Chapter 1888: Chapter 1887: Divine Dragon Sect Beneath the Eight-Layer Demon Tower

Layer upon layer of mountain ranges pile together, appearing from afar like an eight-tiered Demon Tower.

Wang Ye had been through this place before, always feeling a powerful presence hidden here, unknowingly that this was the location of the Divine Dragon Sect.

The envoy stood atop the dragon’s spine, quickly landing under the eight-tiered Demon Tower.

"The Envoy of the Blackwater comes to deliver a message. Why have you not hastened to greet me?"

The envoy held the invitation in hand, his expression stern.

As his voice fell, the mountains stacked upon one another transformed into an imposing, grand pavilion.

Even from afar, it gave a shockingly impressive feeling.

Soon after, a man dressed in black robes emerged, with a majestic golden divine dragon embroidered on his chest, the emblem of the Divine Dragon Sect.

The man in black respectfully nodded to the Blackwater envoy.

"Our Divine Dragon Sect has retreated to Guiyin Mountain for years, no longer concerning itself with matters in the Blackwater Secret Realm. I wonder what brings the Blackwater envoy here?"

The man in black was named An Jimou, an elder responsible for welcoming guests.

Upon hearing this, the Blackwater envoy sneered coldly.

"In the Blackwater Secret Realm, no one can remain entirely uninvolved."

With that, he flicked his finger, sending the cyan invitation towards An Jimou.

An Jimou scanned the letter, his brow slightly furrowed.

For three thousand years, the Divine Dragon Sect had stayed out of worldly matters; who would have thought the Leader of the Blackwater Alliance had died?

"Farewell, envoy. I will certainly deliver the letter to the Sect Leader’s hands." 𝒇𝒓𝙚𝒆𝔀𝓮𝓫𝒏𝓸𝙫𝓮𝓵.𝓬𝙤𝙢

An Jimou respectfully watched as the Blackwater envoy departed riding the divine dragon.

Swiftly, An Jimou returned to the eight-tiered Demon Tower, and as he stepped inside, the place transformed again into layered mountain ranges, undetectable as an eight-tiered Demon Tower by any.

An Jimou held the letter and soon arrived in the Divine Dragon Hall.

Within the Divine Dragon Hall, brightly lit, sat a man in a long blue robe cross-legged on the ground.

This man was the Sect Leader of the Divine Dragon, Ye Guangyu.

On the table in front of him was an Incense Burner, tendrils of smoke floating around the room, with a painting on the wall depicting a youth.

"Sect Leader, an envoy from the Blackwater Secret Realm has brought an invitation, please take a look."

An Jimou spoke and handed over the letter.

Ye Guangyu accepted the letter, carefully reading through it, learning that the leader had passed, and in ten days a new Alliance Leader would be selected.

After reading, his gaze fixed on the portrait on the wall.

"Sect Leader, why do you always stare at the picture on the wall?"

An Jimou was puzzled, having noticed Ye Guangyu staring at the painting for over a thousand years.

Ye Guangyu, upon hearing this, spoke calmly.

"A thousand years ago, a significant civil war occurred within our Divine Dragon Sect."

"The Divine Dragon Sect split into two factions: the Heavenly faction and the Earth faction, disagreements arising due to their differing understandings of the Secret Moves of the Divine Dragon Secret, which eventually led to massive conflict."

"During that war, many masters perished; I was merely a minor figure in the Divine Dragon Sect and could not evade the catastrophe. Gravely injured, my Spiritual Energy was lost, I transformed into a wounded snake painfully crawling over the third-tier rocks, leaving a trail of blood."

"It was then I encountered a young man, a physician, who stitched my wounds and placed me in a stream, allowing me to escape the calamity."

"That youth was Qin Tianba; grateful, I secretly supported him to become the Leader of the Blackwater Alliance. Yet, who would have predicted Qin Tianba would drastically change, becoming a foolish and corrupt ruler."

"Now that Qin Tianba’s time is up, we must secretly support a true wise ruler."

"After all, in a hundred years, the Blackwater Secret Realm will face a great catastrophe. Without encountering a wise ruler to strengthen the Blackwater Secret Realm, the entire realm might become a frozen wasteland."

Ye Guangyu’s mind faintly conjured an image, that of Wang Ye.

If this person could be chosen as the leader, perhaps this disaster could be overcome.

An Jimou, hearing this, was startled, wondering why the Sect Leader mentioned a great catastrophe for the Blackwater Secret Realm a thousand years later?

What is the reason for the world turning into glaciers?

Could it be that someone intends to shoot the sun? Or is it that an unparalleled powerhouse will descend upon this world, freezing the entire Blackwater Secret Realm?

Pondering without conclusion, An Jimou refrained from asking further.

"Does the Sect Leader have a suitable candidate in mind?"

An Jimou asked again.

An Jimou was actually a person of the Qingyun Sect, with the previous Sect Master of Qingyun having long coveted the leadership of the Blackwater Secret Realm, yet ultimately Qin Tianba claimed the position.

From then on, the previous Sect Master of Qingyun, Ye Qingfeng, realized that becoming the leader of the Blackwater Secret Realm required support from the Divine Dragon Sect.

Thus he sent An Jimou to infiltrate the Divine Dragon Sect. In the blink of an eye, a millennium passed, and Ye Qingfeng died at the hands of Magic Emperor Tianyin, yet An Jimou remained embedded in the Divine Dragon Sect.

Ye Guangyu, upon hearing him, did not respond, his gaze once more focusing on the portrait. His thoughts were, this An Jimou was sent by the Qingyun Sect, wasn’t he aware?

Why would he reveal his true intentions to this person, but he ought to deceive him somehow, right?

"I have decided to secretly support Sect Master Ting Yu."

Ye Guangyu replied in a flat tone.

Upon hearing this, An Jimou was overjoyed; was the leadership finally going to fall to Qingyun Sect?

...

Meanwhile, the Blackwater envoy also rode the white dragon, landing at the foot of Tianyong Mountain.

Elder Black Dragon quickly came out to greet the envoy, reverently saying.

"Welcome, Envoy of the Blackwater, to Tianyong Mountain. May I inquire about the purpose of your visit?"

Envoy Li Feige replied, taking out the letter from his long sleeve and passing it to Black Dragon.

"Please deliver this invitation to Sect Master Wang. Everything will become clear, I must go to other sects to deliver invitations, farewell."

With that, he leapt onto the divine dragon, which soared upwards, flying across the nine heavens, continuing towards Dongfang.

Elder Black Dragon hurriedly delivered the invitation to the Divine Dragon Hall.

Though it was morning, the sun hadn’t risen, the air was cold and biting.

Wang Ye sat quietly in his chair, his eyes fixed on a cultivation technique in his hands.

The cultivation technique was named Divine Weapon Secret, a method combining military strategy with cultivation, creating a powerful technique.

It is rumored that learning this technique and practicing over time can exponentially increase one’s strength.

"Sect Leader, envoy Li Feige from the Blackwater has delivered an invitation, please take a look."

Elder Black Dragon admired Wang Ye, his demeanor respectful.

Upon hearing this, Wang Ye set down the cultivation technique, accepting the invitation.

After reading through it, discovering that the Acting Alliance Leader had died, he initially thought his eyes deceived him, then carefully examined the letter content.

After a long while, he murmured to himself.

"Never expected the succession for the leader position to be accelerated; the selection conference will be held in half a month."