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Listening to Old Nine, Ying Qin Supreme Deity cast a deep glance at him and said lightly, "Forcefully snatching? Old Nine, have you lost your mind? On the territory of Southern Ming Divine Domain, trying to seize a divine artifact from the Supreme Deity of Southern Ming? Setting aside whether we can defeat the Supreme Deity of Southern Ming, just taking the artifact would bring countless troubles. You know that the divine artifacts from the Ancient World conflict with our bloodline in the Endless Divine Realm; we cannot touch them and can only transport them using formations. And this time, we didn't bring a Formation Master. Do you expect me to break open a Spatial Tunnel and take the artifact directly?"
Ying Qin Supreme Deity looked at Old Nine helplessly and continued, "Old Nine, you are underestimating the divine artifact."
After thinking for a moment, Old Nine nodded slightly and said, "Big Brother, then let's find a way to borrow it. Your relationship with the Supreme Deity of Southern Ming is good; I'm sure he will lend it to you."
"Things can be achieved as long as the price is right. The Supreme Deity of Southern Ming won't be too stingy," Ying Qin Supreme Deity replied confidently. He had brought many treasures to the Southern Ming Divine Domain this time, intending to exchange them with the Supreme Deity of Southern Ming for the Kunlun Mirror for research. That should not be a problem.
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The four Major Forces of Southern Ming Divine Domain, along with Thunder Sword Sect and powerful figures from Winning the Qin Divine Realm, were all rushing toward the Eastern Forest.
Within the Eastern Forest, a large number of people had already gathered.
The Eastern Forest referred to a mountain range, and at the bottom of one valley within that mountainous area lay a green water pool that emitted a faint cold light, looking extremely deep and terrifying. Around this pool, tens of thousands of people had set up camp at various distances from each other, not daring to get too close. It was a mixed crowd, all there to fish in troubled waters, each with their own motives.
Some came for treasure excavation while others aimed to plunder wealth during battles. Treasures were rare; seizing opportunities to loot was the way to go. No one knew who was around them; with such a vast Southern Ming Divine Domain and numerous forces scattered everywhere, it was rare to recognize anyone. In fact, among the forces under the jurisdiction of Temple of Martial Arts, only Thunder Sword Sect dared to show up openly due to its significant power. Other forces affiliated with Cloud Spirit Sect had no qualifications to come openly; they were hiding their identities while stationed in Eastern Forest. Circumventing Temple of Martial Arts was against regulations; if discovered by Temple of Martial Arts, it would lead to serious consequences.
The green water pool in Eastern Forest was known for its unfathomable depth and had gained fame long ago. Thousands of years ago, some treasures appeared here that caught the attention of high-ranking officials in Southern Ming Divine Domain. Since then, spies had never ceased gathering around the pool. Over the years, some brave souls ventured into its depths; even after descending several thousand meters, not even Fifth-Level Deities could go further down without feeling as if their bodies might explode from pressure.
It was believed that even God-Level beings could not reach the depths of Eastern Forest's water pool. The pool at the heart of Eastern Forest was regarded as a Death Zone in Southern Ming Divine Domain; countless lives had been lost within it. The immense water pressure was dozens of times stronger than ordinary seawater, and there were no fish or living creatures within—only deathly stillness. However, on the surface, the pool appeared beautiful with its enchanting green color; vibrant flowers and plants surrounded it, creating a stark contrast with its lifeless depths.
Groups occupied advantageous positions while waiting for Major Forces to arrive. They understood that their purpose in this Eastern Forest Contest was merely to pick up scraps; they lacked real combat power and could not participate in such high-level battles. Their only hope lay in scavenging after others fought.
Finally, the first troops from Temple of Martial Arts appeared on Snow Eagles.
Upon seeing the flag of Temple of Martial Arts, tens of thousands from various factions stopped their activities and paid their respects to the Temple's forces. Temple of Martial Arts led Cloud Spirit Sect in Southern Ming Divine Domain; although they could not reveal which Cloud Spirit Sect faction they belonged to, their respect for Temple of Martial Arts was genuine.
Temple of Martial Arts was a place everyone from Cloud Spirit Sect aspired to reach. For many who lacked strength, even just being able to visit Temple of Martial Arts once was worth a lifetime. While Southern Ming Divine Palace remained low-key and Duke Sui's Residence wielded great influence only within military circles—Privy Hall had little fame—Temple of Martial Arts held immense influence throughout Southern Ming Divine Domain and was legendary both among civilians and military personnel alike.
Upon seeing the banner of the Temple of Martial Arts, everyone displayed a respectful demeanor, bowing in acknowledgment. Whether genuine or feigned, respect was mandatory in the presence of those from the Temple; there could be no negligence.
"Wei Chen, up ahead lies the infamous Eastern Forest Death Zone. That water pool—do not go near it. Since the inception of the Endless Divine Realm, the Eastern Forest Death Zone has existed. Countless powerful beings have ventured into that pool, and nearly all who are below the Fifth Level Divine Realm have perished. Only a very few Fifth-Level Deities and even fewer Sixth-Level Deities have managed to escape. What lies within that pool remains unknown, but according to generations of accumulated knowledge, it is said to be bottomless, and there appears to be a palace at its depths." Yue Songyang, Deputy Hall Master, and Qian Youshi gathered around Wei Chen to explain the situation regarding the Eastern Forest.
