The discussion at East Arrival Pavilion in the Luoyi Imperial Palace was not as solemn as Ye Zhen had imagined.
On the contrary, Benevolent Sovereign Ji Long wore plain clothes. In the entire East Arrival Pavilion, apart from Benevolent Sovereign Ji Long and Grand Supervisor of the Inner Palace Yu Chaoen, there was not a third person.
Benevolent Sovereign Ji Long was exceptionally affable today. He first granted Ye Zhen a seat, then carefully questioned him about many matters concerning the Human-Demon Battlefield and their maneuvers through the Devil Race's heartland.
As Ye Zhen answered each question, he recalled the secret agents of the Heavenly Patrol Division and the Secret Directorate that he had previously discovered within the Zhenhai Army. A bad premonition rose in his heart.
Then, Benevolent Sovereign Ji Long's questions confirmed Ye Zhen's premonition.
Sure enough, there were no walls in this world that did not leak wind, nor was there any shortage of people with ulterior motives.
No matter how carefully Ye Zhen had concealed his actions on the Human-Demon Battlefield and within the Devil Race's heartland, someone had still noticed.
After all, from a conventional standpoint, the feat accomplished by the Zhenhai Army should have been impossible.
The Devil Race was not stupid. Otherwise, it could not have faced Great Zhou for a hundred thousand years and grown ever stronger.
"I have heard that Lord Ye possesses a Small World that can be carried with him, freely traverse the void, and contain a vast number of living beings?" Benevolent Sovereign Ji Long asked, staring steadily into Ye Zhen's eyes.
Great Zhou did not lack Small Worlds capable of containing vast numbers of living beings. On the contrary, it had many.
There had been so many Dao Realm experts and Saint Sacrifices who had passed away