Chapter 415: At Least It's Not the Demon Sect's Holy Saint
Things seemed to have gotten… a little too big.
Sensing the sudden heaviness in the air, Luo Wusheng felt a dull ache in his teeth.
The appearance of the young Empress wasn't all that surprising.
After all, with something like this happening in the capital during such a critical period, there was no way the Immortal Nation wouldn't send people to investigate.
And of course, those sent would have to be sufficiently powerful.
But the problem was—
Her Majesty's arrival had come at far too convenient a moment. She had appeared right as the Trial of Ascension Platform was falling and the flood dragon vanished without a trace.
'Who knows when exactly they had arrived? And how long they've been watching… If they only just got here, and didn't see anything…'
Then from the way things looked right now, wouldn't it seem as if he was the one responsible for all the changes on the platform, the very culprit who caused it to plummet from the heavens?
Well… from a certain point of view, that wasn't exactly wrong.
Luo Wusheng's gaze shifted over the two figures across from him.
'Since the Empress herself is here, then the one at her side… should be a Tribulation Crossing Realm powerhouse of the Immortal Nation, right?'
Whether by logical deduction or by the teleportation technique she had displayed upon arriving, Luo Wusheng quickly concluded the old woman's strength—and his headache only grew worse.
Tribulation Crossing Realm expert…
They are not someone he could afford to mess with.
. . . . .
On the other side.
Elder Yun immediately extended her whisk, shielding the imperial-robed and crowned young lady behind her.
Her demeanor toward the blurred figure before her was nothing but cautious.
It wasn't just because of the vision that had appeared in her mind earlier, but also because, during her last spatial shift, her spiritual awareness had covered the range of the Trial of Ascension Platform.
At that time, she had clearly sensed the aura of the blurred figure, as well as that of the flood dragon's true spirit.
But now…
Now she could only sense the blurred one.
Moreover, that figure was shrouded in a strange, unfathomable aura—even she couldn't see through it.
Just what kind of existence was this?
To seize the flood dragon's true spirit with one hand—even as a Tribulation Crossing realm cultivator herself, she wouldn't dare to claim she could do such a thing.
That meant this blurred figure's strength… was above her own?
The Daoist-robed elder's expression grew increasingly grave.
Even standing face-to-face like this, even with her Dao Vision technique active, she still couldn't pierce the mist shrouding him.
His appearance—unclear.
His cultivation—unclear.
Even his current state—unclear.
It resembled the manifestation of a true spirit body… but what kind of secret art could allow someone to seize a flood dragon's true spirit with nothing but a spiritual awareness?
Not even she, using her own spiritual awareness technique, could bear power on that level.
"You—who are you?"
At this point, it was necessary to determine whether this person was friend or foe.
Yes, he had just fought the flood dragon's true spirit. But that didn't necessarily mean he was on their side.
Speaking of which… where was that massive true spirit now?
'The strand that self-destructed in my hands just now was only a minuscule fragment of the whole. Logically speaking, there should still be more of it…'
. . . . . .
While she pondered, Luo Wusheng steadied his own thoughts.
Thankfully, the Immortal Aura's concealment effect was working beautifully—neither of them could discern his identity.
But what now?
If he revealed himself… well, based on his av-watching camaraderie with the young Empress, she should believe him.
'But that Tribulation Crossing old crone doesn't look like someone reasonable… She's still glaring at me. I can't beat her. I can't even beat the Empress she's protecting! Is this really necessary?'
It felt like if he made the slightest move, the old woman would strike immediately.
Luo Wusheng found the situation extremely difficult.
He had no desire to clash with his own Empress. But right now, he truly had no idea what to do.
After the flood dragon had shrunk down, it vanished beneath the Immortal Aura's cover.
Even he could no longer sense anything from it.
Moreover, ever since the pillars of light had vanished, Luo Wusheng suddenly realized something else—
The Immortal Aura guidance he had been able to sense all along was gone.
The connection between the three strands of Immortal Aura had also disappeared without a trace.
At this point, even he couldn't tell what kind of situation he was in.
'That bratty mesugaki who supposedly calculated everything ahead of time… couldn't even bother preparing me a backup plan? I'm screwed…'
Luo Wusheng kept his silence.
But strangely enough, his silence only made Elder Yun even more nervous.
From this attitude… yes, he had fought against the flood dragon's true spirit, but it didn't feel like he was here to help the Immortal Nation!
This wasn't good. She had no idea what his true strength was, or whether she could even hold him off long enough for Her Majesty to activate the formation…
Just as she tensed like a soldier facing a great enemy, the young Empress—who had been wordless since their arrival—suddenly reached out her hand and pressed down the whisk that shielded her.
"Your Majesty?"
The old woman froze, baffled as to what her ruler intended. She shifted her gaze, only to see those phoenix eyes filled with thoughtful light, sweeping slowly over the blurred figure across from them.
One breath.
Two breaths…
Luo Wusheng felt a chill creep up his spine under her stare.
Could the young Empress actually recognize him like this?
Maybe he really ought to just explain things honestly?
After a moment's hesitation, Luo Wusheng finally began to speak.
"I…"
But the moment a single word left his lips, a wave of dizziness slammed into his mind.
The next instant, his blurred figure wavered, twisted—then vanished completely.
. . . . .
Back in the royal capital, the people were finally recovering their senses.
From every street and courtyard, citizens were pouring out of their homes, all making the same gesture—
Tilting their heads up toward the heavens.
"The Trial of Ascension Platform is falling from the sky… Wh-what in the world happened? Was it really smashed down by that one strike?"
"Who was that person? What exactly took place atop the platform?"
"Since the founding of the Human Immortal List, this is the first time such a thing has ever happened, right? The Six Gate Bureau just announced they'll be activating the platform's formation to rebuild the platform… But isn't the contest still several days away?"
"…Could it be that the Human Immortal List is going to start early this year?"
That last comment stirred up a wave of discussion.
"Early? That seems unlikely. There's never been a precedent for such a thing before, and some sects' geniuses might not even have arrived yet."
"Not necessarily. With something this big, most sect elites should have already gathered here. Important events like this usually see people arriving at least a week in advance."
"Not always. I just heard that six years ago, the Demon Sect's Holy Saint showed up at the very last second, stepped on stage, and defeated his opponent with a single finger…"
"You said it yourself—he's the Demon Sect's Holy Saint. If he doesn't stir up trouble, would he still deserve the title?"
Laughter spread around them.
"Haha~ true enough. Ever since he came to the capital, every major event has ended up tied to him. I, for one, am not surprised by anything anymore."
"Hey, that's not fair. Look at this time—it's got nothing to do with him, doesn't it?"
"You're right. At least it's finally not the Demon Sect's Holy Saint. But then… just who was that mysterious person? To seize a flood dragon with one hand, and remembering the recent Netherkin Extermination Operation… could it really have been the hidden Tribulation Crossing senior of our Immortal Nation?"
"Whoever it was, as long as it wasn't the Holy Saint, that's enough for me! If it turns out to be him again, I'll eat my bowl on the spot!"
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