Chapter 1737. After Eighty-One Tribulations, the Envoy Team Finally Reaches the Heaven-Slaying Alliance

At the same time, Zhu Cangning suddenly sensed that an ancient bronze box had appeared within his Sumeru space.

The box was perfectly square, its surface engraved with complex and primitive patterns. Threads of primordial violet qi coiled around it, making it incomparably mysterious.

If this had not been inside his sea of consciousness, he likely would not even have noticed the bronze box at all.

This made Zhu Cangning’s heart tighten. Although he did not know Starbright State Preceptor’s true intention in saying those words, he faintly sensed that something was amiss.

Why had the State Preceptor spoken to him like that?

A personal belonging carrying Zhu Fuyi’s aura? Was he trying to deduce something through it?

Why be so cautious and secretive instead of speaking openly? Was he worried that someone might overhear?

Zhu Cangning continued conversing with the State Preceptor with an unchanged expression, as if he had heard nothing at all.

The State Preceptor was the same, still wearing his usual gentle smile, as if he had not spoken those words either.

Afterward, Zhu Cangning invited him to a side courtyard for tea. On the way, after some thought, he placed a birthday gift that Zhu Fuyi had once given him into the mysterious bronze box.

That gift had cost Zhu Fuyi a great price to obtain, and he had later reforged it with many rare materials. It was a sincere token of goodwill, and naturally carried his aura.

Zhu Cangning trusted the State Preceptor’s character; otherwise, he would not have believed him so easily.

The two chatted calmly in the courtyard, discussing the many recent changes in the Uncentral Immortal Dynasty, their worries about the future situation, and their confusion over the recent changes in the Uncentral Immortal Emperor.

Only at noon did the State Preceptor leave, satisfied.

Zhu Cangning was filled with confusion, yet from beginning to end he never asked any direct questions.

Only after watching the State Preceptor depart did he finally let out a slight breath, though the heaviness in his heart lingered.

The Uncentral Immortal Dynasty might be facing a tremendous upheaval he could not yet see.

The Immortal Emperor and the State Preceptor seemed to have already foreseen it and were making preparations.

Only people like him remained in the dark.

“Perhaps the Uncentral Princess’s escape from marriage was not an accident…”

Thinking of this possibility, Zhu Cangning was startled. His expression shifted uncertainly. After careful deliberation, he ordered many clan members to be recalled.

Soon after, Zhu Cangning found several chaotic vines shrouded in mist. Bare-chested, carrying them on his back, he stepped forward heavily, leaving bloody footprints with each step, leading his entire clan into the palace to plead guilty while bearing thorn rods.

His action shocked and alarmed the entire imperial capital of the Uncentral Immortal Dynasty. Officials and major clans were all shaken.

After the princess fled the marriage last night, the Immortal Emperor had personally ordered powerful experts to capture her and bring her back.

Those in the know had already learned that among those who helped her escape was one of General Zhu Cangning’s great-grandsons.

“Zhu Cangning failed in discipline and brought the entire Zhu household to receive punishment.”

His powerful, resonant voice echoed through the ancient streets, resounding across the heavens. Countless beings and cultivators trembled, their blood surging.

This was the great general who had followed the Emperor in countless campaigns, earning immeasurable merit for the dynasty. Yet even he could not escape accountability—proof of how furious the Emperor truly was.

Zhu Cangning and his clan knelt outside the palace gates without rising. The chaotic vines on his back were covered in inverted thorns that pierced his flesh, turning it into a bloody mess. A pool of blood spread behind him—an appalling sight.

He dared not use any magic power, cold sweat pouring from his brow as he endured the pain.

The entire imperial capital fell into silent stillness. No minister or clan dared plead for him.

Above the sky came thunderous roars as ancient warships and chariots rose from training grounds and palaces, crushing through the heavens as they departed with numerous experts.

On a vast ancient banner flowed overwhelming pressure, the words “Uncentral” fluttering in the wind—these were the armies ordered to capture the princess.

