area51novel Chapter 82 The Lord of the Second Palace 1
Chapter 82 The Lord of the Second Palace 1
Rakshasa City, the main hall of the Great Rakshasa Palace.
Above the dome, divine light flowed, and ancient Rakshasa clan divine runes traversed the hall. The hall was already packed, with numerous Rakshasa clan elders at the Boundless Realm and leaders of various powerful forces gathered. Those too busy to attend in person sent a wisp of their divine soul to sit solemnly within the hall.
The entire hall exuded an aura as deep and ancient as the starry sea, and Emperor Luo Yan sat upright on the imperial throne, as imposing as a mountain.
His dark red imperial armor was still stained with the lingering star blood and smoke of battle, and divine marks from the fighting remained between the gaps in the armor plates. Although his aura was slightly fluctuating, there was no trace of his previous state of being seriously injured, on the verge of death, or dejected and defeated. Instead, he exuded the grandeur, majesty, and cold sharpness befitting a great emperor. His gaze swept across the room like a heavenly blade descending upon the world, making the air in the entire hall almost freeze.
Once the hall was completely silent, Emperor Luo Yan spoke slowly, his voice not loud, but carrying the unique weight and majesty of an emperor, echoing in every corner: "Everyone, the mastermind behind this has revealed himself."
He paused, a cold glint flashing in his eyes: "Previously, I feigned serious injury and kept quiet in order to lure the snakes out of their holes and expose the traitors hiding within my Rakshasa clan who were colluding with the dark forces. Now that the truth is out, there is no need to hide anymore."
As soon as he finished speaking, Emperor Luo Yan sighed softly. In that sigh, there was disappointment, coldness, and an indescribable heaviness.
"Even I never expected that the person who stirred up the storm, orchestrated countless ages, and planted the seeds of disaster in the very foundation of the underworld would be the God of Fortune and Prosperity of the Temple of Destiny, who is also the chief of the Quantity Organization, the Quantity Emperor."
As soon as he finished speaking, the main hall shook violently.
"The Emperor of Kuiliang? The God of Fortune and Prosperity?"
"How could this be... The God of Fortune and Prosperity has always been gentle and compassionate, guiding all gods and bestowing blessings upon the three races. How could he be the leader of the Liang Organization?"
A cacophony of shouts rose and fell, the gods' expressions shifting dramatically, a mixture of astonishment, shock, and disbelief swirling within them. The God of Fortune and Prosperity had cultivated in the underworld for a long time, renowned for his compassion, fairness, and gentleness; even many Rakshasa deities had received his favor and guidance. That such a figure was actually a treacherous villain lurking deep within the organization—how could this not send chills down one's spine?
Emperor Luo Yan coldly observed the various expressions in the hall, his heart filled with icy indifference.
He could see clearly that among the crowd, several figures had shifty eyes, slightly disordered breathing, and subconsciously suppressed their spiritual fluctuations, clearly indicating that they were already restless. These people were all spies planted by the God of Fortune and Prosperity in the upper echelons of the Rakshasa clan, deeply entrenched and already infiltrated into the very core of the Rakshasa clan. Today, he was going to scrape the bone to remove the poison, uprooting them completely.
Emperor Luo Yan's voice suddenly turned cold, like ice falling from the heavens: "The betrayal of the God of Fortune and Prosperity by the realm and his defection to the enemy is enough to awaken us, but what chills me even more is that among the high-ranking members of my Rakshasa clan in the Boundless Realm, there are quite a few who are secretly colluding with the Liang Organization. As pillars of the clan, they are betraying their own people, passing on messages to Emperor Liang and stirring up internal strife!"
His gaze was like lightning, fixed on the several powerful deities below, whose cultivation had reached the limitless realm.
"King Qu, Lord Tianmo, Lord Yanyu... Gentlemen, now that things have come to this, what else do you have to say to me?"
The faces of those whose names were called turned deathly pale, and their souls trembled violently.
The deception had been exposed, and there was no longer any possibility of concealment. They exchanged a glance, their eyes revealing a fierce glint. Their divine power suddenly erupted, and they were about to tear apart the space of the main hall, break through the divine city's great formation, and escape.
"Trying to leave?"
Emperor Luo Yan remained indifferent, tapping his fingertips lightly.
"Buzz~"
The Heavenly Star Wheel traversed the void, and countless Rakshasa divine runes rose from all four directions of the palace, connecting with the protective runes of the entire Rakshasa Divine City to form an endless sealing domain. Space froze, the Great Dao was locked, divine power was suppressed, and divine souls were sluggish. The moment those powerful beings of immeasurable strength made a move, they were forcibly frozen in place, unable to move.
