At this moment, the colossal face that covered the entire Yin Heaven, gazing down upon the immortals, finally spoke slowly.
Its voice was not loud, yet it seemed to explode simultaneously in the depths of every immortal, god, and ghost's soul!
"You are all high ministers of the Heavenly Court."
"The Northern Pole Exorcism Office bears the sacred will of the Great Celestial Venerable. I dare not defy it. But the Evil-Quelling Grand Rite is likewise vast in heavenly majesty, manifesting the heavenly order. I cannot defy that either."
At this point, Great Emperor Fengdu's tone abruptly sharpened. "Otherwise, would I have needed to wait for your Northern Pole Exorcism Office to come? I would have seized Matchmaker God and Meng Po long ago and dealt with the two immortals according to the law!"
"As for Matchmaker God slipping into the Netherworld this time, it was indeed my failure of supervision. I will naturally plead guilty to the Great Celestial Venerable afterward. But at present, I am caught between two sides and truly... cannot intervene."
Those three simple words made Deputy Marshal Tianyou's heart sink.
He understood. The Supreme One did not intend to interfere.
And not interfering meant acquiescence—meant standing with the Earth Division Evil-Quelling Court.
It seemed all their earlier speculations had come true.
Regarding Matchmaker God and Meng Po, that Lu brat must have colluded with the Supreme One and the Earth Division Evil-Quelling Court long ago.
His purpose was likely to find a seemingly reasonable pretext to block their Northern Pole Exorcism Office.
And the crucial point was that the excuse truly was exquisite.
The Earth Division Evil-Quelling Court had the rules of the Evil-Quelling Grand Rite to back it up, with sound reason and evidence.
The Netherworld's Supreme One had the excuse of being "caught