179: plot

Liu Yang Gong's reaction seemed to be within Chi Xuanzi's expectations.

"Indeed, the Nine Nether Continent."

"The Land of Divine Punishment, forgotten by the gods."

Liu Yang Gong realized his earlier gaffe move.

He sat back down, thinking to himself, "Could it be him?"

Even after ten thousand years, the thought of that person still sent a shiver down Liu Yang Gong's spine.

If it really was that person, then killing a God Emperor would not be surprising.

Seeing that both of them seemed to have some apprehension when mentioning the Nine Nether Continent,

Xuanyuan Potian, who was beside them, said disdainfully, "What's so surprising about a mere Lower Realm wasteland?"

Chi Xuanzi and Liu Yang Gong exchanged glances, and instantly both understood the other's intention.

Chi Xuanzi was the first to speak, "Brother Xuanyuan comes from a distinguished family, and his own strength is recognized as the number one in the Divine Realm."

"Naturally, he wouldn't fear a mere Lower Realm vagrant."

Liu Yang Gong also chimed in from the side.

"Indeed, the reason for inviting you two this time is, first, to discuss how to deal with the potential threat from the Western Region."

"Second, I propose that our three parties temporarily form an Alliance, with Brother Xuanyuan serving as the Alliance Leader."

Chi Xuanzi did not raise any objections to this proposal.

It was just an empty title; he naturally didn't care for it.

He didn't care for it, but Xuanyuan Potian's face showed an irrepressible smile.

"Haha, how can I, a person of such meager virtue and ability, possibly bear such a heavy responsibility?"

Xuanyuan Potian spoke politely, but the smile on his face grew even wider.

Liu Yang Gong and Chi Xuanzi exchanged glances again, then simultaneously stood up and cupped their hands in greeting.

"Greetings, Alliance Leader!"

Xuanyuan Potian, seeing that the two seemed serious,

hurriedly stood up and motioned to help them, saying, "My two virtuous brothers need not perform such a grand present."

The two continued to maintain their bowing posture and spoke again.

"We two shall henceforth obey all commands from the Alliance Leader."

Upon hearing this, Xuanyuan Potian took two small steps forward, this time directly reaching out to help the two of them up.

"It's rare for my two virtuous brothers to think so highly of me, so I shall not decline."

Xuanyuan Potian used all the polite words he had ever learned in his life right then.

With that, he returned to his seat and sat down broadly.

Chi Xuanzi and Liu Yang Gong, however, remained standing, not sitting down.

Xuanyuan Potian looked at the two of them like this, feeling even more pleased.

"Since my two virtuous brothers have nominated me as this Alliance Leader, I must first lay out some unpleasant truths."

"From now on, all Cultivators in the Eastern, Southern, and Northern Regions must obey my commands."

"If anyone disobeys, don't blame me, your elder brother, for being merciless."

Liu Yang Gong said, "All Cultivators in the Northern Region shall obey any command from the Alliance Leader."

Chi Xuanzi also guaranteed, "The Southern Region will also be at the Alliance Leader's disposal at all times."

"Good, in that case, let's first talk about that person's origins," Xuanyuan Potian said, looking at Liu Yang Gong.

Liu Yang Gong pondered for a moment and said,

"If my guess is correct, that person should be 'Mo,' who disappeared ten thousand years ago."

As his voice rang out, a dark character for 'Mo' appeared in the air.

Xuanyuan Potian, looking at the suddenly appearing character 'Mo,'

suddenly stood up from his seat, his expression somewhat agitated, and said, "Are you talking about Lao Mo?"

At this moment, the composure he had before was completely gone from his face.

Simply because the name Lao Mo was too shocking.

He was the existence who, by his own strength, ended the chaos in the Divine Realm.

Even the Primal Spirit Clan back then were wary of him.

It was also under his leadership that the Human Race defeated the Primal Spirit Clan and became the true Revered Masters of the Divine Realm.

