The towering palace resembled a temple from ancient times. Its architectural style was simple and plain. The colors black and white were both woven in the design. Though it seemed simple, it actually released a supreme dignity. It was like the great sun burning above the highest heavens, commanding all to bow before it.
The first time Qin Yu saw the sprawling palace, his heart skipped a beat. There was an unexpected tingle of excitement, intimacy, and urgency. These emotions swelled forth from the depths of his heart. If it weren’t for his willpower being firm enough, he would have likely been unable to restrain himself and would have run over directly.
Outside the massive complex that was the Holy Palace’s main body, there was a terrifying invisible barrier covering it. Even if a Calamity Immortal expert tried to rush through they would die without a burial ground…but at this time, Qin Yu had a feeling that this barrier which sealed away the Holy Palace wouldn’t injure him at all.
Logical reasoning told Qin Yu that this was an absurd idea. But he discovered that in his heart, he actually believed this, and he couldn’t even convince himself to recognize the reality of the situation.
It was similar to standing on the edge of a cliff. Even if he clearly knew that jumping off would lead to death, he still believed that he would be fine and was even eager to try.
This was insane!
The Demon Envoy’s eyes swept over. He furrowed his eyebrows. “What is it?”
Qin Yu shook his head, not knowing what to say. If he told the Demon Envoy what he was feeling right now, would he be considered a madman? Was this some special divine feature of the Holy Palace? But this divine feature was too strange.
He secretly reminded himself that he couldn’t fall for these tricks. He took a deep breath and looked away.
The Demon Envoy continued to say, “There is no need to be nervous. Even if you have no harvests from the Holy Palace today, it doesn’t matter much…I will help you obtain the demon blood you need as soon as possible so that you can reach the Saint level.”
Speaking until here, he slightly frowned. The words that his teacher said some time ago suddenly appeared in his heart. He needed to do a thorough investigation into Yao Bin’s true identity.
Suddenly, the Demon Envoy looked up towards the distance, surprise on his face.
Sovereign level Demon Body!
Mu Xianglin also saw Qin Yu who was standing beside the Demon Envoy. His face was indifferent but a sharp light flashed in his eyes. After today, Mu Mo would become the Holy Son; this was an unchangeable truth. When that happened, the expression on the Demon Envoy’s face was sure to be splendid.
Mu Mo bowed towards the Demon Envoy. But, there was no respect on his face. There were few people within the Demonic Path that knew about the enmity between the Demon Envoy and the Mu Family. But as the greatest and most likely Mu Family candidate to contend for the throne of the Holy Monarch, he had the qualifications to know the story behind it.
What the holy ancestor accomplished in the past, he would achieve the same today. Dear Lord Demon Envoy, you are doomed to be disappointed.
The Mu Family group stood in sharp opposition to the Demon Envoy; this wasn’t concealed at all. After what happened at the Endless Sea, both sides had truly torn apart any pretense of cordiality.
“Yao Bin, that person is your greatest opponent today. He is the Mu Family junior, Mu Mo. I never thought that he would actually achieve a Sovereign level Demon Body.” As he spoke, there was a heavy expression on his face. This was something completely unexpected.
A Sovereign level Demon Body was already astonishing enough, but he was also a descendant of the last Holy Monarch. Who knew what other cards he had hidden in his hands? A bit of nervousness was born in the heart of the Demon Envoy. Although he said that Qin Yu didn’t need to worry, those were only words to comfort him and make him feel more relaxed. If Mu Mo really became the Holy Son, things were bound to become messy.
At the very least, the Holy Son’s status had the ability to restrain his authority within the True Demon Guard.
Mu Mo didn’t hide his tyrannical aura. The area around the Holy Palace suddenly fell quiet. Countless great figures shrank their eyes, their expressions solemn. Numerous cultivators that were hopping around, itching to enter the Holy Palace and struggle for their own good fortune, suddenly stiffened.
Sovereign level Demon Body…he had actually achieved the Sovereign level Demon Body…how were the rest of them supposed to compete?
Many eyes turned towards Qin Yu. Some of them were filled with regret. So what if he had a white sun boundary talent? His cultivation time was just too short!
Qin Yu lowered his head, arduously suppressing the ever-increasing desire to recklessly rush towards the Holy Palace. But as this scene fell into the eyes of others, it looked as if he were disheartened.
Many of the depressed cultivators suddenly felt much better. This was because they discovered that Yao Bin was likely the saddest person here. Perhaps this could be considered a flaw of the human heart. As long as there was something more miserable than what they were feeling, they could accept some sad things easier.
Dong Hanzhu furrowed his eyebrows together. In his mind, Qin Yu wasn’t someone who would give up so easily.
