"Is today's Heavenly Court different from the Demon Tribe Heavenly Court of back then?"
Lu Ya looked at Zhen Yuanzi, his face full of bewilderment.
Although he had already become the Lord of the Heavenly Court, he had only just assumed the position and still knew very little about its mysteries.
Aside from his failed attempt to wield the Heavenly Court's fortune, Lu Ya knew practically nothing about it.
Zhen Yuanzi's words left Lu Ya utterly baffled.
"Although I never joined the Demon Tribe Heavenly Court, I lived through that era myself. My understanding of it is no less than yours."
A nostalgic look appeared on Zhen Yuanzi's face.
Back then, he had still had an old friend by his side.
But that old friend's disposition had ultimately brought a fatal calamity upon him.
It was precisely for this reason that he was filled with hatred for the man in the Purple Cloud Palace.
When Hongjun finally handed the primordial violet qi to Hong Yun, hadn't he simply wanted to see him die?
Back then, in the Purple Cloud Palace, Hong Yun had given up his seat to the Sages of the Western Lands, allowing the two of them to eventually attain Sagehood.
The karma involved was so immense that the Sages of the Western Lands would have had to pay an enormous price to settle it.
And in Zhen Yuanzi's eyes, hadn't Hongjun, who owed the Western Lands an immense karmic debt, simply used Hong Yun's life to settle that debt?
But none of what lay behind this could be discussed with outsiders.
Zhen Yuanzi still knew exactly how much he weighed.
If he truly faced Hongjun, even eight hundred of him would not be enough.
"I understand that. But what's different about the Heavenly Court now?"
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