Chapter 419: Chapter 419

"Is the Qin Dynasty’s Saint’s Court the power rumored to possess the art of resurrection, which has caused such an uproar?" Chu Changfei’s eyes lit up, and he hastily asked. Perhaps due to his excitement, a terrifying aura unintentionally erupted from him, causing the Void to fluctuate and all laws to disintegrate.

After consuming the saintly elixir and undergoing tens of millions of years of cultivation, his cultivation had reached the Great Emperor Realm.

However, on ordinary days, the Elixir Pavilion focused on refining elixirs and did not show off its might, thus it was underestimated by many powers.

"Yes, it is the Qin Dynasty’s Saint’s Court in the East Border!" the Great Elder exclaimed, his excitement palpable.

Chu Miaoyu raised a slender eyebrow slightly, her red lips parting as she asked, "Great Elder, do you truly believe the Qin Dynasty knows the art of resurrection? In ancient times, countless celestial beings existed, and Immortal Laws were innumerable, yet none could bring the dead back to life!"

Her voice was pleasing to the ear, melodic and captivating, but carried a tone of skepticism.

"We have to give it a try!" The Great Elder’s excitement gradually subsided.

Chu Changfei remained silent, pacing back and forth before the Stone Palace. Eventually, he stopped and declared firmly, "Let’s give it a try! If the Qin Dynasty can save our ancestor, they will be our benefactors. If they cannot, they will be guilty!"

A terrifying killing intent burst forth from Chu Changfei.

The person he revered most in his life was his ancestor, Chu Renjie. Anyone who dared to jest about healing the ancestor would be committing a capital offense!

"Father, I’ll go with you!" Chu Miaoyu declared cheerfully, undaunted by the murderous aura.

Chu Changfei nodded and walked into the Stone Palace. It was as if he had entered a new Void; beneath his feet lay a vast expanse of water, dotted with countless blooming lotus flowers that emitted a bluish-green light.

In the center of the lotus pond was a blooming water lotus, exuding a rich Spiritual Energy.

Amidst the water lotus hung a blue stone bed, its surface exquisitely carved with lotuses that carried a unique energy.

On top of the stone bed lay a withered corpse, above which hovered a spirit so faint it seemed a gust of wind would cause it to dissipate.

Before the Qin Dynasty’s Saint’s Court publicly invited the Elixir Pavilion to resurrect the Elixir Saint, another significant event had occurred in the East Border.

This event stemmed from racial conflict!

「Beast Emperor City, The One Thousand Demon Saint’s Court!」

This massive city stretched over 3,000 miles, comparable to the territory of an average empire. The buildings within were colossal, many thousands of feet tall, presenting an imposing spectacle.

Countless terrifying auras emanated from the city, shaking the Changkong and carrying a hint of savagery.

At the city’s enormous gate, a merchant caravan drove in. A huge carriage, emblazoned with the imperial clan’s insignia, entered the city under the awed gazes of the city guards.

The carriage was filled with humans. They cowered, their faces etched with terror and despair.

They knew the countdown to their doom had begun!

The caravan sped towards the imperial palace at the city’s center, then entered the imperial kitchens. Immediately, several thousand chefs from the Black Gold Pig Tribe, all skilled in culinary arts, emerged and led the humans from the carriages into the kitchens.

About an hour later, platters of "delicacies" were served: human blood, human liver, human hearts, sliced human flesh...

In this splendid imperial palace, humans were nothing more than livestock for slaughter. Every day, tens of thousands of humans met a gruesome end in the imperial kitchens, their bodies vanishing without a trace.

In the heart of the imperial palace stood an ice-and-gold edifice known as the Heavenly Bear Palace!

Xiong Lie sat upon his ice throne, a table before him laden with sumptuous dishes.

Below him, the upper echelons of the One Thousand Demon Saint’s Court were gathered. There were not many, only about thirty individuals, but they represented the major alien races of the East Border, each radiating a powerful aura.

"These humans are truly a delicacy! Not long ago, I devoured an entire city’s population, and my cultivation broke through from the initial stage of the Great Emperor Realm to the intermediate stage. It saved me tens of thousands of years of cultivation!" the Clan Leader of the Bloodthirsty Demon Tiger Clan said with intoxicated pleasure, his crimson eyes shining as he savored a mouthful of food.

