Chapter 1441: Holy Relic Resonance

Wuxia and Xianxia

Qin Sang stepped onto the light bridge.

The woman walked lightly ahead, guiding him, a sweet smile on her face. Her features were delicate and beautiful, her eyes lively and captivating. Most people would never have guessed that such a beauty was actually a puppet.

"My senior sister once said that refining puppets so lifelike isn't easy. The Myriad Devil Assembly must have prepared many of them; what a grand display," Qin Sang mused, listening to the puppet maid softly describe the details of the assembly.

The island was brightly lit.

Upon reaching the central island, he saw exquisite, compact bamboo buildings arranged in a circle. Qin Sang noticed that although each bamboo building seemed close to the next, they appeared to exist independently in different spaces, not interfering with each other and blocking spiritual sense probes. This was likely due to some kind of spiritual array. For a moment, neither Qin Sang nor the Heavenly Eye Butterfly could discern the intricacies of the grand array. He once again marveled at the Myriad Devil Assembly's grand scale.

Qin Sang followed the puppet maid into an unoccupied bamboo building and ascended to the second floor. The second floor contained only one room. There was no obstruction in front, but outside, it was currently dark, and nothing could be seen. The furnishings, however, were quite simple, consisting of just a few bamboo tables and chairs.

The puppet maid asked if Qin Sang needed anything else, stating that the Myriad Devil Assembly could fulfill any reasonable request. Qin Sang shook his head and instructed the maid to wait outside the door. He briefly considered it: the Heavenly Eye Butterfly could likely see through some restrictions, but its activity might be detected by the spiritual array's master, and he saw no need to create unnecessary trouble.

Qin Sang sat on a bamboo chair, closing his eyes to rest.

Inside an unknown room.

At this moment, Elder Lan and Elder Mei of the Profound Heaven Palace were still waiting there, their expressions unusually solemn as they listened to a white-robed figure reporting something. After a while, Elder Lan nodded slightly, "You may go. Proceed with the original plan and remember to remain discreet. I will inform you of any changes."

"Understood!"

The white-robed figure exited the room.

Elder Mei rubbed his temples and muttered, "To think the Great Saint Sky Roc would personally attend the Myriad Devil Assembly! The situation on Fiend-Mixing Island is becoming increasingly complicated!"

Elder Lan also felt quite a headache. Upon receiving this news just now, his first thought was that trouble had arrived. The Hidden Sun Realm borders the Demon Realm, and conflicts have always been constant. The Profound Heaven Palace had fought countless battles, big and small, against the demon race. The Great Saint Sky Roc had always been a major concern for them, yet they had no way to deal with him.

"This isn't surprising. Didn't the Palace Lord also attend the Myriad Devil Assembly back then? Alas, there's still no news from the Grand Elder. It seems he won't be returning. We must be extremely cautious." Elder Lan sighed softly.

"Palace Lord..." Elder Mei's expression darkened for a moment, just as he was about to speak.

Just then, a pure, crystal-like octagonal profound ice shard, pointed at both ends, hanging from Elder Lan's waist, glowed faintly, emitting a strange fluctuation. The fluctuation was very faint, yet it struck the two elders like a thunderclap in their hearts. They abruptly stood up, staring intently at the trembling octagonal profound ice shard.

The octagonal profound ice shard was precisely the ice key Elder Lan had forged earlier. It could only exist for a few days, so it had to be re-forged each time it was needed. The octagonal profound ice shard could sense the Sacred Object. For the past few days, the octagonal profound ice shard had shown no reaction, and they had largely given up hope.

"The Sacred Object!" Elder Mei exclaimed in disbelief, amazed it was found so easily.

"Is that scoundrel truly dead? Has the Sacred Object fallen into someone else's hands? The sensation is very faint, indicating that the person used some kind of restriction to seal it. But they surely didn't realize that the seal is special and cannot be cut off by external forces." Elder Lan also felt a sense of absurdity, as if it wasn't real. They had made so many arrangements to lure the traitor out, but never expected the Sacred Object to simply appear before them like this.

Elder Lan sat cross-legged, holding the octagonal profound ice shard in both hands, and activated a spell. The octagonal profound ice shard glowed brightly. The entire room, and the two people within it, were bathed in a faint blue glow. The light on the surface of the octagonal profound ice shard pulsed, accurately pointing to the direction of the Sacred Object.

"That person is very fast; they've already entered the central island." Elder Lan frowned.

They had a long-standing agreement with Old Man Fiend-Mixing that they would not act on or near Fiend-Mixing Island, so as not to damage the Myriad Devil Assembly's reputation. The trade fair was about to begin, making it even more impossible to cause trouble and reclaim the Sacred Object at this time. And due to the special arrangements of the Myriad Devil Assembly, they couldn't currently determine who was carrying the treasure.

Elder Lan held the octagonal profound ice shard, pondered for a moment, and was about to send a message to inform others and change their plan. Just then, Elder Mei suddenly frowned. "Wait, could this be a scheme by that traitor?"

The Great Saint Sky Roc had appeared. Coupled with the previous rumors that had lured the Grand Elder away, it made them ponder further.

Hearing this, Elder Lan put away his joyful expression. "Are you referring to the Great Saint Sky Roc? Impossible! The Sacred Object can help the demon race refine their bloodline. That scoundrel would never dare reveal a single detail to the Great Saint Sky Roc. Even if the Great Saint Sky Roc couldn't open the seal himself, that old demon, Great Saint Nine-Heads, certainly would have a way. If there truly were a scheme, why would the Great Saint Sky Roc appear openly? Wouldn't it be better to set a trap outside?"

Elder Mei's expression shifted as he pondered and said, "Perhaps that scoundrel already knew the Great Saint Sky Roc would attend the Myriad Devil Assembly, and deliberately spread rumors to lure the Grand Elder away, scattering our forces. Then, they might have colluded with some devil cultivators to draw us out and plot something."

"This..." Elder Lan didn't know what to say. For that scoundrel, on the run for his life, to scheme to such an extent would be truly defying heaven. He was actually more inclined to believe that the Sacred Object had fallen into someone else's hands, and that person, unaware of its origin, dared to bring it to the Myriad Devil Assembly. However, Elder Mei's conjecture wasn't necessarily impossible. Since it concerned the Sacred Object, one could not be too careful.

"Unfortunately, this is Old Man Fiend-Mixing's lair, so we can't act on the island. The situation is complicated; we can't get entangled or pursue them, lest we attract Old Man Fiend-Mixing and the Great Saint Sky Roc. You and I will act personally, strike once, and withdraw! I'll inform Elder Lu now; there's no need to sell the Yinli Pearl at the trade fair. Let the juniors continue with the plan, while the Nascent Soul cultivators secretly withdraw from Fiend-Mixing Island and blockade all directions. With the ice key's sensing ability, we don't need to stay on the island any longer." Elder Lan looked up, speaking rapidly as he formulated a counter-plan.

Elder Mei grunted, then scoffed, "That scoundrel had better be dead, or I'll make sure he tastes the Bone-Piercing Needles! With such a grand setup, we might not have enough manpower. Send someone to inform those two girls, Shi Xue and Liuli; they should also contribute to the sect."

Elder Lan hesitated for a moment. "Very well. The Sacred Object is about to be recovered, so there's no harm in telling them."

With that, the two elders exchanged glances, their figures shimmering as they transformed into two transparent phantoms, silently passing through the wall. Meanwhile, two figures remained in the room, sitting at the table. Their aura was identical to that of living people, only their skin appeared somewhat transparent. They seemed to be quietly awaiting news from their subordinates.