Luo Zheng was personally appointed to the Purple Soul Palace by Aunt Hanjiu.
But ever since Han Meng brought him to the Purple Soul Palace, Aunt Hanjiu had never communicated with him.
It was as if she only saw Luo Zheng as an ordinary disciple.
In reality, those who knew Aunt Hanjiu well knew that because she could only take in disciples with the Extreme Purple Yin Body, her disciples' talents were not as good as other saints'. Her disciples were indeed much weaker than the disciples of other saints.
Luo Zheng was a disciple that had been specially recommended by the Heaven-containing Palace. Such a genius, even if he entered the Saint Emperor City, would receive special treatment and attention. But when Luo Zheng entered the Purple Soul Palace, Aunty Jiu didn't ask about him. This was very strange.
What Luo Zheng did not know was that Aunt Hanjiu had always been silently watching him.
From the first time Luo Zheng stepped into the Arena of Gods, to the last time Luo Zheng appeared to encourage everyone, to Luo Zheng's consecutive victories, and even the battles in the Arena of Gods, Aunt Hanjiu had seen everything!
Normal people might not be able to see the situation inside the Jade Wall, but to Aunt Hanjiu, this was not a problem. She had watched almost all of Luo Zheng's battles …
As a secondary saint, Aunt Hanjiu's eyes were naturally not ordinary!
In her eyes, Luo Zheng was definitely not an Extreme Purple Yin Body. He should have relied on some special treasure to use the Purple Cloud Divine Dao. As for what treasure it was, even with Aunt Hanjiu's extensive knowledge, she could not figure it out.
But what truly shocked Aunt Hanjiu was not the Extreme Purple Yin Body, but Luo Zheng's true strength.
Since he had entered the Arena of Gods, he had won more than 30 consecutive matches. He had easily won against those Proof Divinity experts. The difference was so big that Aunt Han Jiu could not understand it. It was like a battle between a peak lower true god and a Proof Divinity expert. The difference in power was too big.
Aunt Hanjiu could not see how much strength Luo Zheng was hiding. Those Proof of Gods could not make Luo Zheng take them seriously.
Luo Zheng's words were indeed arrogant. Even Han Cangyan didn't have the qualifications to say that. But after Aunt Han Jiu's "endorsement", the nature was different. It was equivalent to Han Jia's secondary saint agreeing with Luo Zheng's words!
"Master." Luo Zheng cupped his hands towards Aunt Hanjiu. He didn't have any interactions with the quasi-sage and didn't expect Aunt Hanjiu to appear at this time. Although Aunt Hanjiu wasn't his master, according to the Purple Soul Palace's custom, he still had to call Aunt Hanjiu as master.
Aunt Hanjiu smiled faintly. "Come back with me."
Although this sentence was short, Luo Zheng's heart was still warm …
It was no wonder that the female disciples of the Purple Soul Palace were so reluctant. Although they were reluctant to give up the Han Family's floating island, they were even more reluctant to give up their master.
"Wait." Smiling in the sky stopped him.
But just as Smiling in the sky finished speaking, the purple light in Aunt Hanjiu's charming eyes flashed slightly. Strands of purple smoke rose up in the entire palace.
These strands of purple smoke spiraled upwards. There were a total of 49 strands of purple smoke, forming the Four Nine Divine Transformation Array. A faintly discernible killing intent spread out from this array. This killing intent wasn't dense, but it made people feel fear.
"Last time, it was you who convinced the Saint Emperor to make things difficult for my Purple Soul Palace. I, Aunt Hanjiu, endured it. But Smiling in the sky, you probably forgot who I, Aunt Hanjiu, am. Let alone you, even if the Saint Emperor himself was here, I would definitely bring this little fellow back." Aunt Hanjiu smiled faintly.
The faintly discernible killing intent quietly spread out in the Spirit Heart Palace …
Luo Zheng could feel the murderous intent, but he couldn't understand how frightening it was. However, looking at the expressions of the upper Real Gods, the few Consummate Real Gods, and Han Tianxiao, he could tell.
Just a moment ago, these people were still as calm as water, their expressions as if everything was under control. But now, their faces were as pale as paper, and their eyes were filled with the word "fear."
They knew that although Aunt Hanjiu was still smiling, she was in fact angry!
When a secondary saint was angry, the entire Han Family floating island would shake!
Even the head of the family, Smiling in the sky, was stiff all over. His voice didn't seem to come from his throat. "Secondary saint, please calm down. It's just that he killed a direct descendant of the Xie family. If the Xie family decides to punish him, I'm afraid it will be difficult to explain."
