The central region of Quanrong is similar to Xiqi.
Both are composed of altars and palaces.
However, in terms of layout and style, there are quite a few differences.
The altar of Quanrong is inside the palace, idle people can’t enter and must not approach.
The altar and surrounding palaces are all crimson, built with rough and unpolished molten fire stones, possessing a rugged beauty.
More striking is the fact that neither palace has a roof, just open to the sky.
Moreover, the entire palace area is pockmarked, looking like a war-torn version.
"Every day meteors crash down, and new molten giants are born, even the central region is not exempt."
"After several instances of roofs being smashed by meteors, rebuilt, then smashed again, Quanrong’s houses have completely abandoned the concept of a roof."
Listening to Rong Lie’s explanation, Han Zhan nodded slightly, finding it reasonable.
Rong Ao snorted coldly beside him.
"In my view, there’s no need for palaces or altars at all."
"All are buildings that can be smashed and are a waste of extra effort and manpower. Instead of spending this time, why not kill a few more monsters?"
Needless to say, judging by Rong Ao’s attitude, building houses should be a decision from Rong Lie’s faction.
"That’s not the way to put it."
"The altar is a sacred place for communicating with the Celestial God, the palace is a symbol of Quanrong’s identity. Without valuing these, how can Quanrong establish itself in this world?"
Rong Lie immediately refuted.
Rong Ao snorted again. He initially wanted to rebuke that only those without strength care about such irrelevant details.
Suddenly seeing Han Zhan beside him, thinking that the Xiqi Ancestral Temple seems to have similar operations, he ultimately refrained from confronting him.
The group proceeded, entering the hall.
The sovereign of Quanrong is an elderly old man, possibly around the same age as Jiang Ziya.
However, he appeared even older and was in poor spirits.
When Han Zhan and his companions entered the hall, he was sitting there in a state of depression.
Quanrong Sovereign, Emperor Rong.
Emperor Rong is not just a name, or rather, it’s not solely a personal name.
Every sovereign of Quanrong after taking office forgets their past name and becomes the new Emperor Rong.
The entire hall is filled with a smell of decay.
Lion-like thick white hair scattered over the seat, and on the dark red armrests beside the seat rested two wrinkled arms.
Emperor Rong tiredly opened his eyes, recognizing the visitors.
"Rong Ao, today you’ve returned much earlier than usual."
"Yes, grandfather," Rong Ao replied in acknowledgment.
Han Zhan looked at Rong Ao in surprise, then glanced at Rong Lie out of the corner of his eye.
One grandfather is the sovereign, the other is Quanrong’s advisor, it indeed appears the sovereign is superior.
No wonder Rong Ao is so proud, he should probably carry "My Sovereign Grandfather" above his head.
The most fitting episode for the character setting.
"Explain why you brought them to see me?"
"Also, in front of outsiders, you should address me as Emperor Rong."
"Yes, Emperor Rong!" Rong Ao lowered his head as he spoke, "Trade Team Captain Rong Lie invited two cultivators from the Xiqi Ancestral Temple, they said..."
"They can help Quanrong solve the problem of divine wrath."
Rumble.
The sound of muffled thunder seemed to resonate around everyone, like a sleeping lion completely awoken.
Emperor Rong leaned forward, causing such commotion, as his gaze fixed on Han Zhan, as if confronting a prehistoric giant beast.
A powerful aura of senile majesty radiated from above the hall.
"Are these words true?"
Though phrased as a question, Han Zhan was certain that if he said, "Not true," or "Joking," or any such response, Emperor Rong would certainly crush him like a crazed beast.
Rong Ao’s personality has already been seen.
How could Rong Ao’s grandfather be any kinder?
Considering this, Han Zhan pondered for a moment and replied, "The divine wrath in Xiqi has already been partially eliminated, and it is continuously weakening."
"If the Sovereign doesn’t believe me, you can go and see it for yourself, seeing is believing."
No amount of explanation can be as convincing as evidence.
Han Zhan’s words prompted the old Emperor Rong to slowly retract his posture.
With his withdrawal, the tangible pressure dissipated, and the stones weighing everyone’s chest vanished.
"I trust your words."
"Jiang Ziya and I were old adversaries, having faced each other numerous times in our youth."
"He remarkably stood against my Quanrong army, with just little Xiqi and those ordinary people."
"I didn’t expect that after him, besides Shen Luo, there would be a successor, an even more outstanding disciple."
"Your skill, which was capable of subduing my grandson, is even stronger than Shen Luo’s."
Surprised by Emperor Rong’s sudden praise, Han Zhan was briefly stunned.
Beside him, Rong Ao reminded discontentedly, "Emperor Rong, please use my official title in front of outsiders."
"..."
Returning to the main topic.
Rong Lie then elaborated on the transaction content and conditions between himself and Han Zhan to Emperor Rong.
The latter nonchalantly stated:
"Since you have a way to resolve it, then Quanrong’s future is entrusted to you."
"As for the remuneration, proceed according to what Rong Lie has negotiated with you."
"Though Quanrong lacks the four supreme treasures of temple skills, techniques, arts, and strengths, it still possesses treasures that can rival them."
"As long as the problem of divine wrath can be resolved, you are free to choose."
Even as he reached this point, Emperor Rong did not bring out those two treasures.
Even if he praised Han Zhan, he likely still doubted that Han Zhan could genuinely resolve the divine wrath issue.
No need for more words, after obtaining Emperor Rong’s consent, Han Zhan and Bai Shang proceeded to the altar located behind the hall.
"What should we do next?" Han Zhan asked Third Sister Bai Shang beside him.
Performing telepathy and communicating with the Celestial God is Bai Shang’s expertise.
Leave professional tasks to the professionals.
Bai Shang nodded without hesitation.
She gracefully walked up to Quanrong’s altar and then spoke to Emperor Rong who watched quietly:
"I need to awaken the Celestial God to eavesdrop on His thoughts."
"There are many ways to awaken the Celestial God. I intend to use the simplest method now which requires the blood of Quanrong’s sovereign."
"Not too much is needed, just marking on the nine columns of the altar will suffice."
After hearing this, Emperor Rong nodded.
He casually cut his palm, marking the columns according to Bai Shang’s instructions.
Next, Bai Shang began a special dance.
As she danced, the deep crimson of the Fire Celestial God above gradually permeated the entire sky.
The Fire Celestial God has been successfully awakened!
At the same time, a beam of white light emerged from Bai Shang, soaring upwards like a long "line," connecting her with the Fire Celestial God.
Telepathy activated!
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