In the main hall of the Sacred Temple.

When Guan Jiu and Wen Ruqing arrived, they bowed at the same time and called out, “Greetings, Your Majesty.”

Ming Xin was as calm as usual as he paced back and forth in a leisurely manner. When the duo arrived, he glanced at them and said, “You’re back?”

These words seemed to indicate he knew where the duo had gone.

Guan Jiu and Wen Ruqing were still troubled, but they answered honestly.

“We went to Nine Peaks Mountain to see the nine-winged divine dragon.”

Ming Xin nodded slightly before he said, “I already know about Hua Zhenghong’s death. She left the Great Void without permission and went to the eastern Endless Ocean to stir up trouble. Even if she didn’t die, I wouldn’t have let her off easily.”

The duo was perplexed. They did not understand why Ming Xin would not spare his own people during such a critical time.

Nonetheless, outwardly, Wen Ruqing nodded and said, “She deserves to die.”

Guan Jiu and even Wen Ruqing, who said those words, felt very uncomfortable because of those words.

Ming Xin looked at the duo and asked indifferently, “I know what you’re thinking. You were once his students, after all. Are you afraid of him?”

The duo did not speak.

Ming Xin looked out of the hall and said emotionally, “You’ve been with me for 100,000 years. There are some things I shouldn’t hide from you. If he’s really back, perhaps, this might be an opportunity…”

“An opportunity?”

The duo exchanged a look.

“100,000 years ago, I also investigated the origins of the shackles. Because of that, I went to the Great Maelstrom. It was there that I obtained the Scales of Justice. It was also at that time that I caught a glimpse of the secret to eternal life,” Ming Xin said.

‘Eternal life?’

Guan Jiu and Wen Ruqing looked at Ming Xin in shock.

The Sacred Temple did not believe in eternal life and firmly opposed it.

The Unholy One was condemned and besieged by the people of the world precisely because he sought eternal life and sought to break the shackles.

Ming Xin looked at the duo as he continued to say, “However, even after 100,000 years, I still can’t figure it out. Kun in the east is old; a Great Void Seed is old after 30,000 years old; the Great Void is too vast and too high up, and after 100,000 years, it’s also old…”

“…”

The duo did not understand what Ming Xin was saying at all. They could only listen quietly.

Ming Xin let out a long sigh and said, “Everything in the world is getting older. Some things are destined. Rather than resisting the current, it’s better to let nature take its course…”

Wen Ruqing asked in a clear voice, “Your Majesty, another two pillars have collapsed. Are we really not going to intervene?”

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“Of course, we are,” Ming Xin replied. Then, he turned to the duo and said, “It depends on whether both of you are willing to do something about it.”

The duo shuddered and fell to one knee immediately.

“Both of us are loyal to Your Majesty and have no other intentions.”

There was a hidden meaning behind Ming Xin’s words. In other words, if they did not show their loyalty, something bad would happen.

Ming Xin nodded. “Remember, don’t do anything wrong. Don’t follow in Hua Zhenghong’s footsteps. If you follow the right path, I will not mistreat you. Go and help the owners of the Great Void comprehend the Great Dao as soon as possible.”

“Understood,” the duo said before leaving the Sacred Temple.

…

Rumble!

Soon after Guan Jiu and Wen Ruqing left, a thunderous noise reverberated through the entire Great Void.

The land in Rou Zhao Hall began to shake violently.

Many people from the Sacred Temple and many cultivators flew to Rou Zhao Hall immediately.

Under Rou Zhao Hao was Xieqia’s Pillar of Destruction.

At this moment, the cultivators of Rou Zhao Hall were at loss over what to do.

Yuan Zhi, the former Commander of Rou Zhao Hall, summoned all the cultivators to the main hall for a discussion.

“The temple has sent news. They request help from the ten halls to help the owners of the Great Void Seeds to enter the upper core of the pillar as soon as possible to comprehend the Great Dao. The temple places a lot of importance on this matter. The Unholy One has returned, but the temple isn’t thinking about ways to deal with the Unholy. Instead, they’re more concerned about the owners of the Great Void comprehending the Great Dao. This isn’t appropriate at all!”

“Commander Yun has a point. I keep feeling like those ten people, who suddenly appear in the Great Void, are very suspicious. Apart from Qi Sheng, all of them are fellow disciples.”

At this time, a cultivator walked in. He gulped before he said, “Commander, we heard rumors that the Pavilion Master of the Evil Sky Pavilion might be the Unholy One!”

A commotion broke out immediately. Everyone was shocked.

“He’s the Unholy One?!”

“This… How’s this possible? Then, the new commander, Ye Tianxin… Isn’t she the Unholy One’s disciple then? We’ve worked so hard to restore glory to Rou Zhao Hall. In the end, are we only helping the Unholy One?”

Someone said resolutely, “No! I won’t allow it! A wicked person who walks the unorthodox path can’t be allowed to bear the title of the Commander of Rou Zhao Hall!”

“I agree! I’m against it as well! The temple is really too muddle-headed this time. Since the first pillar collapsed, they haven’t done anything. The Heaven Suppressing Pestle is so important, and yet, they insisted we hand it over to Commander Qi Sheng of Tu Wei Hall. The pillars are showing signs of collapsing, and Qi Sheng has disappeared along with the Heaven Suppressing Pestle! They’re all treating us like clowns!”

These righteous words stirred up everyone’s ire.

Rou Zhao Hall was without a master and had been following the Sacred Temple’s arrangements all along. The sky was about to fall, but the Sacred Temple was dismissive of them; it was only natural that they were furious.

“Commander Yuan, what do you think we should do? We’ll listen to you!”

“Commander Yuan has been working diligently and silently for Rou Zhao Hall. However, the Sacred Temple created a rule and founded the commanders’ competition. It’s nothing more than to weaken the power of the ten halls! This matter can’t go on like this!”