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Chapter 1740 Zhuge Fayun's Thoughts

"You are Xie Mo?"

Shen Xuan waved his hand, his gaze falling on the Evil Emperor with a hint of scrutiny, "Why did the Evil Clan send you here?"

"I have come on the orders of my clan to inform the clan leader that a mysterious force related to the rules has recently appeared on the border, and the Ghost Clan seems to be secretly controlling the undead, which may be detrimental to all clans."

The Evil Emperor spoke calmly, reciting his prepared remarks while carefully observing Shen Xuan's expression.

A glint of light flashed in Shen Xuan's eyes. He naturally knew that what the Evil Emperor said was probably not true, but he did not expose it. Instead, he smiled and said, "I already know about this matter. Thank you for informing me, Evil Clan. My Shen Clan will definitely attend the Spirit Clan's Heavenly Altar meeting three days later to discuss countermeasures with the other clans. You have come from afar, why don't you stay and rest for a while before leaving?"

"Thank you for your kindness, Chieftain, but I have important matters to attend to and need to deliver messages to other clans. I will not disturb you any longer and will take my leave!"

After saying this, he bowed and turned to walk out of the Divine Palace. As soon as he left the territory of the Divine Clan, he shook off the auras of the Tai Clan and the Gui Clan who were following him. He transformed into a streak of light and sped towards the direction of the Killing Clan.

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The habitat of the Sha clan!

The Sha Clan is skilled in killing techniques, natural-born assassins, ruthless and deadly in every move. In the great war at the end of the ancient era, the Sha Clan suffered heavy losses. Although there are not many disciples in the clan now, each one is a powerful expert capable of fighting ten against one. Among the nine major clans, no one dares to easily provoke the Sha Clan.

As soon as the Evil Emperor arrived at the territory of the Killing Clan, he felt an intense killing aura lock onto him. A streak of blood-red light instantly attacked from the front, flashing with blade light and carrying a sharp killing aura, aiming straight for his brow.

The Evil Emperor neither dodged nor evaded, but raised his hand and pointed. A wisp of light, faint ink-like, touched the tip of the blade, and the sharp blade light instantly dissipated. The blood-red light was knocked back several steps, revealing a young man wearing a blood-red battle robe. His face was arrogant, and his eyes were like knives. He was none other than Sha Ying, the young patriarch of the Sha Clan, with the cultivation of the early stage of the Dao God. His killing techniques had reached the pinnacle!

"Who dares to trespass on my Sha clan's territory?"

Sha Ying held a blood-red longsword, his aura of killing intent surging, his gaze sharp as a blade as he stared intently at the Evil Emperor.

The Evil Emperor revealed the Evil Clan's patrol token and said in a calm tone: "Xie Mo, an outer sect patrolman of the Evil Clan, has come to visit the clan leader and exchange information on the border on the orders of the clan."

"People of the Xie clan?"

A hint of surprise flashed in Sha Ying's eyes, followed by a cold laugh. "My Sha clan never exchanges information with other clans. Either fight or leave. Enough with the nonsense."

Having said that, he swung his sword again, the blood-red blade light carrying a murderous aura, slashing towards the Evil Emperor. Wherever the blade passed, a crack was cleaved in the void.

A cold glint flashed in the Evil Emperor's eyes, and the faint dark spiritual light around him surged. He raised his hand and struck out with a palm. The dark palm wind collided with the blood-red blade light, producing a loud bang. The killing shadow was shaken back several steps, his tiger's mouth split open, and the blood-red longsword almost slipped from his hand.

"You actually possess such strength?"

A hint of shock flashed in Sha Ying's eyes. He was very proud of himself and believed that no one in the early stage of Dao God could defeat him, but he was easily defeated by a patrol guard from the outer sect of the Xie Clan.

"It's just self-preservation."

The Evil Emperor said calmly, "I am not here to fight, but to deliver a message on the orders of my clan. Recently, a mysterious force related to the rules has appeared on the border, and the Divine Clan is colluding with the remnants of the ancient gods, which may be detrimental to the nine great clans. If you do not want to be implicated in the killing of the clan leader, I hope you will come to the Spirit Clan's Heavenly Altar for a meeting in three days."

