"Hmm, half and half." Mo Yun gave a fairly objective estimate.
"So, if he hadn't been injured, that person from the immortal realm would have been killed by Miss Liu?" Peng Zhen wanted to understand what he hadn't figured out.
"Yes," Mo Yun said affirmatively.
His sense of entitlement almost drove Peng Zhen crazy.
Peng Zhen finally understood: if Liu Lanyan hadn't been injured, that man from the Immortal Realm would have died; if she was injured, it wouldn't have been as simple as death; if the Venerable Lord hadn't arrived, she would have been killed by Miss Liu; if the Venerable Lord had arrived, she would have been killed by the Venerable Lord.
In short, the final outcome for that person in the immortal realm is certain death.
Peng Zhen rubbed his throbbing forehead. Okay, better not think about anything now. Anyway, that person in the Immortal Realm is dead, and the space has been destroyed.
"My Lord, what should we do next?" Peng Zhen asked the most crucial question about what to do next.
The space set up in the demon realm was destroyed, and the immortal realm had no reason not to know.
"If the Immortal Realm joins forces with the Demon Realm to deal with the Monster Realm, things will get complicated." This is the problem that Peng Zhen is most worried about.
Being attacked from both sides is manageable, but if the immortal and demon realms unite, even a supreme ruler wouldn't be able to resolve the situation so easily.
"Join forces?" Mo Yun wasn't worried about this at all. "If the Immortal Realm is willing to swallow its pride, then join forces with the Demon Realm. I'll be waiting."
The immortal realm has always considered itself superior; would it really ally with the demon realm?
That's absolutely unbelievable.
"Lord, was Miss Liu interrupting your trip this time?" Seeing that the Lord had no interest in matters of the Immortal Realm, Peng Zhen had no choice but to change the subject to the Lord's own problems.
Mo Yun stroked his chin, pondered for a moment, and then said, "I think it's better to find that thing. This kind of cultivation might really be too harmful to the body."
Before he could finish speaking, Peng Zhen suddenly collapsed to the ground with a thud.
Mo Yun's brows twitched, and he looked at Peng Zhen with a puzzled expression, asking with concern, "Are you injured?"
Yes, it's still an internal injury.
Peng Zhen really wanted to just reply like that, but did he dare?
With a strong push from the ground, Peng Zhen stood up and said helplessly, "I'm fine, I just lost my balance."
Mo Yun glanced at the flat ground and couldn't understand how someone could fall on flat ground.
"I will send more men to find that thing." Peng Zhen bowed, concealing the awkward and strange expression on his face.
He had advised the Lord countless times to find something that could completely alleviate the Lord's physical condition.
However, the Venerable One never took it seriously and insisted on finding different places of power to cultivate.
With each cultivation session, the Venerable Lord's strength increased, but the damage to his body also increased.
He and An Yi tried to persuade him many times, but to no avail.
This time, there's no need for persuasion at all; the Lord changed his mind on his own.
Could he say that Miss Liu was too great?
After Peng Zhen finished speaking, he turned and left. He really couldn't stay in the Wuchen Palace any longer, and he was afraid that his expression would be too strange and be noticed by the Venerable Lord.
To be honest, I've never gotten so used to Miss Liu.
In any case, the best thing is to stop the Lord from disregarding his own health; other issues are not problems at all.
Peng Zhen was provoked, but the people in the Immortal Realm were no less provoked than him.
"Disappeared?" The people inside the Immortal Palace looked at the disciple who came to report in surprise.
"Not a trace?"
The celestial disciple glanced nervously at the immortal sitting above, pursed his lips, and then mustered his courage to say, "Or perhaps it was destroyed."
"Destroy it?" the immortal above asked in bewilderment.
"There's absolutely no trace of them, not a single fluctuation of power can be detected, we've completely lost all contact." The immortal disciple gritted his teeth and told the whole truth. This wasn't his fault, and even if the immortal venerable was furious, it wasn't his fault.
"How could this be?" The man who had been speaking looked a little older, with a thin scar on his cheek that added a touch of menacingness, but he was also an attractive and handsome man.
