Jiang Muxue stood there in a daze, not knowing how long she had been there. There was no need to say anything; even without words, it was clear that Ling Zhenfei's fate was sealed.
Who would have thought that even in death, he would find a way to send Brother Zhu out. For a moment, Jiang Muxue was at a loss, not knowing how to face this situation, not understanding why it had come to this.
She felt it was her fault that Ling Zhenfei was in this predicament; her heart was truly filled with guilt. Originally, this hadn't involved Ling Zhenfei at all; she was the one who cried and pleaded him to help cure Brother Zhu.
He agreed to help her, and he did fulfill the promise, though the price was perhaps too high.
At this moment, two more disciples from the Shu Mountain Sword Sect came to carry Brother Zhu away, heading deep into the forest. Only then did Jiang Muxue snap out of her daze and look into the distance.
It seemed she saw the figure of Ling Zhenfei, that handsome silhouette gradually disappearing among the ranks of the foreign races.
The giant once again blocked the humans' line of sight, and now Ling Zhenfei was completely surrounded by the foreign races.
At this moment, Muler said, "As you can see, we've already sent the person over. You can go and help the Flower God now, right?"
Ling Zhenfei replied, "Of course, let's go."
After speaking, Muler led the way in front, taking Ling Zhenfei in the direction of the Supreme Divine Palace.
Beside Ling Zhenfei was a double-headed person following closely, poised to strike with a blade at the slightest disturbance.
Ling Zhenfei had no plans to escape; instead, he intended to seize the opportunity to explore the Supreme Divine Palace.
Originally, he hadn't thought he would get such a chance to enter the Supreme Divine Palace.
As he walked, Ling Zhenfei chatted with Muler, asking, "What illness does the Flower God have exactly?"
Muler replied, "I'm not entirely sure about the specifics; you'll have to see for yourself when you get there."
Ling Zhenfei asked, "If I cure the Flower God's illness, will I be free to go?"
Muler answered, "If you truly cure the Flower God's illness, not only will we not harm you, but you'll also be an honored guest of our Supreme Divine Palace."
Ling Zhenfei said, "It seems the Flower God holds a very high status in your Supreme Divine Palace."
Muler confirmed, "Indeed."
Soon, they arrived outside a palace wall, where Ling Zhenfei saw a line of elemental mages.
Seeing so many elemental mages left Ling Zhenfei somewhat astonished; he knew their power well. If a fight broke out, both humans and foreign races would suffer severe losses.
Ling Zhenfei sighed internally; this must be the capital of the Supreme Divine Palace.
In other words, this place was the decisive battlefield, assembling the strongest human cultivators as well as the most elite troops of the foreign races.
Such an event hadn't occurred since a millennium ago, when the Demon King descended to attack humanity. This marked the first large-scale battle of such magnitude in over a thousand years.
However, the location of the battle had shifted to the Foreign Land. This made things intriguing.
Without a clear target for the Heavenly God Sword, at most, they clashed with a few foreign races.
But all of this changed with the emergence of the Heavenly God Sword twenty years ago.
Because twenty years ago, humans discovered the Heavenly God Sword, setting a clear goal for their current quest.
Humans with a clear goal can be terrifying, but foreign races with a similarly clear goal are equally so.
Thus, Ling Zhenfei witnessed such a scene: one group sought the Austen Divine Sword, while another resisted, even devising numerous plans to eliminate the humans entirely.
Ling Zhenfei believed this was a strategy leading to mutual destruction, with no victors in sight.
War harbors no victors, only eternal grudges.
When this battle concludes, the enmity between humans and foreign races will only deepen.
If they ever set foot in the Foreign Land again, it would surely be a fight to the death.
Following Muler through a gateway, Ling Zhenfei arrived in a different realm.
This was a place dominated by a colossal palace, the same massive structure Ling Zhenfei had observed from afar.
Soon, someone came to greet them, "Brother Muler, how could you bring a stranger here? Who is this?"
Muler responded, "There's no need for you to concern yourself. Just focus on your duties."
Ahead, a group of people appeared. Judging by their looks, they were cultivating on a platform, practicing some kind of cultivation technique.
Their gazes were filled with curiosity regarding Ling Zhenfei's arrival. Ling Zhenfei's attire and aura were distinctly human.
However, they merely glanced at Ling Zhenfei and dared not ask more; these were junior disciples, possessing little strength.
Under Muler's guidance, the two of them directly entered the grand hall, which was expansive.
The hall exuded an overwhelming sense of grandeur, its interior height reaching at least a dozen meters, creating an awe-inspiring scale.
Considering the formidable foreign races—of all kinds, possibly including those very tall ones seen earlier—it's no wonder they needed such a large venue for assemblies.
Within the grand hall, many individuals were deliberating matters. The moment Ling Zhenfei entered, he felt an intense pressure; the atmosphere was overpowering.
There were many people inside, and even the weakest among them were cultivators at the Pursue Heart State.
There were even elemental mages present, who noticed Ling Zhenfei the moment he entered, though curiously, they seemed not to see him at all.
However, Ling Zhenfei clearly felt several Divine Senses sweeping over him, realizing that the Concealment Pill on him worked, which is why his presence was felt immediately after emitting a strand of Northern Spiritual Energy.
This allowed them to easily perceive Ling Zhenfei's presence.
Muler led Ling Zhenfei over, saluting one of the figures, "Master, I have returned."
Muler addressed an elderly figure with a monkey-like face, draped in a voluminous robe, an apparent sign of his seniority.
This person was likely in a position of authority here, and his aura made Ling Zhenfei uneasy.
The monkey-faced man examined Muler and asked, "How goes the situation?"
Muler replied, "Everything proceeded smoothly; we successfully drove the opponents out of the forest."
The monkey-faced elder nodded, "Very well, proceed with the plan as arranged."
As he spoke, the elder's gaze fell upon Ling Zhenfei, remarking to Muler, "Impressive, capturing such a formidable prisoner."
Muler seemed somewhat embarrassed, "It's like this, Master. I captured this individual unexpectedly while he was treating someone."