"So you've always wanted to kill me."
The Demon Lord looked at Chen Changsheng and said, "I thought that after that day, you had already given up on this idea."
Chen Changsheng replied, "Giving up once doesn't mean that I won't try again."
The Demon Lord sighed, "As expected of Shang Xingzhou's student. Truly a formidable hypocrite."
Chen Changsheng said, "The opportunity that day was not very good."
"Do you think that today's opportunity is very good?"
The Demon Lord smiled. "You should be well aware that neither the White Emperor nor Madam Mu will let you kill me."
"Is this the so-called balance you speak of?"
Chen Changsheng replied, "Maintaining balance is a very difficult task, and those who walk a tightrope often end up with bad endings. Regardless of whether the White Emperor or Madam Mu wins, they truly will not let me kill you. The problem is that victory and defeat have still not been decided."
The Demon Lord asked, "Do you think that a person like the White Emperor will not care about anything else in the world when dealing with Madam Mu?"
Chen Changsheng was quiet for a while, then said, "Even if this is his stance, I am not prepared to accept it."
In the Starfall Mountains, he had used the South Stream Temple sword array to break open the sealing array, confirming that the White Emperor was still there, and obtained the best answer.
He had unexpectedly sent Linghai Zhiwang and the Tang clan's Fivekind Man back to White Emperor City.
And then he and Tang Thirty-Six had hurried back.
It was because he had something to do.
Those seemingly perfect answers had always been answers given by others.
He wanted to write an answer that belonged only to him, one that could not be faked.
He wanted to kill the Demon Lord.
"No one knows if the White Emperor can stop you, but at least for now, it seems that he has not."
The Demon Lord looked into his eyes and profoundly asked, "Have you ever wondered why he did this?"
Chen Changsheng replied, "Perhaps we were all thinking too much. There is no such thing as balance. His Majesty the White Emperor also wants you dead."
"No, he did not stop you because he knew that you could not kill me."
The Demon Lord smiled at the human experts outside the courtyard. "Even if all of you work together, you still won't be able to kill me."
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In that world-shaking battle with the Demon Lord on the snowy plains, the White Emperor had been heavily injured, and then Madam Mu had used the Starstone array to imprison him for many years. Now that he had escaped, he probably needed time to recover his strength. Moreover, there were many matters in White Emperor City that required his attention, like vengeance.
But he was a true Saint, the hegemon of the West. If he really wanted to stop Chen Changsheng from killing the Demon Lord, he should have many other methods.
He did nothing, only quietly watched as Chen Changsheng had Linghai Zhiwang and the others leave, then watched as Chen Changsheng left on the crane.
Why was that? Was it really as the Demon Lord said?
Chen Changsheng could not understand where the Demon Lord's calm confidence and the White Emperor's tacit approval lay.
He was confident that neither the Demon Commander, the legendary Eight Great Mountain Men, nor even the most mysterious Black Robe would appear today.
Even a Divine Domain expert would need some time to fly across tens of thousands of li.
More importantly, he knew that these devil experts couldn't come today.
In that case, all the clues pointed to a hidden possibility.
Seeing Chen Changsheng's expression, the Demon Lord knew that he had guessed at something. He calmly asked, "You still insist on killing me?"
Chen Changsheng replied, "If that's really the case, then I want to kill you even more. Of course … your order will be pushed down a little."
The Demon Lord asked with great interest, "Because of the matter between Bie Yanghong and Wuqiong Bi?"
Chen Changsheng replied, "Those who come from afar are guests. The earlier they die, the earlier they can return home."
At the start of this conversation, no one could understand what was being said.
The first to come to his senses was Tang Thirty-Six, and his complexion instantly paled.
He knew the truth of that battle between the Divine, knew how Bie Yanghong and Wuqiong Bi had been heavily injured.
The next to react was Linghai Zhiwang. His eyes became incomparably bright, like the hottest flames engulfing the entire world. But in their depths was a crystal core that no amount of heat could melt.
He also understood the meaning of the conversation between the Demon Lord and Chen Changsheng, but the change in his eyes did not merely stem from the berserk rise in his fighting intent, but also from the Qi of that crystal core. Yes, that crystal core was not a product of consciousness, but a real existence.
That crystal core that could not be melted by fire was one of the legendary treasures of the Li Palace.
Soon after, three divine and powerful Qis emerged from the bodies of Daoist Siyuan, Archbishop An Lin, and Hu Thirty-Two.
A willow branch suffused with a gloomy luster appeared in the sky.
A thin piece of paper that seemed like a banner or a painting appeared in the sky.
A divine seal imbued with a simple and unadorned Qi appeared in the sky.
Hell Willow!
Mountain River Diagram!
Outer Heaven Seal!
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The Li Palace could have many archbishops, but only six could be called Prefects.
These six archbishops resided in the Sacred Halls of the Li Palace, each of them guarding one of the Orthodoxy's most precious and powerful treasures.
These treasures were either strange objects like the crystal core in Linghai Zhiwang's eyes, or divine artifacts forged by previous Saints of the Orthodoxy.
These treasures were the foundation of the Li Palace's grand array, where its true sharpness lay.
Even a Saint like Madam Mu had to be cautious in front of these Qis in the Li Palace.
Although Mao Qiuyu, who had the highest level of cultivation, and the Wall of Illustrious Heroes he was responsible for had not appeared today, it was probably enough.
The sight of those divine artifacts in the sky and the divine and blazing Qis raining down caused cries of alarm from outside the courtyard.
These cries of alarm were brimming with reverence and yearning, and deep within them was a fervent devotion.
The Demon Lord's expression finally turned grave.
This was the Li Palace's grand array?
Who would preside over it?
Chen Changsheng was here.
As the Pope, no one was more qualified than him to preside over the Li Palace's grand array.
His right hand was already gripping the hilt of his sword.
The world's sharpest Stainless Sword was not unsheathed.
Instead, countless pure white rays of light appeared.
These rays of light seeped out from between his fingers, illuminating the stone steps in front of the courtyard gate and the gradually blackening blood.
A very round white stone floated into the sky along with the four divine auras.
The white stone was inlaid with an extremely complex array of black and gold, making it seem extremely beautiful.
This was the Falling Star Stone.
After Daoist Baishi was killed in the Daoist church of Wenshui, this treasure of the Orthodoxy had been temporarily placed in Chen Changsheng's care.
The Falling Star Stone flew into the sky, exuding an extremely ancient Qi as it began to suck in everything around it.
Countless cold winds and shattered stones poured into it, and even the laws of the world began to slightly deform and distort.
A deep black hole appeared in the sky, the Falling Star Stone calmly floating within.
The Mountain and River Diagram, the Gloom Willow, and the other treasures of the Orthodoxy exuded a divine Qi that began to revolve around the edge of the black hole and then connect with it.
Countless dazzling golden threads descended like curtains of water.
The entire courtyard was shrouded in this black hole, making it impossible for anyone to leave.
Chen Changsheng's right hand left the hilt of his sword and gripped the Divine Staff, pointing it at that figure deep within the courtyard.
An unimaginable amount of divine energy, imbued with boundless light and heat, surged forward like a massive wave. (To be continued.)
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