novelhk Chapter 70 Undercurrents 2
Chapter 70 Undercurrents 2
In the main hall of the Liang organization atop Yinshan Mountain, a tributary of the Sanzu River at the border of Heaven and Hell, a ghostly mist swirls and an eerie atmosphere pervades. The eerie green candlelight casts strange shadows on the figures of the Liang Venerables and Liang Envoys, creating a suffocatingly oppressive atmosphere.
One of the envoys bowed respectfully, his tone urgent: "Your Majesty, the Hell Realm has lost several immeasurable giants, and the situation is in complete chaos. Why don't we take this opportunity to stir up the muddy waters even more, so that we can profit from it?"
Kui Lianghuang sat in the main seat, his body shrouded in a thick layer of chaotic mist. Beneath the mask, his aura was unfathomable. He simply shook his head slightly, his voice hoarse yet majestic: "The foundation of the Hell Realm is so profound. The deaths of a few Boundless Ones are merely scratches the surface and cannot shake the fundamental situation."
"The most important thing right now is the ownership of the Ferocious Palace. We must not let the Wrathful God Venerable easily take control of the Ferocious Palace. Currently, Feng Caiyi and Xu Feng are both in seclusion, and all twelve palaces follow the Wrathful God Venerable's lead. The Judgment Venerable is not concerned with the struggle for the Temple of Destiny, and the Heavenly Mandate Venerable is a well-known opportunist. Once the Wrathful God Venerable succeeds in controlling the Ferocious Palace, he will control most of the power of the Temple of Destiny, and our grand plan for eternity will inevitably be affected."
Upon hearing this, one of the Venerable Ones showed a disapproving expression and sneered, "Although Kong Fan Nu is the son of a Celestial Venerable, his talent is mediocre, far inferior to that of the Venerable Monk Sumeru. Even if he were to take sole control of the Temple of Destiny, would the two great powers, Feng Caiyi and Xu Fengjin, stand idly by? He will ultimately be unable to achieve great things."
Another Venerable Liang agreed, nodding in agreement: "Indeed! Although the Wrathful God Venerable has temporarily appointed the Fate Chart God Venerable as the master of the Ferocious Palace, he is from the Underworld Clan and is backed by the Wrathful God Palace. As a result, the power of the three upper clans in the Temple of Destiny has expanded to its limit. The other clans will never tolerate this and will surely rise up to attack."
Upon hearing this, Emperor Kuiliang chuckled softly from beneath his mask, a knowing glimpse of his true nature: "You underestimate Kong Fannu. As the son of a Great Venerable, his bloodline is terrifyingly powerful. Even I cannot fathom his depths. How could he be mediocre and incompetent? Now that Xionghai is dead, Feng Caiyi is severely injured and in seclusion, and Xu Fengjin is solely focused on mastering Sword Twenty-Three, detached from worldly affairs, the actual power of the Temple of Destiny is already in Kong Fannu's hands. This man is cunning and unpredictable. More importantly, he has consistently remained inactive in the war against the Heavenly Court. Once he truly ascends to the top of the Temple of Destiny, its strategy will inevitably shift, directly disrupting our entire plan!"
Youliang Zun's expression changed drastically, and he bowed with deep worry, saying, "Your Majesty, what should we do next? We must not let this situation, which we have painstakingly built up over countless years, be ruined by this!"
A powerful and audacious Venerable suddenly stood up, his voice filled with fervor and ruthlessness: "In my opinion, we should strike secretly, kill the Wrathful God Venerable, and then pin the blame on the Heavenly Court! This way, White Robe Valley and the Temple of Destiny will surely launch a full-scale attack on the Heavenly Court, plunging the entire universe into chaos. We can then take advantage of the chaos and implement our grand plan without restraint!"
Upon hearing this, Emperor Kui Liang felt a headache coming on. He had considered killing the Wrathful Heavenly God, but the time was not yet ripe. He had already used most of his trump cards, and the powerful rise of Mingde, Zhenyu, and others, their relentless pressure, had already left him overwhelmed. He had previously secretly consulted the supreme being behind him, and the only instruction he received was to "wait and see."
"What we should do now is lie low and wait for the right opportunity. You must all wait patiently until I and the other Emperors give us the order before we act." Emperor Kui Liang's voice was deep and solemn, carrying an unquestionable majesty. "That old monster from the Dark Temple has emerged from seclusion and seems to have reached some kind of secret agreement with Haotian. In the near future, it is highly unlikely that a large-scale war will break out between the Hell Realm and the Heavenly Court."
