A Hint of Mystery
You Wanxu was also a True Immortal of his generation.
Even if his cultivation was not earth-shattering and unmatched through the ages, it was still peerlessly supreme. Though he had suffered a devastating loss over Tianqi Holy City, who would not fear a True Immortal powerhouse making a comeback?
Yet before Jie Chenhuan, You Wanxu was utterly respectful and deferential, without a trace of an immortal god's bearing.
"Put bluntly, people like Taiyu are merely minor characters," You Wanxu said with a chuckle. "With their shallow insight, they cannot possibly see through the mysteries within. They are no more than duckweed adrift on the water, carried wherever the waves take them. Your true enemies are those supreme powerhouses hidden behind the curtain—figures such as the Buddha Mother, the Five-Passes Devil Lord, the Flood Dragon Demon Great Sage, and the extraterrestrial star gods.
"No, even those powerhouses amount to nothing. The true threat has always been the other Heavenly Kings, and perhaps even that Lord of the Divine Court."
"Good."
Jie Chenhuan uttered a single word: "Good."
At this moment, he had returned to the appearance of that young man in gray robes, seated directly upon the throne at the center of the great hall. He did not look particularly old, yet he carried an air of watching with cold eyes as things withered and flourished, with neither birth nor extinction in his heart, knowing all things to be impermanent.
"You do see things clearly. In truth, many of the opponents in plain sight cannot even be called real opponents to me. The ones who can truly make me feel threatened are naturally the Lord of the Divine Court and the eight great Heavenly King magnates."
This Mofa Heavenly King was arrogant in the extreme. Of course,