Cang Baizi of the Corpusians’ Hall of Permanence.

Lord Huan Xu of the Demonsky Clan.

Thandee of the Rakshasas’ Paarth Family.

Lord Ironclad of the Nether Clan’s Nine-order Temple.

Any one of the four was an existence that all the Supreme Saints of the Celestial Court feared. In the Infernal Court, they were even more infamous. At this moment, they were kowtowing to a woman at the same time.

‘Lady Bai?’ Zhang Ruochen wondered.

Zhang Ruochen’s eyes widened in surprise. He couldn’t believe a woman from the Enchanteur Palace possessed such incredible power. The four powerhouses were all from great forces and were divine in nature. They should not be tamed.

Wouldn’t it be even more shocking if they voluntarily submitted to her?

Even the master of the House of Enchanteurs didn’t have such power.

Who was she?

A black-veiled cultivator named “Lady Bai” was sitting in the hall. Her snow-white fingers were holding a vermillion brush as she copied the scriptures.

The yellowed scriptures were placed beside the table.

A golden cauldron was emitting green smoke.

She was copying according to the scriptures, and her eyes would look over from time to time. However, there wasn’t a single word in the scriptures. It was extremely weird.

What was even weirder was that the words written on the white paper were like dragons and snakes. After the next word was written, the last word had disappeared.

Cang Baizi and the rest stood outside the hall. They kept their bodies in a bow state and did not dare to move.

They knew that Lady Bai would be extremely angry that the bet against Seven-Armed Elder had failed.

No one spoke. The atmosphere was somber and solemn.

Zhang Ruochen knew that everyone present was superior. They could easily sense his gaze, so he only took a glance at the beginning. Then, he pressed his back against the tree trunk and closed his eyes to listen.

It was quiet for a long time.

In the darkness of the night, there was only the sound of the wind blowing the leaves.

After copying ten scriptures in a row, the black-veiled cultivator finally stopped. She closed the yellowed scripture and put it into her sleeve. She seemed to have finally thought of the four people outside the hall. She said, “Tonight’s game is not a complete failure. You don’t have to be so afraid. All of you can leave now!”

It was an extremely pleasant voice.

Just by listening to her voice, one could imagine the most beautiful image of a woman in one’s mind. She was as beautiful as a gentle and talented woman.

The four people let out a long sigh of relief as if a heavy burden had been lifted off their shoulders.

Cang Baizi cupped his fists with both hands, and his waist was almost bent to the ground, he said coldly, “If it weren’t for the Emperor who slaughtered the Heavens and Earth tonight, Noqoilpi who was known as the undefeatable god of gamblers, he would definitely have lost to you. However, all of the Godstones have now been won by an unknown woman who appeared out of nowhere, causing you and the House of Enchanteurs to suffer significant losses. I will go and kill him now, extract his soul, and offer it to you.”

The Enchanteur Chamber has 180 floors.

Even the most profitable House of Enchanteurs might not be able to earn 500,000 Godstones after thousands of years of operation.

Tonight’s loss was indeed shocking. Any cultivator would not be able to remain calm.

However, the black-veiled cultivator’s voice was indifferent and his tone was elegant and gentle. “You’re wrong on three points.”

“What three points?” Cang Baizi asked curiously.

The black-veiled cultivator said, “First, the Emperor who slaughtered the Heavens and Earth isn’t that person’s real name.

“Second, the nameless woman isn’t nameless. She’s very famous.

“Third, I’ve already said that tonight’s battle wasn’t a complete defeat. Whether or not the House of Enchanteurs will suffer heavy losses will depend on how things turn out later. So far, we’ve succeeded by at least half.”

Zhang Ruochen secretly exclaimed. This Lady Bai dared to scheme against Seven-Armed Elder and almost succeeded. She was indeed a remarkable person.

Zhang Ruochen wondered, ‘Has she already seen through me and Yan Zhexian’s true form?

‘What does she mean by at least half of the plan is successful?’

Cang Baizi asked, “What are the identities of the Emperor who Slaughtered the Heavens and Earth and the nameless woman?”

“Do not ask questions that you are not supposed to ask!” the black-veiled cultivator said.

Cang Baizi said, “Are we just going to let them go?”

