Luo Qinglan paid no heed to Huiye's words.
She said calmly, "The Moqigan Clan's representative in the Seven-Star Realm is no longer you. It is the Purple Emperor's Princess Consort, Ningbaixue. She obtained Saintess Heqing's token and took control of the Holy Temple."
"Impossible!"
Huiye's expression changed violently.
She immediately exchanged a glance with High Person Yunhai.
High Person Yunhai said gravely, "Don't listen to her alarmist nonsense. The Holy Temple's key is in my hands. Saintess Heqing's token alone cannot grant control over the Holy Temple."
Luo Qinglan's eyes shifted.
An ambiguous smile appeared on her face.
"So the real key is indeed in your hands. You've hidden it well. Now, please hand it over."
"Hahaha..."
High Person Yunhai roared with laughter.
"So you were fishing for information. Unfortunately, knowing changes nothing. Never mind the few of you-even if the Lake-Fishing Old Man descended here, he could do nothing to me."
Then his smile vanished.
He addressed Huiye in a low voice.
"There's no need to waste words with them. Strength will decide who laughs last. Once we kill them all, no one will be left to obstruct us."
With that, he glanced at Chen Lin.
"This man has already completed Seven-Star Fusion. We no longer need the seven Star Emperors' clones. He alone will suffice."
"Attack!"
At that sharp command-
Waves of black light erupted from High Person Yunhai, forming one mystic rune after another.
The runes twisted and transformed constantly. Each seemed to be performing an entire set of secret arts, emitting utterly different energy fluctuations.
Chen Lin narrowed his eyes.
These shifting runes were a manifestation of advanced energy. Jin Sanyuan aboard the Ferry had used them, and the Ghost King Saber of his Chiyuan identity could produce them as well.
But judging by their manifestations,