Chapter 938: The Wind Sweeps the Tree Shadow into a Corner of a Black Robe
As she spoke these words, her expression was calm and indifferent, yet it radiated an incomparable confidence and power.
She was the princess of the Western Continent, the Empress of the Demon race, and had already become a Saint many years ago.
Tianhai had died atop the Tian Shu Ridge, Yin had returned to the Star Sea, the Southern Holy Maiden had followed Su Li to the Holy Light Continent, and of the Five Saints, only she and White Emperor remained.
Without a doubt, she and White Emperor could be considered among the strongest in the current world.
Even if White Emperor were in seclusion, fighting alone against Bie Yanghong and Wuqiong Bi, it wasn't certain she would lose.
Not to mention that this was the bank of the Red River, and within White Emperor City were countless powerful Demon race experts; with just a single command from her, they would surge forth like a tidal wave.
"Empress, you misunderstand."
Bie Yanghong said, "My wife and I never harbored any hope of killing you today. We only want to take Mu Jiushi away and ask her a few questions."
Hearing this, Mu Jiushi's small face turned pale, and she dared not respond.
Madam Mu smiled and said, "You want to take my youngest sister away, ask a few words about Young Master Bie's final testament, and then what?"
Wuqiong Bi could no longer contain her emotions and said harshly, "If she cannot provide an explanation, I will naturally tear her limb from limb!"
Madam Mu's smile faded as she looked at Bie Yanghong and said, "Do you think I would agree to that?"
Bie Yanghong said, "You should be well aware that I have the ability to hold you off for a period of time. During that time, it will be enough for my wife to do what she intends."
Madam Mu stared at him silently for a long time, then suddenly burst into laughter.
Her laughter echoed through the cliffs and the sea of clouds, carrying no hint of joy, only unyielding strength and indifference.
"I think, Master Bie, you are also mistaken."
Madam Mu's smile vanished as she looked at him and said, "I have never once thought about protecting Xiao Shi."
Bie Yanghong's gaze sharpened slightly. "What does the Empress mean by that?"
"It is said that I was banished from the Western Continent by the Imperial Uncle. For hundreds of years, countless people have felt wronged on my behalf—Tianhai, Old Yin—but they don't know that I left willingly. All of my skills were actually taught to me by the Imperial Uncle. To me, he was both teacher and father, the person I respect most."
Madam Mu said expressionlessly, "You killed him. Naturally, I must avenge him and kill you all. I have not considered any other possibility."
Bie Yanghong fell silent.
Given the strength of him and Wuqiong Bi, while it was difficult to directly kill Madam Mu, or even to detain her, the reverse was also true.
Unless she had an ally.
The question was, who would help her?
The Azure-robed Guest was dead, and the Western Continent's conspiracy had already been exposed.
He and Wuqiong Bi, as the protectors of the human race, had come to avenge their biological son. Even Shang Xingzhou would not step forward under these circumstances.
Moreover, they had arrived so swiftly that White Emperor City surely had no time to set any traps.
The sea breeze came from beyond the sky, unceasing, and the two layers of clouds high above and beyond the cliff churned endlessly without dispersing.
The cloud hole that Bie Yanghong and Wuqiong Bi had torn open earlier was gradually sealed. The sky's light was withdrawn, leaving the cliff in deep gloom.
On the edge of the cliff stood a tree, minuscule compared to the giant tree on the cliff where the little black dragon was imprisoned.
The tree cast a shadow.
In such dim light, the tree's shadow should have been very faint, but instead, it gradually deepened.
The little red flower hanging on his pinky sensed something. It whistled through the air, pointing sharply at the tree, on high alert.
Bie Yanghong looked at Madam Mu and said, "The Empress's ambition and boldness are truly terrifying."
"The Imperial Uncle insisted on setting a trap to kill Chen Changsheng, thereby inciting internal strife in the Zhou Dynasty. But I knew it wouldn't be easy and would likely fail."
Madam Mu said calmly, "Since that was the case, it was only natural to prepare some contingencies in advance."
Bie Yanghong sighed.
He had made countless preparations in advance, deducing with his Heavenly Mind for a long time, yet he still hadn't outmaneuvered her.
He said to Wuqiong Bi, "If I can find an opportunity to cut open a passage later, you leave first. I will follow."
Hearing this, Wuqiong Bi felt an inexplicable shock, wondering what had happened.
Even if Madam Mu was stronger, the two of them fighting together could still contend with her. Why be so pessimistic as to speak of defeat before even fighting?
If that were the case, why had they torn through the clouds for ten thousand miles to come to White Emperor City?
Wuqiong Bi was violent and crude by nature, but she was still a Divine Domain expert. With a single thought, she understood what was happening and looked toward the tree on the cliff.
The tree's shadow on the ground grew darker and darker, gradually turning into ink, as if it were becoming a black cloth.
The wind from the Western Sea stirred the leaves at the treetop, and also stirred the shadow on the ground, as if lifting a corner of a robe.
It was a real robe corner.
That robe was black.
It trembled slightly in the wind.
A figure appeared beneath the tree, entirely shrouded in a black robe.
Wuqiong Bi's face turned somewhat pale.
Bie Yanghong's expression was exceptionally grave, more serious than ever before.
He knew that he and his wife were facing the most dangerous situation of their lives.
Because they were about to confront the most terrifying opponent aside from the Saint Empress Tianhai.
The cliff fell into dead silence, not a single sound, not even the wind.
The black robe swayed gently in the breeze, giving off an eerily sinister feeling.
Looking at this legendary Demon race military strategist, even Mu Jiushi felt a deep terror and retreated to a distance.
Bie Yanghong looked at Madam Mu and said, "You have actually colluded with the Demon race. Does White Emperor know? Do the Demon race elders know?"
Madam Mu said calmly, "You are the first person to see this with your own eyes."
Bie Yanghong said, "Have you ever considered that if this matter becomes known, how can you continue to be Empress?"
Madam Mu said, "Matters of White Emperor City are none of your concern."
Bie Yanghong said, "Or are you confident that this matter will not be known to others?"
It was very difficult for him and Wuqiong Bi to kill or even defeat Madam Mu, and likewise, it was very difficult for the other side to kill them.
Even if Madam Mu was a Saint, even if the helper she had summoned today could be called the most mysterious and terrifying Demon race military strategist on this continent.
Killing a Divine Domain expert was not an easy task.
Back on the cliff-top platform of Nanxi Zhai, the Azure-robed Guest had died because the situation had turned abruptly; he had gone from being the schemer to being caught in the scheme, severely underprepared.
But even in that situation, Bie Yanghong and Wang Po had suffered severe injuries to kill him.
Madam Mu was indeed powerful, and the Black Robe was certainly terrifying, but after the Tian Shu Ridge incident, Bie Yanghong had gained new insights and his realm had risen again.
He believed he could hold them off for a moment.
Just a moment, or even the slightest opening, and he would have the chance to send out a warning.
The Demon race might be colluding with the Demon race—such a major event would inevitably shake the entire world.
No matter how tense the confrontation between the Great Zhou court and the National Religion, or how fierce their struggles, they would have only one attitude toward such a matter: resolute suppression.
All the experts would rush here—whether the heads of the great clans, the sect master of Li Mountain Sword Sect, or Wang Po.
Even Daoist Shang Xingzhou might personally make a move.