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Chapter 354 - 42: Venerable Rebels!

Chapter 354: Chapter 42: Venerable Rebels!

Within the Taoist temple.

Three figures sat cross-legged on the meditation cushions, facing each other, with a wooden table in the middle and three cups of tea in front of them.

One was wearing a vermilion robe, one in a light yellow Taoist robe, and the other in a black Taoist attire.

Each one had a different aura, but all emitted an extremely terrifying presence, far surpassing that of the Mahayana Venerable, almost akin to the Taoist Ancestors.

Their faces were obscured by mist, but one could still sense a likeness in their contours.

"You are too soft-hearted, is it weakness that you cut out, instead of kindness?" the Taoist in the black robe picked up the teacup and drained it in one gulp, his voice filled with indifference.

The Taoist in the yellow robe remained silent, watching as beings continuously entered the passage into the world, his eyes growing more and more compassionate.

"Ultimately, you can’t bear it ..."

He knew that the evil within himself wasn’t wrong, but to be compassionate is to be compassionate.

"No need to struggle, we don’t have the luxury of hesitation, if we fail, countless beings of the Five Directions Great Realm will be slaughtered to extinction."

"If we succeed and the dust settles, then granting those perished beings another chance to start over is not out of the question."

The Taoist in the vermilion robe reached out his palm, lifted the teacup, and slowly poured it out.

Drip! Drip!

The tea trickled down, forming a puddle on the table, clear and bright.

At this moment, the three lowered their heads to look down.

They saw all the beings of the Five Realms, their happiness, anger, sorrow, and joy, all sorts of deeds.

But these deeds only occupied a corner of the water surface, the majority depicted a scene from the Remnant Realm.

That Remnant Realm was dim and desolate, filled with an air of ruin, seemingly indistinct from the Remnant Realms of the past.

But through the gaze of the three, they saw the hidden patterns beneath its surface.

These intricate patterns covered most of the Remnant Realm and were spreading rapidly across the entire realm.

"An extremely secret Array, if it hadn’t been for our awareness of its descent from the beginning, we might never have discovered it," exclaimed the Taoist in the yellow robe.

"This is a Great Formation for guiding and descending. It seems that the Human Emperor is very confident in themselves," the eyes of the Taoist in the black robe narrowed, his voice growing colder.

"Do we have the confidence to kill the opponent, Zhuo Mi?"

The Taoist in the vermilion robe drank the remaining half cup of tea, to the last drop!

"With the three of us taking action, plus the measures we’ve set up, the Human Emperor is sure to die!"

"We will certainly win."

"Immortal, I seem to have seen the scene after the breakthrough."

A pair of ancient eyes gazed through time, seemingly foreseeing the future.

.....

Within the Divine Court.

A ceremony had just concluded.

The old zombie carried a large number of items and entered the passage.

Prosperity returned to silence, a grand celebration had come to an end.

Just as Liang Hui was preparing to enter closed-door cultivation, aiming to advance to the pinnacle of Martial Saint in one go.

A message, through the most secret means and swiftest speed, crossed the passage and was relayed back from the battlefield.

In the main hall, on the Imperial Throne, sat Liang Hui, gazing at the woman beside him.

The woman was dressed in bright yellow battle armor, carrying a war sword, radiating an aura of a battle-hardened warrior.

"One of the Nine Venerates of the Five Directions World, the Sword Venerate, has matters to discuss with us."

"Sister Qing Tian received this information during a campaign; we don’t know if it’s true or a trap, it needs Brother Tai Yi to decide."

Liang Hui’s eyes narrowed slightly, his mind racing with thoughts.

A Venerable was not much to him, but a Venerable that might know all the secrets of the Five Directions World could be useful.

The young man waved his palm, and a radiance of Pure Yang appeared, wrapping around Huang Ying’s wrist, transforming into a red bracelet.

"Just return to the battlefield, don’t worry about the rest."

"Okay."

Huang Ying nodded her head, she believed in Brother Tai Yi’s arrangement.

She turned around,

ready to leave.

"These are but some trivial matters; there’s no need to rush like this."

"Now that you have returned to the Divine Court, you can take a rest for a while before leaving." Liang Hui supported his cheek with one hand, his expression languid.

"No, Brother Tai Yi, the campaign on the road continues, and if I return earlier, it can lighten the burden on my comrades-in-arms."

Huang Ying’s steps faltered slightly, then she moved on again.

Liang Hui no longer spoke, quietly watching the graceful figure of the departing woman, a mild warmth on his face.

"Through one campaign, there has been a lot of growth."

Whether it was in strength or in other aspects, there had been substantial progress.

However, such sacrifices and training were enough; he didn’t want to drag out this campaign any longer.

After Huang Ying left the Divine Court, she entered the passageway at the highest speed.

She sped through various arrays, and about half a month later, she returned to the Divine Court’s base.

"Sister Qing Tian, I’ve already relayed the message to Brother Tai Yi." After returning to the Divine Court’s base, Huang Ying conveyed the occurrences from the outside world to the beautiful figure seated on the Imperial Throne.

Qing Tian rubbed the armrest with her palm, first glanced at Huang Ying’s wrist, then opened her mouth to speak:

"If that is so, then let us not focus on this matter any further. Let His Majesty handle it."

"Our main mission is to completely expel the cultivators from this world."

"Alright."

Huang Ying nodded in agreement.

As the two were discussing, a secret wave, centered around the bracelet, swept across the entire world at an extremely fast speed.

’Found it!’

A voice that no one could hear echoed throughout the world.

An invisible shadow materialized beside the bracelet.

With one step, the stars shifted, the sun and moon concealed, and the ethereal figure had already arrived within a space.

This space was very narrow, about ten square meters, and in the center, there was a figure seated.

This figure was dressed in hemp clothes, his face aged, and a rusty iron sword rested on his knees.

Liang Hui casually glanced at the elder and strode in front of him, sitting down cross-legged.

"You seek me for a reason? Speak!"

"I wish to join the Divine Court," the elder responded, direct and clear, without any hesitation.

’Join the Divine Court?’

A flash of surprise crossed Liang Hui’s eyes; he had thought the most the other party would want was to trade information, not to join the Divine Court directly.

"Now the outcome is not yet decided, and your defection is ill-timed," Liang Hui chuckled lightly, his palm casually stroking the hilt of his sword.

"Mahayana has been around for hundreds of thousands of years, yet it remains as Mahayana. The path of seeking the Way is arduous, almost hopeless."

"So what if the Taoist Ancestral wins? Will he really guide us, tell us the path to breakthrough?"

"In a million years, he has at best preached once, and that was barely fruitful."

The elder spoke earnestly, enunciating each word as he analyzed the pros and cons.

"But you are different. Within a hundred years, you have reached such a level, and you’ve always been generous to your own people."

"If you step into the next Realm, you would surely inform the high level of the Divine Court, just as with the Martial Saint and Yang God Realms."

"Because with your age, temperament, and talent, you have never worried about anyone surpassing you."

At these words, Liang Hui’s mouth curved into a smile.

"So, you’re in pursuit of the Way."

"Then what are you prepared to give?"

The elder reached out his hand, touching the rust-stained blade, his gaze resolute.

"All that I have, you may take whatever you wish."