464: Lord of the Ten Thousand Immortals Court

This oppressive aura was far more terrifying than the combined might of the four Half-Saints, including the Vermilion Bird Palace Middle-Aged Man.

Moreover, this was merely a phantom; how terrifying would it be if his true body were to descend!

Under everyone's gaze, the soaring red light gradually dissipated, and the figure appeared in their line of sight.

He was clad in a golden-red robe, wearing a crown, with a pair of eyes that seemed to hold an ancient, eternal flame, burning perpetually, along with an air of indifference to all living beings. Standing in the void, he resembled a Saint King from the Nine Heavens.

He merely cast a glance downwards at the scene, and everyone felt as though their entire being, down to the depths of their soul, had been seen through, with no secrets to hide.

Then, he looked at the Vermilion Bird Palace Middle-Aged Man, who was exceptionally respectful, and his ethereal voice slowly asked, "Did things go awry?"

"Replying... replying to Your Excellency, this humble envoy is incompetent. It was only out of desperation that I activated the token to summon you!"

The Vermilion Bird Envoy, who had previously seemed so high and mighty in everyone's eyes, now spoke with a trembling voice, as if he had encountered something terrifying.

Hearing this, the phantom did not speak, but instead turned his gaze towards Lin Yan, a strange glint flashing in his flame-burning eyes.

After a moment of contemplation, he continued to ask, "You shouldn't be a person from the Myriad Immortals Court, should you? Why do you obstruct my Vermilion Bird Palace's actions?"

He instantly discerned Lin Yan's identity. The Myriad Immortals Court had existed for so long that anyone belonging to it would be entwined with a unique aura of fortune belonging solely to the Myriad Immortals Court. Clearly, the latter did not possess this.

"No wonder, you carry the aura of that shattered fragment..."

Suddenly, he seemed to sense something and murmured softly to himself.

"So, you intend to use him to threaten my Vermilion Bird Palace?"

The figure's tone and expression remained unchanged as he questioned.

"Your Excellency, he carries the aura of several fragments. This time, he made me summon you, also intending to trade this humble envoy's life for the fragments within the Vermilion Bird Palace."

The Vermilion Bird Envoy looked nervously at the figure in the sky, his heart filled with panic.

He had some understanding of the past conduct of the esteemed individual who had arrived this time. It was said that he would not act unless necessary, but once he did, he was utterly ruthless, completely disregarding sentiment.

Therefore, he couldn't guarantee whether the other party would abandon him if the threat proved ineffective.

However, as the figure spoke next, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, hearing him ponder for a long time before chuckling softly:

"You have some courage. Although your actions are unforgivable in my eyes, he is, after all, a person of my Vermilion Bird Palace."

"How about we make a deal?"

Hearing this, Lin Yan looked at the other party with some surprise and calmly replied, "Speak freely!"

"I am currently in seclusion. When I emerge, if you have the courage, you may come to my Vermilion Bird Palace to demand it. As long as you are strong enough, you will achieve your wish."

"Before then, how about you spare his life?"

The figure's fiery eyes gazed indifferently at the black-clad youth below, with a hint of negotiation in his tone.

After all, a powerful individual of the Vermilion Bird Envoy's caliber was a core strength that even his Vermilion Bird Palace could not easily discard.

Hearing the other party's words, a look of contemplation flashed in Lin Yan's eyes, then he nodded and said, "Alright, that's a good idea."

"Since that is the case, then our matter shall be temporarily set aside. Next, it will be a matter between my Vermilion Bird Palace and the Myriad Immortals Court."

The phantom in the sky shifted his gaze, landing on Elder Mo and the other two.

"I believe he has already conveyed my Vermilion Bird Palace's message to your Myriad Immortals Court, giving you two choices: surrender, or death!"

He changed his usual demeanor, and at this moment, a terrifying oppressive aura erupted from his fiery eyes, sweeping towards Elder Mo and the other two.

The three of them were greatly alarmed and hastily resisted, but they were still forcefully pushed back, trampling the space beneath their feet into nothingness.

Elder Mo and the other two exchanged glances, all seeing the shock in each other's eyes. Although the other party was merely a phantom,

the power he carried was far more formidable than that of the Vermilion Bird Envoy before, and even a mere oppressive aura was somewhat difficult to resist.

However, the Court Master had been in seclusion deep within the Ten Thousand Immortals Palace for a long time, and they dared not disturb him easily for a while. But with the other party being so aggressive, they were unable to make a decision at such a moment.

Surrender or perish, both choices weighed heavily on their hearts.

Just as the three of them were at a loss, a ripple of nine colors suddenly emerged from the depths of the Ten Thousand Immortals Palace, spreading across the entire world.

A figure appeared at some unknown moment in the distant void, with his hands behind his back, clad in white, appearing as a young man with an ordinary appearance, yet possessing an indescribable, transcendent and refined temperament.

Especially his pair of silver eyes, which were extremely peculiar, adding a unique touch to his otherwise ordinary appearance.

Those nine-colored ripples were precisely spreading from beneath his feet. With a single step, he arrived at a position level with the phantom, facing him from afar.

Everyone's gaze was fixed blankly on the white-clad figure, and a sense of inexplicable reverence couldn't help but arise in their hearts. The other party seemed to have walked out of the long river of time, mysterious and ethereal.

Upon seeing this person, Elder Mo and the three Half-Saints simultaneously bowed and respectfully shouted, "Greetings, Court Master!"

Soon, exclamations of surprise echoed across the scene, one after another, followed by everyone bowing in salute.

Seeing this scene, the white-clad figure nodded slightly towards Elder Mo and the others, his gaze inadvertently falling on Lin Yan for a fleeting moment, then he looked directly at the distant phantom, meeting his gaze.

The flame in the phantom's fiery eyes flickered, and after a long silence, he chuckled, "No wonder the Myriad Immortals Court could become the overlord of the Southern Immortal Domain. It turns out there's someone like you holding the fort. You truly live up to the name of ruler."

"You jest, Your Excellency. I have long heard of the Vermilion Bird Palace's great name, and seeing it today, it truly lives up to its reputation!"

The white-clad youth's silver eyes flashed with a divine light, his tone calm, as if he was not at all swayed by the other party's flattery.

"Oh?"

"You actually know of my Vermilion Bird Palace?"

The phantom was clearly somewhat surprised. His Vermilion Bird Palace had been dormant for countless years, having long disappeared from the annals of the Immortal Realm's history. He hadn't expected anyone to still know of their existence.

"I merely stumbled upon some records by chance. However, since you have been dormant, why do you seek to return to the world?"

The white-clad youth sighed softly, seemingly having some understanding of the truth.

"Hmph, it seems you know quite a lot. Since you know the purpose of my Vermilion Bird Palace, today, you shall make the decision for your Myriad Immortals Court!"

"Surrender, or... death!"

The phantom snorted coldly, interrupting his conversation with the other party, his gaze intensely fixed on the white-clad figure in the distance.

"It's true that your Vermilion Bird Palace is powerful, but if you wish to reclaim dominion over the Southern Immortal Domain, you must first get past me!"

The white-clad youth's voice was calm, yet it contained an unshakeable determination that echoed throughout the heavens and earth.