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Meng Hao looked at the charred corpse of Qian Fengyuan, his heart heavy as a mountain. His sacrifice was not only to buy time but also to expose the deeper conspiracy of the Underworld Palace.
"The Forbidden Gate..." Meng Hao murmured, the term swirling in his mind like a curse, bringing an unprecedented sense of crisis. He took a deep breath, suppressing his grief, and glanced at the barely conscious Ju Mu.
Now was not the time for sorrow; he needed to utilize Ju Mu to gather more intelligence about the Underworld Palace and then unite various factions to combat this evil force capable of overturning the entire martial world.
The setting sun cast a blood-red hue over the Kongtong Sect's base, and the atmosphere was tense, as if on the verge of explosion. The flames lit up the sky and painted the faces of everyone present in crimson.
Meng Hao stood tall at the front, his figure erect and his gaze sharp as an eagle. He surveyed the room filled with remnants from Kongtong Sect, the Iron Hammer faction, and several representatives from the Xuanheng faction who had gathered together.
The alliance meeting was a spur-of-the-moment decision aimed at uniting all possible forces to resist the shadow of the Underworld Palace.
"Everyone must already be aware of the Underworld Palace's wolfish ambitions," Meng Hao's voice resonated powerfully in the silent conference hall. "They are not only targeting Kongtong Sect but also attempting to seize control of the Seven Divine Weapons to open what they call the 'Forbidden Gate' and overturn the entire martial world!"
His words were firm and resonant, yet they did not immediately elicit an enthusiastic response. Bai Yunzi sat at the leftmost seat, his white beard flowing as he scrutinized Meng Hao with sharp eyes.
On the surface, he appeared to be listening, but in reality, he was secretly observing Meng Hao's every move, assessing what capabilities this young woodcutter had to unite such a disparate array of factions.
The representatives from Xuanheng displayed disdain; they were already skeptical of this suddenly rising figure and now felt that this alliance meeting was merely a desperate struggle for survival. They exchanged glances among themselves, each calculating how to profit from this chaos rather than genuinely seeking an alliance.
At that moment, Steel King suddenly stood up, his robust frame resembling an iron tower. His voice carried an unmistakable arrogance: "Meng Hao! While you have some skills, thinking you can make us Iron Hammer faction bow down with just a few words is rather naive!"
He swept his gaze across everyone present, his eyes filled with contempt for his allies: "You weaklings! What right do you have to fight alongside my Iron Hammer faction?!"
As soon as these words left his mouth, the conference hall erupted in uproar. The disciples of Kongtong Sect glared angrily, while representatives from Xuanheng wore grim expressions.
"Steel King! What do you mean by that?!" an elder from Kongtong Sect couldn't help but shout angrily.
Steel King sneered coldly, his eyes ablaze with battle intent: "What I mean is simple—only those strong enough have the right to speak! Meng Hao, if you truly have what it takes to lead us, then show us your true abilities!"
His words were undoubtedly a blatant provocation, instantly escalating tensions to a boiling point.
Meng Hao's gaze sharpened slightly; he understood that the Steel King was pressing him to take a stance while also testing his strength. Just as the atmosphere became tense, a graceful figure stepped forward. Li Yunyan moved with elegance, her black dress outlining her captivating curves. A charming smile played on her lips, and her eyes sparkled like autumn waters, yet held a hint of mystery.
She spoke softly, "Steel King, your words are misguided. The alliance seeks unity and cooperation, not mere competition." Her voice was enchanting, carrying a unique charm that calmed the previously agitated crowd.
Li Yunyan glided to Meng Hao's side, leaning slightly as her delicate hand rested on his arm. The soft touch sent a jolt through him. She leaned closer to his ear, her breath fragrant like orchids. "Meng Lang, as long as you are willing to listen to me, Yunyan can offer you more... greater power, enough for you to dominate the martial world."
Her voice dripped with temptation, imbued with an alluring force that suggested that with a nod from Meng Hao, the entire world could be laid at his feet. A shiver ran through Meng Hao; the seductive power emanating from Li Yunyan coursed through him like electricity. Yet he quickly regained his composure.
He glanced at Li Yunyan's infinitely tempting eyes, devoid of any infatuation—only vigilance remained. He understood her true nature; this woman’s thirst for power surpassed even his own. Her words seemed enticing but concealed hidden thorns.
"Miss Li, I appreciate your kindness," Meng Hao replied coolly, gently withdrawing from her touch. "The matters of the alliance concern the survival of the martial world; we must prioritize the greater good."
Li Yunyan's smile faltered slightly, a flicker of something sinister passing through her eyes. She hadn't expected Meng Hao to be so "unromantic," nor did she anticipate that he could resist her allure.
At that moment, an indescribable sense of crisis suddenly enveloped them. Outside the conference hall, several shadows flickered like phantoms, and a pungent smell of blood filled the air.
"Assassins from the Underworld Palace!" someone shouted in terror.
Hundreds of shadows surged from all directions, their movements swift and fluid, weapons glinting ominously as they charged toward the hall. The Underworld Palace's ambush was shockingly swift and precise! They clearly aimed to take advantage of the alliance meeting to eliminate all martial elites in one fell swoop!
"This is bad! It's an ambush!" Bai Yunzi's expression changed drastically as he sprang to his feet, readying his Seven Injuries Fist.
The Steel King roared in anger as a massive iron hammer appeared in his hand with a deafening crash. But the number of Underworld Palace assassins was overwhelming and coordinated; they rushed into the hall at lightning speed, quickly surrounding everyone within.
The sharp blades and poisoned hidden weapons rained down like a torrential storm. The representatives of the Xuanheng Sect were caught off guard, instantly overwhelmed by the assassins' attacks, unable to even let out a scream.
Meng Hao's eyes narrowed sharply as he stepped forward, the Heavenly Axe in his hand erupting with blinding golden light.
"Enough of this tyranny!" he roared, swinging the Heavenly Axe with all his might. A golden shield expanded outward from him in an instant, centering around his figure.
This was the power of the "Bronze Arm." Though still in its initial stage, at this critical moment, it acted like an impenetrable fortress, blocking all the assassins' attacks completely.
Clang! Clang!
Countless blades and hidden weapons struck against the shield, producing crisp sounds but failing to budge it even slightly. Meng Hao's shield not only protected himself but also shielded Bai Yunzi, Steel King, and even Li Yunyan within its confines.
Everyone stared in shock at this scene; Meng Hao's Heavenly Axe shield was astonishingly powerful! This strength exceeded their wildest imaginations!
The assassins were also taken aback; they had not anticipated that Meng Hao possessed such formidable defensive capabilities.
Seizing the moment of their surprise, a cold glint flashed in Meng Hao's eyes.
"Counterattack!" he shouted fiercely, shaking the Heavenly Axe in his hand. A surge of rebound force erupted instantly. The blades and hidden weapons that had been blocked by the shield rebounded at that moment, shooting back towards the Yomiya assassins like a tidal wave!
The assassins were caught off guard; many were struck by their own returning weapons, falling to the ground with cries of agony.
This scene unfolded before everyone like a miracle. The alliance, which had been on the brink of despair, suddenly turned the tide in an instant thanks to Meng Hao's strike!
Morale was ignited completely at that moment!
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