Ling Che stood silently to the side, remaining like an outsider.
Seeing the group suppressed by the great formation, a glint flashed in his eyes. Without making a sound, his vast spiritual power spread out like a boundless ocean, transforming into countless cold and intricate chains of runes. Formless and intangible, they precisely locked into the depths of the group's souls, directly sealing their souls and cutting off all their possibilities of self-destruction, telepathy, or having backup plans.
The men instantly turned ashen-faced, utterly powerless to resist. They collapsed to their knees on the cold jade bricks of the temple, tears streaming down their faces, desperately kowtowing: "Great Emperor, spare us! We are innocent! We have no connection whatsoever with the Liang organization; we were framed!"
"Injustice?"
Emperor Luo Yan's voice was as cold as an abyss frozen for eternity: "Fifty thousand years ago, the Great Luo Divine Palace was attacked, and all my concubines and children perished. From that day on, I outwardly secluded myself to recuperate and appeared listless, but secretly I investigated every clue one by one. You thought that I was seriously injured and dying, and that my power had fallen into other hands, so you acted recklessly, colluding with foreign enemies, eroding our clan's power, and plotting in secret... Over the years, the flaws you have revealed have piled up like a mountain."
"If the Rakshasa clan wants peace, you must die." Each word was like a knife, resolute and unwavering, leaving no room for negotiation.
Those powerful figures were terrified upon hearing this, knowing that Emperor Luo Yan was determined to settle scores. They immediately disregarded everything and scrambled to the side to the Snow Sea Emperor, kowtowing repeatedly and pleading for mercy, hoping that the Snow Sea Emperor would spare their lives out of consideration for their past friendship and power struggles.
But to their utter surprise, the Snow Sea Emperor merely looked down at them coldly, his tone indifferent and ruthless: "Things have come to this, why bother with further sophistry? As pillars of the Rakshasa clan, you colluded with the powerful organization, deceived your superiors and subordinates, and even secretly instigated me, sowing discord between me and the Great Emperor, plotting to seize power within the clan. Such actions deserve ten thousand deaths, and death is no pity."
A few words were spoken lightly, yet they plunged the group into an abyss of no return.
Those powerful figures froze on the spot, their faces blank, as if they were about to spit out a mouthful of blood.
In all honesty and justice, they did have secret dealings with the Liang Organization, but the whole power grab was initiated by Emperor Xuehai himself, who actively sought them out and tested them. They were merely going along with the flow and feigning cooperation. Now, with a single, casual remark, Emperor Xuehai has pinned all the blame on them, while transforming himself into a loyal, deceived, and innocent minister, completely absolving himself of any wrongdoing.
Ling Che, watching from the side, sighed inwardly and almost applauded his father-in-law's methods.
Without making a sound, he cleared himself of any blame and shifted the responsibility, thus saving face for the emperor while completely distancing himself from the traitor. This was truly brilliant.
Emperor Luo Yan naturally saw through the situation, but he merely glanced at Emperor Xuehai without saying anything more. Some things are better left unsaid. The immediate priority was to eliminate the traitors and stabilize the Rakshasa clan.
As for those traitors...
Emperor Luo Yan waved his hand, his tone indifferent: "Emperor Jun, take them to the forbidden area of the Tianluo Divine Kingdom, keep them under strict guard, and await trial."
The words "awaiting trial" were uttered casually. But everyone in the hall knew that these people wouldn't survive the night.
Ling Che shook his head slightly, feeling a little regretful.
Those are several powerful figures at the Boundless Realm of Heaven and Earth. Their physical bodies, divine sources, divine souls, and divine hearts are all the most exquisite resources in the world for refining weapons, crafting treasures, and nourishing the body. If they fall into his hands, with a little refinement, he could forge one or two top-tier divine artifacts, and even enhance several of his avatars, greatly increasing his strength.
Unfortunately, this is an internal purge within the Rakshasa clan, and he cannot interfere.
The loss of several powerful beings at once would inevitably cause a significant drop in the overall strength of the Rakshasa clan, shaking the very foundation of the clan. Fortunately, the Rakshasa clan has the Heavenly Mother behind them. As long as the Heavenly Mother remains standing, the Rakshasa clan will not be truly crippled, nor will they be allowed to be devoured by other clans.
After the traitor was eliminated, the atmosphere in the main hall became slightly quiet.
Emperor Luo Yan withdrew his imperial aura, his expression turning solemn as he looked at Mo Lian and Emperor Xue Hai: "What are your thoughts on Haotian's personal arrival in the Boundless Divine Sea at this time?"
