510: Entrapment! A charade!

Inside the main hall, the originally tense atmosphere became strange due to the appearance of the two.

Nine Heavens Immortal Emperor sat in the guest seat, originally rubbing his teacup in a leisurely manner.

The moment he clearly saw Saint Heaven Immortal Emperor's face, a deep trace of wariness flashed in his eyes, which was immediately masked by a layer of hypocritical smiles.

"Brother Sacred Heaven, you've finally returned. Having no news of you for these past few years has made this younger brother quite concerned."

Nine Heavens Immortal Emperor put down his teacup and stood up to greet him, his tone carrying a sense of intimacy.

"I heard you had been missing for a few years and feared the Eerie Clan would take advantage of the Sacred Heaven Sect's vulnerability."

"For the stability of the Vast Immortal Domain, I have been worried sick. That's why I brought people over to take a look; after all, I was worried about your safety."

These words were spoken with such grandiosity that an uninformed person might truly believe these two were life-and-death friends.

Saint Heaven Immortal Emperor listened expressionlessly, sneering in his heart.

Worried about safety?

More like he was worried that he wasn't dead enough, preventing him from naturally taking over the Sacred Heaven Sect's ten-thousand-year heritage.

In the gaps of his speech, Nine Heavens Immortal Emperor had already sent out a powerful Divine Sense, quickly sweeping over Saint Heaven Immortal Emperor's body.

Saint Heaven Immortal Emperor was well-prepared.

Before stepping into the hall, he had already locked his boundless and peerless Emperor's Might deep within his Sea of Consciousness.

Leaving only a fake Quasi-Immortal Emperor fluctuation on the surface of his body.

That fluctuation even carried a hint of weakness, as if he were powerless after forcibly suppressing his injuries.

Nine Heavens Immortal Emperor withdrew his Divine Sense, and the last trace of concern in his heart vanished.

Still a Quasi-Immortal Emperor.

His aura was even more withered than it had been four years ago.

It seemed the rumored Dao Injury had not only failed to heal but had worsened due to his travels over the years.

Thinking of this, the greed deep within Nine Heavens Immortal Emperor's eyes could no longer be hidden.

As long as Saint Heaven Immortal Emperor did not enter the True Emperor Realm for a single day, this so-called Sacred Heaven Sect was nothing more than a piece of fat meat waiting to be slaughtered in his eyes.

"Oh?"

Saint Heaven Immortal Emperor let out a meaningful hum, his gaze sweeping over the Elders Nine Heavens Immortal Emperor had brought.

"In that case, I must thank Brother Nine Heavens for his 'care'?"

He intentionally emphasized the word "care."

Nine Heavens Immortal Emperor seemed completely oblivious, even pushing further by taking a step forward and lowering his voice.

"Brother, why the need for thanks between us?"

"However, I just noticed your aura is unstable. Could it be that your old injury has flared up again?"

"My sect happens to have a secret technique that is most suitable for stabilizing the Dao foundation. Why don't you return to the Nine Heavens Immortal Sect with me for a short stay?"

Standing behind Saint Heaven Immortal Emperor, Su Ming watched Nine Heavens Immortal Emperor's confident appearance, a faint coldness appearing at the corner of his mouth.

This old dog truly wouldn't let go of any opportunity to lead someone to a dead end.

Saint Heaven Immortal Emperor did not answer immediately but turned to look at Su Ming.

The moment their eyes met, Su Ming lowered his eyes slightly, his meaning couldn't be clearer.

Saint Heaven Immortal Emperor turned back, a trace of pity appearing in his eyes as he looked at Nine Heavens Immortal Emperor, though his tone remained that of someone half-dead.

"Since you are so hospitable, Brother, it would be ungrateful of me to decline."

Nine Heavens Immortal Emperor was overjoyed to hear this and was about to reach out to support Saint Heaven Immortal Emperor when the other man changed the subject.

"However, I've had some insights during my recent seclusion, and those Spirit Medicines sent by the Tidal Pavilion are indeed extraordinary..."

