Fantasy: Unparalleled Prince, Conquering the Heavens!-Chapter 911 - 906: Arrival of the Dragon Tribe Envoys

"Almost seamless!"

Zhang Sanfeng stepped forward, smiling as he spoke.

He wore a Taoist robe and held a horsetail whisk in his hand, exuding an ethereal aura like a sage hidden from the mundane world.

"Almost?"

The Celestial Emperor frowned slightly.

Using this word implied that his 'Empty City Strategy' had flaws.

As the foremost Fate Master of the human race, no one had pointed out his shortcomings for many years.

"Please take a look!"

Zhang Sanfeng waved the horsetail whisk in his hand, and countless strands of fate force appeared, soaring into the sky.

In the next moment, on the world curtain of the Great Profound Sky's grand world, a mysterious rhyme in Dao appeared, suppressing a strand of fate force.

The Celestial Emperor's pupils shrank sharply, his face changing; could there really be a flaw?

To the eyes of ordinary people, this Dao mark might not seem remarkable in the slightest.

But in his eyes, he could glean much useful information.

For instance,

The owner of this strand of fate force was also an eighth-level Fate Master.

As of now, there were only two eighth-level Fate Masters in all the heavens and myriad worlds.

One of them was him.

The other, within the all-heavens myriad races, was highly secretive, with an uncertain whereabouts, known to no one outside.

"Seems I was negligent!"

The Celestial Emperor shook his head, cupping his hands in gratitude, "Thank you, my friend, for the guidance!"

Thanks to Zhang Sanfeng's guidance, he immediately realized his oversight.

He had only sealed the Heavenly Fate of the Qin Dynasty's court.

But he overlooked Jiu Jiang.

The Fate Master of the all-heavens myriad races had bestowed fate force upon Jiu Jiang, equivalent to personally arriving, naturally discerning his lack of contingency.

And Zhang Sanfeng promptly acted, suppressing the fate force on Jiu Jiang, preventing the Fate Master from providing him guidance.

This was why Jiu Jiang hesitated, reluctant to leave.

Empty City Strategy!

Qin Wudao, Zhuge Liang, Guo Jia, and others overheard the conversation between the two, secretly feeling fortunate.

It turned out they narrowly escaped another brush with death.

"My friend, I heard that the identity of the all-heavens myriad races' Fate Master is unknown. Are you interested in finding out?"

Zhang Sanfeng suggested with a smile.

He directly addressed the Celestial Emperor as a peer, not as a senior.

This demonstrated that his mastery of fate did not pale in comparison to the Celestial Emperor.

Both were peers.

"How can we find out?"

The Celestial Emperor became interested, curiously asking.

Zhang Sanfeng didn't speak, merely pointing at the suppressed fate force.

"Good idea!"

The Celestial Emperor's eyes lit up, his body flickering, he directly pulled Zhang Sanfeng away, disappearing along with that strand of fate force.

After the two disappeared, Qin Wudao and the others hadn't yet reacted.

Showing the urgency in their hearts.

...

Meanwhile.

In a secret room of the All Clans Hall.

"Did we fail again?"

The still void was suddenly broken by a voice.

Then, the room returned to silence.

After about a quarter of an hour, the door of the secret room slowly opened, and a figure engulfed in flames, exuding intense killing intent, strode out.

"Still not working?"

Not far away, in a pavilion, Bai Ze sat suspended in the air, watching the departing figure, shaking his head involuntarily.

In his hand, he held a folding fan that he gently waved, creating a few strands of gentle breeze that lifted his hair.

Mild fate force appeared.

But,

He divined nothing.

From the revealed energy fluctuations, it reached the level of a seventh-level Fate Master!

...

Time passed.

In the blink of an eye, three months went by.

During this time, except for leaving necessary ministers to maintain the country's operation, everyone else was in seclusion cultivating.

Inside the imperial study.

Qin Wudao was perusing memorials.

