Beast Taming: Bloodline Golden Hand-Chapter 663 - 439: Restarting the Centennial Pact

Inside the Thunder City meeting hall, the atmosphere was even more deathly silent than before.

"The Celestial Capital... is also destroyed..."

Chen Ming repeated again, taking a deep, cold breath.

The destruction of Ling Mountain was tragic, a resolute decision in the face of helplessness,

but the destruction of the Celestial Capital seemed different somehow.

"Most of the Celestial Capital sank into the fissure, the core of the dragon vein completely obliterated, the death toll... countless."

"According to intelligence, it was not destroyed during the war." The scout quickly reported.

When the scout finished speaking, everyone couldn’t help but take a deep breath.

"There’s no benefit to destroying the dragon vein, who would possibly do such a thing?" someone questioned.

Finally, Chen Ming spoke: "No matter what, the war situation is considered stable for now."

"The Divine Race shows no intention of further attacks, and we don’t need to go to the Western Alliance yet."

"But I hope everyone can still patiently wait a little longer."

"Alright."

Everyone nodded.

At the same time, the news of the dragon vein being destroyed and the destruction of the Celestial Capital also spread rapidly through the streets, causing a tremendous uproar.

"Have you heard? The Celestial Capital... the Celestial Capital is gone!"

"How is that possible?! The Celestial Capital has the National Defense Alliance, so many experts, and the National Master’s Institute..."

"Absolutely true! The dragon vein was blown up, the entire Imperial City collapsed into the earth, over... over a million people died!"

"It’s much worse than our side of Ling Mountain!"

"The Ling Mountain dragon vein is gone, and the Celestial Capital dragon vein is also gone... how will the world’s spiritual qi continue? How will our descendants cultivate?"

The more they talked, the more agitated they became.

However, no one blamed the Spirit Alliance or the National Defense Alliance because they knew that these major powers also did not want the dragon vein destroyed.

"It’s all because of those damn Divine Race."

"What do you think we should do next?"

"If we continue fighting, all nine dragon veins could indeed be destroyed."

Everyone was extremely worried.

If all dragon veins were destroyed, the Human Race might no longer be Beastmasters, and an invisible shadow hung over everyone.

.....

The Fallen God Mountain Range

Gu Zhong returned here with the Divine Race army, Xuanyuan Zhou and the others also returned here.

At this moment, the faces of Gu Zhong, Jiang Dong, Xuanyuan Zhou, and Ji Ding were all dark and uncertain.

The atmosphere here was equally oppressive.

"Two dragon veins gone just like that..."

Gu Zhong rubbed his throbbing temples, his inner fury erupting at this moment, he shouted angrily: "It must be Zhong Nan’s doing."

Jiang Dong and others remained silent.

Blaming a person who’s already dead was clearly inappropriate.

But this matter certainly could not be unrelated to the National Master’s Institute.

Because dragon veins, the spiritual qi of the world, simply couldn’t be destroyed.

There’s no such record even in the Divine Race’s records.

The only possible scenario for such a situation is that someone from the National Master’s Institute tampered with the dragon vein, granting the Human Race means and capability to destroy it.

It could have been Gu Wei, or perhaps Zhong Nan.

If the Divine Race had known from the beginning that the Human Race had the ability to destroy dragon veins, they might not have been so arrogant.

"Given the situation, let’s talk about what’s in front of us first."

Xuanyuan Zhou spoke, breaking the suffocating silence. He glanced over the three elders present, finally resting his gaze on Gu Zhong.

Gu Zhong snorted coldly, his eyes still filled with ferocity: "You’re not planning to ceasefire, are you?"

Without waiting for Xuanyuan Zhou to respond, he slammed the stone table in front of him, sending spiritual tea splashing, and said:

"That won’t do! My Ancient Race suffered heavy losses attacking the Spirit Academy this time, how many clansmen died far from home? How can we explain retreating to the clan?"

"Explain? A blood debt?" Ji Ding, who had been silent all along, let out a soft, sinister laugh,

"Elder Gu Zhong, war is supposed to involve casualties; it was your request to attack the Spirit Academy, not ours."

He lifted his eyelids, his gaze sharp as a knife:

"The Ling Mountain dragon vein was self-detonated by the Human Race when your Ancient Race had amassed their forces."

"If we keep fighting, and the Western Alliance or any other place is forced to destroy their dragon vein as well, what will become of the foundation of Cangling Ancient Country?"

"By that time, even if we occupy the entire territory, all we’ll have is a worthless wasteland!"

Jiang Dong timely added, his tone relatively calm but his position firm: "Elder Ji Ding speaks truly. Elder Gu Zhong, I understand your race suffered greatly and you’re filled with resentment. But the purpose of war is to gain benefits, not mutual destruction."

Xuanyuan Zhou nodded and said in a low voice:

"The Human Race has proven their limits in the most brutal way and are unafraid to destroy everything."

"The priority is to stabilize the situation now."

"We’ll find a way later to gradually take the dragon veins."

Gu Zhong’s face turned ashen, his chest heaving violently.

He understood that the three people made sense, but the losses of the Ancient Race and his dignity made it hard for him to submit easily.

He clenched his fists tightly, his nails almost digging into his skin, and after a moment, he squeezed out a voice from between his teeth: "So you’re suggesting restarting the Hundred-Year Treaty?"

Xuanyuan Zhou and the others said nothing, plunging the entire meeting hall back into silence, with only Gu Zhong’s heavy breathing breaking it.

Finally, as if drained of strength, he slumped back into his seat, his voice hoarse:

"Fine, as you say, restart... the Hundred-Year Treaty."

...

After waiting for three days, Lin Chen discussed with Chen Ming, and ultimately Lin Chen decided to go ahead to Celestial Realm City.

"Now that you’re here, you don’t really have much use anymore." Chen Ming also nodded, agreeing with this decision.

It’s an undisputed fact that the Human Race can’t match the Divine Race.

Now the Human Race’s way of dealing with the Divine Race is by relying on mutual destruction with the dragon veins.

This matter won’t be affected by Lin Chen’s presence or absence.