Chapter 14503 Cooperation
Chapter 14503 Cooperation
Moon Maiden...
Ling Xiao remained silent for a moment, the image of that lonely yet powerful figure flashing through his mind, before finally nodding firmly: "Although I don't know what level she has reached now, I think... she can!"
"Are you sure?" the Lord of the Silent Realm pressed.
"I'm sure." Ling Xiao's tone was resolute.
The Lord of the Silent Realm nodded slightly, said no more, and looked at the gray-robed old man beside him: "Go and prepare."
The old man in the gray robe accepted the order and quietly withdrew.
Ling Xiao looked at the Lord of the Silent Realm: "How much do you know about the true strength of the Holy Temple?"
The Lord of the Silent Realm sighed softly, a shadow passing over his exquisite face: "Before this, I thought I had glimpsed the tip of the iceberg. But now it seems... we probably know nothing about its true strength."
She looked at Ling Xiao, her tone more serious than ever before: "Now, we can only hope that the Moon Maiden you speak of truly possesses the power to contend with or even crush the Holy Temple. Otherwise, my intuition tells me... that we are all doomed."
Moon Maiden...
Ling Xiao turned around and looked at the endless void outside the hall, the words of the black-robed man as he left echoing in his mind.
"Find the Demon Sect's treasures by any means necessary!"
Clearly, in the black-robed man's judgment, only by finding that treasure could the crisis be resolved! This deepened his fear of the Holy Temple.
This is why he wanted to contact the Moon Maiden. If he could get in touch with her, it would be much safer, since he had no clue whatsoever about the Demon Sect's treasure.
Just then, the gray-robed old man returned, followed by four mysterious figures shrouded in wide black robes and with their faces covered in black veils.
The four approached the Lord of the Silent Realm and bowed respectfully.
The Lord of the Silent Realm nodded slightly: "Let's begin."
The leader of the black-robed men turned to Ling Xiao, his voice hoarse: "We request that the Overlord Emperor provide a portrait of her."
Ling Xiao nodded, and with a thought, he quickly sketched in the air using his spiritual energy. Soon, a lifelike portrait of the Moon Maiden materialized, exuding a cool and aloof aura, and standing alone in the world.
Four men in black robes immediately stood around the portrait, forming a strange formation. They formed hand seals and chanted incantations. Ancient and obscure incantations rang out, and the surrounding space began to distort and tremble slightly.
Om-!
The spiritual portrait suddenly ignited without fire, transforming into a strange silver flame. Within the flame, the simple image no longer appeared, but rather a vast starry sky emerged, dotted with countless stars, deep and boundless.
There is a reaction!
Ling Xiao's spirits lifted, he held his breath, and his gaze was fixed on the starry sky within the ball of flames.
Time ticked by, and the starry sky within the flames shifted rapidly, as if performing a long-distance spacetime positioning. Stars and starfields were swept past…
After about fifteen minutes, the rapidly changing scene suddenly slowed down, and finally settled on a strange and distant part of the starry sky.
There, against the backdrop of endless stars, a blurry... human figure can be vaguely seen.
Within the flames of the star map, the blurry figure gradually became clearer, and it could be vaguely discerned that it was a woman dressed in a plain-colored long dress!
is her!
Ling Xiao's heart pounded wildly, his eyes fixed on the flickering flames, wishing he could immerse himself completely in them and see them more clearly.
However, at this crucial moment...
boom!
The silver flame that held the distant connection trembled violently without warning, then exploded with a deafening roar! Countless tiny sparks, like startled fireflies, scattered and flew in all directions, eventually extinguishing themselves in the cold air of the hall.
The hall fell into a deathly silence, and everyone was stunned.
"What's going on?" Ling Xiao suddenly turned his head and looked at the Lord of the Silent Realm, his tone filled with undisguised urgency.
The Lord of the Silent Realm frowned slightly, turning her gaze to the four black-robed figures whose auras were waning.
The leader of the black-robed men took a deep breath, his voice growing increasingly hoarse: "Your Majesty...we...we cannot see into that area!"
"What do you mean?" the Lord of the Silent Realm pressed.
"That person... seems to be in an extremely special area." The man in black robes organized his thoughts, his tone filled with disbelief. "That space is not only infinitely far away from us, but the spatial plane it is in... its level is so high, and its laws so strange, that it completely exceeds the limits of our secret techniques! Forcibly trying to peer into it will only result in a backlash."
Can't spy!
These four words were like ice water poured over Ling Xiao's heart. He fell silent, his fists clenching unconsciously.
The Lord of the Silent Realm remained silent for a moment, then looked at Ling Xiao again: "Emperor Batian, do you have any other methods to contact her?"
Ling Xiao slowly shook his head, a bitter look on his face: "No."
Seeing this, the Lord of the Silent Realm waved his hand gently, with a hint of weariness: "Alright, you may all leave now."
Four men in black robes and an old man in gray robes bowed and quietly left the hall.
At this moment, only Ling Xiao and the Lord of the Silent Realm remained in the hall.
"What are your plans next?" The Lord of the Silent Realm broke the silence first.
Ling Xiao did not answer directly, but instead asked, "Now that the Holy Temple has shown its fangs, why not take advantage of the situation and annihilate us? What are they afraid of?"
The Lord of the Silent Realm's eyes flickered slightly, and he pondered, "According to my speculation, there are two things he is wary of. First, it is you, Ling Xiao, and those few elusive beings behind you; second... it may be the Sword Sect."
"Sword Sect?" Ling Xiao raised an eyebrow. "Are the Holy Hall and the Sword Sect enemies?"
“Most likely.” The Lord of the Silent Realm nodded. “Although I can’t be completely certain, the Sword Sect acts mysteriously and has been hiding for many years. It’s very likely that they are avoiding the Holy Hall’s sharp edge. There must be some entanglement between these two major forces that we are unaware of. You might try to contact the Sword Sect. If you can win them over, they could be a great help.”
Ling Xiao nodded: "That's exactly what I was thinking."
Having said that, he looked directly at the Lord of the Silent Realm and asked the question that had been lingering for a long time: "So... Lord of the Silent Realm, what exactly is your attitude?"
To this day, he still finds the attitude of the Lord of the Realm somewhat ambiguous and difficult to discern.
Upon hearing this, the Lord of the Silent Realm smiled, her eyes sparkling: "Your words, Emperor Batian, are truly chilling. From beginning to end, haven't I helped you, Emperor Batian, both openly and secretly, enough?"
Ling Xiao was slightly taken aback, then smiled and clasped his hands in a fist salute, saying, "I misspoke. In any case, I will remember this kindness. I hope the Lord of the Silent Realm will take the time to investigate the movements of the Holy Hall."
The Lord of the Silent Realm's smile vanished, replaced by a serious expression. "Of course. You must also be careful. If the Holy Temple doesn't move, all is well; but if it does... it will likely unleash a thunderous force, a force capable of destroying the heavens and the earth!"
"I understand!" Ling Xiao nodded emphatically. "Take care!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he turned and strode away, his back view resolute.
After Ling Xiao's figure completely disappeared, the gray-robed old man appeared behind the Lord of the Silent Realm like a ghost, and said with great concern, "My lord, after this incident, the Holy Temple must now regard us as a thorn in their side."