"Haha, Your Majesty is indeed wise! Conquering the Kylin Holy Land’s territory has provided us with an endless supply of blood-food, allowing our people to feast to their hearts’ content!" the Clan Leader of the Sky Fox Tribe said flatteringly, raising his cup in a toast.

Xiong Lie set down his cup and smiled. "Do you want to feast on even more blood-food?"

The eyes of the assembled Clan Leaders lit up.

"A battle between us and the Qin Dynasty’s Saint’s Court is inevitable. According to our intelligence, there are at least a hundred million Qin merchants within the territories of the three major powers. Furthermore, their cultivation levels are not weak; all are at the Fasang Realm or above!" A glint of avarice flashed in Xiong Lie’s eyes.

There was a significant difference between various types of blood-food, much like the disparity between hundred-year-old spiritual plants and ten-thousand-year-old ones.

After the destruction of the Kylin Holy Land, countless Martial Artists began to migrate from the territories they had occupied. Those left behind were mostly weaker humans, akin to hundred-year-old spiritual plants.

However, Qin merchants capable of conducting trade across different domains undoubtedly possessed considerable strength; otherwise, they couldn’t protect themselves. They were comparable to ten-thousand-year-old spiritual plants.

At their current cultivation levels, consuming ordinary humans offered little benefit beyond sating their carnal desires. Only by devouring powerful Human Warriors could they enhance their cultivation.

"The Qin Dynasty’s Saint’s Court?" The Clan Leaders exchanged glances, licked their blood-stained lips, and then broke into cruel smiles. It was, indeed, an excellent idea.

"I support Your Majesty’s decision!" the Clan Leader of the Bloodthirsty Demon Tiger Clan was the first to speak, his tone tinged with impatience.

The other Clan Leaders also rose to voice their support. Such a prime opportunity was rare.

After all, the alien races in the East Border were generally in a weaker position. Opportunities to openly and justifiably devour humans, especially powerful Martial Artists, were few and far between.

"Excellent! In that case, I will immediately contact the Qionghua Holy Land and the Zixiao Holy Land. Each clan is to dispatch an army to capture the Qin merchants and Martial Artists!" Xiong Lie also stood up, roaring with excitement.

A terrifying murderous aura permeated the grand hall. The Evil Qi tore through the Void, changing the color of the sky above Beast Emperor City.

That day, dozens of alien legionaries departed from their territories, sharpening their blades as they headed towards the Qionghua Holy Land and Zixiao Holy Land to begin apprehending the merchant caravans of the Qin Dynasty’s Saint’s Court.

Within a large trading city in the Qionghua Holy Land, many Qin merchants wore worried frowns.

I wonder when we’ll be able to return!

In an inn, a richly adorned merchant named Qian Fugui lamented.

He had organized a trade caravan that was intercepted by the Qionghua Holy Land’s army just after leaving the Great Wall. They were placed under house arrest in the city, forbidden to leave. Fortunately, his goods had not been confiscated; he had only lost time.

However, for some unknown reason, an ominous premonition gripped him, as if a great disaster was imminent.

Qian Fugui gritted his teeth, produced a Space Ring, and headed towards the City Lord’s Mansion.

He had immense faith in his intuition. Over thousands of years in trade, it was precisely this intuition that had helped him evade countless dangers.

Just as his front foot crossed the inn’s threshold, an alien army stormed into the city and surrounded the inn.

"Brothers, move out!" an alien commander roared, charging into the inn. They apprehended all the Qin merchants, killing any who resisted on the spot, splattering blood everywhere.

The slain merchants were immediately devoured by the alien soldiers, leaving only bones and entrails behind.

When Qian Fugui, his heart aching from the bribe he’d paid, returned to the inn from the City Lord’s Mansion, he was stunned by the sight of blood-soaked floors and half-eaten bones.

"Damn these aliens! Damn the Qionghua Holy Land!" Qian Fugui’s eyes turned bloodshot. His friends, his companions—all dead!

He knew that only alien races devoured humans. And for alien races to dare commit such atrocities within the city walls, they must have had the Qionghua Holy Land’s permission.

"I must return... I must report the news of the Qin merchants’ slaughter to His Majesty!" Qian Fugui clenched his fists so tightly that his sharp fingernails pierced his palms, drawing lines of blood.

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