214: Chapter 214 We Will Win

The Yao King sighed; the situation was not easy.

Although Yao Wuxie was arrogant and considered himself extraordinary, it did not mean he was stupid; he knew what attitude to adopt in any given situation.

"Old Ancestor, what happened?" He looked grave.

"That existence... personally said that he would set the stage for you, allowing the world to witness a battle between the strongest of the strong." The Yao King's tone was calm but carried a hint of worry.

"That existence?" Yao Wuxie was stunned for a moment, his pupils suddenly shrinking to the size of pinpricks.

Apart from the Eternal Black Hand, who else could be the existence that even the Yao King dared not refer to by name, calling him only "That existence"?

Right now, that such an existence would actually take action because of the two of them, the younger generation, should this be considered an honor or a misfortune?

At this moment, Yao Wuxie also understood the worries of the Old Ancestors.

If it were a normal battle, even if he lost in the end, the Old Ancestors could intervene to save him or reverse time to resurrect him.

But now, if the Eternal Black Hand intervened, not only would the kings of all sides be unable to intervene, but resurrection might also be impossible.

In this way, there would be no margin for error.

"Truly arrogant. Does this Black Hand... really think no one can manage him?" Yao Wuxie whispered.

"If he could be managed, he would have been long ago." The Yao King sighed.

"Forget it, since things have reached this point, go to the ancestral grounds to Cultivate. During this time, our Demon Alliance will do everything in its power to help you practice and explore that impossible thirteenth ring!"

"Yes!" Yao Wuxie's expression was grave.

Unlike the practice methods of the Ability Users, the Yao Race Cultivates Yao Rings, where each ring can increase battle power.

Hua Zizai has twelve Flower Spirits, and he has twelve Yao Rings; one could say that neither has an advantage in terms of configuration.

Meanwhile, the upper echelons of the Esper Alliance also informed Hua Zizai of the opponent's current situation.

"When two tigers fight, there must be a death; this was already expected, but I didn't expect the Black Hand to be the one driving all of this."

Hua Zizai fell into deep thought: "It is truly despairing, leaving us with no retreat. You, the supreme expert throughout the ages, what kind of existence are you exactly?"

The God King said: "There is no need to concern yourself with this matter. During this time, Cultivate well, and the Alliance will do its best to help you condense the thirteenth Spiritual Flower."

Hua Zizai nodded: "Understood."

Illusion Spirit Secret Realm.

This man-made Secret Realm seems to be imitating a certain world, but no one knows where it is exactly.

When Chen Xing first arrived here, he rushed to the core area, only to find that someone had already occupied it.

"Another Incarnation? But why is he Cultivating here? Is he trying to condense the Dream Dao Spiritual Flower?" Chen Xing was thoughtful.

At this moment, the barrier in the distance was removed.

Hua Zizai, dressed in a black robe, walked out and flashed to his front in one step, incredibly fast.

"Aren't you supposed to be Cultivating Chaos?" Chen Xing asked.

"That is the job of the main body; I am the Reincarnation Incarnation." Hua Zizai shook his head slightly.

He explained: "This place is filled with the power of dreams. I once saw a record in an ancient book that people can experience Reincarnation in dreams, so I came here specifically for bitter practice."

Chen Xing nodded, glancing behind him, and said: "Did I disturb you?"

"No, I just happened to encounter a problem, and I should be leaving." Hua Zizai shook his head.

"A problem? Did something happen to your main body?" Chen Xing paused.

"It's an even bigger problem than that." Hua Zizai said.

"...What could be bigger than that." Chen Xing was speechless.

Hua Zizai looked at him with profound eyes, not knowing what he was thinking about.

"Forget it if you won't say." Chen Xing waved his hand.

"There is a major event; the Eternal Black Hand has appeared." With just this one sentence, Hua Zizai completely kept him there.

Chen Xing turned around, his expression serious.

Hua Zizai nodded slightly, his serious expression seemingly indicating to the other that he was not lying.

Immediately, he told him the story exactly as it was.

"It's that guy again... It seems that just as the rumors say, he is lawless, and no one can control him!" Chen Xing nodded.

"The Supreme One cannot be opposed, and no one can refuse." Hua Zizai said.

"Since no one is widely publicizing this matter, it must be the will of the higher-ups. So, is this something I should be hearing?" Chen Xing couldn't help but say.

"You've already heard it. What, do you want to delete this part of your memory?" Hua Zizai smiled.

"Why do I feel like I've boarded a pirate ship?" Chen Xing's expression was strange.

Hua Zizai smiled faintly and said: "After me comes you; I have no choice but to pull you onto the boat."

Chen Xing's mouth twitched: "Don't we have Zhong Yang, Mo Xin, and the others?"

Hua Zizai shook his head: "What the Alliance needs is a true pinnacle, an invincible one. They are the best of the best, but they still cannot reach this level."

Chen Xing looked at him and immediately laughed: "How many days have we known each other? I didn't expect you to have such a Wisdom Eye, knowing that my talent is number one."

"Don't mess around. Your current Cultivation time is still too short; continue to practice in seclusion. A hidden dragon will always have a day when it emerges from the abyss." Hua Zizai waved his hand.

"Remember, you must not have any accidents." He looked grave.

"Our Esper Alliance is not like the Ghost Race or Demon Race. Even if their strongest are not as good as me and Yao Wuxie, their status will not be so poor."

"But we are different; we stand against the masses one by one. If even one is missing, our status will plummet. The margin for error is simply too low!"

Chen Xing also agreed with this point.

If it were in the past, it would be fine; even without Hua Zizai, Zhong Yang and the others could beat their opponents just fine.

But it just so happens that the Yao Race produced a Yao Wuxie. This gap in battle power, a clean break, could very likely lead to them being suppressed for an entire era in the future.

"You trusting me is not wrong, but why don't you tell me more about your affairs." Chen Xing said.

"What?" Hua Zizai paused.

"What do you think... of this guy Yao Wuxie? Tell me your true feelings." Chen Xing's expression was serious.

"Hmm..." Hua Zizai thought seriously for a moment and said: "Very strong. The Yao Race has always valued Bloodline above all else, and Yao Wuxie's Bloodline is the most powerful I have ever seen so far."

Chen Xing recalled that time, Yao Wuxie's gaze that looked down upon the world: "Indeed, that guy possesses the Bloodlines of all the great Yaos; just this point alone is very shameless."

There are so many types of Yao Race, containing countless Abilities. If there really is an existence that can utilize them all, to what extent would it be powerful?

Even many people feel that becoming a God King is just Yao Wuxie's lowest achievement.

Chen Xing paused and said with a grave face: "Tell me the truth, who do you think is stronger, you or Yao Wuxie?"

Hua Zizai smiled: "If Yao Wuxie really manages to Cultivate the thirteenth Yao Ring, and all his Bloodlines return to their ancestors, it would indeed be very troublesome."

He turned around and looked at the sky.

"Will you lose?"

Chen Xing looked at his back, his eyes deep.

"We will win."

Hua Zizai's mouth curled up slightly, and then he left directly.