Infiltration into the Golden Armor Guards

A palace filled with ethereal, immortal charm.

A child of about seven or eight, wearing loose, ill-fitting clothes, was etching an array on the ground.

A sharp, chilling gust of wind swept in.

Sensing danger, two young attendants sprang into action, drawing their horsetail whisks and shouting sharply, "Who goes there!"

"Long Yang, Duan Xiu, stand down."

The child, who looked seven or eight years old, spoke leisurely.

The gust of energy dissipated!

A noble and imposing woman, her body enveloped in blue water-attribute spiritual power with a crimson flame mark on her forehead, stepped forward and looked at the child. "Witch Immortal, it's been a long time."

"Qinghong, you've come."

A faint, serene smile appeared on Witch Immortal's face.

Murong Qinghong couldn't bear to see her former friend reduced to this state. Avoiding direct eye contact, she said softly, "You've used forbidden arts again!"

This fellow had inherited Master Jinguang's prophecy art. If a phenomenon like rejuvenation occurred, it meant he was suffering heavenly retribution.

Witch Immortal chuckled lightly, "What brings you to me?"

"I want to know what the next step should be," Murong Qinghong said solemnly.

"A desperate fight still holds a sliver of hope."

Witch Immortal seemed to see through Murong Qinghong's thoughts as he spoke gravely.

"How can I fight!"

Murong Qinghong's voice rose, her expression turning somewhat frantic.

She was gone. I have nothing left. What's the point of fighting on!

She had lost everything, utterly and completely.

Hah, you never listen to me. What's the point of seeking me out then!

Witch Immortal said coldly.

Though in the form of a seven-year-old child, his anger carried an unimaginable terror.

Murong Qinghong's delicate frame trembled. After her emotions settled, she fell silent.

A long time later, she finally spoke slowly, "Thank you."

With that, Murong Qinghong prepared to leave.

Watching her retreating figure, Witch Immortal suddenly shouted, "Wait!"

Murong Qinghong stopped in her tracks.

"Don't go!"

Witch Immortal gritted his teeth, closed his eyes, and said earnestly, "Don't go! I'm begging you!"

Able to glimpse the future, he knew all too well what this woman intended to do!

Hearing this, Murong Qinghong remained silent and slowly walked away.

A gentle breeze drifted by, as if she had never been there at all.

A bitter smile touched Witch Immortal's lips.

How did that once innocent and pure woman end up like this, step by step?

Xing Yunjun, you are truly blind!

Mentioning that name, a look of hatred flashed in Witch Immortal's eyes.

He hated Xing Yunjun!

He hated Murong Qinghong!

And he hated himself!

Ugh!

A mouthful of blood gushed forth.

Witch Immortal's spirit withered, his childish face deathly pale.

"Lord Witch Immortal!"

Long Yang and Duan Xiu rushed to support his frail, small body upon seeing this.

Duan Xiu's eyes welled with tears. "Lord Witch Immortal, is it worth it?"

Witch Immortal shook his head, forcing a bitter smile. "No, it's not worth it at all."

Heavenly Palace, Bai Family Residence.

Three unconscious men, stripped completely naked, were stacked together and thrown into a flower bed.

"Boss, you're something else. Pretending to be guards to sneak in—only you could think of that."

Ning Er, wearing a set of golden armor, gave Bai Xiu a thumbs-up in admiration.

"This getup, tsk tsk, Golden Armor Guards no less!"

In the immortal sects, anyone who could wear this would bring glory to their ancestors.

The guards on the floating island were all obedient, practically bowing and nodding to them.

Bai Xiu waved his hand casually. "It's just borrowing an old trick. I learned it from someone."

"Pity he can't shapeshift. Otherwise, it would be even more convincing."

"Listen to my command from now on. When I say don't act, don't you dare move!" Bai Xiu said seriously.

Tu Langlang quickly responded, "Yes, sir!"

Just then, a group of Golden Armor Guards came running. At the front was a majestic-looking warrior.

He had a rough, masculine face, broad shoulders, a thick waist, and held a long spear, exuding an indescribable authority.

Even more terrifying, based on two certain physical characteristics, the three of them were horrified to realize this was actually a woman!

"You two! What are you standing around for? Get back in formation!"

The woman glared fiercely at Bai Xiu and the others.

Ning Er raised an eyebrow, "Let's go—"

Bai Xiu slightly furrowed his brow, quickly grabbed this idiot, and pulled him into the ranks.

The three of them blended into the Golden Armor Guards.

The surrounding golden-armored soldiers looked at them curiously. "New replacements?"

"After the recent battle with the Murong family, many Heavenly Palace soldiers died."

"Even the elite Golden Armor Guards lost forty or fifty."

"That's why there have been some replacements."

So, seeing new recruits join didn't strike them as unusual.

Bai Xiu and the others nodded along.

These guys were great, even providing the excuse for them.

"Brother, where are we headed?"

Ning Er quietly pulled a bottle of Erguotou liquor from his robe, trying to cozy up to a round-faced Golden Armor Guard as he asked.

The round-faced guard suddenly looked furious.

Was this guy an idiot? Trying to bribe him with liquor at a time like this!

Pop!

Ning Er opened the bottle cap, a fragrant aroma of liquor wafted out. Without waiting for a reply, he raised the bottle to the guard's mouth. "Have a taste, it's really fragrant."

"Damn, it really is fragrant!"

The round-faced guard was initially enraged, but then his eyes widened.

This kid might seem simple-minded, but this liquor was something else.

The guard carefully took the bottle, took a small sip, then quickly stashed it away. "We're heading to the Bai family next. No fighting, don't worry."

Only then did Ning Er slowly let out a sigh of relief.

Beside him, Bai Xiu slightly furrowed his brow.

The Golden Armor Guards belonged to the Heavenly Palace. What were they going to the Bai family for?

Vaguely, he felt a sense of foreboding.

The Bai family was located at the northernmost end of the Heavenly Palace's floating island, also the least desirable area.

But even so, it was a place countless immortal sect members yearned for.

If nothing else, the Heavenly Palace's floating island was the greatest blessed land and cave heaven in the immortal world!

The spiritual energy here was unimaginably abundant.

The group of Golden Armor Guards marched straight into the Bai family mansion.

"Halt! This is the Bai family—"

Several soldiers in white armor blocked the Golden Armor Guards.

The leader, the woman who resembled a burly man, spoke calmly, "Zhou Cui, Deputy Commander of the Golden Armor Guards, here to see Elder Bai!"

"Commander Zhou!"

The guards were shocked upon hearing this and quickly sent someone to announce their arrival.

Zhou Cui's expression was complex.

She knew very well the purpose of this visit.

Xu Kang slaughtered Wang Jiudong and defected to Second Master Xing!

Instantly, conflicts within the Heavenly Palace sharpened, and the situation became treacherous and unpredictable.

The Murong family had already been destroyed, and the Hua family had become independent twenty years ago.

Therefore, the Bai family's decision became crucial.

Although no one really took the old folks of the Bai family seriously, their decision now seemed increasingly important.

"Amitabha!"

At that moment, a young monk walked slowly forward, followed by a group of martial artists.

A keen observer would notice these people were all from various major sects of the immortal world!

Zhou Cui's eyes turned icy. "Wu Chen, you traitor who betrayed your master and ancestors, how dare you show your face in the Heavenly Palace!"