Seeing Lu Chen frozen in place, utterly motionless.
Great Emperor Fengdu gave a scornful laugh. "What, did I truly guess right? So your claim of inviting me to act was false, while your real aim was to use nether currency to pave the way—then combine it with your uncanny ritual, borrowing the rift between me and the Northern Pole Exorcism Office in an attempt to contend against them. That was your true, all-encompassing scheme, was it not?"
Cold sweat streamed down Lu Chen's forehead.
The Sovereign had indeed guessed eight or nine out of ten.
He simply had not expected the Sovereign to be this restrained.
In his original plan—
Since Great Emperor Fengdu had not hesitated to send out an avatar to Heavenly Court to save him, the Emperor presumably did not fear violating the heavenly laws with His authority.
Thus, for the sake of the Netherworld's grand cause, He would most likely turn a blind eye.
He would allow Lu Chen to recruit underworld soldiers and generals in the Netherworld, standing in equal opposition to the Northern Pole Exorcism Office.
And, by making use of Lu Chen's reckless antics, He could vent the resentment from that old grudge.
After all, for Great Emperor Fengdu to personally demand that the name Fengdu Black Code be revoked, one could see just how fierce that open and covert struggle of years past had been.
Moreover, Great Emperor Fengdu was so resistant to being called an avatar of Emperor Ziwei—there was much to savor in that as well.
Logically, given Emperor Ziwei's supreme authority over the Three Realms, even Great Emperor Fengdu ought to seek His favor.
As an avatar, He should have been open and aboveboard about it. Why avoid it so fiercely?
Yet between those two great immortals, their grudges