The voice that suddenly rang out did not seem out of place at all.
Ji Tianxing could not determine the age of the speaker just from the voice alone.
The voice had the dominance and majesty of a middle-aged man, as well as the vicissitudes of experience of an old man, and the open-mindedness and calmness of someone who understood the world.
It was hard for Ji Tianxing to imagine what kind of expert was able to fuse these two completely different auras into his voice.
He subconsciously raised his head and looked at the main seat in the north of the hall.
He saw two six-meter-long golden bridges at the end of the hall. Under the exquisite and luxurious arch bridge was a small river flowing with colorful spiritual liquid.
After crossing the golden bridge, there were nine golden brick steps. On the steps was a platform with a radius of ten meters.
On the platform was a spacious, luxurious, and extremely honorable Emperor's throne.
On the left and right sides of the throne stood two three-meter-tall statues. One was dark gold, and the other was dark black.
The dark gold statue on the left was a half-human, half-dragon "dragonman" holding a golden spear in his hand.
It was a muscular and graceful man wearing golden armor. He had human limbs and a human head, but his skin was covered with golden dragon scales.
Moreover, there was a golden dragon horn on his head.
The dark statue on the right was a harpy that looked like an eagle.
She had an enchanting figure and long legs. She wore short black armor and had a pair of wide and slender black wings. She held a bow in her hand.
Although they were just two statues, they were extremely lifelike, as if they could come to life at any time.
Ji Tianxing's eyes swept across the golden dragonman and the harpy, and his gaze fell on the throne.
The six-meter-wide dark gold throne was made of Blazing Fire Gold and inlaid with tens of thousands of precious gems. There were also many ancient and mysterious patterns made of Spiritual Chalcedony and Star Mithril.
A burly middle-aged man in a purple robe was sitting quietly on the throne.
His nearly two-meter-tall body contained an unparalleled majesty and the domineering aura of an expert who looked down on the world.
His snow-white hair was tied up by a dark gold dragon rope and hung tame behind his head, showing a carefree and unrestrained temperament.
The purple robe he was wearing had an ancient style and was embroidered with mysterious patterns.
A dark golden cloak was draped over his shoulders and dragged on the ground, emitting a holy golden light.
His face could not be considered handsome, but his appearance was dignified, upright, and dignified. His outline was tough and resolute as if it had been carved by a knife.
His pair of dark and deep eyes were like a boundless abyss, yet also like the vast starry sky, and they contained experience and the ability to see through the hearts of others.
Ji Tianxing only glanced at him once, and he felt as if his mind had been seen through. He did not dare to look directly into his eyes.
Without a doubt, this mysterious yet domineering man was none other than the legendary Monarch Manor Lord!
Ji Tianxing walked into the hall, his mind full of doubts. He was still trying to figure out what the purple-robed man had said.
"I've been waiting for you for a long time. You're finally back?
The Manor Lord was a supreme expert at the Essence Soul realm. 'True Body' was what he called himself.
But why did he wait for me for so long? How long is a long time? A few days? Or a few years?
Are you referring to me? Or the Kenshin bloodline?
What do you mean by 'finally back'? I've never been to the Imperial Palace. How can I be back? "
Ji Tianxing felt that the Manor Lord's words had a deeper meaning, but he could not understand or guess it.
After a while, he walked into the hall and stood still. He faced the Manor Lord on the throne and bowed respectfully.
"The Imperial Prince, Ji Tianxing, pays his respects to the Prefecture Lord!"
The Manor Lord looked at him calmly and said in a dignified voice, "Rise."
Ji Tianxing did not get up. He continued to maintain his salute and said sincerely, "The Crown Prince thanks the Manor Head for saving his life. If it wasn't for the Manor Head, the Crown Prince would have died."
He knew very well that the Divine Golden Sword that had appeared from outer space must have come from the Manor Lord.
Only the strongest person in the continent could make the Demonic Emperor so fearful and retreat on the spot.
The Manor Lord nodded slightly and said calmly, "You may rise. I was hundreds of thousands of miles away at that time. I could only use my sword to save you.
If you were killed by the Demonic Emperor, not only would the Kenshin inheritance be severed, but the Kenshin bloodline would also be taken away by the Demonic Emperor.
If the Demonic Emperor obtains the Kenshin bloodline, he will be like a tiger that has grown wings. Not only will he be able to recover to his peak faster, but he will also be able to remove the curse and shackles … "
At this point, the Mansion Master paused and didn't continue speaking.
However, Ji Tianxing knew that once the Demonic Emperor obtained his Kenshin bloodline, the Demonic Emperor would become even more powerful.
That would definitely be a nightmare and disaster for all the races in the world!
He frowned and said to the Manor Lord worriedly, "Manor Lord, the Demonic Emperor captured Yun Yao and suppressed Yun Yao in the Soul Refining Bell.
Yun Yao may die at any time. The Prince begs the Manor Lord to save her. Only you can save her! "
Since Yun Yao was captured, his heart had been tightly clenched. He was very worried and anxious.
Therefore, he could not help but ask the Manor Lord for help.
However, the Manor Lord shook his head gently and said calmly, "Yun Yao's life will not be in danger. The Demonic Emperor will not kill her.
However, the Demonic Emperor has already escaped from Zhongzhou. Even if I chase after him, I will not be able to catch up. We can only plan this slowly in the future. "
How could Ji Tianxing wait until the future?
Right now, he only wanted to save Yun Yao as soon as possible and see Yun Yao return to the Monarch Mansion safe and sound.
"Manor Lord, why are you so sure that the Demonic Emperor will not kill Yun Yao?"
"You don't need to know about this for now. You will understand in the future," the Manor Lord replied expressionlessly.
Ji Tianxing frowned. He was still unwilling to give up and continued, "Manor Lord, the Demonic Clan is so rampant now. The Demonic Emperor is causing trouble and harming the people of all races.
As the Manor Lord of the Monarch Mansion and the strongest person in the continent, are you going to sit back and do nothing? "
As the Emperor's son, it was disrespectful for him to question the Manor Lord like this.
However, the Manor Lord was not angry. He said calmly, "Even if I personally go to the Demonic Nest in the Northern Desert, I will not be able to kill the Demonic Emperor, let alone rescue Yun Yao alive.
We cannot rush to kill the Demonic Clan. You know too little about the Demonic Clan. "
In fact, the Manor Lord did not explain one thing, and he could not explain it to Ji Tianxing.
When he ascended the Ninth Heaven Platform, he was severely injured by the Ninth Heaven Divine Thunder and only had 50% of his power left.
He had been in seclusion for 20 years to recuperate, but he had only recovered 70% of his power. There were still hidden injuries in his body that had not healed.
Ji Tianxing fell silent. He was anxious and unwilling, but there was nothing he could do.
If he did not hear it with his own ears, he would not believe that the Manor Lord, the strongest person in the continent, could not destroy the Demonic Nest and kill the Demonic Emperor.
After a moment of silence, he made up his mind and said firmly, "Since the Manor Lord is not willing to save Yun Yao, I will save her myself.
She is my wife. We have bowed to heaven and earth and made a vow to live and die together.
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