Suddenly, Zhang Ruochen felt an extremely cold qi sweeping through the entire courtyard. Even if he was hiding far away, he could still feel the stinging pain on his skin and the clotting of his blood.

His Saint Soul was almost pulled out of his body. Fortunately, his sea of Qi was stable and he had the protection of the Armor of the Fire God, so he was able to block the unknown power.

Cang Baizi screamed, causing the night to become creepy.

Zhang Ruochen didn’t know what had happened, and he didn’t dare to look with his eyes. He only heard Cang Baizi rolling on the ground, screaming and begging. He seemed to be in extreme pain.

“I’m sorry… I won’t do it again. I won’t… ask any more questions. What I shouldn’t know… I mustn’t know… I beg you, let… Let me go… Ah!”

It was easy to imagine how torturous it was to make a top-notch Supreme Saint beg for mercy and wail.

This Lady Bai is too temperamental. Cang Baizi only asked a few questions, and she already caused so much pain. Zhang Ruochen was speechless. He couldn’t help but reflect on whether he had been too lenient with the cultivators below.

Cang Baizi’s sobbing gradually faded. He struggled to stand. His green robe had been ripped. Blood was dripping all over his body. He knelt down and said, “Thank you for your forgiveness. I won’t ask anymore!”

The other three powerful figures were trembling with fear.

The black-veiled cultivator’s voice was still pleasant. She said, “I heard that you, Ling, and Huo Xing invited Zhang Ruochen to the Phoenix Annex. Why aren’t you going yet?”

“I’m going now. I’m going now,” said Cang Baizi.

Cang Baizi stood up, took three steps back, and walked out of the courtyard quickly.

Honeylocust Fair and Lord Ironclad immediately followed as if they were running away.

Only Lord Huanxu was still standing outside the hall.

The black-veiled cultivator asked, “Why aren’t you leaving?”

Lord Huanxu quickly bowed and said, “I have been having nightmares for the past few days. Not only am I unable to cultivate, but it has also affected my ability to work for you. Please, give me the antidote.”

“Nightmares are the most fearful, the most frightening, and the most vulnerable part of your heart. Why can’t you face it directly? To fight a nightmare is to fight with yourself,” said the black-veiled cultivator.

Lord Huanxu gritted his teeth and said with a pale face, “I… I am just a mediocre person.”

“Well, you are very clear-headed to admit that you are a mediocre person. “I will grant you a beautiful dream so that you can avoid the torture of ten years of nightmares. “Ten years later, if you are still obedient, the beautiful dream can continue.”

The voice was extremely pleasant and could make one’s imagination run wild. One could not extricate themselves from it.

Zhang Ruochen was both surprised and amazed.

Who was this Lady Bai? Was she controlling these top-notch Supreme Saints with dreams?

Zhang Ruochen was also afraid of nightmares.

Because he also had fear, fright, and frailty.

The nightmares magnified all of this, so much so that even the Supreme Saints fell into fear and trepidation all day long.

At this moment, a strange scene happened in the courtyard.

Lord Huanxu seemed to be waking up from a dream. He let out a carefree laugh. His eyes were infatuated at times as if he had obtained a treasure that he yearned for. At times, he was lustful, as if he was hugging the body of the most beautiful woman in the world. At times, he looked down on all living things, it was as if he was a divine emperor, and all the gods were kneeling at his feet.

A beautiful dream, the desired life.

Who didn’t wish to be the main character of a beautiful dream? For them, everything went swimmingly. They could get whatever they wanted. This sensation was incredible. It was so wonderful that the Supreme Saint would fall for it after tasting it once. He couldn’t stop.

“Beautiful dreams make people fall. Nightmares make people fear.”

Zhang Ruochen stood behind the tree and shook his head with a smile. He was about to leave. Suddenly, he heard the woman in black call out, “My lord, have you found out the identity of the Emperor who Slaughtered the Heavens and Earth?”

A three-foot-tall stone turtle walked out from the corner.

Lord Turtle’s body was jade green all over. He was walking on two legs. His head was no bigger than a fist. His eyes were gleaming. He held a scroll in his hand and walked in front of the black-veiled cultivator, he stuttered, “Found, found, found… Him!”

“Speak,” said the black-veiled cultivator.

