Chapter 602: Three Realms Alliance, The Demon King Negotiates

"Mo Jie?" Zhang Wuji frowned and said, "Xianzi, will those fellows in Mo Jie be willing to help us? Furthermore, as far as I know, the attitude within Mo Jie toward Nitian Mozun is very complex; some demon clans even worship it as an idol."

"This is precisely the most thorny problem," Cihang Xianzi sighed, "but we must try. Although Mo Jie is evil, they also do not wish to see their own homeland destroyed. Moreover, once Nitian Mozun is resurrected, the first to be liquidated will likely be those demon clans that betrayed it."

After some deliberation, Cihang Xianzi decided to personally head to the border of Mo Jie to seek out those rational demon clan leaders for negotiations. Although the risk was great, this was a necessary step to form a complete Three Realms alliance.

Three days later, Cihang Xianzi arrived at Xukong Cheng on the border of Mo Jie.

This was a strange city built within the turbulent flow of the Void; the entire city floated in the center of a black-purple energy vortex, surrounded by rifts in time and space. The city walls were made of obsidian and reached a height of a thousand zhang, with ferocious demon god patterns carved onto the city gates, emitting an evil aura that made one's heart palpitate.

Xukong Cheng was the trade center of Mo Jie and also a buffer zone for various forces. Here, demon clan merchants, mercenaries, and adventurers from all over Mo Jie gathered; it was the most prosperous yet chaotic place in Mo Jie.

Cihang Xianzi disguised herself as an ordinary cultivator and cautiously entered the city. The bustling demon clans on the streets made her feel uncomfortable, but she endured the unease and continued forward.

After making many inquiries, she learned that Samaier Wang was handling affairs in Heita Yishiting within the city. Samaier was the elder brother of the demon general Baloke and also one of the leaders of the moderate faction in Mo Jie; if she could persuade him, there would be hope to win over a portion of Mo Jie's power.

Heita Yishiting was located in the center of Xukong Cheng and was a black spire that towered into the clouds. The tower body was forged from special demon iron, capable of resisting various spell attacks, and purple flames that never extinguished burned at the top of the tower.

Cihang Xianzi took a deep breath and pushed open the doors of the council hall.

The decorations inside the hall were extremely luxurious, with gold thread patterns embroidered on the black carpet, and various trophies of the demon clans hanging on the walls. On the throne in the center sat a tall and mighty figure; that was Samaier Wang.

Unlike his younger brother Baloke, Samaier looked more mature and steady. He was nearly three meters tall with a burly physique, but a light of wisdom flickered in his eyes. A set of black Moja wrapped him tightly, and the demon clan emblem on his chest displayed his noble status.

"A guest from the Immortal Realm?" Samaier's voice was low and magnetic, but the pressure contained within it made one not dare to underestimate him, "Truly a rare guest, Cihang Xianzi."

Cihang Xianzi was startled in her heart, not expecting the other party to see through her identity at a glance. But she quickly calmed down and bowed respectfully: "Samaier Wang is too kind; this humble one has come this time to discuss an important matter."

"I had already guessed," Samaier stood up, his massive body casting a Yinying, "it is about the matter of Nitian Mozun, right? My brother Baloke has already told me what happened in the Human Realm."

"Since the King is aware of this matter, you must surely understand the severity of it," Cihang Xianzi said straightforwardly, "Once Nitian Mozun breaks the Seal, the first to suffer will be Mo Jie. It will absolutely not tolerate the existence of any traitors."

Samaier was silent for a moment, then slowly sat back down on the throne. His expression became extremely serious, and a trace of worry flashed in his eyes.

"Xianzi is right," Samaier finally spoke, "Nitian Mozun is indeed a grave threat to our Mo Jie. But you must understand that there is a huge divergence within Mo Jie regarding this matter. A considerable portion of the demon clans still worship it, believing that its return will make Mo Jie powerful once again."

"Then what is your attitude?" Cihang Xianzi asked.

"Me?" Samaier gave a bitter smile, "Of course I do not wish to see Mo Jie destroyed. Although we are the demon clan, we also have our own homeland and clansmen that need protection."

For the next three days and three nights, Cihang Xianzi and Samaier conducted difficult negotiations. The process of the negotiation was exceptionally complex, involving the distribution of power in the Three Realms alliance, the status of Mo Jie after the war, and various specific details of cooperation.

Although Samaier was willing to cooperate, as the leader of Mo Jie, he had to strive for the greatest benefits for his own clansmen. The conditions he proposed were harsh: Mo Jie must have an equal right to speak in the alliance, the independent status of Mo Jie must be guaranteed after the war, and the Immortal Realm must not interfere in the internal affairs of Mo Jie under any pretext.

After repeated bargaining, both sides finally reached a preliminary agreement. Samaier agreed to represent the moderate faction of Mo Jie to join the Three Realms alliance, but only limited to the specific goal of opposing Nitian Mozun.

"Xianzi, although we have reached an agreement, I must remind you," Samaier said solemnly while signing the agreement, "The power of Mo Jie is a double-edged sword; used well, it is a powerful aid, but used poorly, it is a fatal threat."

Cihang Xianzi nodded to show she understood: "This humble one understands the King's concerns; we will act with caution."

The framework of the Three Realms alliance was finally established preliminarily, but Cihang Xianzi knew that the real challenge had only just begun. How to integrate the completely different power systems of the Three Realms, how to coordinate the conflicts of interest between all parties, and how to deal with the possible premature attack of Nitian Mozun—these were all huge problems placed before the alliance.

#Chapter 606: The Demon Shadow Attacks, The Three Realms Tremble

Deep within the Yongheng Jianlao, from a cage as dark as an abyss, came bursts of low roars. The massive figure bound by countless golden chains slowly raised its head, and in those scarlet eyes burned monstrous fury.

"Three Realms alliance... Hmph, a mantis trying to stop a chariot!" Nitian Mozun's voice was like the roar of a demon from the depths of hell, shaking the entire prison, "Since you are so eager to throw your lives away, this Venerable One will first give you a little welcoming gift!"

Although it was bound by the Seal and unable to break free from the cage, after accumulating for tens of thousands of years, the demonic power contained within its body had reached a terrifying degree. One could see black energy surging all over its body, and its originally solid body began to separate into strands of blurry black shadows.

Although these black shadows only had one ten-thousandth of the power of the main body, they were already fatal enough for the current Three Realms. They swam like invisible venomous snakes, searching for those minute cracks in the Seal.

"Go, my Moying Fenshen," Nitian Mozun let out a sinister laugh, "Let the Three Realms feel the taste of despair, and by the way, collect some useful information for this Venerable One."

Dozens of Moying Fenshen rushed toward the cracks in the Seal like black lightning; their figures were extremely tiny, able to easily pass through those hair-thin gaps. Once they escaped the Yongheng Jianlao, these clones immediately began to expand crazily, recovering to human size.

Renjian Xiuzhen Jie, the newly built Qingyun Xiuzhen Xueyuan in Tianyuan Cheng.