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Immortal Palace of Eternal Life

Chapter 1006: The Future Path Will Be Exciting ✨

Published: August 10, 2026

Chapter 1008: The Road Ahead Will Be Wonderful

Within those words of undeniable certainty lay unwavering resolve.

"We obey!"

No sooner had Liu Yu spoken than the True Lords in the hall thundered their response.

Then, they either cupped their hands or clasped their fists, bowed, and turned to leave.

Resolve, unease, fear, excitement, exhilaration...

"The new world and new order in the alliance oath are tempting, but accomplishing them will not be easy."

"Today there were twenty-six True Lords in attendance. I wonder how many will survive in the end, and how many will live to witness this 'new world'?"

"One general's success is built on a mountain of bones..."

With all kinds of emotions in their hearts, after leaving the great hall, the True Lords transformed into streaks of escape light and vanished into the horizon, heading to all parts of Tian Nan to mobilize troops and issue orders.

Things had come to this point, so they could only walk one road to the very end. Could they still "submit" to the Heavenly Thunder Palace now?

Would the other side believe them?

"I have a blood feud with the Heavenly Thunder Palace, and only then did I firmly stand on the opposing side. But what about Qingyang and the other two, Blood Sea and Primordial Unity?"

"Why are those three so confident? Do they really believe they can advance to the divine transformation stage during the war?!"

As he departed, the tian nan old monster was filled with confusion. He could not understand where Liu Yu and the other two got their confidence from, daring to take the lead in resisting the rule of the three divine transformation factions.

"Maybe they obtained a divine transformation opportunity in the secret realm."

"Chaos is a ladder to rise on. If those three want to advance to divine transformation, then war really is the best time."

"Too bad I..."

Thinking of this, the tian nan old monster churned his magical power with surging hatred and prepared to return and gather his disciples and grand-disciples to launch his revenge against the Heavenly Thunder Palace.

He had waited for this day for a very, very long time.

It just happened to be such a good era, yet because his dao foundation had been damaged, he could no longer go any further. Over these years, this man had repeatedly been unable to sleep at night, and even now he still could not let go of that grievance in the slightest.

Whoosh, whoosh~

Starlight glittered, illuminating the distance ahead.

The sound of air being torn apart by the True Lords' flight grew fainter and fainter, while the waves of powerful spiritual pressure gradually disappeared.

Outside the cave dwelling, Liu Yu stood with his arms crossed, watching his allies depart.

To his left and right stood Ink Plum, Yellow Brow, Yan Kai, Zhou Yunlong, and Zhuo Mengzhen.

"Once the oath is made public, there will be no room for compromise between us and the Heavenly Thunder Palace."

"If we fail, the destruction of a sect or a clan will be the bare minimum."

"Friend Qingyang, let me speak plainly. This humble one only wants to ask a single question, and I hope you will answer honestly."

"Just how much confidence do you really have?"

Taking back her gaze, Ink Plum's eyes rippled as she turned and asked seriously.

Master and disciple, fellow sect members, comrades...

Everyone present was firmly on the same boat. If anything happened, none of them could escape, so she spoke frankly.

Although she had been the first to voice support just now, this concerned her own life and the rise and fall of the sect. In her heart, Ink Plum still had some unease.

After all, the stakes were simply too great!

Hearing this, Yellow Brow and the others also looked over, clearly very concerned about the answer.

"Heh~"

Upon hearing this, Liu Yu turned his head and swept his gaze across Zhuo Mengzhen, Zhou Yunlong, and Yan Kai, his eyes carrying a hint of scrutiny.

Then he passed over Yellow Brow, and his gaze finally settled on Ink Plum's exquisite and beautiful face. Meeting those serious, solemn eyes, he let his smile fade and spoke with unusual gravity: