Ch. 778 - Night Clash

Before coming here, Xu Zimo had already prepared for a tough battle.

After all, there’s no such thing as a free lunch in this world, why would someone hand over such a treasure for nothing?

In the end, only strength could speak.

But the Palace Master of the Goddess Palace hadn’t gotten angry and even showed signs of compromise.

This surprised Xu Zimo.

After exchanging a few words with the Palace Master, Xu Zimo and the others were led by several Divine Envoys to a place to rest.

On the way, Xu Zimo looked at Gu Yue and asked, “You seemed like you wanted to say something earlier?”

“No, it’s nothing,” Gu Yue quickly shook her head, her face pale as she replied.

“If you don’t want to say, I won’t force you,” Xu Zimo shrugged.

The group was staying in a courtyard.

There were three rooms inside, one for each person.

Night gradually fell.

The night at the Goddess Palace was incredibly beautiful. The sky was dotted with countless stars, giving off an unreal and dreamy beauty.

Still, the stars shone brightly across the sky, with a full moon hanging above.

Xu Zimo and the others returned to their rooms early to rest.

He cultivated through the entire night in silence!

The next morning, the three stepped out of their rooms, and the Dust Envoys had already prepared breakfast.

After eating, they couldn’t wander around the Palace and could only rest within the courtyard.

Xu Zimo had made good progress in cultivating the power of Heaven-Shattering God-Scripture. In his divine soul, there were now over a thousand Power Vortexes.

He was pushing toward the Gate of Eternity of the Heaven-Unity Three-Gates God-Scripture.

Occasionally, he would also work on opening the remaining strange meridians.

As for Great Wisdom the monk, he seemed to be constantly divining.

His divination was cut off in this small world, and he kept trying to connect with the Heavenly Dao outside.

Without the ability to divine, his strength was significantly weakened.

Gu Yue appeared somewhat gloomy and distracted.

Xu Zimo didn’t pressure her to speak.

...

A day passed quickly, and night fell.

That night, while cultivating, Xu Zimo suddenly opened his eyes.

He rushed toward Gu Yue’s room next door, and Great Wisdom the monk seemed to have sensed something as well and followed him.

When they arrived at Gu Yue’s room, they saw a figure in black robes carrying her on his shoulder, preparing to leave.

Seeing the two arrive so quickly, the black-robed man clearly froze for a moment.

“Who are you?” Great Wisdom asked, frowning.

The black-robed figure didn’t respond and fled through the window in another direction.

“Enough talk, chase him!” Xu Zimo shouted.

The two gave chase. The black-robed figure was clearly powerful and moved several hundred meters in the blink of an eye.

Xu Zimo struck with a blade, his speed was even faster.

The black-robed man barely dodged the attack.

“Amitabha,” Great Wisdom chanted. Endless spiritforce surged to suppress the black-robed man.

Just as it looked like he would be caught, a cold snort rang out from the sky.

Like thunder, like a war drum, the snort exploded within Great Wisdom’s soul.

Great Wisdom groaned and staggered, nearly falling.

In that moment, the black-robed figure seized the chance to flee.

“You’re not getting away,” Xu Zimo’s figure pierced through the void.

Countless afterimages flashed and blocked the black-robed man’s path.

His pupils shrank slightly, clearly shocked at Xu Zimo’s speed.

Xu Zimo slowly drew Dominator’s Shadow and said flatly, “Take off the mask, leave her behind.”

Just then, a rumbling sound echoed from the sky.

Spiritforce surged around them, and the stars above seemed to churn. A massive hand formed from spiritforce reached toward Xu Zimo.

It blocked the space between him and the black-robed figure.

“You’re not enough,” Xu Zimo snorted coldly.

Shadow Tyrant slashed down with divine-slaying momentum. He stepped into the sky, his aura overwhelming.

His blade surged like endless waves, one after another.

It clashed head-on with the massive hand.

The blade energy was dazzling and unstoppable, tearing through the hand and seemingly splitting the sky.

Seeing this, the black-robed man gave up all pretense.

He threw Gu Yue at Xu Zimo and fled into the distance.

Xu Zimo didn’t chase. He quickly caught Gu Yue and examined her.

She was only unconscious, not injured.

He handed her to the arriving Great Wisdom.

“Is she okay?” Great Wisdom asked.

Xu Zimo shook his head slightly, his eyes fixed on the starry sky.

The two carried Gu Yue back to the courtyard and woke her up from unconsciousness.

Gu Yue shook her head lightly, she couldn’t remember anything, only that she had fallen asleep.

“What now?” Great Wisdom asked.

“We go find the Palace Master of the Goddess Palace,” Xu Zimo said. “I didn’t want to cause a commotion, but if she won’t play by the rules, then I’ll go to war.”

Gu Yue hesitated for a moment.

Then she said, “Can I ask you something?”

“What?” Xu Zimo asked.

“No matter what happens, please don’t hurt the Palace Master,” Gu Yue pleaded.

“I’ll see how I feel. If she hands over the Nirvana-Fire-Fire Pearl, I won’t hold a grudge,” Xu Zimo said.

As the three left the courtyard, two Divine Envoys immediately stopped them at the gate.

“By order of the Palace Master, you may not leave freely.”

Xu Zimo waved his hand and suppressed them instantly, not bothering with words.

After he left, the two envoys could finally move again.

Their foreheads were drenched in cold sweat, and they swallowed hard in shock.

...

The trio slowly walked to Imperial Heaven Tower.

This was the Palace Master’s residence.

More than a dozen Divine Envoys who tried to stop them had already fallen.

Only seven or eight remained guarding the front.

“Enough, all of you step back,” a cold voice came from within.

The Palace Master walked out slowly, frowning at Xu Zimo.

“What’s the meaning of this?”

“Shouldn’t I be asking you that?” Xu Zimo said. “What was that black-robed man doing? Even in your palace, things happen without your knowledge? Since we’re already here, let’s lay everything on the table.”

Xu Zimo slowly lowered Shadow Tyrant, the blade tip stabbing into the ground, cracks spreading from beneath his feet.

“Hand over the Nirvana-Fire-Fire Pearl, and I’ll let everything go. If I hear a single useless word, I’ll slaughter this entire palace.”

“Such arrogance,” the surrounding envoys roared in anger.

“You brat, do you know where you are? A little power and you think you can do whatever you want?”

The Palace Master slowly lifted her head and gave a faint smile.

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