"I feel the opportunity for a Breakthrough is right before me. I plan to push through in one go and strike at the threshold of the Immortal Emperor realm."

As soon as these words were spoken, Nine Heavens Immortal Emperor, who was about to step forward, suddenly froze, and the hypocritical concern on his face instantly solidified.

He cursed fiercely in his heart.

What "inspiration" bullshit?

In his view, this was clearly Old Man Sacred Heaven sensing danger and intentionally making an excuse to hide in his shell.

With Saint Heaven Immortal Emperor's current exhausted, Dao-injured, and broken body...

Never mind striking at the Emperor Realm; he should be thanking his lucky stars if he could just prevent his Quasi-Immortal Emperor cultivation from falling.

Nine Heavens Immortal Emperor turned his head and quickly exchanged a glance with the Grand Elder beside him.

A sinister smile flashed in both of their eyes.

Since this old thing wanted to play, they would play along with this act.

Striking at the Emperor Realm was no joke. If he failed, the backlash would be enough to kill Old Man Sacred Heaven on the spot, saving them the trouble of having to kill him themselves.

"Since you have such ambitions, Brother, it would be stingy of me to only offer empty words."

Nine Heavens Immortal Emperor laughed loudly, his right hand lightly brushing through the Void Realm, and several radiant treasures immediately appeared in the center of the hall.

"This nine revolutions soul returning grass, and these three Great Luo Emperor-Transformation Pills, are all treasures I have kept in my private collection for many years."

"Today, I give them to you, Brother, to lend you a helping hand."

As the words fell, Nine Heavens Immortal Emperor waved his sleeve, and the pile of rare treasures—enough to make external Immortal Sovereigns fight to the death—was thrown before Saint Heaven Immortal Emperor like trash.

Saint Heaven Immortal Emperor looked at the pile of treasures at his feet, which emitted a thick medicinal fragrance, and the corners of his eyes twitched slightly.

These things naturally weren't much in his eyes now, but for a heavily injured Quasi-Immortal Emperor, they were indeed a generous gift capable of extending one's life.

Nine Heavens Immortal Emperor's calculation was quite shrewd.

"Then I shall accept them with gratitude."

Saint Heaven Immortal Emperor raised his hand, sweeping all the treasures into his possession. His movements were crisp and neat, without the slightest hint of politeness.

Something given for free shouldn't be refused.

Standing behind, Su Ming witnessed the whole process. His expression was calm, but he found it somewhat amusing in his heart.

Nine Heavens Immortal Emperor probably never dreamed that the treasures he had spent so much effort collecting would eventually become the nourishment for Saint Heaven Immortal Emperor to consolidate his Emperor Realm foundation.

This wasn't giving a gift; this was clearly giving a whetstone to a butcher.

"Brother, feel free to enter seclusion with peace of mind. I will send people to guard the perimeter of the Sacred Heaven Sect for you, ensuring no petty scoundrels disturb your meditation."

Nine Heavens Immortal Emperor's smile became increasingly radiant.

The so-called "guarding" was nothing more than surveillance in disguise.

Saint Heaven Immortal Emperor was well aware of this and gave a cold response.

He then led Su Ming and the other two towards the back mountain Forbidden Ground.

Not until the three figures disappeared at the end did the smile on Nine Heavens Immortal Emperor's face gradually vanish, replaced by a bone-chilling coldness.

Immediately after, Nine Heavens Immortal Emperor also led his people out of the hall with an air of satisfaction, his steps carrying the composure of someone in full control.

The Grand Elder following behind suddenly stopped and stared fixedly at the corner where Su Ming had disappeared.

Although it was just a glimpse, that back view was like a thorn stuck deep in his memory.

"What's wrong?"

Noticing something was amiss, Nine Heavens Immortal Emperor turned his head and asked.

The Grand Elder's brow furrowed as countless images flashed through his mind, finally settling on a scene from many years ago.

"Sect Master, that young man who just followed Sacred Heaven... he looks familiar."

He lowered his voice, his tone carrying a hint of uncertainty...