.
Suddenly, a light curtain appears above the Great Hall.
The only proposal listed pertains to the division of the shattered world.
A beam of light sweeps across the room, and the nas of all the major clans appear on the light curtain, each with their suggested share.
Xu Fan notices that the number next to the Human Clan is thirty percent.
Upon seeing this number, the Primal Lord and Lord Demon promptly stand up.
“The Human Clan demands sixty percent. Who agrees and who disagrees?” The Primal Lord scans the room and declares haughtily.
At this point, Kunpeng of the Demon Clan stands up.
“What if we retreat one step, give half each to the Human Clan and Demon Clan?”
The whole venue instantly boiled over.
“Do you think our Dragon Clan doesn’t exist!”
“You are bullying our Ancient Divine Clan too much!”
“We, the small clan alliance, are not here just to watch!”
At this mont, a huge shadow of a nine-clawed golden dragon appeared above the Dragon Clan area.
“Three and a half for the Human Clan, three and a half for the Demon Clan, the rest is for our Dragon Clan.”
“Bullshit, we’re giving too much face to your Dragon Clan.”
“Believe it or not, I’ll ally with the Human Clan and Demon Clan now, and we will annihilate your Dragon Clan.” A huge shadow of the Ancient Divine Race appeared above their area.
At this ti, several powerful auras of the Great Saint level ca from another direction.
“Our Ten Thousand Tribes Alliance does not ask for much, just one and a half percent.”
The entire venue instantly broke into chaos.
“Should we use the Heavenly Dao Fighting Arena?” A cold voice chid in.
The noisy venue instantly quieted down.
“Sure, our Human Clan wants to monopolize half this ti and set up the competition stage here.”
“Any clan who wants a share, co and try.” The voice of the Lord of the Demon Realm echoed throughout the venue.
Just then, a dull figure appeared.
“We, the Reincarnation Realm, only want half a percent, hoping all clans will give us so face.”
“Reincarnation Elder, co stand on the side of our Human Clan. I will give you half a percent.” The Primal Lord said.
“We, the Human Clan, want to occupy 55%, who are in favor and who are against.” The Primal Lord asked, looking around the entire venue.
Watching this boring contest, Xu Fan was a bit stunned.
This was not like the Ten Thousand Races eting he had imagined. This place had completely turned into a market.
At this mont, the advantage of whichever race brought more powerful ones was demonstrated again.
One hundred light clusters appeared in the Great Hall, sharing the benefits of the shattered world.
anwhile, the entire Great Hall started to gradually transform, finally turning into a great world.
At this mont, those hundred light clusters turned into shooting stars and flew in all directions.
“Fighting over the light clusters, he who has more light clusters has more standards for sharing the broken world.” The Light Cluster spoke.
In the end, all the gathered powerhouses scattered and chased in the direction of the light clusters.
The Primal Lord and Lord Demon looked at each other, each chasing in opposite directions.
At this ti, massive divine thoughts spread out, beginning to suppress the powerhouses of various clans around.
Xu Fan watched those Sage-level alien powerhouses falling towards the earth like dumplings from the sky.
He couldn’t help but sigh: “Just at the Sage Level and you co to join in the fun.”
At this mont, suddenly a massive Dragon Might suppressed Xu Fan.
The Dragon Lord of the Dragon Clan looked at Xu Fan, his eyes full of anger.
Mixed with the Dragon Lord’s divine thoughts, the Dragon Might turned into sharp swords and stabbed at Xu Fan.
“Dragon Lord, I am at odds with your Dragon Clan!” After Xu Fan finished speaking, he broke free from the Dragon Lord’s blockade and flew in a certain direction.
At this ti, the entire world had battles everywhere, and all were Saints or Great Saints.
If it weren’t for the reinforcent provided by the Will of the Three Thousand Realms Dao on this big world, it would have shattered long ago, with not a trace left.
At this mont, Senior Huangshan’s figure suddenly appeared beside Xu Fan.
“I originally thought I had to lend a hand, but it seems I worried too much.”
Reviews
All reviews (0)