“Acc… Acc… According… To… To…” said Lord Turtle.

The black-veiled cultivator shook her head and said, “Forget it! General, read it.”

The stone pillar that supported the pavilion suddenly moved. Two long stone arms stretched out from the pillar and took the scroll from Lord Turtle’s hand.

Lord Turtle was a little angry. He snorted at the stone pillar and said, “It’s… all… all… My… My… My…”

“I know. It’s all thanks to you.”

“According to the name list of cultivators who came to the House of Enchanteurs,” General Pillar read out loudly. “We can conclude tonight that the Emperor who Slaughtered the Heavens and Earth had to change his form. He could be one of the thirteen cultivators.”

“What about those who are proficient in the Path of Dimension?” asked the black-veiled cultivator.

General Pillar replied, “There is only one…”

“That’s enough. I know who it is!” said the black-veiled cultivator.

General Pillar said, “There is other relevant information here. There is a creature who claimed to be the Emperor who Slaughtered the Heavens and Earth. Not long ago, he appeared on Hoth and burned the slave market opened by the Xue Jue family. After leaving his name, he escaped.”

The black-veiled cultivator was surprised. She said, “Send a message to the House of Enchanteurs on Hoth. Tell them to capture the Emperor who Slaughtered the Heavens and Earth. I want him alive.”

General Pillar closed the scroll and asked in a low voice, “Do you want to deal with the Emperor who Slaughtered the Heavens and Earth in the House of Enchanteurs?”

“We have more important things to do. Let’s put him on hold for the time being. Don’t cause any more trouble. My lord, keep an eye on Seven-Armed Elder. Don’t let him escape! If he escapes, we’ll really lose tonight!” said the black-veiled cultivator.

Zhang Ruochen breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that although the black-veiled cultivator was powerful, she hadn’t seen through his transformation technique. If everyone could see through the Thirty-six Formless Transmogrification, he wouldn’t be able to use this technique in the future.

At the same time, he was confused.

The black-veiled cultivator had set up a trap for Seven-Armed Elder. It wasn’t just for hundreds of thousands of Godstones. She had a bigger plan. What was she up to? What secrets was Seven-Armed Elder keeping?

And was the Emperor who slaughtered the Heavens and Earth on Hoth, Blackie?

He dared to burn down the Xue Jue Family’s slave market and leave his name. He was really bold.

Zhang Ruochen quietly left the Peacock Palace and returned to the bustling Jadehill Palace. He could not calm down for a long time.

What he had just seen and heard was too much information. He needed to calm down.

Just as he wanted to calm down, silence appeared in front of him.

Guye Jing stood under a spectral ghost lamp. Beside her was a jade tree with silver flowers. She wore a scholar’s robe. Her long hair was tied up on her head with a wooden hairpin. She looked like a man and a woman, but could not tell the gender.

She stared at Zhang Ruochen and said, “We will meet again!”

Zhang Ruochen changed his appearance after leaving the Peacock Palace. To be more different from humans and the Immortal Vampires, he had become half a fat cat. He had a tail and cat ears.

Perhaps he had just thought of Blackie. He had thought of it from his heart.

Zhang Ruochen was still confident in his ability to change. His eyes were blank. He waved his cat paws and said gruffly, “You’ve got the wrong cat. We’ve never met before. Move aside. I don’t have time to waste on you.”

“You can’t get information from Xue Tu,” she said.

Zhang Ruochen had just walked past Guye Jing. Hearing this, he knew he couldn’t keep up the act. The flaw wasn’t with him, but with Xue Tu.

Zhang Ruochen stopped and asked, “Where’s Xue Tu?”

Guye Jing turned around and opened her right hand. A figure the size of a green bean appeared in her snow-white palm. It was Xue Tu, who had been squeezed into a ball.

Xue Tu had clearly struggled and resisted. Unfortunately, he couldn’t escape from her palm.

Zhang Ruochen sighed. “Ah! How amazing. A Supreme Saint was easily squeezed by you!”

Xue Tu had a drop of Zhang Ruochen’s blood on him. He could find him with this.

It wasn’t strange for Guye Jing to appear in front of him.

Xue Tu sobbed. “Senior brother, save me. I didn’t mean to reveal your secret to her. This demoness is too abnormal. She’s proficient in soul-siphoning secret arts. I couldn’t resist her.”