Before arriving, Wei Chen had thought this would merely be a simple contest for resources. However, as he listened to Yue Songyang and Qian Youshi, he began to grasp the terrifying concept of a "Death Zone." Was it possible that a Sea Palace was about to rise from beneath that pool?
"Vice Master, if that is truly the case, then we are on the verge of uncovering a mystery that has lasted for countless millennia. With so few of us here, will it be enough?" Wei Chen asked Yue Songyang and Qian Youshi with a calm demeanor.
Qian Youshi shook his head slightly. "Wei Chen, you do not understand. No matter what happens, we cannot afford to mobilize everyone. Such actions have never occurred in the history of the Temple of Martial Arts. Consider this: if we were to face a great danger and suffer total annihilation, what would happen then? Moreover, there must always be someone stationed at the Temple; otherwise, while we are out here suffering heavy losses, our Base of Operations could be raided. Regardless of circumstances, there must be personnel defending the Snow Ridge Mountains Base of Operations; this is one reason why our Temple remains steadfast. Caution is essential in all matters."
After hearing Qian Youshi's explanation, Wei Chen nodded in appreciation for the foresight exhibited by the higher-ups of the Temple of Martial Arts. If he were leading a team in such circumstances, he would have rushed everyone out without a second thought regarding their Base of Operations. In his view, as long as they had personnel available and their main force intact, they need not worry about their Base of Operations—provided they stood to gain sufficiently; otherwise, it would not be worth the risk.
Zuo Leng and other Core Disciples like Xiao Jian and Pan Dalong also gathered around Wei Chen. The members of the Temple began to form an unspoken hierarchy with Wei Chen at its center.
In truth, the Core Disciples respected Wei Chen greatly. Yue Songyang and Qian Youshi also sought to build good relations with him because they understood that for them, winning in the Eastern Forest Contest was secondary; securing victory in the Qin Divine Realm was paramount. Establishing a good rapport with Wei Chen was thus deemed necessary.
Meanwhile, several Ancestor Xu Elders remained aloof from worldly affairs; their sole focus was on bringing more benefits to the Temple of Martial Arts. They were uninterested in other matters and preferred not to concern themselves with power struggles within the Temple.
Surrounded by others, Wei Chen was unaware of how he had become central to their attention. He did not realize that his life and death were crucial to both the Temple of Martial Arts and Duke Sui's Residence; news about an assassination plot against him had reached Yue Songyang and Qian Youshi. This was why they seemed so attached to him during their journey.
Wei Chen genuinely believed that his Formation Assignment was being taken seriously by the Temple of Martial Arts.
"The area around the pool is already occupied; where should we go?" Wei Chen observed that tents crowded around the water's edge—clearly indicating that many had arrived long before them in hopes of fishing in troubled waters.
The forces from the Temple hovered above as Yue Songyang scanned their surroundings before saying, "We came from the northwest direction; let’s set up camp northwest of the pool. Other major forces will also establish their camps around it; this has become an established convention."
Yue Songyang led his group down to settle at the northwest corner of the pool.
Upon seeing the people from the Temple of Martial Arts descend, the influential figures who had been positioned in the northwest corner of the pond quickly retreated, leaving the wide area to the Temple of Martial Arts. It was a sign of both respect and fear; they were afraid that the Temple's people would discover their identities. To be associated with the Temple of Martial Arts while being in the Eastern Forest was akin to betraying their superiors and engaging in wrongdoing. If discovered, it would spell disaster for their Cloud Spirit Sect. The Temple of Martial Arts would not directly confront them, but with a single command, the vast majority of Cloud Spirit Sect members would sever ties with them, and those from the Southern Ming Divine Domain would no longer join their ranks. That would be tantamount to a catastrophe. Such situations had occurred before; members of the Cloud Spirit Sect could disregard the Supreme Deity of Southern Ming, ignore Duke Sui's Residence, and even look down on Privy Hall, but they could not afford to underestimate the Temple of Martial Arts.
The disciples of the Temple of Martial Arts quickly got to work, setting up camp and establishing a solid presence. Notably, Wei Chen wanted to participate in the process but was stopped by Yue Songyang and Qian Youshi, who did not give him a chance.
Wei Chen found himself in the center tent, flanked by Yue Songyang and Qian Youshi. Several Ancestor Xu Elders were also stationed around him, forming a protective circle.
Wei Chen frowned slightly. What was going on?
"Is the Temple of Martial Arts treating me too well? If they wanted to monitor me, they wouldn’t need such a grand display. With all these powerful figures surrounding me, could it be that someone wants to kill me?"
True to his nature, Wei Chen quickly deduced the underlying reasons.
"Duke Sui's Residence? That doesn’t seem likely. Regardless, I still hold the identity of Fifth Young Master from Duke Sui's Residence; they have no reason to kill me. Wei Jian might pretend to expel me from Duke Sui's Residence to allow me better opportunities at the Temple of Martial Arts—that’s something I can imagine. But killing me? There’s no justification for that."
"As for the Supreme Deity of Southern Ming, he wouldn’t act against someone like me without reason. If he intended to kill me, Yue Songyang and Qian Youshi wouldn’t appear so relaxed."
"Then there’s only one possibility left."
Wei Chen narrowed his eyes and softly uttered three words:
"Privy Hall!"
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