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Sovereign of the Three Realms · Chapter 405

Chapter 405: Immortal Spirit Mountain, Desperate Straits

January 17, 2020 · 5 min read · 1,052 words

Seeing the Treasure Tree Sect in such a chaotic state, with everyone at each other's throats, the 's mood lifted slightly. If the Immortal Spirit Mountain was sealed, anyone trapped inside was doomed. There was no way out.

Unless the mountain could be reopened in a short time, was as good as dead.

But was reopening the Immortal Spirit Mountain so easy? This time, it had taken immense resources from all four great sects, and the combined effort of their four grand elders to break the seal.

What reason would the four sects have to open it again?

Zhui Yang, the old monster, had a grim smile on his face as he stared coldly at the Immortal Spirit Mountain, feeling a deep sense of satisfaction. "Let's go."

After watching for a moment, he waved his hand, ready to leave. 's death had left the utterly depressed, and they had no desire to stay in this place of sorrow.

Fortunately, the still had . With sealed inside the Immortal Spirit Mountain, the younger generation of the four great sects would once again be led by . This thought brought some comfort to the .

Only was completely despondent, his face pale like a soulless zombie, his expression blank, devoid of his former spirited air.

"Daoist Zhui Yang, please wait," Grand Ancestor Qianye suddenly called out, his expression shifting.

Zhui Yang the old monster stopped with a cold laugh. "What is it?"

"Our four sects held this selection tournament, ultimately for the fate of the Sixteen Kingdoms Alliance. That is trapped. If he can't get out within a month, he's dead for sure. Do you really intend to stand by and watch him die, Daoist Zhui Yang?"

"Hahaha." Zhui Yang laughed as if he'd heard the greatest joke. "Do you really think I should eagerly extend a helping hand? Do you actually expect my to spend resources and effort to save that ?"

Grand Ancestor Qianye knew roughly what Zhui Yang would say, but he held back his anger and smiled apologetically. "You don't need to contribute resources. Reopening the seal won't take long. As for Spirit Stones, my Treasure Tree Sect will cover it. We only ask for your effort. Whatever reward you require for that effort, Daoist, just name it. As long as my can produce it, I won't so much as frown."

If circumstances hadn't forced his hand, Grand Ancestor Qianye would never have begged Zhui Yang. But opening the formation required all four Void Realm masters to act together. Missing one would make success unlikely.

What Qianye lacked now was manpower, not resources. As for resources, the Treasure Tree Sect could afford them.

Zhui Yang sneered. "Tsk, tsk. I didn't expect you to care so much about this disciple you stumbled upon. Do you think I would care about your little reward?"

"Zhui Yang, don't be so absolute. Wasn't our tournament selection meant to find geniuses? This is the number one genius of the Sixteen Kingdoms Alliance. Are you going to completely disregard the future of the Alliance just because of your personal grudge?" Grand Ancestor Jiushi also walked over, calling out. "Just say the word, Senior Brother Qianye, and I, Jiushi, am absolutely willing to help, and I won't accept a single coin in payment. I'm certain Daoist Bing Lan feels the same way."

Daoist Bing Lan smiled faintly and nodded gently. "Daoist Zhui Yang, why not set aside your prejudices and contribute your modest strength for the future of our Sixteen Kingdoms Alliance?"

"Modest strength? Hahaha, gentlemen, it seems you really don't understand me, Zhui Yang. Do you think I'm the kind of person who repays enmity with kindness? That killed a genius of my . That I didn't kill him with my own hands already shows great restraint. You want me to help? Ridiculous!"

In that moment, Zhui Yang felt an indescribable sense of pleasure. If he could, he wouldn't hesitate to kill himself. The future of the Sixteen Kingdoms Alliance? That was just a slogan to Zhui Yang. In reality, he had never cared about it at all. He only used it as a banner to try and attract more geniuses to the .

"A truly selfish and self-serving old monster," Grand Ancestor Jiushi cursed angrily. "If the Sixteen Kingdoms Alliance is exiled one day, when the nest is overturned, how can any egg remain intact? Do you think that if the Alliance declines, your can stay untouched?"

"Hmph, spare me the sermons. If the Alliance is to decline, it's not something one can reverse. Besides, my 's future is my concern. Do I need you all to worry about it? To tell you the truth, I'm not leaving today. Whoever tries to open the Immortal Spirit Mountain will have to deal with me."

Zhui Yang simply decided to play the rogue.

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Inside the Immortal Spirit Mountain, watched as the seal gradually closed, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. He sat down heavily on a stone block by the roadside and glanced at the unconscious beside him. "Is there really no way out?"

He looked at the seal. It had just closed, but without several Void Realm masters working together, it was impossible to open. A rash attack would only trigger the restrictive runes on the seal itself.

Could the Gold-Munching Mouse clan gnaw a tunnel out? Looking at the powerful seal and restrictions, knew that would only send the mouse clan to their deaths and absolutely wouldn't create a way out.

After a thorough check, he finally realized with despair that there really was no escape. With the seal closed, the spiritual energy within the Immortal Spirit Mountain seemed to have weakened significantly at once.

"I have to find a way out. Sealed in here, even if I can hold on for a bit, I definitely won't last more than a few months. Staying here means certain death."

knew this very clearly: staying here was the path to certain death.

End of chapter 405