Chapter 701 Then Disappear

Now, unless a powerhouse of the Tenth Heaven or above, a Half-Saint, intervenes, no one can harm Li An.The situation is at a stalemate.Silence reigns in the highest-level conference room.Yu Shan sits leisurely on the left, sipping tea.The demon A-Kun sits beside him, dozing with his chin propped up, his eyes still sleepy.Zhuge Tianming sits upright, lips pursed, staring blankly at the empty space before him, somewhat dazed, but likely deep in thought.The Lord of Asura, dressed in a loose, blood-red royal robe, is engrossed in scrolling through his Star Platform, another one who likes to mask his embarrassment with his phone.Wu Shengzong's expression grows increasingly grim, but what bothers him most is that no one present is even looking at him.No one cares about his attitude.As the leader of the conservative faction, he sits here as if he's invisible.The Ancestor of Asura stands with his hands behind his back outside the massive floor-to-ceiling window, silently surveying everything below.From beginning to end, there wasn't a hint of tension in the meeting room. Aside from the initial greetings, no one spoke a word.Their sole purpose in gathering seemed to be simply to while away the time.But Wu Shengzong knew in his heart that it wasn't like that.They were waiting for something to happen.But these powerful figures were far too composed.Some drank tea, some slept, some spaced out, some scrolled through their phones.Only he...He seemed to be in prison.Finally, Wu Shengzong couldn't hold back any longer. He stood up and walked towards the Asura Ancestor.He was a remarkably tall giant, clad in thick, dark red armor, his entire face obscured by a majestic helmet. To this day, no one knew what he looked like; some even suspected that this Asura Ancestor might be an imposter.Because this suit of iron armor seemed to be the Asura Ancestor's constant companion, something he had never removed.However, legend has it that the Asura Ancestor attained enlightenment through weapon manipulation, and was also known as the Ancestor of All Weapons; it's understandable that he was always armed and armored.Wu Shengzong lowered his voice: "Ancestor, I'd like to speak with you privately."But how could this voice escape the ears of the others present?He was at most a twelfth-level cultivator; anyone present could kill him as easily as crushing an ant.Wu Shengzong cautiously glanced at the powerful figures behind him.No one reacted; outside, the cannons roared, but here it remained silent.Suddenly."Alright." The Asura Ancestor nodded and led Wu Shengzong to a small meeting room.The two sat facing each other.Wu Shengzong looked into the deep eyes behind the helmet and immediately felt immense pressure.He hurriedly said, "The Asura Dharma Form is a heretical path.""The true power of the Asura race lies in the blossoming Asura Soul. All Asuras who cultivate the Asura Path of Slaughter can awaken through secret methods, allowing their Dao Fruit to resonate with their Asura Soul, then connecting with the power of their ancestors to transform into a true Asura, also known as a Divine Asura.""That is the true power of the Asura race!"The Asura Ancestor nodded, "I know.""What?" Wu Shengzong's expression changed slightly. "You know? Then why do you still allow the Asura Dharma Form to develop?"The Asura Ancestor: "Where did you learn the secret of the Divine Asura?""From ancient texts," Wu Shengzong quickly replied.The Asura Ancestor: "You are lying. All the ancient texts about the Divine Asura have long been burned by me." Wu Shengzong's body trembled, and his pupils suddenly contracted.The Asura Ancestor said, "If you had followed the tyrant to the heavens to fight the Nameless Clan three thousand years ago, you would have seen countless Asura warriors across the mountains and plains.""The Asura Clan are the outcasts of the Nameless Clan in the Heavenly Realm.""The Asura Realm, in the Nameless Clan's words, is also called the Land of Exile." Wu Shengzong's breathing became rapid, and cold sweat broke out all over his body.So the Asura Ancestor knew everything.Zhuge Tianming also knew everything.His emotions suddenly surged, and he slammed his fist on the table, shouting, "Ancestor, since you know all this, then why?""We should have returned to the embrace of the Nameless Ones! We were originally members of the Nameless Ones!""We are celestial beings! We shouldn't be among mortals!!" The Asura Ancestor remained calm: "Because I want to live.""I don't want to die." These two sentences stunned Wu Shengzong. "Die? How could that be? You and I are both valuable people; we wouldn't be discarded anywhere.""Returning to the embrace of the Nameless Ones doesn't mean death, does it?"The Asura Ancestor let out a mocking laugh, saying, "One step in becoming a God-Asura is to connect with the will of a certain ancestor.""That ancestor is the King of the Nameless Ones, the Asura King.""Once we choose to become a God-Asura, we become soldiers without our own will, with only two fates: becoming nourishment for the Asura King, or dying for him." Wu Shengzong was somewhat bewildered."No, that can't be.""Ancestor, the Nameless One has already agreed with me that as long as I can bring enough warriors back to the Celestial Realm, both you and I will become kings of different surnames in the Asura Kingdom." The Asura Ancestor shook his head, his armor emitting a sharp metallic scraping sound."You wouldn't understand." The situation in the Asura Realm is a hundred times more complex than in many other realms, for one reason only.The Asura race originally belonged to the Nameless One.Returning to the embrace of the Celestial Realm would grant them the power bestowed by their ancestors.If these two sentences were made public, most of the Asura Realm would be paralyzed. Countless people would choose to defect, just like the Martial Victory Sect before them.The reasons were too compelling.Defect?That's called going home.Is going home wrong?My home is in the Celestial Realm, and I still possess boundless power dormant within me. Returning home will activate it.It's like a child who has lived half their life and suddenly hears that their father is the world's richest man, with endless wealth waiting to be inherited.Who would refuse? Moreover, the Asura Realm itself has a flawed ideology, permeated with a culture of discrimination against other realms.Once everyone learns of this, this prejudice will be amplified infinitely.I already considered myself superior to you.Now that I'm from the Celestial Realm, damn it, it's not just being superior anymore; in my eyes, you're nothing but trash.In the silent conference room, Wu Shengzong stared at the Asura Ancestor before him, cold sweat pouring down his body.Because he knew he was wrong.The other party wasn't a conservative; he didn't share his views.He subconsciously looked at his wrist.The Asura Ancestor glanced at him and said, "You're the one who exposed my birth, aren't you?"Wu Shengzong's arm trembled, and he quickly withdrew it.The Asura Ancestor shook his head and said, "It's alright, I believe you're all good children.""No!" Wu Shengzong suddenly cried hysterically, "Returning to the embrace of the Celestial Realm is what we should do.""This is the inherent glory of our Asura race!""Glory!!" Faced with the other party's frenzied appearance...The Asura Ancestor's deep eyes remained unchanged.Suddenly.He stood up and walked to Wu Shengzong, gently placing his palm on the crown of his head. A crimson vortex then appeared in his palm.Utter terror filled Wu Shengzong's eyes, and he uttered a desperate cry for help.But everyone outside was his own people. Who could he turn to for help?His body withered within seconds, as if drained of blood, until even his skin turned to ash. A few minutes later, only a tall, armored figure remained in the spacious conference room. The seat before him was empty, with only a few wisps of blood energy drifting in the air.Wu Shengzong had worn the Qi Luck Bracelet for too long.He was beyond saving.Then disappear.