Ancestor Linghe was a Peak Holy Lord expert, and he had some connection with the Nine Mysteries Holy Lord.
But clearly, this level of friendship was not enough to make the Nine Mysteries Holy Lord back down.
Mo Chenxiao's expression was indifferent. Even if it were the Ancestor Linghe in person, he wouldn't be afraid, let alone just a token.
"This is clearly a blatant disrespect."
Gu Changfeng's hand tightened slightly as he gripped the token, and his ears turned faintly red.
He was unwilling to go that far, but the more the Nine Mysteries Holy Lord acted this way, the more certain his suspicions became.
If Han Xuanji truly has no problems, why would the Nine Mysteries Holy Lord go to such lengths to obstruct him?
This isn't a matter of "no spots available," it's clearly a sign of guilt!
He was determined to go in and find out the truth.
Gu Changfeng gritted his teeth, finally ceasing to conceal his true feelings, and said in a deep voice:
"Since His Holy Lord is determined not to compromise, then this junior has no choice but to ask an elder to intervene."
After he finished speaking, he suddenly crushed the token.
A beam of clear light shot into the sky, and just moments later, an indescribable pressure slowly descended from the depths of the void.
The oppressive aura wasn't intense, yet it made people instinctively want to bend over, as if the entire sky had shrunk in that instant.
The air in the hall seemed to freeze. An old and blurry figure appeared behind Gu Changfeng, looking down at him. His face was obscured, but his all-seeing eyes gazed at him calmly.
" Mo Chenxiao, if the junior wants to investigate, why not let him investigate?"
The figure spoke, and the voice echoed in the hall like an ancient bell.
Seeing his ancestor manifest his divine power, Gu Changfeng felt much more at ease, and his face showed more confidence.
Han Xuanji didn't react at first.
He thought that at most Gu Changfeng would bring up Gu Household Ancestor Linghe of the Gu family, who was at the Peak Holy Lord. His own master, the Nine Mysteries Holy Lord, at least dared to show his face. At most, the matter would just be a stalemate, drag on, and eventually be left unresolved.
But then he glanced at his senior sister and master's expressions and realized the seriousness of the problem.
Upon closer inspection, the aura was completely different from that of Holy Lord.
It was devoid of any trace of human presence, yet it was heavier than the entire Nine Mysteries Palace.
He couldn't even see the other person's face clearly, but he felt that the world seemed to shrink as the person stood there.
This is not the Holy Lord.
The one who arrived was actually a Holy Saint King!
"Good heavens, it must be the Saint Venerable Wangdao."
Han Xuanji showed no outward sign of distress, but his heart was in Surging Waves.
He had seen many Holy Lord- level incarnations and had even fought against the young Li Xiaoyao through projections, but this was the first time he had ever truly faced a Saint King, even if it was just a wisp of thought.
He couldn't help but feel a little nervous, especially worried that someone of that kind might see through his many secrets at a glance.
After all, his background and the system he possessed were his greatest trump card, and also the things he couldn't reveal to others.
But he soon realized he was overthinking it.
The Saint Venerable Wangdao merely glanced at him indifferently, without lingering for even half a breath, before landing on Mo Chenxiao.
Even if a junior of an Eternal True God has some talent, it's not enough to make the Saint King give him a second glance.
Moreover, in the eyes of outsiders, the Nine Mysteries Holy Lord is actually the true "mastermind behind the scenes".
Even so, the atmosphere in the hall had completely changed.
Mo Chenxiao's usual laziness disappeared; he slowly sat up straight and became serious.
Even if the Saint Venerable himself is present, it is not his place as an Eternal Holy Lord to presume upon such a grand gesture.
Leng Qianshuang stood to the side, her brows furrowed, her fingers unconsciously tightening around her sleeves.
She had followed her master for many years and had seen Mo Chenxiao deal with people, but today's scene had exceeded the usual scope.
Who would have thought that this matter would cause such a huge mess?
