Chapter 1016: The Terrifying Advantage Brought by Individuals of Powerful Strength

"So be it."

King Chen Shan felt relieved: "This Slave King clearly harbors immense resentment toward the Imperial Clan; if he cannot be controlled, he must be eliminated swiftly."

"Haha!"

"Seventh Uncle, rest assured."

The Flame-Flow Imperial Son dismissed the concern: "Those who harbor resentment toward the Imperial Clan are not limited to Dong Xue He Wang alone; I estimate that among the many Slave Clans, at least seven or eight out of ten Slave Kings feel the same."

"It matters not, it matters not."

"They are merely weaklings like ants; if they did not harbor resentment, I would be the one worried."

"It seems... indeed so."

King Chen Shan let out a speechless chuckle.

True enough; servants, blood-food, and the like, possessing intelligence, would harbor resentment unless they were rare exceptions.

The Mo Yan Clan Chief stood respectfully in place, participating in none of the Imperial Clan Kings' discussions.

"Seventh Uncle, can we still strive to win over the many Kings..."

The Flame-Flow Imperial Son asked with slight worry.

At this moment, tempered by trials, he was growing rapidly; he was not as immature as he appeared outwardly, and often acted purely on instinct to deceive the outside world.

"It is difficult, Imperial Son."

"I have spread the news that Dong Xue He Wang is your clone; the Kings' anger has shifted from extreme to severe, which has slightly reduced the tension, but it remains futile."

King Chen Shan said in a deep voice.

"We have already lost the moral high ground."

"In this situation, there is only killing, only slaughter; we must strike terror into their hearts, make rivers of blood flow, watch the Kings' heads fall one after another, and bathe the starry sky in blood."

"Only then will they, like dogs, prostrate themselves respectfully at your feet once more, with no more so-called anger."

In the distant void outside the Mo Teng Xiao Gao Jie.

Jiang Ding silently watched the Slave Seed beginning to appear in his divine soul; it spread like a spiderweb into his divine soul and flesh, with countless threads too numerous to count.

This was the price that had to be paid to gain the trust of the Flame-Stone Great Emperor.

If victorious, everything would be fine; after all, it was only the early stage of the Slave Seed. If not victorious, the Void-Refining Great Power and the Immortal Gate possessed the ability to extract the Slave Seed.

Even if they did not, it would be Dong Xue He Wang's own life.

This aligned with Dong Xue He Wang's own principle of the strong devouring the weak; he had to accept it, even if it meant death.

Jiang Ding only needed to fulfill what he had promised.

"The Dao Heart Seeds Demon Slave Sutra..."

Jiang Ding carefully contemplated this Great Emperor's scripture.

It was indeed a Slave Sutra, but it was also truly a Great Emperor's scripture, containing the method to ascend to Great Emperor and the mysteries of ascending to Void-Refining; these were real and held supreme value for the Immortal Gate.

The only flaw was that it was incomplete, lacking the middle and lower sections.

Furthermore, because he was constantly monitored by the Flame-Stone Great Emperor, he could not communicate with his original body or the Immortal Gate to transmit this scripture; he could only wait for final victory.

After contemplating the scripture for some time, Jiang Ding's gaze shifted slightly as he looked into the Mo Teng Xiao Gao Jie.

Accompanied by the blinding light of a teleportation array shooting into the sky, a large group of furious Horned Demon Imperial Clan Kings appeared in the Mo Teng Xiao Gao Jie; they first paid tribute to the Mo Ye Family, then began searching the entire world like madmen.

Naturally, these efforts yielded nothing.

Although Dong Xue He Wang's concealment ability was not as good as the Dao Son's, hiding from these Horned Demon Imperial Clan Kings was no problem.

Not to mention, Dong Xue He Wang was not in the Mo Teng Xiao Gao Jie at all.

Several months later.

"Imperial Son,"

King Mo Ye, his eyes blood-red and his long gray-white hair grown overnight, looking much older, bowed and said in a low voice: "We have not found this slave, Dong Xue He Wang. The Kings have turned the entire Mo Teng Xiao Gao Jie upside down but found no trace of him, not even a trace of his aura."