But over ten thousand years ago, news suddenly spread from the Northern Region that Lao Mo had died.

And the Northern Region changed hands, with the Liu Yang Family rising to power.

This caused quite a stir back then.

However, not too many people went to investigate the truth.

Perhaps they didn't want to know the truth.

After all, no one wants to live in someone else's shadow.

Since Lao Mo's death, the Divine Realm has formed its current structure.

Xuanyuan Potian, though arrogant and self-important his entire life, never putting anyone in his eyes,

only Lao Mo made him feel both fear and respect in his heart.

Hearing that the person might be Lao Mo,

he no longer had his arrogant demeanor from before.

"Is this news reliable?" After a moment of silence, Xuanyuan Potian tentatively asked.

Liu Yang Gong saw his expression and knew that he was already starting to back down.

So he feigned calmness and said, "Alliance Leader, there's no need to panic; it's still unknown whether that person is Lao Mo."

"But even if it is him, there's no need to worry too much."

Xuanyuan Potian looked up at Liu Yang Gong upon hearing this.

"How do you mean?"

Liu Yang Gong sighed and said, "That's a long story."

"Back then, my Revered Master, that old man, coveted the Primal Spirit's Cultivation Technique, which led him to Qi Deviation."

"Later, he met the fate of his Divine Soul being annihilated; I witnessed it with my own eyes."

"As for why he would be resurrected, I'm still not too clear."

"But what I can confirm is that even if it truly is him, his strength is only one-tenth of what it once was."

Liu Yang Gong, without batting an eyelid, told a monstrous lie.

The reason he was so sure that Lao Mo's strength was not what it used to be was because,

back then, he had already taken all of Lao Mo's Cultivation for himself.

Although he hadn't fully refined it, it was enough to allow him to ascend to the peak of the Divine Realm.

He didn't believe that a person who had lost all his Cultivation could Cultivate to his former Realm again in a wasteland like the Nine Nether Continent.

When Xuanyuan Potian heard him say this, his concerns not only didn't diminish much but actually grew even more wary.

"With only one-tenth of his strength, he can still kill a God Emperor. How terrifying would he be if he recovered his Cultivation?"

Liu Yang Gong saw that Xuanyuan Potian was about to back down, so he quickly said,

"Alliance Leader worries too much. The reason he could kill Jia Lan was for another reason."

Xuanyuan Potian showed a suspicious expression and said, "Oh? What reason?"

"On that day, during the chaotic battle in the Northern Region Divine Palace, my Clone was also present."

"It was precisely because my Clone held back Jia Lan that he had an opportunity."

"However, he concealed his aura that day, so I couldn't detect his true identity."

Liu Yang Gong spoke of the events of that day, half-truths and half-lies.

Indeed, after hearing him say this, Xuanyuan Potian's expression looked much better.

"If that's the case, then does that mean his strength is at most on par with yours and mine?"

"Alliance Leader is right. Even if he is slightly stronger than Jia Lan, that's all there is to it."

"With the combined strength of us three, he will certainly have no chance of winning."

Xuanyuan Potian, having received Liu Yang Gong's affirmation, looked at Chi Xuanzi, who had remained silent.

"Brother Chi Xuan, what do you think?"

"I shall obey the Alliance Leader's commands entirely."

Chi Xuanzi still maintained his calm and immortal demeanor.

Xuanyuan Potian failed to get any useful information from Chi Xuanzi.

He pondered for a moment longer and then said, "Without further ado, let's each return and gather the strong individuals from our clans. In three days, we shall march on the Northern Region."

Xuanyuan Potian's words perfectly aligned with Liu Yang Gong's wishes.

He repeatedly said, "Good, we'll meet outside the Northern Region border in three days."

After the three had agreed on the time,

Xuanyuan Potian and Chi Xuanzi successively disappeared from the secret chamber.

Liu Yang Gong's face was gloomy, and a chilling glint appeared in his eyes.

"Revered Master, this time, I will not give you any more chances."