Any so-called conspiracy was utterly powerless before absolute strength.
As for the Backstage Manipulator, Liu Yun's strength was still intact, so he planned to watch how things unfolded.
In the time that followed, the Zhu Yuan Realm operated as normal. Liu Yun and the others went about as they should, as though they had forgotten all about the Heavenly Lord matter.
However, the consciousness phantom of the Red Hall, Hall Master of the Heavenly Lord Battlefield, did not let Heng Xuan off.
According to the original Domain Rule Consciousness arrangements, Heng Xuan had been the best candidate for the Hall Master Fruit Position, the puppet candidate.
Unexpectedly, she had lost the battle for Heavenly Lord, and the Hall Master Fruit Position had been obtained by a White-Haired Youthful Old Man.
Although its ultimate goal had been achieved, the Domain Rule Consciousness that had developed self-awareness was unwilling to accept it. In a fit of rage, it intended to punish Heng Xuan.
The day had originally been a clear sky for ten thousand miles when a massive maw suddenly tore open in the sky. Thunder rumbled, startling the living beings of the Zhu Yuan Realm into scattering in all directions and trembling in fear.
Crack! A bolt of Rule Divine Thunder suddenly descended from the sky, crashing toward the Inner Hall of the Floating Palace.
Inside the Inner Hall, Liu Yun was being affectionate with Heng Xuan. Hearing the commotion, the two immediately stopped.
"Emperor Venerable Realm, what is this?" Heng Xuan frowned.
Liu Yun sensed it for a moment, then let out a scornful laugh.
"Wouldn't it be better for you to carry out your realm-controlling plan properly? You just had to provoke This Seat. You're truly courting death!"
Crack! The divine thunder pierced through the Floating Rule Formation and