Deep in the night, along the corridor outside the palace gates, palace lanterns lit one after another with the approaching footsteps.
Wherever the footsteps reached, soft pale-yellow light shone there as well.
Bai Shanxin trembled all over, staring fixedly at the approaching figure.
"You!!"
Emperor Dingyuan shoved aside the long bench and rose from before the large desk in the imperial study.
Even his usually composed face could not help but show sharply contracting pupils at this moment.
"Mado."
His gaze fixed directly upon the newcomer.
The man wore moon-white monk's robes, with a face like carved jade and a tall, slender frame. He was none other than Mado, Great Moon's sole supreme Grandmaster.
"Only a few insignificant Buddhist juniors died, yet even you were alarmed?" Emperor Dingyuan clenched his hands.
Since Mado had appeared here, in the very heart of the imperial city—
it meant he was confident he could handle the imperial family's hidden trump cards.
It meant that after Great Moon, the entire world would undergo earth-shaking changes!
"No wonder. No wonder you cared about nothing! So this was where you had been waiting for me!" Emperor Dingyuan understood in an instant.
No wonder Mado had completely cast aside all worldly matters these past years and devoted himself solely to arduous cultivation.
"It seems the deaths of eight Buddhist Grandmasters have made even you unable to sit still. Have you come here today to utterly destroy the decades of peace in Great Moon!?" Bai Shanxin strode forward with a stern expression and sharp voice, blocking Emperor Dingyuan.
Mado paused slightly and stood where he was.
"This poor monk came only because the time has come."
Before his words had faded—
his figure flickered, crossing dozens of meters and leaping before Bai Shanxin.
He extended one finger.
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