Chapter 205: The National Destiny of the Huaxia Empire

A blood alliance differs from a normal alliance in that it establishes a hierarchy.

For example, if the Eight-Armed Sea Tribe proposes a blood alliance with the Huaxia Empire, the Huaxia Empire would be the dominant party, and the Eight-Armed Sea Tribe would be the subordinate.

The relationship would resemble that of a vassal and a lord.

Once the blood alliance is formed, Zhang Nianxin's Eastern Branch would become a vassal of the Huaxia Empire, giving Lin Qian the authority to intervene in the Eight-Armed Sea Tribe's affairs. For instance, Lin Qian would have the right to appoint elders within the Eastern Branch, though he wouldn't have the power to interfere with the position of the chief.

When Zhang Nianxin suggested this, Lin Qian was shocked, and even Zhang Qi stared at his great-uncle in astonishment.

"Chief Zhang, are you sure you understand the implications of what you just said?" Lin Qian asked slowly after a long pause.

Zhang Nianxin nodded firmly, his expression serious as he looked at Lin Qian. "Your Majesty Lin, I am fully aware of what I'm saying. I believe this decision will benefit our Eastern Branch of the Eight-Armed Sea Tribe."

"Oh?" Lin Qian's interest was piqued, and he looked at Zhang Nianxin with curiosity. "I didn't expect Chief Zhang to see things so clearly."

Zhang Qi was taken aback by Lin Qian's words, as they seemed to confirm that their Eastern Branch would indeed gain an advantage by becoming a vassal of the Huaxia Empire.

However, Zhang Nianxin chuckled and nodded. "In truth, I am not the most powerful of my generation. But it is my vision and foresight that made me the chief. I am well aware of how terrifyingly powerful Your Majesty Lin's Huaxia Empire truly is."

"From the moment we purchased your battleship, I had my suspicions. But after witnessing the effects of your cultivation methods and potions, I am now certain."

Zhang Nianxin paused before continuing with a serious tone, "The Huaxia Empire is incredibly powerful, with deep reserves of strength, but for some reason, it cannot reveal itself to the world."

Lin Qian's eyes narrowed slightly. He hadn't expected Zhang Nianxin to understand the situation so thoroughly.

"In fact, there are many forces like this in the world—once powerful but temporarily in decline. They choose to remain hidden rather than exhaust themselves in endless conflicts, waiting for the right moment to resurge."

After hearing Zhang Nianxin's explanation, Lin Qian realized that the chief had likely mistaken the Huaxia Empire for one of those ancient powers that had chosen to hide away, biding its time.

Although Zhang Nianxin's guess wasn't entirely accurate, he did get one thing right: the Huaxia Empire was indeed terrifyingly powerful.

"Since Chief Zhang sees things this way, it would be ungrateful of the Huaxia Empire to refuse a blood alliance," Lin Qian said with a light laugh as he walked toward Zhang Nianxin.

Seeing Lin Qian agree, Zhang Nianxin let out a sigh of relief, feeling that he had made the right gamble.

Forming a blood alliance wasn't just a matter of words; it required a solemn vow, and the destinies of both parties had to be intertwined.

Moreover, in a blood alliance, the weaker party would naturally become subordinate to the stronger one.

The weaker side would gain strength from the stronger side while also contributing back to the stronger side, creating a mutually beneficial relationship.

"I, Zhang Nianxin, Chief of the Eastern Branch of the Eight-Armed Sea Tribe, hereby swear a blood oath on behalf of my tribe, forming a blood alliance with the Huaxia Empire and submitting to its authority," Zhang Nianxin declared solemnly, using his soul power to make the vow.

As he spoke, a faint blue glow appeared, manifesting as a vision of a vast ocean—a representation of the Eastern Branch's tribal destiny.

Though destiny was an ethereal concept, even when it manifested as a vision, it remained intangible. Despite its grandeur, Zhang Nianxin couldn't feel its presence, let alone Zhang Qi.

After making the vow, both Zhang Nianxin and Zhang Qi instinctively looked toward Lin Qian.

Lin Qian nodded slightly and made his vow, "I, Lin Qian, Emperor of the Huaxia Empire, hereby accept the submission of the Eastern Branch of the Eight-Armed Sea Tribe in this blood alliance."

As Lin Qian's words echoed, a brilliant golden light burst forth, piercing through the hall, breaking through the formations of the Eight-Armed Sea Tribe, and surging out of the ocean into the infinite void beyond.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

In an instant, every living being on the Soul Martial Continent could clearly see a radiant golden vision appear in the sky.

It was a massive planet!

The dazzling golden light encircled the planet, making it impossible to gaze directly at its surface. Only the strongest on the continent could vaguely discern that countless powerful beings lived on that planet, beings of terrifying strength.

Even a brief glance caused their eyes to bleed, forcing them to avert their gaze, terrified to glimpse the true nature of the planet hidden behind the golden light.

"Destiny! This must be the manifestation of destiny triggered by a blood oath! What kind of force is this, so terrifyingly powerful?"

"This destiny... Even though I can't see its true form, it forcibly draws our consciousness to perceive it."

"The pressure! This destiny is so powerful that it exudes an overwhelming pressure!"

All across the Soul Martial Continent, powerful cultivators looked up at the sky, exclaiming in shock.

At the same time, the terrifying destiny unleashed a powerful aura that blanketed the entire continent, forcing all living beings to bow in submission. Even the fiercest soul beasts prostrated themselves on the ground, trembling in fear.

However, there were exceptions—Linhai Prefecture, the Origin Prefecture, and the hall where Lin Qian was standing were unaffected.

This was the national destiny of the Huaxia Empire!

When it manifested, all others bowed!

Zhang Nianxin and Zhang Qi were initially forced to kneel under the pressure, but Lin Qian's aura enveloped them, freeing them from the overwhelming force.

The Huaxia Empire's national destiny appeared in the sky above the Soul Martial Continent, allowing all beings to see it clearly, unimpeded by any barriers or distances.

Even the sea tribes, deep beneath the ocean, could see the colossal planet in the sky as if there were no water above them.

Zhang Nianxin and Zhang Qi, looking up, saw no roof, no water—only the vast golden vision that transcended space itself.

Meanwhile, their Eastern Branch's tribal destiny soared upward, flying toward that immense planetary vision.

"Hmm, is the Huaxia Empire's Mystical Star really this small?" Lin Qian muttered as he gazed at the vision in the sky. Then, receiving a message from Zhuge Ming, he realized, "Ah, it's only a fraction of the national destiny, which is why the vision appears similar in size to the Soul Martial Continent."

Splash...

Hearing the sound behind him, Lin Qian turned around in confusion. "Strange... Why has the water in this room turned black?"