The black clothes he wore made him look rather gloomy, which only accentuated his menacing aura.
The celestial disciple looked up helplessly: "Heavenly Venerable, this disciple truly does not know."
"You can't even handle such a small matter, you're truly useless," the Celestial Venerable grumbled disapprovingly.
"Forget it, he's just a disciple of the Immortal Realm, what could he possibly know?" A refined person spoke up, his voice neither hot nor cold, so calming that any anger would be soothed after hearing his voice.
The man sitting next to the Celestial Venerable was much younger than him. His slender figure was outlined in a crimson robe, and his black hair was neatly tied up with a jade crown. He looked like a gentle and refined young master from a prominent family.
"Third junior brother, that's not how it works. How can such a big matter be treated lightly?" The Celestial Venerable glanced at his junior brother with displeasure. His junior brother was too easy to talk to, which allowed the disciples of the Immortal Realm to become more and more presumptuous.
"Senior brother, let's forget it and figure out the situation first," the man in the crimson robe advised.
The celestial disciple glanced gratefully at the Confucian Venerable who had come to his rescue.
"Well, tell me the whole story in detail from beginning to end." After the Confucian Venerable said this, the Heavenly Venerable also suppressed his impatience and asked the disciple of the Immortal Realm.
Upon hearing this, the celestial disciple immediately began to recount the details. After finishing his story, he secretly glanced at the gloomy-faced Celestial Venerable, feeling increasingly uneasy.
"The space just vanished without a trace? Not even a distress signal was sent?" The more the Celestial Venerable asked, the more his brows furrowed. This matter was truly unusual.
The Confucian Master waved to the disciples of the Immortal Realm, who immediately bowed and hurriedly left.
"Your Excellency, what do you think?" The Confucian Venerable did not begin a discussion with the Heavenly Venerable, but instead looked up at a cool and aloof woman in the central seat.
From the very beginning, this woman sat in the hall, but when she didn't speak, it was as if she didn't exist.
It was so serene and cold that it seemed as ethereal as the clouds drifting freely in the celestial realm, blending seamlessly with everything lifeless in the outside world.
"Those who disappear in the demon realm should naturally be questioned by the demon realm." The woman finally spoke, opening her eyes which had been tightly closed. At first glance, those eyes sent a chill down one's spine, as if a bucket of ice water mixed with solid ice and snowflakes had been poured over one's head.
"The Demon Realm?" The Celestial Venerable frowned and thought for a moment, then slammed his fist on the small table next to him. "Could it be that demon god from the Demon Realm?"
The mention of the Demon God filled the Celestial Venerable with rage, and he gritted his teeth with an unfriendly expression.
"Senior brother, calm down," the Confucian master advised from the side. "It may not be the work of a demon god."
"How is it impossible?" Upon hearing that the Confucian Venerable had come to the aid of the Demon God, the Heavenly Venerable was filled with rage and even glared fiercely at his own junior brother.
Stared at innocently by the Celestial Venerable, the Confucian Venerable shook his head with a wry smile: "Senior Brother, I think it's probably not the work of the Demon God."
"How can you be so sure?" The Heavenly Venerable did not believe the Confucian Venerable's words at all, not because he did not trust his junior brother, but because he did not trust the Demon God.
"As we all know, the Demon God has always been protecting the Demon Realm. Even if he discovers that space, he will not take the initiative to make an enemy of the Immortal Realm." The Confucian Venerable did not care about the Heavenly Venerable's impatient attitude. He was already used to his senior brother's style of speaking and doing things.
"Hmm..." The Celestial Venerable pondered for a moment, then suddenly said, "Perhaps, he saw this, which is why he destroyed the space of the Immortal Realm."
The more the Celestial Venerable thought about it, the more he felt that his words made sense. He gently clapped his hands together and said, "That's it! He wanted us to think that it was the Demon Realm that did it, so he destroyed our space so recklessly."
"No way." The Confucian Master immediately denied the Celestial Master's idea, which immediately drew the Celestial Master's angry glare.
