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Chapter 1472: Going Home to See My Wife

The Netherworld King Hades is naturally the red-dressed girl that Xiao Zheng saved back in the day.

With formidable tactics, Xiao Zheng successively exterminated several terrifying entities within the Blood Clan, greatly depleting the Clan’s strength. Hades not only harbored no dissatisfaction but, on the contrary, was very pleased with Xiao Zheng.

Because Xiao Zheng had helped her significantly.

Within the Blood Clan.

The identity of the Netherworld King Hades had always been a taboo. Although she was one who had received the inheritance of the Netherworld King within the Blood Clan, unmatched in power, with no one able to challenge her position, she was also a hybrid of the Blood Clan and humans.

Precisely because of this, many grand elders within the Blood Clan, as well as many Blood Clan elites, were very dissatisfied at heart.

They believed that someone with impure blood should not sit on the throne of the Netherworld King.

Hades’ position should be given to someone else.

The late Prince Harren, whom Xiao Zheng killed, was always scheming to seize Hades’ position.

This power struggle was extraordinarily brutal, far more ruthless than the imperial power struggles of ancient empires; after all, this was the world of martial arts.

Also, due to the grand elders’ dissatisfaction with her identity, they consistently defied Hades’ rule.

Every grand elder represented an extremely powerful force within the Blood Clan, backed by incredibly strong entities.

So even Hades had no effective way to deal with these grand elders’ hypocrisy. After all, she couldn’t kill them all, as a massacre would undoubtedly throw the Blood Clan into chaos, even causing it to disintegrate and provide opportunities for forces like the Bright Church to exploit the situation.

However, this war completely resolved the issue.

Harren, Nicola, and Vlad III were all immensely powerful leaders within the Blood Clan. After their deaths, their followers were left leaderless.

In this scenario, with Hades’ status as the Netherworld King, using some tactics, she could fully consolidate these forces under her command. Other grand elders stood no chance in the competition.

No matter how impure her bloodline, she was, after all, the Netherworld King!

The King of the Blood Clan!

Furthermore.

She could seize this opportunity to unify the wills of all the Blood Clan under the banner of a "snowy vengeance." Then, conduct strength-enhancement training for these Blood Clansmen. During this training process, various means could be used to brainwash the lower and middle-tier vampires, consolidate these forces, and strengthen control.

This was also why Hades previously mentioned creating a guideline.

Once this thing was implemented, it wouldn’t take long before Hades could firmly grasp all the power of the Blood Clan in her hands.

Even if Dracula and other grand elders wanted to oppose, they had no reason to. After all, this time, Hades had the banner of "great justice."

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While the storm within the Blood Clan brewed, the Werewolf Clan was also in a bit of turmoil.

The news of their defeat had spread, shocking the entire Werewolf Clan to no end. They couldn’t believe that despite deploying such formidable forces, they ultimately suffered total failure!

In the great hall.

Wolfman Clan King Rob III sat on the throne, propping his chin with one hand, expressionless as he gazed at the werewolf elders below.

These elders were extremely nervous.

Standing there, their calves even trembled a bit.

For now, Rob III was very angry.

The Werewolf Clan had dispatched Beros and the Death Warrior, yet they still failed. This was an almost indelible colossal disgrace.

"Honorable King."

Finally, a werewolf elder, unable to withstand the immense pressure, stepped forward and said to Rob III, "In the history of our Werewolf Clan, such a disastrous defeat has virtually never happened. It was all due to the Evil God, so we must slay it! I am willing to lead the troops again to launch into Huaxia and take the Evil God’s head."

"You?"

Upon hearing this, Rob III’s lips curled into a mocking smile.

The werewolf elder suddenly felt uneasy for some unknown reason.

Boom!

Rob III, like swatting at a fly, struck across the air towards that werewolf elder, and instantly a torrent of Gang Qi surged out, directly hitting the elder.

The werewolf elder felt a mountain-shattering force surging in, then heard his bones breaking, with intense pain rapidly spreading throughout his body. He could not withstand it, screamed miserably, and his body flew across the hall, landing heavily on the plaza outside with a loud thud.

Gulp.

Other werewolf elders, seeing this scene, gulped.

Serving the king is like serving a tiger!

Saying a wrong word might lead to their fate resembling that of the werewolf elder.

Instantly, none of the werewolf elders dared to utter another word, plunging the great hall into a deathly silence.

Everyone was restless with anxiety.

The king’s thoughts are hard to fathom.

No one knew what was on Rob III’s mind at this moment.

Counterattack?

Or temporarily cease the fight?

Within the Werewolf Clan, Solost, renowned for his wisdom, witnessed this scene, pondered swiftly in his mind, and cautiously stepped forward, "Honorable King. Regarding this defeat, I believe, it should not be overly concerned, it’s a good thing."

"Hmm?"

Upon hearing this, everyone froze.

Rob III gave Solost a mild glance, saying, "Go on."

Solost said, "This world has been at peace for too long now. If we observe closely, we can see that many forces are restless. Perhaps, not long from now, a war sweeping the world will break out."

"Encountering this failure, on the surface, seems like a disgrace. However, it could indeed be a good thing. This can make everyone in our Werewolf Clan maintain a sense of anger and discontent, thus striving hard in cultivation to enhance their strength."

"If this continues, the power of the Werewolf Clan will undoubtedly increase gradually. When the truly brutal war arrives in the future, our Werewolf Clan will surely shine brightly."

All werewolf elders, upon hearing this, were deeply impressed.

Such a major misfortune was turned into a great fortune with words.

Solost is indeed Solost.

And it seemed somewhat reasonable.

"You are right."

Sure enough, a hint of satisfaction appeared in Rob III’s eyes, he nodded, "Among so many people, only you are a bit smarter and saw the essence of the matter. The Werewolf Clan’s failure came just in time."

Rob III’s voice turned cold at this point, "Let you all understand that there are always people better, always things greater than others."