Chapter 1280 - 360: Discord, The Beginning of the Immortal Venerates’ Internal Schism

Chapter 1280: Chapter 360: Discord, The Beginning of the Immortal Venerates’ Internal Schism

Ning Zheng glanced at the deceased Bottle-Storage Immortal Venerate, an opponent from a while ago, with a look devoid of joy or sorrow.

This world is indeed cruel.

From the perspective of Bottle-Storage, he hadn’t done anything wrong from the start.

It was merely a matter of setting sights on the commercial territory of a weak civilization.

Ning Zheng’s Xi Rong business had done similar things when expanding; after all, making money involves squeezing out competitors.

Ultimately, it was merely because Bottle-Storage Immortal Venerate was weak.

Setting aside his inner sentiments, Ning Zheng frowned and said: "Seniors, what should we do now? I don’t want to be drained for sightseeing.

That new Manor Master of Xi Rong, the painter, will never prove the Dao, just waiting to block us off at the last two vacant seats."

The others glanced at you, this former Manor Master of Xi Rong, and suddenly stopped talking.

But there was no doubt that Ning Zheng’s words hit home for everyone.

In fact, these Celestial Phenomenon Immortal Venerates aren’t afraid of those two proving the Dao and joining them, they fear them refusing to prove the Dao.

Because once all the Immortal Venerate seats are filled, Heaven and Earth are complete.

The entire universe will undergo a super transformation, like an embryo reaching full maturity.

And them? Holding everyone’s throats, not completing those last two seats, yet still wanting to shut them out.

Finally, the three Immortal Venerates exchanged ideas in secret and silently said: "Everyone, there’s no need to strive for a temporary victory; let them win one more round."

"Let’s try to lock the Heavens and Earth of [Prehistoric] so that matter and energy don’t flow to [Future]."

Most people wouldn’t understand these words, but the powerhouses present knew their meaning.

It means killing all life along the River of Time—living beings, flowers, plants, trees, ecosystems—and turning them into material to be recycled.

Making the Immortal Venerates’ bodies larger, locking this matter within themselves.

It’s akin to shutting down the machine of the [River of Time] to prevent matter from flowing into the future.

At this moment, beside them, Lunmu Immortal Venerate couldn’t help but express concern:

"But locking up some matter by ourselves is not enough; the past is too vast, and we can’t lock much, possibly managing 30% of the universe’s area at most."

The excess matter will still slowly be pulled to the future due to the gravitational mechanics of time.

"That’s enough." Life Immortal Venerate said coolly. "Regardless of their moves, they must ultimately fight us in a decisive battle; with 30% of the universe’s material as logistics, it’s quite substantial, enough for us to unleash fully."

"What if we lose the world? We only need to guard our last capital, waiting for them to counter-attack us and start the final battle."

These words seem flawless, yet everyone knows this is an act of resignation.

Previously, the past held 49 while the future held 1, translating to a mere 2% in terms of future area.

But now?

The odds are against us!

The past can only lock 30% of its area, and even then, it’s by killing all living beings and locking them in their bodies.

Which means once they lose the fun of high-dimensional civilizations within the River of Time, no longer having any ecosystem, the entire past leaves only solitary Immortal Venerates standing in emptiness, enduring endless loneliness.

This makes it tough for the pampered Immortal Venerates to endure.

Previously, they claimed to be locked in the prison of [past], yet none felt imprisoned.

But now?

This is truly imprisonment: lonely existence in the void.

Seeing the ill-intentioned faces of other Celestial Phenomenon Immortal Venerates, the expressions of the three Immortal Venerates aren’t great either; if possible, how could they desire this?

Even as mighty as they are, reality cannot change; they can’t personally descend and choke the gleeful painter, leaving them feeling pent up.

Life Immortal Venerate continued, "This is just the last resort; we still have a lot of area now."

"Continue the campaign, once our troops fight until 30% of the material remains, we’ll join forces to lock it."

The other Celestial Phenomenon Immortal Venerates could only agree, implicitly accepting this approach.

Boom boom boom!

Witnessing their side dispatching a massive army to the future, the slaughter continued, all Celestial Phenomenon Immortal Venerates fell silent.

And seeing this scene, Ning Zheng also pondered:

"As expected, the past isn’t monolithic; after all, it’s only natural that Immortal Venerates can’t trust each other... Who joined this group not for themselves?

Even though the three Immortal Venerates possess absolute authority and force, subordinate Immortal Venerates can still resist since they are undying."

If there was a total confrontation, they’d merely face relentless assault, only becoming wanted fugitives, and dying just means revival.

Previously sharing prosperity was fine.

But now as calamity looms, each flies their own way, newfound thoughts arise.

Ning Zheng quietly mused: "Can we win over those subordinate Immortal Venerates?"

"After all, we have the Ring to act as intermediaries, channeling the power of various attribute Immortal Venerates."

"We also have the Oath Master to sign accords, fostering mutual trust..."

Even Ning Zheng felt a sense of destiny as if it were fate.

The Ring and Oath Master seemed destined for creating a new alliance system, fracturing, and alienating this old team, isolating the three Immortal Venerates.

As time favors the determined!

Could it be that the painter, the protagonist, benefits from cosmic luck? Everything supports him? The Ring, the Oath Master has joined his team so fittingly?

Or might this have been part of the painter’s plan?

Did the painter foresee this day, using Jiu Shui and Xin Xichen to advance internal coordination from [past], plotting against these prehistoric Old Dens?

The more Ning Zheng thought, the more he feared; the painter seemed terrifying.

Of course, perhaps he had quietly become the supportive character, fantasizing about the painter’s grandeur as the protagonist.

"But certainly, it’s worth a try."

Ning Zheng exchanged glances with Xin Xichen beside him, communicating silently: "These guys have shaken hearts, knowing the tides have turned; they might genuinely defect to us."

Xin Xichen’s eyes gleamed brightly, eager to try this undermining tactic.

He won’t fully give up; merely, in the [past], he couldn’t affect the battle pattern, thus indulged himself until now; a chance beckons, he must try.

"Adjourn."

The three Immortal Venerates stood up, their expressions exceedingly calm.

"Yes!"

Countless Celestial Phenomenon Immortal Venerates departed one by one.

Each felt anxious, sensing their lands divided, disappearing, uncertain about their future paths.

At this moment, Xin Xichen and Ning Zheng halted the maternal-looking Jiumu Immortal Venerate:

"Friend, please stay."