"This Slave King is proficient in concealment arts."

"He has likely already left this Minor Thousand World."

Although the Flame-Flow Imperial Son claimed Dong Xue He Wang was his clone, eliminating much unfavorable political influence, many Kings still did not believe it, including King Mo Ye, who continued to refer to him as Dong Xue He Wang.

"Dong Xue He Wang has left the Mo Teng Xiao Gao Jie..."

The Cang Kong Imperial Son frowned deeply.

The realm was vast, distributed with many Minor Thousand Worlds and endless void; hiding a King within it was truly too simple.

He glanced around.

All the Kings looked helpless.

"Is there a King proficient in cause-and-effect divination arts?"

The Cang Kong Imperial Son asked.

The surrounding Kings all turned to look at an old woman.

She came from the Cang Yan Ancient Emperor Family and was named King Wu Yin.

"Imperial Son."

"This old one has calculated; there are some clues, yet they appear very vague. Dong Xue He Wang's concealment ability is not poor; he should not be in this Minor Thousand World anymore."

King Wu Yin's voice was hoarse: "This exceeds this old one's ability."

"If you can summon my elder sister, King Zhu Xing, she should be able to lock onto Dong Xue He Wang's whereabouts."

"King Zhu Xing..."

The Cang Kong Imperial Son paused, saying nothing.

The Spider Star King is one of the Imperial Guard of the Ancient Flame Emperor's son, long highly valued by him and regarded as his personal possession; it is basically impossible to lend him out to become someone else's guard.

Moreover, the Son of the Azure Sky and the Son of the Ancient Flame have a deep enmity.

This involves

the internal power struggle within the Ancient Flame Emperor's family.

The situation thus froze.

The Son of the Azure Sky stayed in the Mo Teng Xiao Gao Jie for several years; during this period he continuously drilled the great army, its military might grew ever more formidable, and his strength constantly increased, yet he was still unable to find the whereabouts of the Dong Xue He Wang.

On this day, the Mo Ye Wang, face full of killing intent, brought news.

"Di Zi."

The Mo Ye Wang bowed respectfully and said, "In the Hua Yun Xiao Gao Jie, the Huang Sha Xiao Gao Jie, in the Shan Yue Xiao Gao Jie... in all our Minor Thousand Worlds, traces of the Dong Xue He Wang have been discovered."

"He has appeared."

"It could be a clone, or it could be the true body."

The Mo Ye Wang's eyes were bloodshot; he spoke coldly, "He has annihilated dozens of General-rank families, involving every Minor Thousand World, slaughtering over two hundred thousand. Our entire army's morale has begun to waver; many Generals and Wei Guan have started contacting the Yan Liu Di Zi in secret, surreptitiously pledging allegiance to him to preserve their families' lives."

"If we continue to let this go unchecked, the millions-strong army may collapse without a fight."

"Dong Xue He Wang!"

Before the Son of the Azure Sky's eyes, everything went black.

He knew he could no longer continue waiting; he must split his forces.

Otherwise, the great army will scatter, the Kings will scatter too; their anger, however great, is limited, and as time passes, cold calculations of interest will come to dominate, and they will spontaneously choose the Di Zi who better represents the Kings' interests.

"Split the forces!"

"Divide into groups of over ten Kings each, each heading to the various Xiao Gao Jie to hunt down and kill the Dong Xue He Wang."

"If ambushed, immediately fortify with formations, wait for reinforcements from all four directions, slay this Slave King, and uphold the Imperial Family's reputation!"

The Son of the Azure Sky's eyes flashed with ferocity; he spoke in hatred, "Before departing, summon the Kings of the Yan Shi family and leave a prohibition in their souls; let them lead the charge. If they resist, execute them on the spot!"

He had already begun to disregard propriety and rules.

It was the Yan Liu Di Zi who first broke the bottom line; this cannot be blamed on him.

"Yes!"

The Kings roared their assent; there was no opposition, except from the Yan Shi family Kings, whose faces were extremely grim.