The Snow Sea Emperor's face immediately darkened, and his tone was filled with obvious anger: "The Seventy-Two Lotus must be colluding with Haotian! Why did Haotian appear at this time of year instead of earlier or later? The rumors are not false. The Seventy-Two Lotus must be connected with Haotian."
Originally, the powerful figures of the Hell Realm, having sensed the anomaly in the Rakshasa Starfield, had all set out to provide support. However, the sudden arrival of Haotian, the Lord of Heaven, in the Boundless Divine Sea sent shockwaves through the entire Hell Realm's upper echelons. Yan Renhuan, Qing Cang, and other giants of the Hell Realm decisively changed course and headed straight for the Boundless Divine Sea's defenses.
In their eyes, the Battlefield of the Boundless Divine Sea was a matter of life and death for the entire Hell Realm, far more important than the already exposed Kui Liang Emperor. Moreover, with the Undying War God, the Undying Blood Clan Elder, Emperor Luo Yan, and others gathered in the Rakshasa Starfield, their lineup was truly impressive, more than enough to suppress Kui Liang Emperor.
No one expected that the Seventy-Two Lotus Blossoms would suddenly appear from the river of time.
That being, who had reached the pinnacle of the Way of Time, broke through all the seals and reversed spacetime with a single move, catching Ling Che and his group off guard and forcibly rescuing the God of Fortune and Prosperity, causing all their plans to fall apart.
For this reason, the gods of the underworld almost instinctively regarded Haotian's appearance as a secret conspiracy between him and the Seventy-Two Lotuses and the Liang Organization.
Ling Che nodded slightly and echoed, "What the Emperor says makes sense. The timing of Haotian's appearance in the Boundless Divine Sea is too suspicious, and it must be related to the Seventy-Two Lotus. The rescue of Kui Lianghuang is like releasing a tiger back into the mountains, which will cause endless trouble. We must take precautions as soon as possible and reorganize our plans."
Emperor Luo Yan nodded slowly: "The old patriarch of the Undying Blood Clan and the Undying War God have returned to the Winged World and begun to clean up the internal network and influence left behind by the God of Fortune and Prosperity within the Undying Blood Clan."
At this point, he sighed slightly: "The God of Fortune and Prosperity himself has half the bloodline of the Undying Blood Clan. He has cultivated deep roots within the Undying Blood Clan for many years, and his network of connections is extensive and far-reaching. From the great clan leaders of various tribes and the Blood God of War to many true gods and false gods, they all have ties with him. If he is not careful, it will cause turmoil within the clan and damage its very foundation."
Upon hearing this, Emperor Xuehai remained silent.
The Undying Blood Clan is difficult to deal with, but the Rakshasa Clan will only be more troublesome.
The God of Fortune and Prosperity is of royal blood from the Heavenly Luo Divine Kingdom and has a deep connection with the Rakshasa clan. For hundreds of thousands of years, countless Rakshasa deities have received his favor, guidance, or become his disciples. Moreover, the Heavenly Sound Goddess is currently Emperor Luo Yan's most favored consort, and she is also a genuine descendant of the God of Fortune and Prosperity, having been apprenticed to the God of Fortune and Prosperity.
This relationship was enough to make Emperor Luo Yan hesitate and feel extremely troubled. Ling Che remained calm and looked at Emperor Luo Yan on the throne, a hint of pity flashing in his eyes.
First came the upheaval at the Great Luo Divine Palace, where his wife and children were all tragically killed and his entire family was annihilated. Later, he married the Heavenly Sound Goddess, with whom he shared deep affection, but in the end, he was merely a pawn planted by the enemy.
Luo Yan's life was full of ups and downs, which can be described as quite tumultuous.
However, Ling Che had no interest in delving too deeply into the internal affairs of the Rakshasa clan at the moment.
The great purge, the great reckoning, the execution of people, and the reshuffling of power were matters for Emperor Luo Yan and Emperor Xuehai to worry about; he already had other plans in mind.
With the identity of the Fortune God Venerable Kui Lianghuang exposed, the Fortune God Palace will certainly be investigated. Its treasures, divine medicines, artifacts, cultivation techniques, scriptures, and resources are piled up like mountains, making it a supreme treasure trove. Now that he is the new Fierce and Terrifying God Venerable, he deserves a share of the spoils, both morally and logically, based on his merits and contributions.
Seize the opportunity to plunder and loot; don't miss it.
With his mind made up, Ling Che did not linger any longer. He stepped forward to bid farewell to Emperor Luo Yan and Emperor Xue Hai, then took his wife's hand and boarded the divine chariot that had been prepared beforehand. He activated his divine power, pierced through the starry sky, and hurriedly headed towards the Temple of Destiny...