Aunt Hanjiu naturally understood the situation before she came. Seeing her smile sinisterly, the killing intent hidden in the darkness suddenly surged. The hearts of the Han Family's upper echelons immediately hung in the air!
"So what if he killed a direct descendant of the Xie family? What is the cultivation of that direct descendant? "Aunt Hanjiu asked.
"Lower true god, ranked in the top 40 of the Arena of Gods," Smiling in the sky honestly replied. Even though he was the head of the Han family, he was still very nervous.
Previously, he had already offended Aunt Hanjiu once. But because of the Saint Emperor's decision, with Aunt Hanjiu's domineering attitude, she should have forcefully endured it. Smiling in the sky, he knew that she had already accumulated a considerable amount of resentment in her heart. If she took this chance to let it all out, then it would be terrible. Right now, he felt like he was walking on thin ice!
"Since he was a lower true god, and was killed by my Purple Soul Palace's testimonial martial artist, even if he was a lower true god, he's still a trash true god. What's so hard to explain to such trash? If the Xie family comes looking for trouble, just treat it as if they're looking for me, Aunt Hanjiu!" Aunt Hanjiu said with a cold face.
Smiling in the sky, Smiling in the sky was completely helpless. If the Xie family came looking for Han Jia, they would definitely come looking for him. Aunt Hanjiu's words were completely unreasonable, but right now, there was nothing he could do …
After Aunt Hanjiu finished speaking, she indifferently sized up Luo Zheng. She reached out her soft white hand and lightly waved it. A purple cloud of dust spiraled up and enveloped Luo Zheng. At the same time, she said, "Let's go!"
As her voice fell, Luo Zheng saw threads of spirals appear in front of him. His body involuntarily began to spin. In the next moment, he was back in the Purple Soul Palace.
After reaching the Great Circle of Gods, one could teleport at will. For a quasi-sage like Aunt Hanjiu, it was even easier.
The Purple Soul Palace's main hall was now completely silent.
In the air above the hall, there were six enormous candles placed in six different positions. Under the candlelight, there were six different angles of shadows under Luo Zheng's feet.
Aunt Hanjiu leaned on a wide chair. Her pleated skirt under the candlelight constantly had moonlight flowing through it, outlining her full and moving curves.
She indifferently looked at Luo Zheng and said, "You injured the fifth ranked middle true god Leng Lin Yue and killed the 40th ranked lower true god Xie Jiao … Your strength still far exceeds my expectations." Aunt Hanjiu looked at Luo Zheng and said, "Speak, what secrets do you have on you?"
Being stared at like this by a quasi-sage, Luo Zheng suddenly felt a chill run down his spine. It was as if he wasn't wearing any clothes. She could see through him in one glance.
Luo Zheng's secrets definitely couldn't be revealed to outsiders.
Even Han Liusu and Han Chuyue were a hidden danger. That was why Luo Zheng had to disguise himself and avoid meeting them.
Now, facing quasi-sage Aunt Hanjiu, Luo Zheng couldn't reveal his secrets. But facing such an expert, Luo Zheng felt even more pressure.
"I was taught by an expert when I was young and had a great opportunity. That's why I became a god …"
Before Luo Zheng could finish his fabricated story, Aunt Hanjiu lightly waved her hand. A formless willpower spread out and Luo Zheng couldn't continue.
"Little fellow, your strength isn't bad. Your ability to fabricate lies is also very good. I'm afraid you've deceived many people?" Aunt Hanjiu's eyebrows curved like the moon. She stared at Luo Zheng and sneered.
Although he was exposed, Luo Zheng's expression didn't change. He calmly replied, "Everyone has their own secrets. Some secrets, if spoken out, are like a person who lost their soul. They can't live. I hope master can understand."
"Look at how nervous you are … I didn't say I couldn't understand." Aunt Hanjiu smiled slightly.
If she really wanted to investigate Luo Zheng's secrets, it wouldn't be difficult. But as a grand quasi-sage, Aunt Hanjiu also agreed with Luo Zheng's words. Everyone has their own secrets. If she forcibly peeled open other people's secrets, there would always be some unnecessary consequences.
But what Aunt Hanjiu wanted wasn't these secrets. She continued to say, "But if you want to keep your secrets, you still need to do something to prove your own worth."
Aunt Hanjiu wouldn't offend Han Tianxiao for some Proof of Divinity martial artist for no reason. Since she forcibly took away Luo Zheng under pressure, she must have some ulterior motive.
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