So what if this Mu Mo had a Sovereign level Demon Body? At most he would have the qualifications to enter the Holy Palace first and his chances of obtaining the inheritances would be higher. But in the end, all of them had a chance. As long as they didn’t give up, there might not necessarily be no harvests.
He looked up at the silent Qin Yu. Dong Hanzhu’s eyebrows furrowed deeper and there was a flash of disappointment in his eyes.
During the Demon Body examination you soared into the skies, then rushed through the road of Ascending Heaven and buried the Endless Sea…all of this brilliance, did it fill you with arrogance and complacency? Can you not allow others to be stronger than you? Can you not withstand any setbacks?
In this brutal and cruel world, there was no one that didn’t temper a strong heart without humiliation. How could you expect to step upon the pinnacle of this world!
Yao Bin, I originally took you as a goal on my road of cultivation, but right now you have left me too disappointed.
Dong Hanzhu shook his head and turned away, no longer looking at Qin Yu. This was because from this moment on, he no longer had the qualifications to become his goal.
As for he, Dong Hanzhu, he would continue racing forwards, pursuing the limits of strength!
A chubby old man smirked. “How come he looks so unseemly today? My student, you regard that person too highly.”
This Yao Bin’s disposition, even if compared with his own disciple’s, was far too different.
Sun Zifu thought for a moment and shook his head. “Honorable master, I believe in my own eyes and judgment. Yao Bin isn’t someone who cannot withstand a simple psychological attack.” He hesitated for a moment and then said, “Perhaps what you and I are seeing is nothing but a deliberate illusion.”
The old man lightly coughed. “Did you forget what your old master here’s most proficient skill is? This boy’s state of mind is in upheaval and his body is tensed up; he absolutely isn’t pretending. What a pity. Such a good seedling finally appeared in the Demonic Path after 100,000 years. I originally thought he would have some accomplishments…but I fear he will be ruined today.”
Sun Zifu was at a loss for words. While his master seemed a bit unreliable at times, his words were definitely credible. Just what had happened? Yao Bin…have you fallen this far?
If Dong Hanzhu, Sun Zifu, and Sun Zifu’s master could notice this, so could everyone else. Mu Xianglin was overjoyed and he appeared even more relaxed.
While Mu Mo had a Sovereign level Demon Body and also the holy object given to him by the Old Ancestor, he couldn’t help but acknowledge that there was some nervousness in his heart, and the source of this nervousness was Yao Bin.
A white sun boundary talent, he had been trapped in that dreaded land full of pill toxins but still hadn’t died. Then he had rushed through the road of Ascending Heaven, and there was even that terrifying beam of light that fell from the skies that day…when all of these different scenes wove together, it created a mysterious and powerful atmosphere around Qin Yu.
But now, he felt shock and fear. In today’s situation, could there be anything more wonderful? Mu Xianglin was thoroughly relieved. Once today was over, so what if Yao Bin had a white sun boundary talent? He was destined to become a stepping stone for Mu Mo!
Mu Mo faintly smirked as he looked at Qin Yu, disdain and taunting in his eyes. He absolutely didn’t mind if his opponent was fl.u.s.tered and panicked and felt an even greater pressure.
But, the person he had always regarded as his life’s greatest nemesis, the horrifying nightmare he dreaded and worried over, was actually such a gutless little egg? This was just too disappointing.
Yao Bin wasn’t worth fearing at all. If so, then no one here could stand on par with him today…the position of Holy Son was his!
The Demon Envoy’s face darkened. He lowered his voice and asked in a hushed whisper, “Yao Bin, what happened? Tell me!” He began to go crazy with anxiousness. Everything had been fine before they came here, so why had he become like this!?
Qin Yu’s forehead was seeping beads of sweat. He looked up. His lips moved but he didn’t speak. Damn it all! Could someone tell him why he felt as if he had gone crazy from the moment he had seen the Holy Palace? It was like he was undergoing some horrible drug withdrawal!
Moreover, what left him speechless was that the more he suppressed these feelings, the stronger and stronger they became. Gradually, they neared the point of tearing down all his logical reasoning.
What is this? What was he going crazy for? How many tribulations had he managed to survive in these past years, and yet he was somehow going to die like this? He thought about how this incident was likely to be recorded for posterity in the history of the Demonic Path: In some year, in some month, on some day, the white sun boundary Demon Body talent Yao Bin committed suicide by crashing into the Holy Palace’s barrier. The reasoning for this remains unclear…
Qin Yu really felt as if he wanted to choke himself to death! Wake up you idiot! This will kill you! Do you really plan on ending your own life in such a pathetic and tragic way!?
He shivered more and more. A cold sweat gushed out from his body, drenching his robes wet. While Qin Yu was resisting this feeling with all his strength, the Demon Envoy was also withstanding a type of emotional attack called ‘crying without tears’.