His current realm was still at the pinnacle of Luo Tianxian.

To break through to the Daluo Golden Immortal, he needed more time to accumulate, or he could use a treasure to break through.

Thus, he wasn't in a hurry to go into seclusion.

As he read through the memorials, Qin Wudao gained a detailed understanding of the recent war situation.

Two months ago, the first clash between the human race and the all-heavens myriad races ended, with both sides losing five Immortal Emperors, more than twenty Immortal Kings, and hundreds of Great Luo Golden Immortals.

As for Luo Tianxian and Golden Immortal martial artists, they were too numerous to count.

A month and a half ago, after half a month of rest, the all-heavens myriad races attacked again, besieging the human ancestral land and deploying ordinary legions, which increased the number of martial artists involved.

Half a month ago, after a month-long fierce battle, the Fate-Sealing Great Emperor repelled the all-heavens myriad races.

Five days ago, the all-heavens myriad races dispatched over seventy delegations to foster friendly relations with other races, with an obvious intention...

"The situation isn't optimistic!"

After reading through the intelligence, Qin Wudao rubbed his temples, feeling an increase in pressure.

He discovered a problem.

As the war became deadlocked, the human race didn't send delegations.

This indicated one fact: the human race had no allies.

If this continued,

when the all-heavens myriad races convince their allies to join the war, the human race would become passive.

He understood why the human race had no allies.

During the Sky-Breaking Era,

the human race raised armies against the heavens, which the myriad races reluctantly accepted, but as subordinate powers, they had no choice.

Many races were left with dark shadows from that war.

They naturally weren't willing to help the human race.

"Your Majesty, the Crown Prince of the Dragon race is here!"

At this moment, Zhuge Liang entered the imperial study, cupping his hands in greeting.

"Ao Hong?"

Qin Wudao had some impression of the Dragon race's Crown Prince.

"What brings him here?"

"Not sure, they claim there is an important matter to discuss with Your Majesty!"

Zhuge Liang replied.

Qin Wudao raised an eyebrow; he had little connection with the Dragon race!

Could it be about the war between the human race and the all-heavens myriad races?

But that didn't seem right!

If it concerned the all-heavens myriad races, they should be contacting the higher-ups of the human race!

"Lead the way!"

With a bit of doubt, Qin Wudao, led by Zhuge Liang, arrived at the side hall adjacent to the imperial court.

This hall was specifically for receiving external guests.

However, it was seldom used.

Inside the main hall, the Dragon race's delegation had been waiting for a while, numbering only about a dozen, with Ao Hong and a middle-aged man in a cyan robe seated in chairs.

The rest of the entourage stood behind the pair.

Qin Wudao's attention was mainly on the middle-aged man.

His presence wasn't evident, as if he didn't exist.

There were only two possibilities for such a phenomenon.

Either he was truly an ordinary person with no cultivation.

Or his realm was so high it returned to simplicity, making it impossible to see through.

Either way, being on equal terms with Ao Hong meant he definitely wasn't an ordinary person, leaving only the second possibility.

"Brother Qin, you're here!"

Ao Hong was the first to notice Qin Wudao, standing up to speak.

The middle-aged man in the cyan robe glanced at Qin Wudao then withdrew his gaze, showing immense pride.

Qin Wudao smiled and said, "Brother Ao, you have traveled far, and I failed to welcome you, my apologies!"

"Haha, Brother Qin, you're too polite!"

Ao Hong was unconcerned and said, "I came uninvited this time, because I have a request for you, Brother Qin!"

Upon hearing this, Qin Wudao's heart stirred; the Dragon race was quite powerful.

What could they need from him?

However,

having reigned for many years, he was able to remain unfazed in the face of crises, calmly sitting in the chair and continuing to exchange pleasantries with Ao Hong.

After a few minutes, Ao Hong's expression turned serious, stepping into the main topic, he gazed intently at Qin Wudao, "Brother Qin, do you happen to possess any ancestral dragon legacy?"