"Your Majesty, what is your opinion on the Primordial Realm jointly created by Mingde, Zhenyu, and others?" a Venerable asked. Beneath the mask lay an exquisitely beautiful face; it was none other than Venerable Yao, the Grand Master of the Judgment Palace of the Temple of Light in the Heavenly Realm.
Emperor Kui Liang glanced sideways at Yao Shenzun, a hint of disdain rising in his heart. The Heavenly Realm, which prided itself on being the brightest place in the universe, was utterly hypocritical. Even he himself, a two-faced man, couldn't help but secretly belittle it. Moreover, that good-for-nothing Ke Luo had been injured by a junior like Xuan Dao, utterly disgracing the Temple of Light, and yet he remained unrepentant to this day. It was clear that the events in the Primordial Realm had reached the extreme point of impact on the Heavenly Realm.
"The Primordial Realm is nothing more than a smokescreen used by Mingde and the others to deceive the heavens, a mere ailment." Emperor Kuiliang said indifferently, "Haotian has brought out the Primordial Realm as a cannon against the Heavenly Realm, with the sole purpose of breaking the Heavenly Realm's monopoly over the Western Universe. Let them fight to the death within the Heavenly Court, and we can reap the benefits. What we really need to be wary of is the Kunlun Realm. Surveillance of the Kunlun Realm must be further strengthened. However, the protective power transformed from the Venerable Monk Sumeru has not yet weakened, so we cannot force our way in. You must act discreetly and never let the cultivators of the Heavenly Court detect your presence."
When the Heavenly Realm was mentioned, Emperor Kui Liang gave Yao Shenzun a deep look, and an invisible pressure spread out, causing Yao Shenzun's heart to tremble and become flustered.
In Kui Lianghuang's view, the rise of the Primordial Realm would inevitably trigger a more intense power struggle within the Heavenly Court Realm, especially the clash between the Primordial Realm and the Heavenly Realm. For the Liang Organization, this would be a great boon. If the universe were calm and peaceful, where would the Liang Organization find the opportunity to stir up trouble?
Yao Shenzun felt a chill run down his spine, instantly understanding the intentions of the Liang Organization: to use the conflict between the Heavenly Realm and the Primordial Realm to disrupt the order of the Western Universe and seek personal gain.
"I have another important matter to attend to, so I will not linger any longer. Remember my words: be extremely cautious and prudent in the near future, and do not act rashly!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the space around Kui Lianghuang distorted, turning into a dark stream of light that instantly pierced through the void and disappeared without a trace.
Seeing the departure of the Quantity Emperor, the various Quantity Venerables and Quantity Envoys dared not linger and transformed into streaks of light, successively withdrawing from the secret hall. Outside the hall, the Three Crossings River swelled violently, and the surging Netherworld River swept in, completely engulfing the Quantity Organization's secret hall on Yin Mountain, plunging it into endless darkness.
The realm of hell, the territory of the Rakshasa race.
The Snow Sea Divine Kingdom, one of the six great divine kingdoms of the Rakshasa Clan, is incredibly powerful, second only to the Heavenly Luo Divine Kingdom. Located in the northern part of the Rakshasa Starfield, it is a vast sea world covered by endless ice and snow, where cold winds howl and ice and snow stretch as far as the eye can see all year round.
White Flame City is the core holy city of the Snow Sea Divine Kingdom, built at the confluence of several ancient fire veins. The vast divine fire source merges with the power of heaven and earth, giving birth to a unique innate divine fire called "Ice Ember White Flame". This fire is extremely yin and transforms into yang, turning adversity into prosperity. Its nature is extremely stable, making it an unparalleled divine fire for refining weapons.
In the heart of White Flame City, within a bottomless underground cavern, endless icy white flames erupted from the earth's core, raging fiercely yet carrying a chilling cold. The cavern's perimeter was engraved with divine arrays, runes flowing and drawing in divine fire, transforming it and channeling it into a ten-thousand-foot-tall divine cauldron suspended in the void.
The divine array was activated, and the temperature here had already soared to hundreds of millions of degrees. Even a cultivator at the Great God Realm would be instantly refined into ashes upon entering. Before the divine cauldron, a young man stood with his hands behind his back. He was handsome and had an extraordinary temperament. He was none other than Ling Che, the prince consort of the Snow Sea Divine Kingdom and the most amazing ascendant of the Asura Clan in nearly a million years.
