The visitor was an elderly man with gray hair.
He wore a royal robe, and his aura Divine Sea Realm Eighth Level cultivator pressed down on the sky.
The gray-haired old man landed beside Shen Qianyue, and with a flick of his sleeve, he dispersed the approaching palm print.
" The Blood Baleful Intent Tower's reach has gone too far."
He swept his gaze over the three masked assassins, his voice cold and sharp.
"This is the Imperial Palace of the Great Qian."
"You won't be allowed to come and go as you please!"
Shen Qianyue seized the opportunity to take a healing pill.
As the medicine took effect, he suppressed his surging blood and qi, and held the silver spear horizontally in front of him again.
The three masked assassins also stopped their attack.
They did not panic, nor did they retreat.
The three of them each occupied a different direction, still surrounding the gray-haired old man and Shen Qianyue in the middle.
The appearance of a Divine Sea Realm Eighth Level elder was enough to temporarily change the situation.
Chu Yunfei didn't continue reading.
He turned and walked back to the palace, with Ling Xueyao following closely behind.
"Did you discover something?"
"Their purpose tonight is to confirm whether your father has been cured of the poison."
Chu Yunfei strode towards the dragon bed, piecing together the unusual events at the auction with the reactions of the three assassins.
" Han Kui and the people from the Cangyun Sect spied on the private room, forcing your identity to be exposed."
"That man in black robes deliberately inflated the price of the Soul-Consolidating Origin-Returning Pill, not to acquire the pill itself."
"He's been watching to see how much you're willing to pay for that pill. The more anxious you are, the more it proves how important that pill is."
Ling Xueyao recalled the black-robed man's reaction before he left, and her gaze gradually turned cold.
The other party didn't care at all who ended up with the Soul-Consolidating Origin-Returning Pill.
What he wanted to see from beginning to end was simply her attitude.
"At the time, I was only focused on saving my father, and I overlooked this point."
"It's not your fault."
Chu Yunfei arrived before the dragon bed.
"From the moment we returned to the capital, we've probably been watched. Even if you didn't go to the Pill Pavilion yourself, the person responsible for purchasing the pills will still be investigated."
Ling Xueyao looked at Ling Zhantian, who was still absorbing the medicinal power.
"Since they want to confirm the Emperor's condition, let's stall for time until all the other retainers arrive and the royal family gains the upper hand. Then we can find a way to keep them here."
Chu Yunfei shook his head.
"The three men with golden masks are merely pawns on the surface."
"If Blood Baleful Intent Tower dared to let them into the inner palace, there must be powerful figures secretly helping them."
"If the fighting continues, the royal family will only be exposed more, and the news that your father has been cured of the poison may also be exposed."
Ling Xueyao turned to look at him.
Do you have a way to get them to leave voluntarily?
Chu Yunfei looked at the dissipated gray-black poisonous fog in the hall and lowered his voice.
"They wanted to see the answer, so we gave them an answer."
"As long as the Soul-Devouring Nether Poison remains in the Poison Palace, and your father remains unconscious, they will naturally achieve their desired outcome."
Ling Xueyao immediately understood what he meant.
"But you've already removed all the toxins."
"The remaining poisonous fog inside the palace has been cleared away. Where can we find the same poison in such a short time?"
Chu Yunfei raised his right hand.
The Divine Cauldron of Heavenly Mandate did not manifest; only a very faint layer of dark gold patterns swept across the palm of my hand.
After removing the Soul-Devouring Nether Poison, he suppressed all the toxins into the Divine Cauldron Space, and had not yet had time to completely refine them.
This is exactly the kind of product that comes in handy right now.
"You can go out now."
"Do not approach the palace."
Ling Xueyao glanced at his palm but didn't ask any further questions.
Since Chu Yunfei was able to remove the Soul-Devouring Nether Poison, he must also have the means to preserve the toxin.
All she needed to know was that this method would fool the Blood Baleful Intent Tower.
"I am right outside the formation."
"If there is any danger, activate the jade tablet immediately."
Ling Xueyao left the palace.
Chu Yunfei raised his hand and placed it on the edge of the dragon bed.
The first layer of spiritual energy barrier enveloped Ling Zhantian's physical body.
The second layer isolates the air.
The third layer seals off any gaps where the toxic fog might seep in.
Only after confirming that Ling Zhantian was completely isolated from the outside world did Chu Yunfei activate the Divine Cauldron of Heavenly Mandate.
Within the Divine Cauldron Space, the compressed Soul-Devouring Nether Poison slowly cracked open.
A gray-black poisonous mist surged from Chu Yunfei's palm.
The poisonous fog did not approach the dragon bed, but instead spread outwards along the outer edge of the three layers of barriers.
The ground, corners of the walls, and the outer hall.
In just a few breaths, the entire palace was once again shrouded in a gray-black poisonous fog.
The nine ancient bronze lamps were stimulated, and their flames flickered violently.
Chu Yunfei controlled the concentration of the poisonous fog, releasing only a portion sufficient to evade divine sense detection.
A small amount of toxic gas seeped out along the cracks in the roof.
The remaining toxins were always kept three zhang away from the dragon bed.
