Former Interstellar Mercenary In Urban Cultivation World-Chapter 1334: The Four-Way Struggle

He wasn’t here now.

And without him, the Umbrathari Clan had no claim to the treasure.

If Xel’Dugorr were here, the four royal clans could unite against the humans.

But at this moment, without the Holy Gate of the Heaven and the Earth’s support, the three remaining clans might not stand a chance—especially since the human side now did not just have the Grand Elder of the Pleiadian Ascendancy, but also two strong cultivators.

"Weaklings have no right to speak," Hsu Ziyan said coolly.

With a mere flick of his hand, the Umbrathari commander was instantly decapitated.

The other Umbrathari members were horrified and immediately fell silent.

Aeryn’Thar frowned slightly but chose to say nothing.

The human faction watched as the four treasures were distributed among them, seething with anger.

Unfortunately, their strong cultivators had yet to arrive, and no one present was a match for their opponents—especially with the aliens and the Holy Gate of the Heaven and the Earth working together.

"Hsu Ziyan, long time no see. As expected, you’ve come."

Just as they were thinking about their savior, he arrived.

Hsu Ziyan looked toward the young man walking in from the entrance.

His face was youthful, but his voice carried an aged weariness.

It was none other than the Grand Elder of the Pleiadian Ascendancy Clan.

"Indeed, it has been a long time."

Seeing the Grand Elder of the Pleiadian Ascendancy arrive with other powerful cultivators, the human side rejoiced.

At last, they no longer had to hold back.

"Cristóbal Minguerra, you’re still as hypocritical as ever." Hsu Ziyan turned to face the Grand Elder directly.

"And you are still so stubborn? After all these years, do you feel no remorse at all?" The Grand Elder looked at him with regret, though this time, the emotion in his eyes seemed slightly different from before.

Hsu Ziyan didn’t notice.

This wasn’t the first time Cristóbal had spoken such words to him.

Hsu Ziyan stared at him. "Do you know why I dislike seeing you? Because you say the same thing every time, painting yourself as some kind of saint. You think my hands are drenched in blood, but can you truly claim that no innocent person has ever died by your hands? I may be a devil, but at least I am open about it. You act righteous, yet behind the scenes, how many despicable deeds have you committed? Do I need to list them one by one?"

"These are all just excuses you use to justify your actions!" Zehaan suddenly clenched the sword in his hand.

Hsu Ziyan glanced at him. "I remember you. Your entire family died at my hands, didn’t they? That was one of the few times I personally took action. You were lucky to survive."

Zehaan nearly lost control of his emotions.

His eyes turned bloodshot, his expression twisted with rage.

At that moment, a wave of icy spiritual energy suddenly enveloped him.

"Zeyan, he’s provoking you on purpose. Be careful not to fall into demonic obsession. If you still want revenge, you must stay true to yourself," the Grand Elder’s voice echoed in his ear.

Zehaan gradually regained his composure. "I understand, Master."

The Grand Elder, seeing that he had steadied himself, withdrew his spiritual energy.

Just then, Hsu Ziyan suddenly let out a curious "Oh?" and narrowed his eyes. "Your injuries have healed?"

If the Grand Elder hadn’t acted just now, Hsu Ziyan wouldn’t have noticed.

But the moment he did, Hsu Ziyan sensed that his spiritual energy was much more stable than when he was wounded. freёnovelkiss.com

The Grand Elder did not answer directly but instead advised, "Hsu Ziyan, this is my final warning—turn back now. There are things I need not say, as you already know them. Otherwise, only destruction awaits you."

A dark cloud suddenly loomed over Hsu Ziyan’s expression. "What are you implying? Are you counting on that cultivators from the Erythar Star System to help you?"

Seeing his foster father’s displeasure, Santiago Támara spoke up. "The Holy Gate of the Heaven and the Earth’s headquarters—you really think we left that place for no reason? My foster father had already planned to relocate long ago. That incident was just a convenient excuse."

"The cultivators of the Erythar Star System won’t help us. Everything they do is for their own purposes. It just so happens that, for now, our goals align."

"Is that so? Old fool, even if your injuries have healed, do you really think it matters? If my foster father could wound you once, he can wound you a second time. The treasures of Planet Neo-Shengis belong to us!"

Just moments ago, Jaymitra had been warning Zehaan not to be rash, but now he immediately snapped, "Who are you calling an old fool?! You kill people at will as if it was nothing like a devil—you’re the ones who aren’t even human! I’m telling you now, you’re all doomed this time! Not a single one of you will get your hands on the treasures of Planet Neo-Shengis! Victory will always belong to justice!"

Santiago sneered. "No, the only ones who won’t get anything are you. Once you’re dead, the alien armies will trample over all the star systems. By then, there will be plenty of people to keep you company. You won’t be lonely anymore."

"Destroying humanity—what good does that do for you? Do you really think the aliens will spare you?" Jaymitra roared.

"By then, we may no longer even be in the Andromeda Universe."

The atmosphere grew tense.

Jaymitra’s eyes widened. "What do you mean?"

Santiago glanced nervously at his foster father.

Seeing that his expression remained calm and that he showed no sign of anger, he did not dared to reveal any more information. "Think whatever you want."

A flash of insight crossed the Grand Elder’s mind. "Hsu Ziyan, could it be that your purpose in coming to Planet Neo-Shengis this time is not just for the treasures here? Do you intend to use something to leave the Andromeda Universe?"