Outside Liang Zhu City, in an ordinary-looking manor of a small landowner...
Outside the exquisite and somewhat vulgar three-story white stone castle, the flowerbed was filled with black roses. The rose branches coiled around each other, with poisonous thorns that were thinner than hair needles, sparkling with a faint cold light in the dark night.
Fist-sized black roses bloomed splendidly. A breeze blew across and transformed the black pollen into a drifting mist that enveloped the entire manor. Many nocturnal insects silently flew over the flowerbed and fell to the ground. They were silently corroded by the black pollen, leaving not even a bit of residue behind.
Occasionally, a few demons and monsters that were naturally born in the forest would drift along with the wind. These invisible and traceless spirits would fly over the manor, and immediately, a large amount of black pollen would rise into the air and surround these demons and monsters like living creatures.
Following a sizzling noise, a few black light spots flashed across the sky, corroding all evil spirits without leaving any trace.
Underground, the thin and long roots of the black rose tree wove together like a spider web, creating a huge network with a diameter of several miles. A hall, which was carved from a single piece of magic crystal, was located in the core area of this network, and was wrapped in countless black roots, which contained deadly poison.
In the square hall, around a mile in width and squared area, the twelve emperors in power of Yu Dynasty sat around a round table with serious faces.
Polo Jia, who had just returned from Pan Heng world, looked at the other eleven emperors with a dark face. Subconsciously, he fiddled with a black bone dagger. The dagger edge sparkled with a dim gray light, occasionally slicing the air and causing shrill noises.
The beautiful Yemo Luoye smilingly looked at Polo Jia and said with a soft voice, "Alright, Polo Jia, we're on the same side. Back then, there were some misunderstandings, but I hope we can all understand that our interests are the same."
"Including letting me die?" Polo Jia looked at the others with a dark face and said, "You should understand why I've been so close to Ji Hao these days. It's not my fault. You made a mistake. The moment you abandoned me, I … "
Piji Nu interrupted Polo Jia and said, "Give me a number. How much do you have to pay to be our friend, our partner, our comrade-in-arms again? Don't tell me that you're hell-bent on allying with the humankind. That's ridiculous. "
Polo Jia remained silent for a while, then glanced at Yemo Luoye, Piji Nu, Dishi Yanluo, and the other emperors, then took out a leather scroll from his sleeve and quickly wrote a line of characters on it with a charcoal pen. With a light push of his palm, the scroll slid across the table and stopped right at the center of the table.
Eleven streams of obscure divine senses quickly swept through the scroll. The group of people glanced at each other, hesitated for a while, then nodded in unison.
Yemo Luoye slightly clapped her hands. Following her, a group of beautiful Yu Clan girls walked out from a secret door in a corner of the hall, a group of Yu Clan girls walked out, holding trays and serving wine to the twelve emperors on the scene. The twelve emperors raised their glasses and smiled 'sincerely' to each other with the complicated etiquette of Yu Clan people, then drained the wine.
Wiping the wine stain on his mouth corner, Polo Jia puffed out his chest and said blandly, "I know what you want to know … In Pan Heng world, I witnessed Blood Crown descending. It was a terrifying war, a terrifying power, but the final result … "
Spreading his hands, Polo Jia continued hesitantly with a trace of confusion and fear, "I don't know what happened at the end. But since you've all shown enough sincerity, as a wise man from Flow Moon, I have to give you a sincere advice … "
Raising his head, Polo Jia carefully organized his words, then said slowly, word by word, "I saw Priest Mu and Priest Hua … Back then, our ancestors, the first batch of people who invaded Pan Gu world, easily defeated Priest Mu and Priest Hua. They caused a great loss to our ancestors, but after our ancestors began to pay attention to them, they were defeated quickly, and disappeared without a trace. "
Piji Nu frowned and said, "This is recorded in the 'Epic of Conquest' left by our ancestors. Priest Mu and Priest Hua were just two plants, not so powerful. They were strong, but not strong enough to fight against us."
Polo Jia frowned and said, "Perhaps, our ancestors lied … Of course, things like this happen all the time. The history of our Yu Clan is full of lies and hypocrisy, and things like this are unavoidable … Or, we were fooled."
"My advice, we have to face the power of Pan Gu world. This world is not as simple as we think. " Polo Jia looked at Yemo Luoye, who was sitting in front of him, admiring her stunningly beautiful face, and said, "I saw them trample on Blood Crown with my own eyes … I also saw two 'crowns' descend."
Everyone in the hall had a strange expression on their faces.
A long while later, Yemo Luoye said carefully, "Three 'Crowns'? Came to Pan Heng world at the same time? "
Polo Jia nodded.
Another long while later, Poto Yuan from Sunset Moon punched on the round table, widely opened his erect eye, and growled, "Damn it! Blood Crown is being targeted! The other two 'Crowns' had been following Blood Crown all the way here. The three 'Crowns' can't hide their actions from the Holy Realm, from those holy beings. We're in trouble. "
Polo Jia looked at the others coldly and said, "Trouble? Indeed, a huge trouble. Not only the three 'Crowns', I also witnessed the terrifying powers of Priest Hua and Priest Mu, powers that are beyond our imagination, powers that I can't even understand … Also, let me tell you a piece of bad news. Ji Hao … is definitely more powerful than 'Crowns'. "
Before the group of emperors recovered from the series of shocks brought by Polo Jia, the manor above the hall was suddenly engulfed in a raging fire.
Countless Yu Clan and Jia Clan warriors led large groups of dark-kind slave warriors and non-humankind slaves. Roaring hoarsely, they launched attacks on the manor from all directions. Arrows swished down like a heavy rain, heavy axes and hammers swished across the sky, and all kinds of magic descended like a tsunami, drowning all guards in the manor.
The twelve emperors in power had secretly brought the elites of their respective clans here, and they were the most loyal warriors. Facing the sudden attack, they fought back vigorously, but were quickly defeated and killed by the encirclement of the enemies who outnumbered them a hundred times.
A thunderous bang could be heard, and the ground quaked. The three-floored castle on the ground was incinerated in a raging fire. Large patches of black roses were covered in the fire and burned into ashes.
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