She secretly glanced at Han Xuanji, only to find that her junior brother had somehow concealed all his aura, neither uttering a sound nor showing the slightest panic, simply standing there quietly.
He remained calm and did not lose his composure.
Leng Qianshuang was taken aback, and the tension in her heart inexplicably eased a little.
Gu Changfeng reversed his previous dejected state. As soon as the aura of the Saint Venerable Wangdao pressed down, he seemed to be injected with renewed confidence.
He straightened his back, no longer showing the cautious restraint he had before.
With the Saint Venerable Ancestor in front of him, he no longer looked at Han Xuanji, but stepped forward, cupped his hands in greeting to Mo Chenxiao, and his tone became more assertive, as if he had gained a powerful backer:
" Your Holy Lord, I am merely following the rules. I hope Your Holy Lord will be lenient."
If the Nine Mysteries Saint Realm truly has no problems, then investigate it to clear Brother Han's name."
Mo Chenxiao raised his eyes, glanced at Gu Changfeng, then looked at Saint Venerable Wangdao, and suddenly smiled.
He slowly rose from his seat, straightened his cuffs, and spoke in his usual unhurried tone, but this time, every word seemed to be squeezed out from a stone:
"Since His Saint Venerable has come in person, I naturally dare not fail to give the Spirit of the Saint Realm some face."
But His Saint Venerable is a pillar of our Sacred Court; surely he wouldn't force me to break the rules of the Nine Mysteries Saint Realm just for the sake of a junior?
This quota, if it is said to be limited to a thousand years, then it is limited to a thousand years.
"If the Gu Household family wants to investigate, it's not too late to come back in the next millennium."
He glanced at Han Xuanji out of the corner of his eye, wanting to see what this disciple looked like.
He had expected Han Xuanji to lose his composure, but when he looked over, he saw that Han Xuanji was still standing in the same spot, his back straight. It wasn't that he was completely without pressure, but despite the Holy Lord's oppressive aura, he didn't show the slightest fear.
Gu Changfeng was stunned. Before he could process any more emotions, another aura suddenly rose up in the hall.
The aura arrived extremely quickly, like the sky suddenly collapsing, forcefully pushing back the previous oppressive force.
Immediately afterwards, a gentle yet authoritative voice rang in everyone's ears, carrying a hint of a smile but with an undeniable authority.
"Old Gu, you're not qualified to scare my grand-disciple."
As soon as he finished speaking, the figure of the Holy Venerable Tianming stepped out from the void.
He did not reveal his true appearance, but simply stood casually in front of Han Xuanji and Mo Chenxiao. Although his aura was not released, it was like an insurmountable chasm, forcing the aura of the Gu Household patriarch to shrink back.
With the arrival of the two Saint Venerable at the same time, the atmosphere in the hall instantly became extremely tense.
Gu Changfeng's face turned deathly pale, and the illusory image of the Gu Household patriarch remained silent for a moment before speaking in a deep voice:
"You want to interfere with Tianming too?"
The Holy Venerable Tianming chuckled, glanced at Han Xuanji, and then slowly looked at the Gu Household patriarch:
"I'm not interfering in anything; I'm just here to see who's putting on airs in front of my grand-disciple."
Furthermore, the Arbitration Sacred Hall may investigate if it wishes, but it must follow the rules.
"If you want to bully the weak on my territory, feel free to try. I won't hesitate to take action."
The Saint Venerable Wangdao looked at Mo Chenxiao calmly, without getting angry or saying a word.
But that one glance made the temperature in the hall drop even further.
Obviously, someone who has reached this point cannot be deterred by a simple sentence.
Who's afraid of who?
Han Xuanji stood behind Mo Chenxiao, taking in everything, while quickly weighing the current situation in his mind.
To be honest, he didn't expect things to escalate to this point.
It's likely that the forces behind Chi Yuan played a significant role in this.
Seriously, are these people so sure they can find his problem?