Having said that, he said no more, and with a flicker of his body, he transformed into a streak of light and sped off toward the Poison Clan.

Sha Ying gazed in the direction he had left, a hint of solemnity flashing in his eyes. He raised his hand and sent a blood-red communication talisman flying towards the main hall of the Sha Clan: "Father, a mysterious patrolman from the Xie Clan has arrived. He is incredibly powerful and says that the Shen Clan is colluding with the remnants of the ancient gods. There may be unforeseen events at the Heavenly Altar meeting three days from now!"

The Poison Clan's habitat is hidden in a miasma forest. The entire area is shrouded in colorful miasma, and the forest is full of exotic flowers and herbs, all of which are highly poisonous. The Poison Clan's disciples all wear colorful patterned short robes, have delicate features, but each of them carries a strange poison. Their lifespan is extremely short, at most a thousand years, but they possess both the art of bringing the dead back to life and the art of poison making. They are both natural healers and natural poison masters.

As soon as the Evil Emperor entered the Miasma Forest, he felt that the air around him was full of poison, and his skin felt burned when touched. He raised his hand and wiped his body with a demonic rune, which instantly blocked the poison.

Deep in the forest, a bamboo house stood amidst the colorful miasma. Outside the house, a girl dressed in a colorful patterned short robe was refining poison. The girl looked to be only a little over ten years old, with delicate features. She held a poisonous herb in her hand, and with a light flick of her fingertips, the herb turned into a wisp of colorful poisonous smoke, which merged into the alchemy furnace beside her.

It was none other than Du Yao, the young patriarch of the Poison Clan. She was at the early stage of the Dao God realm, and her poison-refining and medical skills had reached a state of perfection. Although she was a woman, she was the only genius of the Poison Clan!

"Who dares to trespass into my Poisonous Miasma Forest?"

Without raising her head, Du Yao spoke in a cold tone, flicking her fingertips. A wisp of five-colored poisonous smoke flew towards the Evil Emperor, and the plants withered instantly in its wake.

The Evil Emperor raised his hand and waved, the dark spiritual light dispersing the poisonous smoke. He then revealed the Evil Clan's patrol token: "Evil Mo, an outer sect patrolman of the Evil Clan, has come to visit the Poison Clan Chief on the orders of the clan and to convey news from the border."

Du Yao looked up and saw that the Evil Emperor was surrounded by runes that could actually block her poisonous smoke. A hint of surprise flashed in her eyes: "A member of the Evil Clan? He does have some ability. My Du Clan does not concern itself with worldly affairs. Border matters are none of my concern. You may leave."

"This matter is closely related to the Poison Clan."

The Evil Emperor said calmly, "Recently, a mysterious force related to the rules has appeared on the border. Its aura can corrode the soul, and ordinary elixirs are ineffective. Only the Poison Clan's art of resurrection might be able to cure it. Moreover, Ling Hao will convene a meeting of all clans in three days. If the Poison Clan does not attend... I think you should know the consequences!"

A hint of seriousness flashed in Du Yao's eyes.

After a moment of silence, she said, "I will inform my father about this matter. My Poison Clan will definitely be there in three days. You can leave now. Beyond this point lies my Poison Clan's forbidden area for refining poison. Don't blame me for being impolite."

The Evil Emperor bowed in thanks, turned and walked out of the miasma forest, then headed to the Xu and Si clans.

The Xu clan's habitat is hidden in a void rift. Xu clan disciples are naturally immune to physical attacks and can return half of the damage. The Evil Emperor conveyed the news from the border with just a few words, and Xu clan patriarch Xu Miao agreed to go there for a meeting three days later.

The Death Clan resides in a desolate valley. The Death Clan possesses the Mark of Death, has extremely poor reproductive ability, yet is immortal. Even after death, they can continue to fight as undead. The Death Clan Chief, Death Silence, is a terrifying being who has lived for countless years.

