"Throne of the Alliance?"

After hearing this, Ning Cheng finally said, "Brother Zhuo Jue, ever since I came to the Iron Clan today, you have had a sad look on your face. I wonder what happened that is difficult to deal with?"

Ning Cheng took the initiative to ask because Zhuo Jue, the leader of the Iron Clan, had just given Ning Cheng some food and even a map of the broken world and some basic rules.

After all, Ning Cheng had just come out of seclusion and didn't know anything about Shattered World.

Ning Cheng saw that the leader of the Iron Clan had really helped him, so he still wanted to help him in his heart.

"Hey... I made Brother Lin laugh. Asang, please go out first." The clan leader said.

"oh..."

Asang still seemed a little unwilling, but the patriarch had already spoken, so he couldn't say anything.

"Although Brother Lin is also a member of my Broken Realm, maybe because he is alone, he doesn't know him very well..."

In the Broken World, there is a unique alliance, which is also an alliance composed of the descendants of the great worlds that once had a broken world.

And those alliances are the void pirates in the eyes of the warriors in the warrior world, and they are also the bugs in their mouths.

"My Iron Clan used to be a well-known domain in the ancient times. Emperor realm experts emerged one after another. In the Broken Realm, our overall strength can be at least among the top ten!"

Ning Cheng nodded secretly, ranking among the top ten in such a huge world is indeed very impressive.

"But later, during the ancient war, my ancestors from the Iron Clan voluntarily left and never came back since then. And because our people lost the inheritance of their blood, they gradually became lonely, and even our original world

It’s all gone…”

Ning Cheng sighed, the entire world in the Broken World seemed to be like this.

"Brother Zhuo knows what happened that year? Why did all the strong men in our broken world leave?"

Zhuo Jue shook his head and said, "We don't know why the ancestors left our Iron Clan back then, but it is precisely because of this that Broken World has become so weak..."

"Then these alliances now are all the big worlds in the broken world?"

"That's right."

Zhuo Jue nodded and said, "The emperor who came today is from the alliance, and they came to issue an ultimatum... Because our Iron Clan can no longer contact the power of our ancestors... which means

It means we no longer have the qualifications to become stronger..."

The power of ancestors? The qualification to become stronger?

Ning Cheng frowned slightly, he still didn't understand.

Zhuo Jue laughed at himself and then said, "We in the Broken World have already left the world of warriors. We are people abandoned by the world, so it is difficult to practice. Brother Lin, you can practice in dreams, but we are different.

We have to rely on our own bloodline, and there is a place in the alliance where we can find the ancestral power of our ancestors at that time, but not every time we can succeed..."

"You mean, the ancestral power of your Iron Clan can no longer be found?"

"Yes... we have been out of contact for several years, so this time someone from the imperial realm is here to inform us. If we can't realize it again this year, then we will lose the protection of the alliance, and even the protection of our Iron Clan.

In the end, this piece of world will be taken back by the Alliance and become the cultivation energy for other broken worlds..."

Speaking of this, Zhuo Jue was filled with helplessness.

Ning Cheng also sighed, and then said, "Why is Broken Realm so poor, and you haven't thought about living in the Warrior World? Where there are at least more resources for cultivation, why bother to rob the resources of those in the Warrior World in the void?"

"Brother Lin, you really don't know?" Zhuo Jue frowned slightly, and then said, "Is it possible that you have been to the warrior world?"

Ning Cheng seemed to feel that Zhuo Jue was a little suspicious. He shook his head and said, "I have been to the world of warriors during the hundreds of years I have been practicing in dreams, but I have never been to the real world..."

"I see."

Zhuo Jue shook his head helplessly and said, "The broken world has long been abandoned by the world. Sinners like us are not qualified to enter the world of warriors. Once we enter, we will be directly obliterated by the law of heaven..."

"Erase?"

Ning Cheng's eyes narrowed and he was thoughtful.

He had been wondering in his heart why the people in the Broken World hated the Warrior World so much, but he had never felt the existence of these people in the Warrior World.

The way of heaven?

Why does Heaven want to kill these people?

Why does Zhuo Jue call himself a sinner?

Ning Cheng didn't dare to hear more, he could only rely on dreaming to learn more...

"Brother Lin, after finishing this meal, you should hurry up. This is the identity token of my Iron Clan. I give it to you. It is not a precious thing. When you go to the alliance, you can directly participate in the elder's test.

"

Ning Cheng took the token, then clasped his fists and said, "Brother Zhuo Jue, thank you very much. I hope we can have the opportunity to meet again in the future."

Zhuo Jue smiled bitterly and shook his head, saying, "It's difficult. Once our Iron Clan loses this final qualification, we will lose our world and will truly be homeless from now on... Although this world is turbid, it is also ours.

Home..."

Having said this, Zhuo Jue's eyes were slightly red.

Ning Cheng took another sip of wine, the two chatted with each other, and then Ning Cheng left.

Not long after, several old men appeared in Zhuo Jue's room.

They are all high-ranking members of the Iron Clan.

"Is there anything wrong with this person?" an old man asked.

Zhuo Jue shook his head and said, "Perhaps he has been in seclusion for too long and doesn't understand many things. That's all. It's no longer appropriate for us Iron Clan to make enemies. Let's give him a ride. He can become a saint at such a young age.

..”

The faces of the elders were not very good either.

"Let's get ready to set off. If we can't get the power of our ancestors this time, then get ready to move..." Zhuo Jue slowly closed his eyes.

Ning Cheng did not stay long when he returned to his residence, but simply packed up and left.

He didn't disturb anyone.

In the Iron Clan, Ning Cheng learned some information that could not be understood in dreams...

Sinner? Power of ancestors?

Ning Cheng felt more and more that this place was not simple.

The people in this world seem to have been abandoned by Heaven, but why does Heaven want to obliterate them?

What is this trying to cover up?

Along the way, Ning Cheng didn't think much about it.

Time flies, and a few days pass.

In the past few days, Ning Cheng has also gradually learned some of the customs and customs of the Broken Realm from the information given to him by Zhuo Jue. He looks more and more like a person from the Broken Realm in terms of his clothes and demeanor.

Only in this way can Ning Cheng truly integrate into this world.

However, this move caused a lot of trouble for Ning Cheng.

After all, most of the people in the Three Thousand Void Realm are still people from the Warrior World, and they don't have any good impressions of people from the Broken Realm.

In their opinion, the people of Shattered World are just a group of void pirates, and they deserve to be killed.

Just as he was talking, Ning Cheng met another group of people from the warrior world...
Chapter completed!