Chapter 1923: War? Did I Agree to It?

Fang Chen sighed inwardly. As he had guessed, when the Demonic Beast Race's Heavenly Dao had guided the Demon Race to attack the Human Race back then, it had highly likely been a trap that the Old Man and Master Yun He had intentionally set.

During the Nether Ruins period, these Saints continuously plotted retreat paths for their race. Even if those paths could only have a chance of being utilized tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of years later, their approach was undeniably effective. Otherwise, the Human Race would not have appeared in the Nine Realms. This had to have resulted from those Saints "exchanging" the Nine Realms' coordinates that came from the mouths of the Demonic Beast Race during the Nether Ruins period. Plotting against the Demon Race was likely also for the future of the Human Race.

"Perhaps..." Fang Chen's eyes narrowed.

Did the Demonic Beast Race's Heavenly Dao also die because of this?

Without a Heavenly Dao, the immortal essence of the Nine Realms would not have dissipated so rapidly, allowing the various top experts present to remain at the peak of the ninth transformation today.

"One method yields multiple outcomes. Still, among these results, some clearly went beyond the Old Man and the others' expectations, or perhaps they had long anticipated them but simply had to gamble. One thing is certain. The Human Race that lived through the Nether Ruins era will never willingly remain in the Nine Realms. They must be thinking of ways to retread the path of the Saint Canon, allowing the human mortals to once again give birth to Supreme Bones."

Shi Xinghai said calmly, "Monarch Fang, in truth, you lack the ability to reverse today's situation. The only reason you can stand here and speak with the top factions of the Nine Realms is that the Yang God behind you chose to hand the Monarch Yan's Seal to you."

"If you're like the first emperor of the Black Sun Empire, you would know that siding with us is the best choice for the Nine Realms and for yourself. Hand over Gu Yueling, and I will personally grant you another hundred thousand slots."

Lu Fengshen's brow furrowed slightly as she glanced at Shi Xinghai, but she ultimately said nothing. Judging by her expression, however, she clearly believed Fang Chen was not qualified to receive that many slots.

Fang Chen smiled. "Gu Yueling is the key to your connection with the outsiders. Without her, it will take a lot longer for the outsiders to descend, during which the joint forces of all factions in the Nine Realms could suppress or even wipe you out. So while I am not important in your eyes, Gu Yueling certainly is."

A trace of impatience surfaced in Lu Fengshen's eyes. "Naturally. Since you know that much, you ought to cherish this hard-won opportunity."

"Daoist Lu, stop wasting words on them. Strike them already! In today's situation, even if True Immortal He does not come, they have absolutely no chance!" The first Black Sun emperor laughed strangely.

"Don't be in such a hurry to fight." Chen Feifei waved his hand, then looked at Fang Chen with a serious expression. "Monarch Fang, you just said Shi Xinghai was wrong, and that the path for the Human Race's rise wouldn't take that long. Why is that?"

All the ninth-transformation immortals gazed at Fang Chen. "Yes, why is that?"

They had naturally thought of the two methods Shi Xinghai mentioned. However, they were fundamentally unwilling to stake their lives and wealth on the Demonic Beast Race and live a life dependent on others' charity, even if it meant death! Now, they all wanted to know what rationale Fang Chen had for daring to say such things.

These entities don't know that the Yin Soldiers refined within the Eighteen Heavens Prison Tower include Limit Breaking Realm powerhouses, so their information remains stuck at the beginning. With those people, the Human Race's difficult situation will drastically improve. There will even be sufficient time and opportunities to nurture another Saint.

Fang Chen's thoughts stirred slightly. Currently, he was the only one who held this information asymmetry. Even the Old Man likely no longer remembered these matters related to him and was entirely unaware of the situation regarding the Eighteen Heavens Prison Tower. Yet, this matter could not be spoken of openly; otherwise, the Eighteen Heavens Prison Tower would inevitably face an even fiercer struggle.

