Immortal Palace, Strange Fortress
Hearing this, Ying Wuji's heart trembled. He had not considered this crucial point. If the Outer-Realm Demon Star had truly been refined by someone and brought back into this world, it would inevitably trigger upheaval beyond anyone's imagination.
"So," Heavenly King Huanglou said gravely, "never overlook these factors. Ninth Mofa is no simple character. His schemes run deep, with the perils of mountains and rivers in his chest and the depths of a walled city in his heart. If he had merely relied on Lord of the Divine Court's favoritism, he could never have so easily suppressed us all and become the most powerful giant in the Divine Court."
"If that is the case, then wouldn't all our calculations go down the drain?" Ying Wuji could not help asking.
"Scheming is one thing. Accomplishing the deed is another..." Heavenly King Huanglou smiled. "When you scheme against others, how do you know that others are not scheming against you? The future changes in ten thousand ways. Until one is seated at the very end, who can guarantee that they will be the final victor?"
Meanwhile, on the Western Continent, the plans of the new pope, Jie Chenhuan—also known as the Mofa Heavenly King—were proceeding step by step.
Tianqi Holy City had likewise drawn the attention of countless people across the Western Continent. The holy city had organized a grand assembly, and many young masters from across the continent, young experts who had cultivated profound divine abilities, would join it to take part in this round of selection trials.
Duluo Immortal Palace was a tremendous opportunity. Whoever could seize it would have a chance to ascend to the heavens in a single step.
Most young experts were exceedingly confident in themselves. They believed they possessed great destiny,