Ultragene Warlord

Chapter 599: The Kingdom of Limit

The representatives of the alien races didn\'t know what to do. Discourse was built on disagreement, but if they couldn\'t disagree with Zhang Lie, what was the point of the meeting? Were they simply to accept their fate?

The Huoluo clan head was vaporized just for making an errant comment! After his example, none of the alien races dared talk back to Zhang Lie.

One representative whispered, "If our clans find out that we left this meeting losing all our territory rather than gaining any, what will they say?"

How would they survive from now on?

Beside that representative, another shouted, "You bastard! It\'s a great honor for your land to be claimed, don\'t you see? Think about how important a person like Zhang Lie is! Of course we have to support his ventures. I\'d even be willing to hand over my wife and daughter, let alone my land, to the cause!"

The representatives that had been the most vocal were all cowed into bootlickers.

Zhang Lie stretched out two fingers. "There are two choices for all of you: either join my kingdom, or make a living outside my domain."

"Of course we\'ll follow you, Zhang Lie! Anything you say!"

"As long as you don\'t disdain us, Zhang Lie, me and mine will be your loyal citizens!"

The alien races changed their tune as though they were flipping the pages of a book. They stood up and knelt down. "We greet His Majesty, ruler of the second realm!"

Their coordinated motions made Zhang Lie feel as though they had rehearsed it all beforehand.

Sun Mengmeng asked, "Captain, what will our kingdom be called?"

"Let\'s call it Limit."

That day, the kingdom Limit was born. What had started out as a meeting to divide the spoils of war had ended up being a meeting to announce the creation of a new kingdom, Limit.

The topic of the meeting shifted to the laws and protections in place for humans and aliens alike.

Because of Zhang Lie\'s presence, the alien races were all in agreement in just a short month. No one dared to hinder the creation of the kingdom; Team Zenith suffered none of the setbacks that seemed to have been omnipresent.

A month later, a grand ceremony was held in the capital of Limit—the city of Renhuang, which had been rebuilt anew and eclipsed any of the former sura capitals in grandeur and prominence.

That day, a group of aliens arrived at Renhuang, having gone through countless trials and tribulations as they made their way across the sura realm. When they saw the majestic city in front of them, they knelt prostrate on the ground. "This is our holy city!"

These were the Baimei, the tribe who had been so impressed with Zhang Lie that they had begun worshiping him. After passing through almost the entirety of the second realm, the Baimei had arrived at Renhuang at long last.

They were astounded by the wealth and grandeur of Renhuang. Led on by their stick-thin priest, the Baimei walked into the city. Their pilgrimage had thinned but strengthened them. A third of their number had perished in the arduous trial, but the remaining two-thirds had grown far stronger than they were before. There were ten who were at the level of a sura king, and three among those ten were comparable to a sura monarch.

They entered the city to see festivities all around them. The residents of the city were all out in the streets, with guards maintaining proper order all around them.

The priest found a bystander and asked just what was going on.

The resident of Renhuang replied happily, "Today, our new king is ascending to the throne. He\'s the king of us humans, as well as the king of the second realm. I heard that even the realm\'s name will be changed."

A new king of their holy city?

"He\'s here, he\'s here! He\'s coming!" Amidst the residents\' joyous cheering, a carriage drawn by eight peak-grace draconic lifeforms passed by. When the priest saw the inhabitants of that carriage, his face turned rapturous.

Crag eagles filled the sky, dropping basket after basket of flower petals. Thousands of glowing birds swarmed the air, heralding the momentous occasion.

The eight peak-grade lifeforms were likewise shining brilliantly under the sun. They were all draconic lifeforms with indomitable might, and their eyes gleamed with rainbow light.

In order to find the eight most suitable peak-grade lifeforms to draw this carriage, the members of Team Zenith and the alien races in support of Zhang Lie had scoured almost the entirety of the second realm, and the result spoke for itself.

Even one of those lifeforms alone would have required the entire Baimei tribe working together to take down. Just what sort of being could command eight of these lifeforms to drag a carriage for him?

The ornate carriage was painted in black and lavishly decorated in gold, a magnificent piece of art. The interior of the carriage was filled with plush goose down. A young man in his twenties sat within, an imposing aura surrounding him. His authority seemed to eclipse the heavens\'; it seemed to be deeper than the sea. Anyone among the crowd strong enough to discern his cultivation instantly began to sweat.

The moment the dragon carriage appeared, the residents on either side of the road began to cheer with overwhelming enthusiasm. The sound reverberated through the air into a deafening crescendo.

When the Baimei saw the man in the carriage, their eyes widened and their hearts thumped.

The sound of bugles carried through the air as hundreds of peak-grade lifeforms called out as one.

The Baimei, however, paid no attention to the cacophony. They were fixated on one thing, and one thing only: the newly crowned king was their god!

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Zhang Lie forced a smile as he waved at the gathered crowd. His coronation ceremony had been prepared with utmost care—but Zhang Lie had to be the one to hypnotize the hundreds of peak-grade lifeforms and eight peak-grade draconic lifeforms dragging his carriage along.

It had been a great deal of trouble. Furthermore, he had been forced to wake up at 5 AM that morning. Yun Bing had prepared a robe embroidered with dragons for him to put on for the coronation, but Zhang Lie had vetoed that idea immediately.

How outdated such attire was! Not to mention how difficult it was to put on. Instead, Zhang Lie put on a black coat, one made with peak-grade dragon leather. In some sense, this was a draconic robe as well. Most importantly, it was easy to put on and take off.

However, in order to demonstrate Zhang Lie\'s majesty, a series of annoying and cumbersome events was slated to take place. He would have to sit in the carriage and be paraded all throughout Renhuang, so that all its residents could see their new king.

It was all very troublesome, and Zhang Lie very much wanted to hypnotize everyone present before sneaking to one of the nearby stalls hawking food, but Yun Bing and the others had put so much thought into this ceremony that he had no choice but to see it through.

Following behind Zhang Lie were the six members of Team Zenith, each riding a peak-grade lifeform. Smiles decorated their faces—smiles of happiness and pride. They waved toward the onlookers.

Trailing the members of Team Zenith were Renhuang\'s forces, each also on a peak-grade lifeform. These included human fighters and representatives of the four prime races, as well as bodyguards nominally responsible for Zhang Lie\'s safety.

1. The same limit as in \'limit fragments\'.