Chapter 208: Hall of Heroes, Six Alliance

Tianyuan Six Alliance.

Hall of Heroes.

Six Martial Artists with powerful auras gathered here.

The Tianyuan Six Alliance was a faction formed to temporarily stabilize the civil war on Tianyuan Star.

Each of its alliance leaders possessed the strength of a Tenth Rank Martial God, making them the supreme rulers of Tianyuan Star.

In the hall, a man stood almost completely naked, with only a red cloth covering his vital areas.

His aura was overwhelming, his physical prowess perfected to the extreme, with every inch of his flesh and blood like a hidden true dragon.

He was the most formidable presence among all those gathered—or rather, the only one who did not restrain his aura.

“Hmph, I’ve only been away from Tianyuan for a thousand years, and you filthy lot have already stirred up such a mess. Looking at how calm and composed you old undying ones are, could it be that the appearance of the Sky Demon is related to you?”

His voice thundered, shaking the entire hall.

A white-haired man in blue robes slowly stepped forward, cupping his hands slightly.

“Senior Brother, it’s been so many years. I trust you’ve been well.”

“Hmph, from our past interactions, you, Zhang Erdan, were always the most pretentious with your words. But since I’ve heard you’re kind and friendly to the people, I, Hong Luo, won’t trouble you.”

Zhang Erdan’s face darkened, veins seemingly bulging on his forehead as he forced a smile. “Senior Brother, I have changed my name to Xiao Chunwei.”

“Hahahaha!” The naked Martial God wrapped in red cloth laughed heartily, shifting his stance.

In an instant, his entire body’s muscles trembled as if carrying billions of stars, moving in an extremely irregular rhythmic motion.

Faintly, the entire Tianyuan Star seemed to fall into the rhythm of his movements.

The other five watched him with apprehension.

The Red-Cloth Martial God paid them no mind. He walked to the front of the hall, looking down at the five Martial Gods below.

He sneered.

“In the past, the Six Alliance agreed to unite against a common enemy and govern our mother planet peacefully. Never did I expect that during my absence, you would engage in such shady dealings. Truly unworthy of the title Martial God.”

“Old Man Chi Heng, you tell me—have you secretly colluded with the demonic cultists? Don’t rush to deny it. Do you think I spent these thousand years away without hearing any rumors?”

The Red-Cloth Martial God’s angry tone once again shook the hall, nearly causing it to collapse, but a formation barely held it together.

Chi Heng, the Martial God, appeared aged like a man in his twilight years. His lifespan spanned tens of thousands of years, making him the eldest among the six.

“Since the matter has already occurred, why must Martial God Hong Luo pursue it further? Moreover, the one supporting the Heaven Demon Sect from behind the scenes has already been eliminated by me. Isn’t that a meritorious deed, enough to atone for any wrongdoing?”

“Nonsense!”

The Red-Cloth Martial God—or rather, the old man’s so-called Hong Luo—shouted angrily, glaring fiercely at Chi Heng.

“If not for your secret support, how could these Anti-Sect Factions have survived until now?”

“Let me make this clear today. From what I see, you probably covet the [Demon] even more than the Heaven Demon Sect itself~”

As these words fell, the hall fell into an eerie silence.

Only Hong Luo continued speaking. “Your ambitions are even greater than I imagined—

Pah! Disgusting!

It makes me sick just looking at you!

Pah!

Disgusting!”

“It seems I was right to leave back then. You old things have lived too long, daring to covet the power of demons. Have you forgotten how the Demon Lord nearly destroyed Tianyuan Star ten thousand years ago?”

“Senior Brother Hong Luo, calm down, calm down. I believe there may be more to this matter.”

Zhang Erdan, with white hair and blue robes, swiftly teleported before Hong Luo to console him.

At the sight of Zhang Erdan, Hong Luo’s expression softened slightly.

“Among these people, you’re the only one who still counts as decent. I’ve naturally seen all you’ve done for Tianyuan Star over the years.”

“It was nothing more than a small effort. Everything was for our Tianyuan. After all, I, your junior brother, grew up in this pure land—how could I bear to watch our mother planet willingly sink into decay?”

“Hahahaha, well said!” Hong Luo laughed heartily, patting Zhang Erdan on the shoulder. “I knew I hadn’t misjudged you.”

Then, his tiger-like eyes widened as he glared at the other four.

“Since the four of you walk a different path from me, Hong Luo, let’s just disband this Six Alliance!”

With that, he charged toward the top of the treasure hall, overturning countless steel frames and dark iron, and stood tall atop the hall’s peak.

Facing Tianyuan.

“Today,”

“I, Hong Luo, representing the Body Cultivator Alliance, declare—

I—am—withdrawing—from—the—Six—Alliance!”

His resonant voice, wrapped in a profound aura, echoed across the entirety of Tianyuan Star.

In the outskirts of Heart Origin City, Jiang Yan opened his eyes and slowly rose from the ground.

His gaze turned toward the city center, the source of that voice.

“What an overbearing voice…”

“If even the Six Alliance is disbanding, it seems Tianyuan has truly descended into utter chaos.”

Jiang Yan smiled knowingly, adopting an attitude of detached indifference.

Hall of Heroes.

“Hong Luo! You must not do this!”

“If you leave the Six Alliance, all the Body Cultivators of Tianyuan will follow you. How will our Tianyuan then confront the Sky Demon lurking in the shadows?”

“Hahahaha! From now on, I’ll slay every demon I see. No need to play these convoluted games with you all!”

“This… don’t act on impulse!”

“If the Six Alliance collapses, the crisis facing Tianyuan Star won’t just be the Sky Demon!”

“Hahahaha! Such a rotten Tianyuan Star—I, Hong Luo, want no part of it!”

With that, his figure vanished silently from the Hall of Heroes.

“Ah, this Hong Luo… ah—”

Martial God Chi Heng sighed, his expression a mix of light and shadow.

At that moment, someone else approached from outside the hall.

Anyone who could enter the Hall of Heroes was certainly no ordinary individual.

As soon as Martial God Zhishuang stepped onto the first stair, he casually remarked, “The chaos on Tianyuan Star could easily affect my company’s business.”

“So…”

“So you’ll join us in quelling the Sky Demon? Brother Zhishuang truly cares for the people!”

Zhishuang cast a cold glance at the one who had interrupted, speaking indifferently:

“So—I intend to take all my company’s assets and leave Tianyuan Star.”

“Do not disturb me.”

With that, he turned and left.

“Wait!” someone anxiously called out. “Zhishuang, if even you abandon us, how can the five of us who remain possibly contend with the resurgent Sky Demon?”

Zhishuang turned back, a flicker of disgust crossing his mature, middle-aged face.

“Whoever caused the trouble should deal with it. Weren’t you all having quite the fun before?”

“But if anyone dares to hinder me from moving my assets—death—”

He emphasized the last word heavily, let out a cold laugh, and vanished from the Hall of Heroes.

“This…”

A deathly silence fell over the Hall of Heroes.

After a long while.

Zhang Erdan, among the five, finally stepped forward.

“Erdan, do you perhaps have a plan?”

Zhang Erdan’s face darkened as he shot a displeased look at the speaker.

“I am named Xiao Chunwei!”

“Ah? Oh, oh, yes! Yes!”

“Chunwei, do you perhaps have a plan?”

Hearing the words “Chunwei,” Erdan felt as if bathed in a spring breeze, his expression softening.

He smiled as he looked at the other four.

“I, Er… uh, I, Xiao Chunwei, today represent the entire Righteous Alliance—

in withdrawing from the Six Alliance!”