Chapter 1384: 1383: Bloody Pupil Situ Yu, Master of the Heavenly Court

Chapter 1384: Chapter 1383: Bloody Pupil Situ Yu, Master of the Heavenly Court

The existence behind the Holy Court, it’s better not to mention it.

After all, people cannot reach that level.

Even some strong ones aren’t qualified.

Even Xu Zimei just suspects it.

So he doesn’t want to say more, it’s more important to focus on what’s in front of him.

Although the fame of the Heaven-Burying Sorcerer is significant, in this world, it’s ultimately about interests.

Xu Zimei only knows that the other party has joined the Holy Court, making them enemies now.

That’s enough.

The Heaven-Burying Sorcerer hovered in the void, his figure stood in mid-air.

His expression was neither joyful nor sad.

It’s as if nothing in this world can catch his attention.

“The sorcerer has also joined the Holy Court,” Light Holy King laughed.

“Why don’t we, the Sun Palace, offer you double what the Holy Court did?”

Upon hearing Light Holy King’s words, the Heaven-Burying Sorcerer appeared very calm.

He merely said indifferently, “Light Holy King, do you want to be killed by me here?”

“Calm down, sorcerer, your opponent today is not me,” Light Holy King laughed.

“Whatever the matter is, you can discuss it with our ancestor.”

His words had just fallen, and it was next to the sun.

A golden coffin floated out.

When this coffin appeared, it seemed to suppress the eternal ancient.

A small golden coffin’s momentum was like a rainbow, its golden radiance comparable to the sun behind.

It was such a golden small coffin, after appearing, the entire world went silent.

Even the Heaven-Burying Sorcerer frowned slightly.

The coffin was opened, and a figure floated out from within.

“I’ve heard the sorcerer transcends souls, why not transcend me too,”

That voice spoke with a chuckle.

Although he said so, his voice echoed throughout the firmament, no one dared to answer.

Everyone looked at this figure.

He wore only a thin golden garment.

Although he appeared like an elder, his skin was fair, without a trace of wrinkles.

Just like a child of about ten years old.

He had a string of gold coins around his waist.

The gold coins numbered in the hundreds, enveloping the surroundings.

The coins were ancient, with inscriptions that many might not recognize.

“When money falls, heads roll.”

The Heaven-Burying Sorcerer said indifferently, “You are Bloody Pupil Situ Yun.”

“Situ Yun, I haven’t heard this name in ages,” the elder laughed.

“Call me whatever you like, after all, the name doesn’t matter.”

The Heaven-Burying Sorcerer snorted coldly but didn’t retort anything.

“Who is Situ Yun?” Xu Zimei asked curiously.

He didn’t know much about matters in the Nine Domains, after all, many elder experts withdrew a long time ago.

He couldn’t possibly know the hidden experts.

“Bloody Pupil Situ Yun, he became famous with that bloody pupil,” Murong Qing replied.

“It is said that when he was born, there was a blood eye on his forehead.

With a blood moon hanging in the sky, various demons and monsters spread everywhere.

Thus, he was considered an ominous sign.

Later, he was abandoned by his parents, crawling out from a pile of corpses.

His early deeds are unknown to me.

But after becoming a Holy King, he dominated the entire Ghost God Realm.

It is said that for a full thirty thousand years, people were enveloped in fear of him.”

“These are some of the famous strong ones,” Xu Zimei laughed.

“But they are no match for you.

Compared to the legend of the Demon Lord, they are mere small skirmishes,” Murong Qing laughed.

“It’s not surprising that the Holy Court can recruit the Heaven-Burying Sorcerer.

But I’m quite curious about how your Sun Palace managed this,” Xu Zimei laughed.

“How much did you pay?”

“Young Master Xu, don’t look at me, although I am the Saintess.

I am not involved in more secret matters,” Murong Qing replied.

Xu Zimei didn’t ask further.

“Does Young Master Xu think a battle will ensue?” Murong Qing asked.

“I wish it would.

Unfortunately, the Holy Court won’t,” Xu Zimei shook his head.

“Why are you so certain?” Murong Qing asked.

“Does Young Master Xu think our Sun Palace is stronger than the Holy Court?”

“Would you like the honest truth?” Xu Zimei laughed.

Murong Qing nodded.

“If the Holy Court resolves, it will annihilate your Sun Palace,” Xu Zimei laughed.

Upon hearing this, Murong Qing’s heart chilled.

Although she was the Saintess, she was not clear about the exact strength of the Holy Court.

Because the Holy Court is too mysterious, it has rarely appeared in recent years.

“Our Sun Palace has an ancestor, it’s not so easy to destroy,” Murong Qing said defiantly.

“Since it can be destroyed, why did you just say there won’t be a battle.”

“Because this is the Nine Domains.

Strong forces exist beyond just your Sun Palace.”

Xu Zimei laughed, “Even if they want to destroy you, someone will protect.”

Upon hearing this, Murong Qing was instead puzzled.

Who would protect their Sun Palace?

With the strength of the Sun Palace, who would need to protect them?

“Let me tell you this way.

In the Nine Domains, aside from the lowest Mortal Domain and Catastrophe Demon Domain,

The other Seven Domains have the presence of dominators.

Just like your Sun Palace in the Blazing Flame Realm,” Xu Zimei laughed.

“Among the Seven Domains, the Holy Court is the most powerful.

The other six forces, though not openly stated.

Secretly, they are all united.

If the Holy Court makes a move, they face not only your Sun Palace.

But also the forces of other domains.

So unless the Holy Court doesn’t act at all, or acts to sweep across the Nine Domains directly.

That’s why I say there won’t be a battle, at least not now.

The Holy Court hasn’t prepared.”

“Young Master Xu sees through it, dragging our Sun Palace to protect your safety,” Murong Qing said.

“You might not believe it.

Involving the Sun Palace was purely an accident.

Before coming to the Lotus Pond Secluded Path, I didn’t know you, the Blazing Flame Grand Envoy, were here.”

Xu Zimei shook his head and said.

“So Young Master Xu means to say, even without the Sun Palace today.

You can leave here safely,” Murong Qing squinted and asked.

She knew Xu Zimei might have a trump card.

But couldn’t guess what it was.

After all, the Heaven-covering Great Array requires a Dao Fruit powerhouse to break.

“Some things, not knowing is beneficial to you,” Xu Zimei smiled without elaboration.

“Watch how things unfold, there will be more excitement between these two forces.”

Xu Zimei didn’t speak, and Murong Qing couldn’t force him.

……

At this moment in the firmament.

The Heaven-Burying Sorcerer and Situ Yun faced each other from afar.

Both seemed somewhat silent.

The Sun Palace won’t initiate the battle, unless the Holy Court decides to tear fully.

This tearing apart isn’t just a fight.

It’s a true life-or-death situation.

As for the Holy Court, they appear to be contemplating something.

Finally, after a while, the Heaven-Burying Sorcerer spoke, saying, “Situ Yun, the Sovereign of our Heavenly Court wishes to converse with you.”

“An honor beyond measure,” Situ Yun laughed blandly.

The originally calm Holy Temple suddenly erupted with divine prestige.

A phantom cast down from the sky.

This was projected from the distant Tribulation Immortal Domain.

Spanning countless miles across time, someone’s apparition slowly appeared.

It was a throne shrouded in immortal mist.