Chapter 11658 — The Mouth of the Giant Face Above
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The others, though lacking such a cheat-like perspective as the World Will, were, after all, people of genuine divine powers with solid foundations, and they too could vaguely sense what was happening at this moment.
Everyone immediately held their breath and stilled their minds, solemn-faced.
Not daring to make the slightest sound.
Wei Zhao suddenly asked: "Word has it that the Prince of Qi's Estate has been bestowed a stroke of fortune by a god-tier powerhouse. Senior, might you disclose just who this god-tier powerhouse is?"
The short elder eyed him warily: "What are you asking that for?"
Wei Zhao raised an eyebrow: "We're idle anyway—might as well gossip a bit to pass the time."
"Pass the time?"
The short elder knit his brows and glared, about to snap back in anger, when the gaunt elder beside him cut in gravely: "No comment."
Wei Zhao nodded: "So it's no simple matter, then. Daoist Zhang, do you know?"
That single remark nearly set the two ancestors of the Prince of Qi's Estate stamping their feet again.
Right in front of them, openly discussing the Prince of Qi's Estate's most closely guarded secret—was that appropriate?
Zhang Tailing said with a meaningful air: "Rumor has it that behind all seven great princely estates stand god-tier powerhouses. This humble Daoist holds that such rumors cannot be wholly believed, nor wholly disbelieved."
Wei Zhao deeply concurred.
One had only to look at the plight of the Prince of Han's Estate—at least behind the Prince of Han's Estate, there was certainly no god-tier powerhouse.
Conversely, if they truly had leaned upon so great a tree as a god-tier powerhouse and still ended up in that state, then that brood of descendants of the Prince of Han's Estate would have deserved their deaths a hundred times over.
Zhang Tailing continued: "Normally speaking, god-tier powerhouses may only remain within the Inner Royal Court, and cannot directly interfere in the affairs of the Inner Royal Court."
"Even if one of the seven great princely estates truly had an ancestor who was a god-tier powerhouse, should something actually happen, it is by no means certain he could be of help."
"From what this humble Daoist knows, some god-tier powerhouses, to avoid being devoured by karmic backlash, will even deliberately sever their ties with the Inner Royal Court."
"But there is one exception."
At these words, the two ancestors of the Prince of Qi's Estate visibly tensed.
Wei Zhao could not help but laugh inwardly. These ancestral patriarchs enshrined in the seven great princely estates' clan shrines—whatever else might be said of them—were plainly far inferior to the old monsters of the outside world, at least in cunning and depth.
They rather gave one the impression of having grown up in an ivory tower.
Zhang Tailing did not stop there.
"Legend has it this man was a prodigy of heaven, peerless in both sword and sound; his cultivation and attainment reached the very pinnacle. Even a casual trifle he produced in play could effortlessly crush the many geniuses of the entire Inner Royal Court."
"Most importantly, this man can walk upon song, traversing freely between the various realms."
"Moreover, he is immune to the natural restrictions of the various realms."
"His title is—Li Zui, the Banished Immortal."
The moment the two characters Li Zui fell, the eyelids of the two ancestors of the Prince of Qi's Estate visibly twitched. Though they forced their faces into composure, the violence of their emotional turbulence was something Wei Zhao could feel without even looking.
The crux was that, from the perspective of the World Will, Wei Zhao clearly sensed that that god-tier powerhouse had likewise registered a flicker.
Wei Zhao's heart stirred.
True, the other party was at this moment clashing with the great Ape King in another space, and such a fluctuation was quite possibly a pure coincidence.