Zhang Ruochen said, “There are two gods behind Xue Tu. I think you should let him go.”

Guye Jing threw the “green bean” out, “He’s of no value to me,” she said. “I’m only interested in you. Don’t you want to know what’s going on in the House of Enchanteurs tonight? I can tell you.”

Plop

Xue Tu reverted to his true form and fell into the cold lake, splashing.

Zhang Ruochen thought for a while and said, “I’d like to hear more. Unfortunately, I have another plan. I’m in a hurry!”

“Ling’s plan?” Guye Jing asked.

“It seems that he told you everything!”

Zhang Ruochen really wanted to slap Xue Tu who had just gotten up from the water.

Guye Jing said, “Ling, Cang Baizi, and Huo Xing are not good people. Aren’t you afraid of dying if you go there alone?”

“This is the House of Enchanteurs!” Zhang Ruochen said.

Guye Jing said, “Yes, it’s because this is the House of Enchanteurs. Do you really think this is a place for pleasure? Don’t forget that the House of Enchanteurs is one of the top ten dark giants. Ling, Cang Baizi, and Huo Xing may not dare to kill you personally, but there are many desperate people in the dark world.”

Zhang Ruochen was shocked to hear what Guye Jing said. He realized that he had underestimated his enemy!

“Why are you telling me this?” Zhang Ruochen asked.

Guye Jing said, “You should go to your appointment. We can talk when you come back.”

“Give me back that drop of blood,” Zhang Ruochen said.

Guye Jing shook her head and said, “Your transformation technique is brilliant. I have to make sure that I can find you anywhere, anytime.”

Xue Tu was wet all over. He walked to Zhang Ruochen’s side and was very afraid of Guye Jing. He advised Zhang Ruochen in a low voice, “Forget it, Senior Brother. This demoness’ cultivation is so high that we can’t afford to offend her. When it’s time to admit defeat, we have to admit defeat.”

“So she didn’t use any soul-siphoning secret technique on you. You admit defeat?” Zhang Ruochen asked.

Xue Tu was stunned for a moment. Then he patted his chest, “How is that possible? Is he serious? It’s my own business. Maybe I’ll admit defeat. I won’t admit defeat even if I have a knife to my neck. Senior brother, believe me. Her soul-siphoning secret technique is really powerful. I can’t handle it. I really can’t handle it.”

Zhang Ruochen couldn’t be bothered with him. He turned around and left. Just as he took a step, he stopped and said, “You can find me with that drop of blood, and I can find you at any time with that drop of blood.”

On the surface, Guye Jing was Luo Sha’s best friend, but she spied on Zhang Ruochen with the Demonstone Engraving. In Zhang Ruochen’s eyes, she was not a friend.

Zhang Ruochen couldn’t see through this demoness.

It was not only her cultivation but also her personality. Every time she appeared, her temperament was different. On the engagement, Guye Jing was extraordinarily charming and eccentric. She called Luo Sha “Little Shasha” as if she was an innocent young girl.

But the meeting just now was like an old-fashioned and cold nun. She could kill any man’s desire for a woman.

There was a Lady Bai, and now there was a Jing Jing. He still had to deal with Ling, Cang Baizi, and Huo Xing. Zhang Ruochen only felt that there was thunder in the silence. Danger and death lingered around him.

Unknowingly, he had crossed the curved bridge and arrived outside Phoenix Annex. His body and appearance had changed.

“Master Ruochen, Master Ling is already inside. He’s been waiting for you for a long time.”

A human saint in her 20s, wearing a thin white veil, stood outside the garden to welcome him.

The gentle breeze blew. The graceful body of the human saintess was barely visible. Her beautiful face flushed with shyness. She was extremely appealing.

Her eyes were filled with admiration. She said in a low voice, “I am Lian Rou, and have watched the projection of the Mystic Eye of Myriad Realms in the Battle of Celestial-Hunting. Tonight, when I see Master Ruochen’s true form, I feel like I’ve seen a banished immortal. A wargod of the human clan.”

“Take me in!” Zhang Ruochen said expressionlessly.

Ling had deliberately asked a human woman to accompany him. It was a huge provocation.