Outside the Heaven Dou Imperial Palace, the Imperial Guards had long since received their orders. They let Prince Xue Xing, who had hurried over, pass without the slightest obstruction.
Prince Xue Xing moved quickly, still deeply worried. The moment he stepped into the magnificent golden court hall, an utterly oppressive and grave aura rushed over him. He instinctively slowed his pace and swiftly swept his gaze across the hall.
At the center of the great hall, the atmosphere had already become razor-tense.
A middle-aged man in a snow-white divine robe embroidered with intricate golden patterns stood with his hands behind his back, his expression so gloomy it seemed water could drip from it.
His icy gaze was fixed on Emperor Xue Ye atop the dragon throne. Faint waves of the formidable Soul Power of a peak Rank 89 Soul Douluo emanated from him, making many ministers in the hall catch their breath.
This man was none other than Salas, Spirit Hall's Platinum Bishop stationed in the Heaven Dou Empire!
"Your Majesty Xue Ye! Spirit Hall needs an explanation! Why will you not permit Spirit Hall's army to enter Heaven Dou City and avenge Elder She Long?"
"Send an army into Heaven Dou City? Bishop Salas! Do you know what you're saying?"
Emperor Xue Ye likewise stared darkly at Salas before him.
Send an army into Heaven Dou City? Were you really here to avenge She Long? Did you take me, Emperor Xue Ye, for a fool?
Faced with Emperor Xue Ye's fury, Salas showed no fear. Instead, he stepped forward, his tone becoming even colder and more forceful. "It seems the Heaven Dou Empire is determined to shield the New Interception Sect and openly make an enemy of Spirit Hall?"
He had been certain Emperor Xue Ye would not dare