Published: March 2, 2025
Until they arrived at the palace complex, Bai finally spoke up to explain, “There are some things I haven’t told you. Now, the sovereign is no longer a threat.”
“And with the sovereign gone, I control all the treasure lands in this world. Here, in the sovereign's former inner sanctum, is essentially just another treasure land... So, I have closed the entry and exit permissions here. No one is allowed to enter except me!”
“In other words, this place is now our lair, our base! And you all are the first residents here.”
“The environment is excellent, with no dangers and no external enemies... except for a few specific locations. You can settle down freely here—the palaces within the complex and the surrounding grasslands can become your new homes. Once I deal with Wen Yu, I will take you all out.”
Bai’s voice was calm, but the meaning behind his words was indeed quite inspiring.
Everyone displayed obvious smiles upon hearing this. Seeing this, Bai also smiled. He left the remaining matters to Caius and Arthur, while he himself flickered and appeared in the Ruler's Hall.
...
The Ruler's Hall was still brightly lit. The walls and floor, once damaged by the aftermath of battle, had long since been fully restored under the effect of the formation.
Everything remained unchanged... except for the people.
The master of this place had already vanished, replaced by Bai, the "despicable" usurper!
But how could one describe this... It’s the victor that takes all. Most matters are indifferent to the means used; what matters is the outcome.
And Bai was clearly the kind of utilitarian who only focused on results. He entered the Ruler's Hall and first glanced at the Heavenly Gifted Stone still standing in the center of the hall, emitting a white light.
The immortal emperor and the sovereign had still not determined a victor...
Moreover, with Bai’s strength, he couldn’t tell how the battle fared or when a winner might emerge. As such, he merely glanced at the Heavenly Gifted Stone before moving to the throne, pressing a mechanism on the throne’s armrest—something not too different from the throne’s mechanism in the Temple of the Void Realm.
Then came a low hum...
The wall behind the throne suddenly split open, revealing a deep, straight passage. Bai was unfazed by this scene; he simply walked into the passage, and moments later, reached the end of the corridor.
At the end was a laboratory.
Compared to the demon lord’s laboratory, it was lacking considerably, but in terms of standards, this place was still far superior to the laboratory in Beijing. However, the key was not in the venue or equipment, but in the people participating in the experiment...
There, two figures were hovering around an operating table, and Tang Haofei lay quietly on the table, allowing the two beside him to perform their work. Only then did Bai’s avatar speak.
“The person has been brought back.”
“Hmm, well done,” Bai’s main body praised without looking back. Then, he saw the avatar blur instantly and then disappear in a flash of light. At this point, Bai finally raised his head and wiped the sweat off his forehead.
“How much longer does the prophet need to complete the transformation?”
“Based on the current progress, it will take about seven more days.”
The prophet—formerly known as old blackskin, now transformed into a sparse-haired, white-haired old man—spoke without looking up. Then, he picked up the scalpel in his hand and thrust it toward Tang Haofei with all his might!
With a light 'thud', the scalpel made of rare metal shattered into pieces, and what should have left Tang Haofei unscathed suddenly had a tiny blood dot seeping from his abdomen...
This was not an isolated incident...
At that moment, Tang Haofei’s entire body was covered with red dots; these dots linked together to form lines, which then constituted a strange and unfinished ancient formation on Tang Haofei's surface!
And Tang Haofei simply lay there with his eyes closed, motionless, as if he were completely dead...