Chapter 13754 The Choice of the Great Power

Chapter 13754 The Choice of the Great Power
Yu Huo held his head high and chest puffed out, his posture as straight as a pine tree, standing firmly in the center of the Yu Clan Hall. The giant crystal chandelier hanging high in the hall emitted a soft and cold light, pouring down on him, outlining his resolute outline.

At this moment, his eyes were like two clusters of burning flames, shining brightly. Every word that came out of his mouth was like a heavy hammer, hitting the smooth ground hard, making a dull and powerful sound.

In order to make his analysis clearer, he spoke eloquently and waved his arms vigorously, sometimes pointing to the huge mural hanging high on the wall of the temple, which depicted the glorious battle scenes of the Feather Clan in the past, and sometimes gesturing quickly in the air, simulating the current confrontation between the various forces.

He analyzed the current situation in a clear and logical manner. His words were as tight and logical as a pair of gears that fit together perfectly, and his words were well-organized and logical.

The resonant voice echoed continuously in the empty and tall hall, just like a huge rock thrown into a calm lake, stirring up circle after circle of invisible ripples, allowing everyone present to hear it clearly and tremble in their hearts.

King Yu sat on an extremely luxurious throne. The throne was made of rare thousand-year-old cold iron and its surface was inlaid with dazzling gems of various colors, exuding a mysterious and majestic atmosphere.

Yu Wang frowned, like two small hills gathered together, his eyes were as deep as a distant cold pond, bottomless. He raised his right hand slightly, his slender fingers subconsciously stroked his chin, and he was completely immersed in Yu Huo's analysis.

During this process, he nodded slightly from time to time, as if he agreed with Yuhuo's point of view, and as if he was weighing the pros and cons deep in his heart. For a moment, the hall was terribly quiet, as if time had frozen and the air seemed to have stopped flowing.

Only the slight "crackling" sound of the burning candles on the candlesticks placed around suddenly rang out in the dead silence, but it could only briefly break the suffocating tranquility.

After a long time, King Yu's originally solemn expression suddenly turned cold, and a trace of determination flashed across his eyes like lightning, just like a sharp blade suddenly unsheathed in the cold night, with a cold light that can instantly cut through the darkness.

"You are right," King Yu's voice was deep and rich, reverberating in the hall like a huge bell, with an innate and unquestionable majesty, "Instead of sitting and waiting to die, passively taking a beating, it is better to take the initiative and attack first."

He paused for a moment, then stood up slowly, with an upright posture and extraordinary momentum. He looked around like a torch, taking in the expressions of all the ministers in the hall, and then gave a loud order:

"Pass the order, let the masters of the Feather Clan scattered in every corner outside return immediately at all costs! It's time to take action against the Qin family! This time, we must not only severely damage the Qin family, but also let the Water Clan and Xuantian Temple know clearly that offending our Feather Clan will never end well!"

"Yes!" Yu Huo heard the order from King Yu and immediately knelt on one knee without hesitation. His movements were crisp and his voice was loud and firm, like the collision of metal and stone. In an instant, excitement spread across his face like a gorgeous morning glow, and the blood in his body seemed to be ignited, boiling and rushing through his veins.

When he thought of his compatriots who were brutally slaughtered and died unjustly in the conflict with the Qin family, the flames of hatred burned fiercely in his heart, burning his chest so much that it ached.

"I am willing to be the vanguard, charge ahead, and lead the way to avenge my dead compatriots!" Yu Huo stood up excitedly, his hands clenched into fists, his knuckles turned white due to the force, and his body trembled slightly due to excessive anxiety and anger.

He eagerly requested to fight, his eyes revealing a firm determination to face death without fear, as if he was about to rush to the battlefield in the next second to fight a decisive battle with the Qin family.

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Inside the mysterious and deep aquarium palace, this palace is built with corals of various shapes, emitting a soft and magical light.

Above the head, clear and transparent water flows like flexible silk, orderly under the effect of magic. Countless colorful fish swim freely in the water, flashing brilliant spots of light from time to time, projected onto the walls of the palace.

The King of Water sat lazily on a uniquely shaped coral throne. The throne exuded a faint blue glow and was inlaid with rare pearls and gems, highlighting the king's dignity.

At this time, the Water King was casually playing with the dagger in his right hand. The blade of the dagger was narrow and long, flashing with cold light, and the handle was carved with exquisite water patterns. As the Water King moved, the dagger turned flexibly between his fingers, and the reflected light danced on the surrounding coral reefs.

The Water King looked past the dagger and looked at the Turtle Prime Minister standing in front of him. The Turtle Prime Minister was tall, with a thick tortoise shell covered with mysterious patterns. He bowed slightly and waited respectfully for the Water King's response.

"My king, what should we do next? Now the sword is either in the Yu Clan or the Qin Clan. Which one should we attack?" Prime Minister Turtle said in a low voice with a hint of urgency. In his opinion, this rare sword is a great opportunity for the Water Clan to grow stronger and should not be missed.

The Water King did not answer immediately. He slowly moved his eyes away from Prime Minister Turtle and turned to look at the fish swimming freely in the water. The palace was silent except for the sound of the gurgling water.

After a long time, the Water King sighed slightly, his eyes deep and solemn: "It's easy for a fish to get out of water, but it's hard to get it back." His voice was not loud, but it was full of vicissitudes and worries. "Let's observe first. Don't act rashly before things are clear."

The Water King tapped his fingers lightly on the armrest of the throne and continued, "I have a feeling that this Dazhen Dynasty is about to face a bloody storm. All forces are secretly competing with each other. If we are not careful, our Water Clan may fall into an irretrievable situation."

Prime Minister Turtle nodded slightly. Although he was still somewhat unwilling in his heart, the words of the Water King also made him realize the seriousness of the situation.

In this unpredictable continent, rash actions may easily lead to becoming victims of other forces. In the aquatic palace, the water is still flowing and the fish are still swimming freely, but under this seemingly calm surface, a storm is quietly brewing.

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The misty Xuantian Temple is located on the top of a mountain that soars into the clouds. It is surrounded by towering ancient trees and exudes a mysterious atmosphere in its tranquility.

The buildings in the temple are well-arranged, and the flying eaves and brackets are looming in the clouds, like a fairy palace isolated from the world. However, at this moment, Xuantian Temple is filled with a depressing atmosphere, and the peace of the past is gone.

In the deepest secret room of the temple, Xuan Tianzi was sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed. His face was pale and his forehead was covered with beads of sweat, and it was obvious that he was seriously injured.

Before recuperating, he had already issued an order to close the mountain, and all disciples of Xuantian Temple, big and small, strictly enforced it, and no one was allowed to enter or leave without permission.