Meanwhile, deep within the core of Hell Realm, in the No Return Forest Starfield.
The World Tree of Destiny is rooted in the endless void, its branches extending for countless billions of miles, and each leaf of the World Tree is a great world.
At this moment, the entire Realm of Destiny was in a state of panic and fear.
The news that the God of Fortune and Prosperity was actually Emperor Kui Liang swept through the entire Temple of Destiny and the ten races of Hell like a tidal wave. The once prosperous and prestigious Temple of Fortune and Prosperity suddenly became the target of everyone's hatred, and everyone avoided it like the plague.
In a holy city within the Forest of No Return, Qing Peiwei stood atop the starry sky. She was once the previous generation's goddess of the Temple of Destiny, born into the Judgment Division. With a resolute heart and decisive actions, she has now attained godhood and is ordered to exterminate all cultivators from the Palace of Fortune and Prosperity who are connected with Emperor Kui Liang within the Forest of No Return.
With a single palm strike, the divine radiance shattered.
A lower-level god from the Undying Blood Clan and the Fortune Palace was severely injured on the spot. His divine body cracked, and his expression was filled with disbelief, resentment, and despair. He begged for mercy in a low voice.
Qing Peiwei remained calm, but a slight sigh escaped her lips.
This true god had once guided her in her cultivation, so they could be considered half-teacher. But now, their positions were opposed, and the God of Fortune and Prosperity had been proven to be the Emperor Kui Liang, whose sins were heinous. Anyone involved would be punished. She was powerless to do anything about it, and she could not show favoritism.
This is an ironclad rule jointly established by all the high-ranking members of the Temple of Destiny, and no one can violate it.
Qing Peiwei waved her hand gently, signaling the judge behind her to take out the God-Locking Chains to capture and seal him. Then she took out the Heavenly Pivot Needle, activated her divine sense, and continued to search for other hidden cultivators of the Fortune and Prosperity Divine Palace.
The core of Destiny Domain.
The Supreme Ruler's unparalleled Dharma form, a million miles tall, stood between heaven and earth, like an ancient god or demon, suppressing the entire divine city. His aura was vast and unfathomable, inspiring awe and reverence. The moment the identity of the God of Fortune and Prosperity was exposed, he swiftly sealed off the Divine Realm of Destiny, blocking all entrances and exits.
The God of Death and the God of Wrath also returned to the Divine Realm of Destiny. Their two towering Dharma images hung high above the Divine Realm, their auras crushing the starry sea, causing all gods to kneel in worship and all paths to submit.
The Venerable Judge's voice boomed: "Deity of Death, most of the gods of the Fortune and Prosperity Palace have been apprehended. The remaining minor figures have also been pursued separately. The overall situation is settled. Can the blockade of the divine realm be lifted?"
Feng Caiyi's gaze was indifferent, her tone calm yet unquestionable: "Interrogate them all rigorously and examine them carefully. Regardless of whether they are truly colluding with the Liang Organization, they will all be sent to the Starfield Battlefield to atone for their crimes and observe their future conduct."
The Wrathful God nodded slightly, offering no objection.
The downfall of the God of Fortune and Prosperity was a devastating blow to the Temple of Destiny.
First, the Ferocious God Venerable died in battle, causing the temple to lose a pillar of strength. Now, the Fortune God Venerable's true identity as the King of Measure has been exposed, causing the Temple of Destiny's reputation to plummet, internal turmoil to ensue, and factional divisions to split. Even though Mo Lian has agreed to return to the Temple of Destiny, it will be difficult to immediately repair this heavy blow, let alone restore his former dominant position.
The most urgent task is to quickly re-elect the master of the Fortune and Prosperity Palace to stabilize the hearts of the lower three tribes.
For hundreds of thousands of years, the God of Fortune and Prosperity had ruled the Fortune and Prosperity Palace and was the highest authority of the three lower races in the Temple of Destiny. Now that he has fallen from power, the three lower races will certainly not give up such a crucial position in the Temple of Destiny and will definitely elect a new God of Fortune.
Although Mo Lian is incredibly powerful, his position as the son-in-law of the Snow Sea Emperor and a relative by marriage with the Rakshasa clan makes him too entrenched in his own interests, making it difficult for him to gain the support of the others. The three lower clans will inevitably unite to nominate a strong individual with a clean background, sufficient strength, and the ability to represent the interests of all three clans.
Even with its powerful position, the Temple of Destiny had to make compromises to balance the various forces, quickly quell the turmoil, and stabilize the temple's foundation.