Inside the palace, Jiang Yun stood with hands behind his back, his face calm and cold. Around him stood many powerful ministers and several gods from divine civilizations.

“A dark creature attacked us on the road. Fortunately, we escaped with our lives and only arrived today. Who would have thought such an incident would occur in the Uncentral Immortal Dynasty?”

A smiling old man stood in the hall, dressed in a loose gray robe, with sunken eyes, sparse hair, and yellow teeth—like a rural farmer smoking tobacco at a doorway. Yet no one dared underestimate him; he was an Ancestor-Dao realm existence.

“The Righteous Unity Alliance sent an Ancestor-Dao expert just to deliver a message. They truly think highly of my dynasty,” Jiang Yun said calmly.

The old man shook his head with a grin. “The Righteous Unity Alliance doesn’t have that much clout. Someone else asked me to deliver this message.”

He raised a finger and pointed meaningfully behind Jiang Yun. Jiang Yun’s pupils shrank, then he fell silent.

“The vast situation is already chaotic. The Righteous Unity Alliance is just short of firm footing. With a great enemy before us, now is the best time to join forces. I hope Your Majesty will think carefully—for the people, and for yourself,” the old man said with a yellow-toothed smile.

“The great enemy refers to…?” Jiang Yun asked.

The old man laughed. “Your Majesty need not play dumb. We both know.”

Many ministers also began persuading him, arguing that joining the alliance would bring only benefits and would not threaten the dynasty’s foundation.

Meanwhile – Cold Heaven Domain

A space ripple spread and a time-space passage opened. A carriage drawn by three heavenly horses rushed out and landed near a lush oasis amid endless snowfields.

Zhu Fuyi closed his eyes in exhaustion. Driving all night through time-space had drained both body and spirit. He had volunteered to serve as coachman despite the danger, hoping his sincerity might move the princess.

Inside the carriage, Jiang Weiyang removed her veiled hat. Her maids applied a black, jade-like ointment to her flawless face, turning it into a frightening half-black mask.

“The pursuers will arrive soon. Hide your appearances as well,” she said calmly.

Soon the carriage tore open another time-space passage and departed.

After they left, a black dog and a scar-faced man emerged from the void.

“They left less than half an hour ago,” the dog said.

The man laughed coldly. “Jiang Yun treasures his daughter too much. I don’t believe he’d force her into marriage. Let’s see what trick he’s playing.”

The princess’s escape caused a sensation across many civilizations. Another major event also drew attention: envoys from the Righteous Unity Alliance arrived at the Uncentral Dynasty to discuss the alliance.

At the same time, the envoy team that had previously been attacked by dark creatures and nearly wiped out finally reached the territory of the Heaven-Slaying Alliance. Their sects, which had been anxiously watching their journey, felt their hearts rise again.

The road to the Heaven-Slaying Alliance was like enduring eighty-one tribulations. After surviving them, even greater unknown trials awaited.

Slanted Moon Sect

Lan Xin paced anxiously, unable to sit still. After learning her master had finally reached the Heaven-Slaying Alliance, her worry only deepened.

“Senior Sister Lan Xin, you don’t need to worry so much…” Gu Xian’er said while happily eating fruit, carefree and innocent.

Lan Xin smiled bitterly, both envious and helpless.

At the Edge of the Heaven-Slaying Alliance, Chen Yi and the others bid farewell to Gu Changge with deep gratitude.

“This place is already Heaven-Slaying Alliance territory. We should not trouble you further.”

Gu Changge nodded gently. The ancient warship then disappeared into the horizon.

Chen Yi watched with reluctance. She wondered if they would meet again. She still held a small white jade bottle—long empty of pills, yet she had kept it.

Back on the warship, when her old frost poison had relapsed and unbearable pain wracked her body, a warm hand had pressed against her forehead like gentle sunlight, suppressing all the cold poison and agony.

At the same time, that small bottle of pills had been handed to her.

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