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After the Evil Emperor had visited all seven clans, it was already dark. Finally, he transformed into a streak of light and sped toward the Evil Clan's habitat. As soon as he arrived at the Evil Clan's territory, he saw Xie Yuan standing at the village entrance, his eyes filled with anxiety!

"How is it? Any discoveries from the seven major clans?" Xie Yuan greeted him immediately upon his return, his tone grave.

The Evil Emperor raised his hand and waved, a dark rune forming a soundproof barrier. He slowly said, "The situation is worse than I imagined. The Tai Clan controls the rune array, intending to sit back and watch the tigers fight. The Shen Clan is colluding with the remnants of the ancient gods, and the Gui Clan controls necromancy, secretly gathering strength. The Sha Clan is warlike and has already been provoked by the Shen Clan. The Du Clan and Xu Clan are neutral, but they are afraid of being affected; the Si Clan is immortal and fears only the rules. The Spirit Clan's Heavenly Altar meeting in three days will likely be the beginning of a rift between the nine great clans!"

A hint of shock flashed in Xie Yuan's eyes: "It's gotten this chaotic? How should our Xie Clan deal with this?"

A glint of light flashed in the Evil Emperor's eyes, and a cold smile curled at the corner of his mouth: "Ling Hao wants to command the various clans, and the seven major clans each have their own agendas. We, the Evil Clan, will play the role of the fisherman. You will go with Zhuge Fayun to the meeting three days later, while I will lie in wait in the shadows. Once they are both exhausted, I will then step in to clean up the mess."

"Perhaps their disappearance began with this very meeting!"

"I remember the outcome; it ended on a sour note!"

"Furthermore, you must take this opportunity to completely seize power from the Xie Clan from Zhuge Fayun!"

Xie Yuan nodded emphatically, "Okay! I'll listen to you."

Just then, a cold light flashed in the eyes of the Evil Emperor. He raised his hand and struck the shadow of the trees beside him. A dark figure was blasted out. It was An Yi, who had been sent by the Tai Clan to track him. At this moment, he was coughing up blood and barely breathing.

"The Tai family is quite persistent."

The Evil Emperor said calmly, and with a flick of his finger, a wisp of dark spiritual light obliterated An Yi's soul. "It seems that old bastard Taiyan has also become suspicious of our Evil Clan."

A ruthless glint flashed in Xie Yuan's eyes: "He dared to follow us, he deserves to die. However, with his death, I'm afraid even more eyes will be watching us during the meeting three days later."

"It doesn't matter."

The Evil Emperor waved his hand, "Three days from now at the Spirit Clan's Heavenly Altar will mark the beginning of our Evil Clan's rise. The secrets of the seven great clans' disappearance, and whether Zhuge Fayun has any other motives, will all be slowly revealed on that day..."

As night deepened, the Xie clan's habitat fell into tranquility, but beneath this tranquility, turbulent undercurrents surged.

The eyes of the nine major clans were all focused on the Spirit Clan's Altar of Heaven, three days from now...

In Xie Wuji's secluded cultivation place, Zhuge Fayun leaned against a pillar in the hall, gazing at the night outside the window, a sinister glint flashing in his eyes: "Future Evil Emperor, do you think you can control everything? The split of the seven great clans is just the beginning of my plan. When you find my future self and obtain that thing that can defeat the rules, that will be your death day. The ultimate ruler of the entire universe will only be me, Zhuge Fayun!"

"Whether it's the past or the future!"

He raised his hand and waved, and a pale golden rune quietly merged into the night and flew towards the depths of the universe. It was the message he was sending to the rules. However, he did not know that as soon as the rune flew out of the Evil Clan's territory, it was quietly intercepted by the dark runes laid down by the Evil Emperor and turned into a wisp of ashes.

The Evil Emperor stood on the roof of the Evil Abyss, gazing at the wisp of ashes, a cold glint in his eyes: "Zhuge Fayun, your little tricks are not enough. You think you can kill me by using the rules? You'll be disappointed."