Lu Fengshen and the others' objective is to prevent Motian Dizang from obtaining the tower. They're going with the flow and letting the human cultivators obstruct Motian Dizang so they can have enough energy to fight for the Eighteen Heavens Prison Tower. In reality, though, they don't value it particularly highly.

They only want to ensure no new Heavenly Dao emerges within the Nine Realms so no one can interfere with their subsequent plans. Once the demonic beasts' Dao Seeking Faction dispatches a Half Saint or even a Saint to assist them, matters regarding the Nine Realms will become a foregone conclusion, and the Human Race will be meat on the chopping block.What a pity...

Fang Chen sighed in his heart. He could not truly control the Eighteen Heavens Prison Tower either. Otherwise, this situation would have been easily taken care of.

Shi Xinghai shook his head gently. "He cannot explain it. He is merely bluffing everyone, hoping you will resolutely stand on his side. What he considers is only the current situation of the Nine Realms, never paving a way for the future. A seventh-transformation immortal... is still too young, after all."

The ninth-transformation immortals exchanged glances, a trace of contemplation gradually appearing in their eyes.

Shao Mengyuan thought that things were turning bad. Given the Human Race's situation, if they went to the Qingming Supreme Alliance, they could still have a chance to avoid detection and develop in secret. However, the Demon Race was entirely different! If the alliance found them again, they would inevitably face the destruction of their race. Unlike the Human Race, they did not have an escape route!

Their only chance of survival lay in whether the Nine Realms could birth a new Heavenly Dao. With a Heavenly Dao presiding, the Nine Realms would become extremely safe. No one would dare violate the rules that the Qingming Supreme Alliance had set—not even the high-level beings who had never shown their faces.

"I believe him. A few words from Shi Xinghai better not sway you." Shao Mengyuan laughed with feigned ease. "If you understood even a bit of information regarding the outsiders, you wouldn't wish for the Nine Realms to fall into their hands."

Lu Fengshen looked at Shi Xinghai, a trace of inquiry in her eyes. "Let us fight."

Shi Xinghai nodded gently. "So we shall."

A flash of gloominess crossed the first Black Sun emperor's eyes. It seemed that neither Lu Fengshen nor Shi Xinghai cared about his opinion on the matter.

The atmosphere became even more tense than before as a grand battle threatened to begin.

"War? Did I agree to it?"

Without anyone noticing when, a little girl had appeared beside Fang Chen. There were a few bloodstains on her cheeks, and her clothes seemed to have a few tears, making her look somewhat disheveled. Nevertheless, they could hardly conceal her porcelain, doll-like face.

Upon seeing the little girl, Lu Fengshen and the first emperor's expressions darkened drastically.

Fang Chen's expression was tinged with curiosity. "You are?"

The little girl smiled sweetly at him. "We finally meet, Monarch Fang. I am Motian Dizang."

He sighed. "Who went to stop you?"

Still smiling faintly, she answered, "A fellow named Li Daoye."

"Where is he?"

"Dead, naturally." Motian Dizang laughed. "Had he gone to stop True Immortal He or perhaps Lu Fengshen, he wouldn't have died. But he just had to come and stop me, a peerless monster."

Abbess Qinghe wanted to step forward, but Fang Chen reached out a hand to stop her.

The first emperor laughed loudly. "Motian Dizang, it's good that you are here. Now, our chances of victory are a hundred percent!"

Motian Dizang replied calmly, "No, your chances of victory are zero. Since you didn't want me to obtain the Eighteen Heavens Prison Tower, I won't let things work out in your favor by even a fraction."

Lu Fengshen frowned. "You and I both came from the Demonic Beast Race. Even if we have disagreements, we must first unite against external threats before dealing with internal matters."

Motian Dizang pointed at Fang Chen and flashed a smile that made even Fang Chen's scalp tingle. "I plan to unite with him against external threats."

In her hand, a token appeared.

Fang Chen's expression changed slightly. "The Consort Yan Seal..."