Unstoppable Martial Arts: Starting with brother's wife and young sister

The shock in Chen Xuan's heart was no less than that of Zhou Zheng.

The last time he saw him, he was at the Eight Layers of Purity, and now he's reached the Ninth Layer!

Is this the power of the National Spirit?

He raised his eyes to look at the Shimmering Golden Phoenix in midair, feeling that its aura was much stronger than before, but still far inferior to the Golden Dragon.

"You truly surprise me?"

Zhou Zheng spoke in a deep voice, but his expression had already returned to normal.

"Same to you! You're not bad either, reaching the Ninth Layer of Purity so quickly!"

Compared to their last meeting, the atmosphere this time was much better, almost like a reunion of old friends.

Especially Chen Xuan, who slowly walked over, and as he reached the stone pillar, he reached out to touch it.

"When did you and Xia Yi start planning all this?"

The nine stone pillars were almost identical to the array over in Great Xia, but with slight differences, likely because of it, he looked up at the Shimmering Golden Phoenix above.

"From the moment I began cultivating with the National Spirit."

Zhou Zheng said calmly, this was the first time he revealed this secret to anyone.

"Is it because of this Phoenix?"

Chen Xuan guessed after a brief thought; the national spirits of the two countries must be connected, or else how could the Golden Dragon, far in Great Xia, know about this Phoenix's situation.

Zhou Zheng's expression fluctuated again, not expecting even this to be guessed, and couldn't help but praise, "You truly are very smart!"

"Thanks!"

Chen Xuan accepted the compliment, as expected.

However, he curiously asked next, "Logically, you and Great Xia have a grudge that destroys nations, yet you collaborated so easily?"

"Do you think I would ignore the life and death of the Nine Provinces for this?"

Zhou Zheng's face showed disdain.

He indeed had a nation-destroying grudge with Great Xia, and the first time Xia Yi communicated with him through the National Spirit, it had truly shocked him.

Later, Xia Yi told him about the Demon Race planning to descend upon the Nine Provinces.

Initially, Zhou Zheng rejected it outright without a second thought.

The grudge against Great Xia was etched in his heart since childhood, and now Xia Yi suddenly wanted to collaborate with him.

How could he accept that!

But he was ultimately an Emperor, especially after Great Xia experienced the demon beast uprising, his resolve began to waver.

He knew a fair bit about the ancient wars.

Even though the mighty ancient times ultimately won, they paid the price of Martial Dao decline.

Although some recovery had happened over these years, it was still a far cry from ancient times.

If he refused collaboration with Xia Yi, the result was evident.

The Nine Provinces would definitely be reduced to ashes, and the entire Human Race would become food for the Demon Race.

This was not a result he wanted to see.

So, in the end, for the sake of the Nine Provinces, he agreed to Xia Yi's request for collaboration.

And just at that time, Xia Yi finally revealed a secret, which made Zhou Zheng admire him.

At least it was something he considered beyond his capability.

Then they planned a war between the two nations, and this array was set up as Xia Yi instructed, all to enable the National Spirit to grow quickly.

However—

He looked up at the Shimmering Golden Phoenix circling in the sky.

With a slight sigh in his heart.

Even after absorbing so much Essence, it still hadn't reached the requirement Xia Yi mentioned.

The Essence was sufficient, yet even with his help, the Shimmering Golden Phoenix consumed it too slowly.

With the time for the demon race's arrival drawing nearer, worry began to creep into Zhou Zheng's heart.

In dealing with the demon race, the Shimmering Golden Phoenix and the Golden Dragon were both crucial.

"By the way, what brings you here?"

He understood Chen Xuan's nature well enough to know he wouldn't come without reason.

"The Golden Dragon has already evolved into royal class!"

Chen Xuan said calmly.

Upon hearing this news, Zhou Zheng looked at the Shimmering Golden Phoenix again, feeling even more anxious.

If it could evolve into royal class, as Xia Yi suggested, they would have over an eighty percent chance of repelling the Demon Race.

However—

"Take this!"

Chen Xuan sent out a golden light, which was the essence blood given to him by the Golden Dragon.

Zhou Zheng looked at the essence blood in his hand, still puzzled and about to inquire,

when suddenly,

the Shimmering Golden Phoenix, which had been quietly absorbing Essence, let out an excited cry the moment the essence blood appeared.

Swooping down, it instantly came before Zhou Zheng.

Its phoenix eyes fixed on the essence blood in his hand, revealing a look of extreme longing.

At this moment, Chen Xuan explained, "This is the Golden Dragon's essence blood, given to me to bring to the Phoenix, said to accelerate its growth!"

"I see!"

Zhou Zheng suddenly understood, and he immediately handed the essence blood to the Shimmering Golden Phoenix, "Eat up!"

"Chirp chirp....."

The Shimmering Golden Phoenix, having consumed the essence blood, excitedly let out cry after cry, and simultaneously, its aura began to gently rise.

