The two of them silently stood guard, from night to day, and from day to night.
Tianji Hall, main hall.
The glowing crystals embedded in the dome illuminated the entire hall, and a circle of golden light flowed throughout the hall, reflecting on the figure on the throne and shrouding him in a layer of cold golden light.
The stone pillars on both sides of the main hall stood silently, the divine battle reliefs carved on the pillars flickering in light and shadow, as if silently witnessing the current oppression and gloomy atmosphere.
The Heavenly Venerate sat on his throne, his face gloomy like the sky before a storm.
His fingers tapped lightly on the armrest, once, once, and again, the sound echoing in the empty hall like the tolling of funeral bells.
The four Golden Immortal Elders stood in the middle of the hall, lowering their heads, not daring to raise their heads or make a sound.
Fine beads of sweat appeared on their foreheads, and the back of their robes were soaked with cold sweat.
They had stood there all day, their legs numb, but no one dared to move.
The palace doors were tightly closed, and the guards outside did not dare to make a sound. The entire hall was like an ice cellar, only the dull sound of Venerable Tianji tapping his fingers on the armrest could be heard, one tap after another.
“Qingqiu Guiyuanzi” Venerable Tianji’s voice was very gentle, but every word seemed to squeeze out from between his teeth, carrying pent-up anger, “The little demon king of the demon race and the little sect leader of the human race, dare to oppose me? Dare to stand in my way?”
Scenes from that day kept flashing through his mind.
Even though his body was covered in wounds, Gui Yuanzi still held the jade bottle tightly in his hands, refusing to hand it over.
Qingqiu, dressed in snow-white clothes, with the shadow of a nine-tailed celestial fox covering the sky, took his palm strike head-on, and did not take a step back even though blood was flowing from the corners of her mouth.
Those two ants actually dared to challenge him.
He slammed his hand onto the banister, shattering it and sending wood chips flying.
The four elders trembled simultaneously, lowering their heads even lower.
Elder Zhao stepped forward resolutely, clasped his hands together and said, “Palace Master, I want to say something, but I’m not sure if I should.”
“Speak.” Venerable Tianji’s voice was cold, so cold that it lowered the temperature of the hall.
Elder Zhao took a deep breath, trying to keep his voice calm.
“Palace Master, Wan Yao Hill is guarded by Qingqiu and protected by ancient restrictions, so it is easy to defend and difficult to attack.”
Although Guiyuan Sect was not strong, Guiyuanzi was not an ordinary person. He was able to gather all the Guiyuan Sect disciples in just a few days, so his strength should not be underestimated.
Even though our Heavenly Palace is stronger than them, we will still suffer heavy losses if we fight them head-on.
He paused for a moment, observing the Heavenly Venerate’s expression closely. Seeing that he was not angry, he continued, “Palace Master, Seventeenth Heaven is not only home to the Heavenly Palace, but also to other divine powers. There is the Divine Abyss Pavilion in the Northern Region and the Heavenly Saint Palace in the Western Region.”
“If we attack the Ten Thousand Demon Ridge alone, even if we win, we will be greatly weakened. What if other forces take advantage of the situation? What if they reap the benefits? Palace Master must be alert.”
Venerable Celestial frowned.
Elder Zhao was right; he had to be careful.
Even though the gods were from the same race, the open and hidden struggles between the various factions had never stopped.
If the Heavenly Palace suffered a great loss of power, the Divine Chasm Pavilion and the Heavenly Saint Palace would certainly not let this opportunity pass them by.
At that time, not only would he fail to obtain the Great Luo Golden Scripture, but he might also lose the Heavenly Palace.
“You mean?”
Elder Zhao raised his head, a glint flashing in his eyes. “Palace Master, I suggest that we unite with other Divine Race forces in the Northern Territory to jointly send troops to encircle and exterminate the Ten Thousand Demon Ridge.”
Explain the consequences to them, telling them that letting the Myriad Demon Ridge and Guiyuan Sect grow too strong will not benefit anyone. Then, with combined efforts, the Myriad Demon Ridge could be wiped out in the blink of an eye.
The Heavenly Venerate fell silent for a moment, his fingers tapping lightly on the armrest, once, then again.
He was weighing the pros and cons.
Uniting with other forces means sharing benefits.
He couldn’t guarantee that he could keep the Great Luo Golden Scripture and the purple divine soul for himself.
However if they didn’t unite, he wouldn’t even have the chance to get it.
“Good.”
He stood up, with a glint of determination in his eyes. “I will personally go to the Divine Abyss Pavilion and the Heavenly Saint Palace. You will remain in the Heavenly Extreme Palace, strengthen security, and forbid anyone from approaching.”
“Yes!” the four elders answered in unison, as if relieved.
FAQ Novel
Q: What is the primary objective of Dark Blade and Spirit Moon’s nocturnal journey?
A: Dark Blade and Spirit Moon’s primary objective is to establish a covert surveillance post near the Secret Realm of Chaos and monitor its entrance, following instructions from Wu Heng.
Q: What is peculiar about the guardianship of the Secret Realm of Chaos?
A: Lingyue finds it particularly strange that the ancestor of Guiyuan Sect, a figure of notable standing, has taken on the role of guardian for this secret realm.
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