Chapter 366 - Ouroboros Alliance (9) (1/2)

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”Come, Daoist Ascension.” A sonorous voice echoed within Yan Zaizen's soul. He realized it was the Ruin Emperor's soul transmission. Pausing slightly, he pondered on something.

He looked out towards that black shadow and frowned slightly. A feeling of being looked at was vaguely felt. The shockingness of this was that it didn't originate from his Soul, Heavenly, or Dao sense, but his abnormal prophetic instinct.

However, he inwardly shook his head. It's likely that the All-Immortal Dragon was inspecting everyone on the ship and it exceeded his normal senses. If so, then everyone was being gazed at.

”You coming?” Yan Zaizen asked Yri. The agreement from before was his and his alone. Yri could spend this time cultivating or something less dangerous and more productive.

Yri only looked at Yan Zaizen with a look. This look contained a very clear intent: 'Where you go, I'll go.' Then that gaze shifted towards his groin and he could see the emotion in her eyes.

He sighed. This woman was relentless, unwilling to let her chance to achieve a Dao Soul go. It was both admirable and hilarious, making Yan Zaizen unsure if he should laugh or cry. He suspected that she may even break the rules of time if he did die and go back into the past to change the future.

Of course, doing something like that would receive the rejection of the heavens and universe as it'll be altering the fate of every particle in that universe, as all things were connected. Otherwise, how many people would go back in time?

Not saying more, he arrived at the location of the Nine Monarchs. He inspected them all, and they him. His eyes were calm as he traced their figures, stopping briefly on the Oneuli Empire's Emperor. He was taken aback by the sight of this man. From the soul jades, he knew who this man was and his various feats within the Heavenly Origin Grounds.

He didn't show any emotion as he only allowed his gaze to stop very briefly before looking at everyone else.

The young girl with archaic markings on her face eyes grew colder. It wasn't just her, all these elite figures and the eyes of their subordinates became dark and cold. It was sharp and Yan Zaizen's brow twitched slightly.

'Why are they exhibiting such a harsh attitude?'

The Ruin Emperor also frowned. Yan Zaizen hadn't paid them respects or vocally establishing a respectful attitude upon entering. He had entered and stood upright and calm, as if he was their equals. When the Ruin Emperor met him before, it was fine. After all, the Ruin Emperor had come with a purpose, but etiquette was incredibly prickly of a subject in the Heavenly Origin Grounds.

It's what separated the Yaoguai from the civilized.

Even the subordinates had their heads and eyes lowered, their aura concealed without the slightest leakage and their breathing subdued to a pinnacle. This type of bodily expression was the expression of a lesser.

Yan Zaizen had barely been in the Heavenly Origin Grounds long enough, and even if he did, he didn't feel that he needed to put himself as a lesser before anyone.

Yri's eyes shined. She had half a mind to act as a lesser as the cultivation bases of these people were high, and she was in their territory. However, seeing Yan Zaizen remain calm and expressing an equal attitude before these Heavenly Monarchs; she was internally happy.

Someone she was going to give her body and Celestial Origin to had to have this much attitude at least.

”Ruin Emperor, you called?” Yan Zaizen said. He came here because the Ruin Emperor told him to finish up his cultivation and come, he had even reminded him twice. He felt that it should be important, but he and everyone else was acting mute.

He wanted to say: ”You know you have nine months, seventeen days, four hours, twenty minutes, and forty seconds left, no?”

”Impudent!” The crimson-clothed woman darkly declared. A fiery and sharp aura erupted from her body, exhibiting a heaven-shaking force that caused the clothes of all these experts to flutter in the wind. Even the Ruin Emperor was affected, but he only shook his head slightly.

It would be better to teach juniors respect early on. To him, letting the Freya, a Heavenly Creation Realm expert at the First Phase, do so would allow him to intervene at least if the situation got difficult.

Freya was a member of the Berserk Harmony Palace, an upper-echelon member at her current cultivation base, and reached the Heavenly Creation Realm in the Mortal Law of the Sword. Her fire laws supplemented it with various profound arts that would make her an above average Heavenly Creation Realm expert.

Yan Zaizen frowned. This woman had attacked him before, and now she seemed ready to do it again. Even he had a limit to his patience. Before, he was in the wrong, but now that he simply wanted to know why he was here, he was being called impudent and aggressed upon.

So what if he didn't bow? So what if he didn't offer greetings or act like a lesser?

Did you all even have the qualifications for me to do that?

He didn't know who most of these people were, so he had no intention to lower his head like a coward scared of offending every stranger.

He ignored her, turned towards the Ruin Emperor and asked once again, this time more clearly, ”Ruin Emperor, what did you call me for?” His tone was no longer polite. Instead, he was already a little frustrated at his own stupidity in agreeing to this, even for a year.

The other Monarchs were taken aback, especially Freya. Her aura stilled as if she never expected Yan Zaizen to treat her like the air in the atmosphere - invisible.

The young, bare-footed man smiled, ”Is this your so-called 'key figure to our success,' Ruin Emperor?” His words were laced with mockery and disdain. To invite an expert who did not know the immensity of heaven and earth was entertaining but lacked a little...wisdom?

Earlier, the Ruin Emperor had referred to Yan Zaizen as a key figure in the success of their mission, but he didn't think so. He hadn't spoken up before but now he did.

Yan Zaizen glanced towards this young man. His aura was reserved but brimmed with a type of life force. This life force felt odd, more physical and more false than the true World Law of Life. It was as if his physical energies contained unique life properties.

The squirming veins of his feet seemed to contain an overwhelming internal power.

'Fiendgod?' Yan Zaizen assumed.

Fiendgod cultivation focused on one's internal energy and force. It wasn't like the Herculean Path where it was nearly all physique-oriented. Instead, it was like the Heavenly Path with one's physical body.

”I stand by what I said, Sectmaster Sanji.” The Ruin Emperor stayed firm to his words.

”We don't need an imbecile,” the winged woman offhandedly commented. It was careless as if she wasn't referring to Yan Zaizen, but all these experts could easily conclude who she meant.

Freya's eyes blazed in a fiery blaze, a sharpness emanated from this blaze. She seemed to transform into a goddess of fire and war as her aura spiked. The words of that winged woman was definitely a tactful agreement to her actions. However, her gaze still turned to the young girl seeking approval.

The young girl didn't say anything, closing her eyes as if the situation before her didn't exist.