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Chapter 738

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When Huayue Palace was broken through, the Saint Kings in the palaces facing Huayue Palace became extremely ugly.

Hua Le Palace was connected to Chong Ming Palace, Mirror Edge Palace, and Hanyuan Palace.

To enter Golden Light Palace, they had to go through these three palaces. Of course, they could go around them, but they had to go through the other palaces.

Chong Ming Palace was the third line of defense facing Hua Le Palace.

Chong Ming Palace was huge. When Chong Ming Palace was first built, the Chong Ming Clan had integrated the clan's grotto-heaven into this palace.

Among the seventy-two palaces, this palace was considered one of the more remote palaces, but it still looked like a sacred mountain.

These were definitely not ordinary palaces and pavilions.

It wouldn't be wrong to say that it was a continent floating on an island in the clouds!

In Chong Ming Palace, the Radiant King, the strongest of the Chong Ming Clan, was already nervous.

Chong Ming was the light.

This was a branch of the Immemorial Light Clan.

The Immemorial Light Clan was once known as the Divine Light Clan. They were the most favored clan of the Divine Light Clan. They were born with wings, pure white, and were favored by the Divine Light.

The stronger they were, the more wings they had. The strongest of them had twelve wings.

The twelve-winged Radiant King was the closest to the Divine Light Position.

The Chong Ming Clan had been in decline for a long time. Because of their special physique, they had been hunted down by the Divine Light Clan in the Spirit Sea Realm.

The Chong Ming Clan had an extremely rare trait. Their physique was one of the best materials for refining Light Puppets.

Of course, this was not the main point. The main point was that once the Chong Ming Clan members were converted, the power of faith they produced was not only pure, but also many times more than the average cultivator.

After the disappearance of the Divine Light Clan in the Primordial Age, the Immemorial Light Clan, one of the overlords of the Primordial Age, fell apart. Most of them did not escape the fate of being converted and captured.

Only a few of them managed to find a backer and were lucky enough to survive.

That was when the Chong Ming Clan escaped the calamity by entering the Wilderness.

However, the Wilderness was not a good place. The Chong Ming Clan had millions of clansmen at their peak. Only a few thousand clansmen survived under the protection of the Golden Light Daemon Lord.

The Radiant King, the strongest of the Radiant King, had just become a Saint!

Most of the clansmen had not even activated their bloodline to grow the Wings of Light!

In Chongming Palace, the current God of Light was a middle-aged man.

He was very tall. Although he looked middle-aged, he exuded an indescribable charm. The four wings on his back flapped, as if he was being praised by boundless light.

"My king, did the Demon Empress send any reinforcements?"

In the main hall, the six elders of the Chong Ming Tribe who held the highest positions looked at the Glorious King hopefully.

The Glorious King looked at the eager gazes of his people around him, and for a moment, a sense of sorrow welled up in his heart.

The Chong Ming Clan had never fallen so low.

At its peak, the Light Clan of the Ancient Era had ruled over several regions. They were famous for their fighting prowess. At that time, countless Human Clan sects were only qualified to be slaves. They didn't even dare to breathe loudly.

Now that they had come knocking on their door, the Chongming Clan had to beg for protection from others.

However, he had no choice but to do so. Otherwise, the Chong Ming Clan's extinction would be imminent.

Over the years, the Chongming Clan had joined the Wildlands Camp. Many Xingchen School disciples had died at the hands of the Chongming Clan. The Glorious King had reason to believe that the Chongming Clan would be completely annihilated after the Chongming Clan split open the Chongming Hall.

"Everyone, I have already sent a message to the Demon Empress. I believe the Demon Empress will send reinforcements here soon!"

"That's great!"

"That's great. With the Golden Light Clan's reinforcements, we will have nothing to worry about!"

"That's great!"



Looking at the overjoyed experts of his clan, the Glorious King's expression turned even uglier.

Many of the six elders heaved a sigh of relief. Two of them saw the Glorious King's eyes dim.

The two elders' expressions changed, and they couldn't help but send a voice transmission. "My king, could it be that the Demon Empress is unwilling to send reinforcements?"

"Great Elder, Second Elder, you should be more aware of the situation at the Golden Light Demon Palace. Now that Xingchen School has launched a large-scale invasion, many experts have entered the Battlefield of the Gods. Where will the reinforcements come from?"

These two elders were his trusted aides, so the Glorious King didn't hide anything.

"Then how can we defend ourselves? You and I both know about the Transformation Palace. The Radiant Saint Monarch Butterfly Clan and our Chong Ming Clan have been on good terms since ancient times. Although they have always claimed that the Three Realms Radiant Sun Formation in the Transformation Palace is only a sixth level formation, you and I both know that it is an extremely powerful seventh level formation!"

Great Elder's eyes revealed a trace of anger, but also a trace of fear.

A seventh level formation of the Light Element had been broken so easily. It was obvious that the culprit had an Immemorial Treasure that specialized in breaking formations, or even a seventh level mystic cultivator.

No matter which possibility it was, it was a disaster for the Chong Ming Palace!

"My king, did the Demon Empress not do anything when she heard that the Transformation Palace had been breached?" Second Elder's face was also red.

"The Demon Empress said that the Chong Ming Palace had the protection of a sixth level formation, and that the seventy-two palaces cooperated with each other. She was making a mountain out of a molehill. She even reprimanded me in front of all the experts!"

At this point, both Great Elder and Second Elder's faces changed.

"Idiots, a bunch of idiots. How can these people not know how terrifying that young man is? He can break a seventh level formation. This is a huge threat to the Wilderness. Don't these people understand? "

The two elders' faces were full of anger.

The Glorious King, on the other hand, wasn't too angry. Various emotions flashed across his eyes. "Actually, in my opinion, the Chong Ming Palace can't be defended anymore!"

"What?"

The two elders restrained their anger. They sensed something special from the Glorious King's words!

"The Golden Glazed Butterfly Clan is unreliable. If we want them to come and save us, I'm afraid it's impossible."

The Glorious King had been thinking about something else since he met the Demon Empress.

As the current ruler of the Chong Ming Clan, he couldn't sit by and watch the last branch of the Ancient Light Clan disappear.

"My king, what do you mean?"

The Great Elder deliberated for a moment. There was an inexplicable meaning in his voice.

"Since the Primordial Age, the Chong Ming Clan has sought refuge in the Wilderness. Generations of our clan have been the vanguard, fighting bravely. Our clan's territory, the City of Light, was slowly encroached by the Wilderness. Countless of our clan's disciples have been sacrificed …"

The Glorious King suddenly stopped talking.

Although he didn't say anything else, the Great Elder and Second Elder knew very well.

There had been a number of outstanding women in the Chong Ming Clan who had disappeared for no reason. Everyone knew the reason.

The Chong Ming Clan had a bloody history in the Wilderness.

"The Chong Ming Clan no longer owes anyone anything! Moreover, the Golden Light Race has already abandoned our Chongming Clan, so they can't blame us for doing so! "

If it was possible, the God of Glory would not be willing to give up this final resting place.

The Chong Ming Palace was the last of the Chong Ming Clan's tens of thousands of years of operations.

However, when he thought of the person who broke the formation of the Conversion Palace, the Glorious King had to make a choice!

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