After doing all this, Chu Yunfei stepped out of the array.
At this time, the other three palace attendants had also arrived.
Chu Yunfei came to Ling Xueyao's side and looked up at the sky.
"Has everyone arrived?"
"All five royal retainers are here."
Ling Xueyao lowered her voice.
The first gray-haired old man to arrive was named Zhou Xuancheng, at the Divine Sea Realm Eighth Level.
"You've already met Sun Meng. The other two are Zhao Yuangeng and Wang Zhenshan."
Chu Yunfei looked towards the battlefield.
Sun Meng's attacks were the most ferocious, each palm strike aimed directly at the golden-masked assassin's vital points.
Wang Zhenshan, wielding a thick-backed sword, launched a wide-ranging and powerful attack, joining forces with Zhou Xuancheng to suppress an assassin at the Divine Sea Realm Eighth Level.
Zhao Yuangeng also made a move.
But he always left himself some room for maneuver in every attack.
There was no obvious sign of them holding back, and they never actually got close to the three masked assassins.
Chu Yunfei glanced at it a few times before looking away.
At least under the current circumstances, all four elders are hindering the Blood Baleful Intent Tower.
It was no longer possible for the three masked assassins to break through their defenses.
Strangely, the three of them still did not retreat.
Even their formation remained intact.
Chu Yunfei's brows slowly furrowed.
There's a problem.
Ling Xueyao turned her face to the side.
What's wrong?
"They've already lost their chance to break through the defenses, yet they're deliberately delaying."
Chu Yunfei stared at the three masked assassins.
" The Blood Baleful Intent Tower is always decisive in its actions."
"If the probe fails, they should retreat immediately and not stay here waiting for more powerful members of the royal family to arrive."
Within his sea of consciousness, Xiaoxiao Dragon suddenly spoke.
"Hey kid, look up there!"
Chu Yunfei suddenly looked up.
His pupils constricted after just one glance.
Ling Xueyao followed his gaze.
A figure in purple robes appeared in the sky above the palace.
There was no fluctuation of spiritual energy.
There was no sound of air being cut.
Even the outer array didn't react in the slightest.
The man stood silently in the moonlight.
The purple mask on his face gleamed with a cold, eerie light.
The previously chaotic battlefield suddenly fell silent for a moment.
Zhou Xuancheng's palm was still filled with cyan spiritual energy, and upon seeing the purple mask, his five fingers tightened sharply.
Sun Meng looked up and subconsciously took a half-step back.
Wang Zhenshan lowered the thick-backed battle sword in his hand slightly.
Zhao Yuangeng stood at the back of the crowd, his breath catching in his throat.
Purple mask.
The symbol of the Blood Baleful Intent Tower's deputy leader's status.
Ling Xueyao's hand holding the sword suddenly turned white.
During the battle on the Cloud-Chasing Boat, the Blood Baleful Intent Tower only dispatched one Golden-Masked Assassin, yet it nearly killed her and Chu Yunfei there.
Now, in order to test the Emperor's situation, not only were three masked assassins dispatched at once, but even the Deputy Master himself appeared.
Chu Yunfei took half a step forward, blocking Ling Xueyao's path.
The purple-faced deputy lord did not look at the five royal retainers.
He also ignored the injuries on the three masked assassins.
His gaze swept past the crowd and landed directly on the black palace that was once again shrouded in poisonous fog.
A few breaths later.
The purple-faced deputy landlord raised his right hand.
Palms down.
The Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi within a radius of several hundred feet simultaneously ceased to flow.
There was no vortex of spiritual energy, nor any astonishing display of power. Yet, when that palm descended, it was as if a layer of the sky above the deep palace had collapsed out of thin air.
A hundred-foot-long palm print instantly solidified.
It crashed down on the black palace with a deafening roar!
Xiaoxiao Dragon's fierce shout exploded in Chu Yunfei's mind.
"You brat, get out of the way! He's at the Dao Mysterious Realm!"
The moment the words "Dao Mysterious Realm " rang out, Chu Yunfei had already moved.
He took a step and stood beside Ling Xueyao.
He wrapped his arms around her waist and lifted her up in his arms.
Chu Yunfei!
Ling Xueyao only had time to call out his name.
The Divine Movement Art has been activated to its maximum potential.
A shockwave erupted beneath Chu Yunfei's feet, leaving only two overlapping afterimages in place. In a few flashes, the two had already left the palace gate and traversed nearly a hundred feet.
Ling Xueyao instinctively wrapped her arms around Chu Yunfei's shoulders.
A terrifying pressure came from behind.
Her chest felt like it was blocked by a boulder, and she could barely breathe.
The spiritual power of Heavenly Origin Realm Ninth Layer was completely ineffective against this force, and even the fingers holding the sword lost sensation.
Chu Yunfei was also feeling bad.
Before the pressure of the Dao Mysterious Realm had truly descended, his meridians were already throbbing with pain, and the afterimages created by the Divine Movement Art shattered one after another.
Slow down just one more breath.
Both of them will be struck by that palm print.
Just when the hundred-foot palm print was only a dozen feet away from the palace.
A cold snort suddenly echoed from the deepest part of the palace.
"Presumptuous!"