The Confucian Master waved his hands repeatedly, smiling apologetically: "Senior Brother, things are not that simple."
"How is it not simple? Tell me." The Celestial Venerable snorted coldly. He had always disliked that demon god from the demon realm.
How dare a mere demon call himself a demon god? Does he deserve to be called a god?
Only that one in the divine realm can become a god.
Most importantly, others call him Venerable Lord, a title traditionally reserved for those in the Immortal Realm.
A tiny demon, does it even deserve to be called?
How shameless!
"If the Demon God wanted to frame the Demon Realm, he wouldn't have used such a foolish method. This kind of thing can be easily investigated. Don't we know to send people to investigate and confront the Demon Realm?"
The Confucian Master said calmly, "As long as we tell the people of the Demon Realm, the Demon God's attempt to frame us will be meaningless."
"This is perfect, it gives him a reason to be an enemy of the Immortal Realm." The Celestial Venerable felt that the Demon God's motives were impure, as he was always eyeing the things of the Immortal Realm.
"What good would it do him to be an enemy of the Immortal Realm?" The Confucian Master disagreed with the Celestial Master's idea. "He has always been protecting the Demon Realm. If the Demon Realm really becomes an enemy of the Immortal Realm, it will not benefit him at all."
"Who knows what he's thinking..." The Celestial Venerable was still somewhat unconvinced and muttered sullenly.
The Confucian Master smiled and did not continue arguing with the Heavenly Venerable. His senior brother was just too impatient.
"Let's go to the demon realm," the Venerable One, who had remained silent until now, said calmly.
"Your Excellency?" The Heavenly Venerable looked at the aloof woman in surprise.
"The Immortal Realm's space has been destroyed, and the Immortal Realm cannot be bullied by others." The Venerable One raised his eyes and looked at the Confucian Venerable and the Heavenly Venerable, and ordered, "Heavenly Venerable, go."
“Your Excellency, I shall accompany my senior brother.” The Confucian Master volunteered, cupping his hands in greeting, “It would also be good to find out what the Demon God is thinking.”
This request was reasonable, and the Venerable One glanced at the Confucian Venerable and nodded in agreement.
The Celestial Venerable muttered to himself, "He's just afraid I have a short temper, humph."
The Confucian scholar smiled and pretended not to have heard the remark.
"Make your preparations. We will depart tomorrow. The Immortal Realm has never been warlike, but we cannot allow ourselves to be bullied for no reason. Do you understand?" His Excellency said solemnly.
"Yes." The Celestial Venerable and the Confucian Venerable stood up together and bowed.
"Yes, go ahead." The Venerable One waved his hand, indicating that the Heavenly Venerable and the Confucian Venerable could leave.
The two of them quietly left.
As the Celestial Venerable walked, he complained, "Junior Brother, you're complaining that I'm reckless again, aren't you? I'm just a little impatient. Would I recklessly disregard the dignity of the Celestial Realm?"
It was clearly His Majesty who sent him, but the Confucian Master volunteered to go along to find out what was going on.
"No, Senior Brother, you misunderstand." The Confucian Master said with a gentle smile, "It's just that the Demon God has been protecting the Demon Realm for so many years, and I would like to see him."
"See him?" The Celestial Venerable looked at him strangely. "What's so special about seeing that arrogant man?"
“I want to find out why he protects the demon realm. If possible, I want him to persuade him to go down the right path, such as joining the immortal realm…” The Confucian Venerable smiled at the Heavenly Venerable.
After a slight pause, the Celestial Venerable suddenly laughed: "Great! If I let him join the Immortal Realm, I'll take him as my disciple and teach him properly."
The Confucian Venerable's suggestion greatly excited the Heavenly Venerable. If that arrogant demon god joined the Immortal Realm and became his disciple, he would teach that demon god what rules were.
Not just anyone can be called a god or a supreme being.
What an unruly fellow.
"We'll see when the time comes. Let's go see him first," the Confucian Master said with a smile. "Senior Brother, let's go back and prepare."
"Yes, that's very good." The Celestial Venerable was in a very good mood, absolutely so.