MTLNOVEL Chapter 2867 - 1519: The Voice of a Frog in a Well Sounds Flustered, The Evil Arrow Executes the Saint and Shoots Across the Vast Cold
Chapter 2867: Chapter 1519: The Voice of a Frog in a Well Sounds Flustered, The Evil Arrow Executes the Saint and Shoots Across the Vast Cold
At this moment, Dao Xuanji actually couldn’t guess whether Ai Cangsheng truly disbelieved or was feigning ignorance.
If it had been Yue Gongli who returned, she swore she would not say any unnecessary words.
But Ai Cangsheng…
She had no personal grudge against him.
Even if he had a good relationship with Dao Qiongcang and wanted to take his side, it wouldn’t be worth tearing her face off with him over such a trivial matter.
They were both people of the Holy Divine Palace, both in high positions, both aware that some matters were compelled by circumstances.
He should also know that he couldn’t kill her.
Because of “Path”!
But the Ten High Nobles were unreasonable, and there were too many impulsive people among them, so even though Dao Xuanji carried the surname Dao, facing that arrow aimed at her, she truly became afraid.
There was no room for error.
Previously, Xu Xiaoshou had already slain two of her bodies; if she died again now…
If all three demi-saint incarnations died, she could only sit with her true body on the perilous throne of the Hallmaster of the Holy Divine Palace. How was that different from standing naked and exposed before the world?
One careless move could lead directly to a sudden death!
Dao Xuanji dared not speak further, fearful that Ai Cangsheng would tremble with irritation.
She raised her hands above her head to show that she had no threats or intent of resistance, while her eyes slanted towards Elder Yu.
“Calm down! Calm down!”
Elder Yu jumped up from his seat, no longer daring to watch from the sidelines.
Dao Xuanji’s glance was like she wanted to flay him alive, and further observation would likely lead to retribution after the fact.
“Surely, I couldn’t be Little Dao in disguise, right? You can believe me, right?” Elder Yu chuckled, pulling out his signature fishing rod and twisting his toes as he rolled up the cuffs of his pants.
“Yes, Ai Cangsheng, I, too, can vouch that she is not Dao Qiongcang,” the Ninth Divine Priest finally found an opportunity to insert a word, lifting his foot as he spoke… and putting it back in its original place.
To quench a fire is one thing.
When the Evil Sin Bow was drawn full-circle, Elder Yu had no desire to step forward as a shield, nor did the Ninth Divine Priest dare to come any closer.
The one closest to Ai Cangsheng was still a pile of rotting flesh beside the wheelchair.
The rot squirmed slightly, an eyeball within glancing upwards, not daring even to groan, knowingly ceasing all minor movements.
The Saint Hall was deathly quiet; those on the ground crouched, and those on the walls stayed put, their hearts pounding like heavy drums, daring not to make the slightest motion.
Ai Cangsheng glanced at Elder Yu, and the Evil Sin Bow slightly relaxed.
“Huh…”
Dao Xuanji exhaled softly, her hands just beginning to lower.
“Buzz!”
A ripple passed through the space.
The Evil Sin Bow, which seemed to be lowering, was instead pulled even tighter!
“Calm down! Calm down!”
Dao Xuanji’s hands were once again raised by an intangible force, and Elder Yu reeled backward with a tingling scalp.
He dared not babble any longer, his robe billowing as Holy Power surged within him.
“Woo—”
Sacred Mountain Gui Zhe fell into darkness at its peak.
The song of the Kun echoed from south to north, as if an invisible giant beast passed over the Saint Hall, kicking up stones and dust.
When the pressure had passed and the waves stilled, Elder Yu patted his chest, affirming with conviction, “First off, I am the Kun Peng God, I am Elder Yu, you must believe this, because Little Dao can’t mimic me.”
Then he looked towards Dao Xuanji, “And I can vouch for her, she was indeed not fibbing just now… but if you still don’t believe it, then I shall not vouch at all.”
The youngsters in the great hall were taken aback.
What kind of statement was that?
It could be debated whether Elder Yu was human, but that last sentence was definitely not something a human would say, right?
“You…”
Dao Xuanji’s face was turning green.
She dared not hope for Elder Yu’s aid, as the fellow was utterly useless!
“First lower the bow, then we can talk properly,” Dao Xuanji could only soften her stance.
“Yes, she has already been slain by Xu Xiaoshou twice; if you fire another arrow, she’ll be finished,” Elder Yu aptly spoke up.
Dao Xuanji was nearly consumed by rage.
But surprisingly, Elder Yu’s words were effective, as Ai Cangsheng spoke up, “You’ve died twice as a demi-saint incarnation, slain by Xu Xiaoshou? Are you not joking?”
Dao Xuanji, for a moment, didn’t even know how to reply, her complexion alternating between pale and flushed, “It’s a long story…”
“I’m asking for the result.”
Blushing with embarrassment, Dao Xuanji’s voice weakened, “Yes…”
As soon as she finished speaking, she immediately tried to change the subject, “Put down the bow first.”
But Ai Cangsheng not only did not lower the bow, but the arrows were also endowed with the power of the evil god.
With a “buzz,” the entire Saint Hall began to hum and tremble, emitting a strained creak.
Jiang Nayi inwardly lamented.
How much he wanted to swallow a Rejuvenation Pill and walk away, but would he dare to make a move? He didn’t dare budge an inch!
“What do you mean?”
Dao Xuanji’s expression turned cold; she had been targeted with an arrow to her head from the beginning, and with so many people in the Saint Hall watching, didn’t she have any pride?
Ai Cangsheng still held the bow, speaking with a grim seriousness,
“If you are Dao Qiongcang, and you’re joking, apologize now, and I can put the arrow away.”
“If you are Dao Xuanji, and everything you just said contains not a single lie, and even if you could be slain twice by Xu Xiaoshou…”
He paused, his head slightly shaking, his expression filled with disbelief, “Do you realize, how grave a crime you’ve committed?”
“Now is not the time to discuss these matters…” Dao Xuanji stepped forward, gesturing with her hand, “Put the bow down first, then we can discuss everything else.”
“Discuss what?” Ai Cangsheng elevated the Evil Sin Bow, halting Dao Xuanji’s advance with a fierce gleam in his eyes, shouting explosively:
“If Gou Wuyue brings back a Sleeveless, he must lose an arm.”
“Rao Yaoyao presided over the sacrifice of the chiefs of each faction, she must give her life for her post.”