Ling Che's fingers flew, continuously casting profound hand seals that were imprinted into the divine cauldron. Inside the cauldron, countless divine materials and treasures melted, transforming into liquid divine metal. Under the tempering of divine fire and the hand seals, it slowly condensed into an object shaped like a gauntlet, simple yet heavy, exuding an ancient and powerful aura. This was a treasure originating from the Heavenly Dragon Realm, named the True Dragon Gauntlets, which was later acquired by Luo Zuyun Mountain Realm and recently gifted to Ling Che by the Earth Mother.
"Divine Master, Her Highness the Princess summons you to return to the Phoenix Palace immediately!" A maid's respectful call came from outside the underground cave, revealing Ling Che's noble status.
Ling Che didn't turn his head, his voice indifferent: "Understood, I will return shortly."
As soon as he finished speaking, Ling Che flicked his finger and put the repaired True Dragon Gauntlets into his pocket. Then he opened his mouth and inhaled, swallowing the remaining Ice Ember White Flame. After that, he raised his hand to remove the divine array and stepped out of the cave.
The Mandarin Phoenix Palace, the temporary palace of the eldest princess of the Snow Sea Divine Kingdom, is located on the Heavenly Ice Plains next to White Flame City. The entire palace is forged from Xuanling Ice Crystal, shaped like a phoenix circling in the sky, its entire body crystal clear, shimmering with light, dreamlike and magnificent, surrounded by celestial aura.
Deep within the palace, on an ice crystal jade couch, Princess Linglong, the eldest princess of the Snow Sea Divine Kingdom, reclines languidly. Her slender and graceful figure, with its exquisite curves, perfectly embodies the stunning beauty and allure of a Rakshasa woman. She wears a white gauze dress, her long hair cascading down her shoulders like a waterfall, her skin as white as snow, and her lips as red as flames, breathtakingly so.
What's most captivating are her eyes. Perfectly almond-shaped, with wide, long slits, her gaze is clear and pure, carrying a touch of natural innocence; yet, the slight upturn at the corners adds a touch of alluring charm; a beauty mark at the corner of her eye, like a red plum blossom in snow, is the perfect finishing touch. Paired with her blood-red pupils, her beauty is a blend of purity and aloofness, gentleness and charm, every smile and gesture capable of bewitching all.
The exquisite goddess gracefully turned the pages of an ancient scripture with her jade-like hands. Her red lips parted slightly, and in a soft, alluring voice, she asked the maid beside her, "My lord, when will you arrive?"
The maid bowed and replied, "Your Highness, the Prince Consort is currently refining the True Dragon Fist Gauntlets. It was a gift from the Earth Goddess to the Princess and Prince Consort; it is an ancient, incomplete artifact with a mysterious origin. Even with the Prince Consort's divine artifact-refining skills, it will take him quite some time to completely repair it."
Upon hearing this, the Venerable Linglong sat up, stretching her body and revealing her perfectly proportioned figure. She was a full 1.9 meters tall, with a slender figure and a cold, elegant demeanor. Her blood-red amber pupils flickered slightly, and a thoughtful expression appeared on her pretty face, without a trace of dissatisfaction. A divine artifact was worth the effort the prince consort would expend to repair.
"Haha, it seems Her Highness is upset that I wasn't by her side?"
A hearty laugh rang out as Ling Che's tall and imposing figure strode into the bedchamber. Seeing that his beloved wife seemed displeased, he immediately stepped forward, reached out and embraced the goddess Linglong, gently comforting her.
The exquisite goddess instantly transformed into a shy young girl, nestled in Ling Che's arms, her large, watery eyes gazing at him. Her stunning beauty and captivating demeanor were incredibly alluring, causing Ling Che's heart to flutter and almost causing him to succumb.
Feeling the warm and soft body in his arms, Ling Che sighed inwardly: "Indeed, the charm of a mature woman is the most captivating, especially a top-tier mature woman with such wealth and unparalleled beauty. The ancients were right."
His current form is a manifestation of his original body after its severance from the Dao. It shares the same soul and emotions as the main body, and is ultimately a part of it. When the main body transcends and the two return to one, it remains to be seen whether his beloved wife will be able to accept the real him.
At this thought, Ling Che felt a complex mix of emotions. The beauty in his arms was now soft and boneless, her affections tender and boundless.