"What's going on?" Zu'an looked down and saw some giants wielding axes to chop down the Jianmu tree. They seemed to be warriors of the Wu tribe, trying to cut off the Jianmu tree to completely sever the Heavenly Court's support.
"Don't worry, the Jianmu tree was born before heaven and earth, it's not so easy to cut down. They're the ones who should be worried now," Xihe sneered.
As expected, mysterious and ancient characters lit up around the Jianmu tree. These were not divine scripts, but rather higher-level Daoist scripts that were born with heaven and earth and contained the great Dao of the universe.
With a flash of light, the giants turned to ashes before they could even scream.
Zu An clicked his tongue in amazement. These Daoist inscriptions were truly powerful, but unfortunately, he couldn't remember them at all, nor could he make copies of them. He figured his cultivation level wasn't high enough, and he couldn't force it.
A burst of light appeared before his eyes, and the three of them had already left Jianmu. He found that he was standing on white clouds. He was worried that he would fall, but after trying it, he found that it was no different from the ground, only a little softer.
He was secretly amazed. This must be the effect of some kind of magic array, but to maintain such a large area as the Heavenly Court, the scale and wonder of the entire magic array were probably beyond his current capabilities.
He looked up and saw a tall heavenly gate in the distance, with flying eaves and brackets. It looked tall and narrow, but he knew that this was just a visual effect. When he actually arrived at the heavenly gate, even the largest creature in the world could be easily accommodated.
Behind the Heavenly Gate, a vast palace complex appears to be built against the mountain, shrouded in mist and clouds, with various celestial birds flitting among the clouds, making it appear even more majestic and sacred.
"Is this the Heavenly Court?"
Arriving at the legendary Heavenly Court for the first time, Zu An was somewhat excited, but he was not in the mood to carefully observe the scenery of the Heavenly Court. Instead, he looked towards the direction of the Heavenly Gate.
I originally thought that there were no gods in the Heavenly Court now, but the scale of the war between the Lich King and the Demon King just now made it seem like the Heavenly Court had mobilized its entire force.
However, at the Heavenly Gate, there is still a group of heavenly soldiers and generals guarding it. In particular, the leader is like a giant iron tower, holding a giant axe that splits mountains, with eyes like lightning, vigilantly scanning the surroundings.
If Zuan and his two companions hadn't intentionally concealed themselves from the start, they probably would have been discovered by now.
"That's Zhao Lingguan, the garrison commander of the South Heavenly Gate. He's known as the most ruthless among the generals of the South Heavenly Gate. I didn't expect him to stay here instead of participating in the great battle. This is troublesome." Xihe looked worried.
"Is he very strong?" Zuan asked curiously.
“He’s very strong. Even if I hadn’t been injured, I might not have been able to defeat him.” Xihe’s expression grew increasingly solemn. “Unfortunately, due to the layout of the Heavenly Palace, this is an unavoidable route.”
The Goddess of Wushan suggested, "Why don't I lure him away, and you can sneak in? After all, I am the daughter of the Crimson Emperor. With this connection, even if we are caught, they won't make things difficult for me."
She no longer has much fighting power; Zu'an and Xihe are more useful in the Heavenly Palace.
Zu An smiled and said, "Actually, it's easy to get in. Is this Zhao Lingguan one of Di Jun's confidants?"
“Indeed, a confidant among confidants, otherwise Dijun would not have arranged for him to stay here.” Xihe nodded.
"That makes things easier." Zu'an secretly complained that Zhuanxu was a complete failure as the Heavenly Emperor, having been completely sidelined by Dijun.
As he spoke, Zu An's figure blurred for a moment, and the next second he had transformed into the appearance of Di Jun.
Upon seeing this, Xihe and the Goddess of Wushan seemed to have been burned and jumped away immediately.
“Don’t be afraid, it’s me,” Zuan said in his original voice.
The two goddesses looked strange, still somewhat incredulous.
Zuan had no choice but to explain the matter of the Lord of All Life and Change, and only then did the two women feel relieved.
"Your skill doesn't look legitimate at all," Xihe couldn't help but complain.
Before Zu'an could explain, Zhao Lingguan had already noticed the unusual situation: "Who's there!"
Almost instantly, a towering figure appeared in front of them.
Zu An's expression turned serious, and he naturally embraced Xi He.
Xihe blushed. She knew the other person was doing this to make it more convincing, so she didn't struggle.
Upon seeing Zu An, Zhao Lingguan's expression changed: "Your Majesty, what are you doing here?"
“Xihe was seriously injured, so I brought her back to heal,” Zuan said calmly.
Zhao Lingguan's expression was somewhat strange. He remembered that Dijun and Xihe had not had a good relationship over the years. Could it be that they had made up completely now?
Zu'an didn't give him time to think and asked first, "Is there anything unusual on Zhuanxu's side?"
Zhao Lingguan was indeed drawn to the attention: "Your Majesty, rest assured, Zhuanxu is currently suppressed by the Zhou Tian Star Array and cannot cause any major trouble."
Zu An was secretly alarmed, but remained outwardly calm: "That's good. You stay here and guard this place. No one is allowed to enter or leave the Heavenly Court except for me. The success or failure of our demon race depends on this."
Zhao Lingguan had originally wanted to ask if his sudden departure would affect the battle, but upon seeing his words, he immediately stood at attention and solemnly said, "Your Majesty, rest assured, with me here, no one can pass through the Southern Heavenly Gate!"
Seeing the other party nod approvingly, Zhao Lingguan couldn't stop smiling. He figured that after defeating the Witch Clan this time, he would probably be able to advance at least three levels.
And so, Zu'an, along with Xihe and the Goddess of Wushan, swaggered into the Heavenly Court.
Seeing Zhao Lingguan still smiling and waving goodbye behind them, Xihe and the Goddess of Wushan both had very strange expressions. What they originally thought was an impossible task was solved by him so easily.
This man is truly unbelievable.
Zuan glanced at a distant star field, where starlight shone brightly and countless planets could be vaguely seen rising and falling. Clearly, Zhuanxu was trapped there.
In a rational situation, rescuing Zhuanxu would have the greatest impact on the overall battle, but Zu'an did not hesitate at all and sped directly towards Dijun's palace.
Regardless of which side wins the Lich War, nothing is more important than rescuing Xiaoxi.
Led by Xihe, the three quickly arrived at Dijun's palace.
There were originally countless defensive formations here, but it would not have been difficult for Xihe to break through them.
Before long, the three of them arrived directly at the main hall.
As soon as you enter the main hall, it feels like you've entered another world.
Outside, the air was filled with ethereal mist and enchanting fragrances, but inside, it was eerie and terrifying, exuding an eerie atmosphere.
The three looked up and saw a pitch-black banner of ten thousand souls floating above them, from which came faint sounds of various mournful and painful cries. The emotions contained in those sounds were enough to unsettle anyone who listened to them.
Countless distorted ghost faces flew out of the banner, but no matter how far they flew, they could not escape the shackles of the Ten Thousand Souls Banner.
Zuan's gaze fell on the altar in the very center, where a frail young girl lay.
At this moment, she seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep, her skin so pale it was almost transparent, and her entire body seemed as if it might disappear at any moment.
"Xiao Xi!" Zu An was both shocked and furious. Di Jun was indeed using her to refine the Ten Thousand Soul Banner.
The girl on the altar trembled slightly, but did not wake up; only a tear slid down her cheek.
The crystal tear fell to the ground, turning into a wisp of black mist that was instantly absorbed by the Myriad Souls Banner in mid-air.
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