Zhou Zheng's gaze intensified upon seeing this; in just an instant, he felt that the Shimmering Golden Phoenix had improved significantly, even surpassing the absorption of the previous days.

"Indeed, a National Spirit of the King Level!"

At this moment, he couldn't help but express his admiration.

"Alright, the task is complete. I'll take my leave now!" Observing the condition of the Shimmering Golden Phoenix, it seems that time will manage to permit.

All that can be done is done, from here on, it's up to fate.

"Hmm!"

...

Demon Realm!

"Galan, you'd better not meddle in the invasion of the Human Realm, or don't blame me for being rude!"

A colossal black dragon, merely one of its scales measuring a hundred meters, was glaring murderously at the demon beast who had previously delivered the message to Chen Xuan, Galan!

"Heilaosan, you dare threaten me with just your might?"

Galan disdainfully looked at him; among the ten Great Elders of the Black Dragon Race, only Heilaoyi could pose a threat to him, and he feared none of the others.

"You seek death!"

Long Sheng's eyes glinted fiercely, but his heart was also apprehensive.

The Galan Race is one of the nine major Royal Families in the Demon Realm, their strength no weaker than the Black Dragon Race.

And the Galan before him had caused a sensation in the Demon Realm since birth.

The reason is simple: within his veins flows a trace of royal blood, albeit thin, yet with this trace of royal blood, he holds the hope of evolving to royalty.

It's known that currently, the Demon Realm has only one royal entity, whose lifespan is nearing its end, remaining in eternal slumber.

Unless the Demon Realm faces imminent annihilation, he would never intervene.

Bearing this trace of royal blood, from birth, the Clan Leader of the Galan Race named him Galan, showing the high expectations placed upon him.

Now, the Galan Race listens to him.

And his presence here is to ensure Galan does not meddle in this invasion of the Human Realm, given the Galan Race's neutrality which dates back a long time.

At that time, the power of the Human Realm was not weaker than that of the Demon Realm.

The Galan Race maintained excellent relations with some of humanity's greats back then.

Despite the subsequent decline of the Human Realm, the Galan Race remained friendly towards humans—at least during the last failed invasion by the Demon Race, where they played a part, though without proof.

Nothing could be done against the Galan Race.

But just now, he sensed a trace of human remnants on Galan, leading to the previous confrontation.

Galan narrowed his eyes, glaring coldly, warning him, "Heilaosan, if you dare utter such words again, I'll skin you alive for a cloak! See if I dare or not!"

Instantly, Long Sheng's face turned grim, originally dark as a black dragon, now even darker.

But faced with his threat, he dared not speak.

Because he knew that though Galan appeared benevolent, he truly dared to act.

Few individuals in the Demon Realm could restrain him now.

Leading to his lawlessness and extreme arrogance.

"Galan, you're overstepping!"

Just then, a raspy voice gradually came from the distance.

Moments later, a shadow appeared.

A humanoid, clad in black clothes, black hair, face pitch black.

Eyes fixed on Galan, exuding intense murderous aura.

"Oh, isn't it Boss Hei? Isn't today peculiar, with two Great Elders from the Black Dragon Race visiting me?"

With those words, the monumental Galan vanished.

In his place stood a bald middle-aged man, dressed in blue, barefoot, with a strand of blue beads around his neck.

Laughing heartily at Boss Hei, Long Bo.

"As for the last invasion, regardless of your involvement, this matter is concluded! However—"

The next moment, his eyes sharpened, the murderous aura intensified, "Galan! I'm not joking with you, this time I'm serious! Should you dare intervene, this king will command the Black Dragon Race to attack the Galan Race!"

In an instant, Galan's smile disappeared, his expression turning solemn.

The Black Dragon Race is no laughing matter!

Still, he wouldn't be subdued by mere words; being one of the nine major Royal Families in the Demon Realm, war, irrespective of who wins or loses, would only benefit the other Royal Families.

No one can bear such a consequence.

Thus, despite frequent skirmishes among the Demon Race's various clans, there have never been interactions between the nine major Royal Families.

The reason lies in the insignificant difference in mutual strength.

Hence, he doesn't believe Long Bo would dare act; however, he's curious about why his attitude is so resolute this time.

Thus he asked,

"What precisely has made you so serious this time, Long Bo, sending even a Heilaosan and appearing yourself!"

"Ao Tian is in the hands of the Human Race! You understand how crucial Ao Tian is to my race, so don't assume this king is joking!"

"What! That young man is to be in the hands of the Human Race!"

Galan suddenly realized, so it's no wonder Boss Hei is so active in invading the Human Realm this time; it's all due to this reason.

Then...the Human Realm is in dire straits!

That young man is said to exhibit the ancestral return phenomenon, likely to become a Black Dragon King, unseen for tens of thousands of years in the Black Dragon Race.

"At this point, the king has said all that needs to be said; the rest is up to you!"

After dropping the words, he departed with Long Sheng.

"Difficult, truly difficult, hasn't that young man contacted me?"