Chapter 137 Zerg Queen

The Red-robed Elder nodded slowly. "Yes, that is the exact message passed out from Divine Marshal Pojun's residence. It seems it was something like... a half-step God Emperor-level cold."

The Elders: "..."

"Absurd!" An Elder slammed the table and stood up, his beard bristling. "Divine Marshal Pojun has caught a cold? And it's a half-step God Emperor-level one? Why doesn't he just say he suffered Qi Deviation! This excuse is far too perfunctory!"

"Exactly. It is clear he simply does not want to attend the court session and is feigning illness."

"Divine Marshal Pojun's actions are truly unbecoming."

The great hall erupted into chaos.

The Elders whispered among themselves, full of dissatisfaction and confusion.

Only the Old Palace Master did not lose his temper.

He was deep in thought, a flash of profound light crossing his eyes.

The great hall gradually quieted down.

The Elders noticed something unusual, shut their mouths, and looked at him.

The Old Palace Master's brows relaxed, his eyes brightened, and the corners of his mouth lifted slightly.

The Red-robed Elder had been watching him closely. Seeing this, he felt a surge of joy. "Old Palace Master, you... could it be that you know something?"

The Old Palace Master waved his hand, feigning profundity. "I wouldn't say I know, just that I have guessed at some clues."

As soon as these words were spoken, the Elders' curiosity was piqued, and they all craned their necks.

"Old Palace Master, stop keeping us in suspense!"

The Red-robed Elder cupped his hands, his face full of urgency. "Indeed, what time is it now? Divine Marshal Pojun has suddenly claimed to be ill; what exactly is he up to?"

The Old Palace Master picked up his spiritual tea, took a sip, and set it down, revealing a smile that suggested he had seen through everything long ago.

"Think about it..." he said slowly. "Divine Marshal Pojun just returned from the Original Realm, coincidentally when the Dragon Clan had their incident. He slew both the Dragon Clan's Divine Venerable Lietian and God Lord Ao Lie in succession. This battle achievement is shocking."

The Elders nodded.

"And now," the Old Palace Master changed the subject, his gaze becoming sharp. "The Dragon Ancestor, that old loach, is heavily injured and in seclusion. At this critical juncture, Divine Marshal Pojun also suddenly announces he is going into closed-door seclusion and even invents an outrageous excuse like a 'half-step God Emperor-level cold.' Think about it, what is this?"

The great hall was deathly silent.

Everyone pondered deeply.

"What is this?" The Red-robed Elder suddenly widened his eyes. "Creating an alibi?"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone instantly realized.

"Hiss—"

The sound of people gasping rose and fell.

"That's it!" An Elder slapped his thigh. "Creating an alibi! Divine Marshal Pojun is providing cover for his next move!"

"Having slain two great generals, the Dragon Clan's defenses must be empty. He is likely plotting some major event against the Dragon Clan, which is why he is feigning illness, letting everyone think he is staying in his residence."

"Brilliant! Using an extremely absurd excuse actually dispels others' suspicions. Who would have thought that a dignified Divine Marshal would use such an excuse to deceive people? This is a risky move, winning by surprise."

The Elders suddenly understood and praised him one after another.

"Pojun, this child, his mind is becoming increasingly meticulous."

"Indeed. In the past, I only thought of him as a fierce general; I never expected his strategic planning to be so outstanding."

"With such a commander who is both wise and brave in our Human Race, why worry that the various races will not be exterminated."

The Old Palace Master stroked his beard, hiding his merit and fame.

...

At this moment. Divine Marshal Pojun's residence, deep within the estate.

"Achoo!"

"Achoo!"

With two sneezes, Divine Marshal Pojun sat cross-legged, rubbed his nose, and furrowed his brows.

"This is truly bizarre..."

He muttered, sensing the Divine Venerable Origin within his body. There was absolutely nothing unusual.

"I am a dignified Peak Divine Venerable Realm expert, my Physical Body has endured ten thousand tribulations and is indestructible; how could I sneeze?"

"Could it be that someone is talking about me behind my back?"

The faces of that group of old men in the Divine Court hall flashed through his mind, and he shuddered.

"No, I absolutely cannot go out." He gritted his teeth. "Those old fogies are probably pinning some blame on me again. I will stay here in closed-door seclusion; as long as I don't show my face, no one can make me take the fall!"

He steeled his heart, closed his eyes to regulate his breathing, and completely severed his connection with the outside world.

...

Meanwhile. In the Dragon God Domain, near the Divine Treasury. In the Void Realm, Di Shitian sat cross-legged. He suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze piercing through the void, looking toward the Demon God Domain.

"This aura..." He frowned. "A Half-step Divine Emperor is attempting a Breakthrough to the God Emperor Realm? The direction is... the Nine-Tailed White Fox Clan?"

Di Shitian sensed that aura which caused the Universe's Law to resonate, a flash of thought crossing his dark red pupils.

But he did not pay much attention to it.

Whether the Yao Race has one more or one less God Emperor makes little difference to him, the overlord of the Demon Realm. At his level, unless God Emperors of the same level are fighting, it is difficult to pique his interest.

The only thing he cares about right now is the matter before him.

Di Shitian withdrew his gaze and looked again at the tightly sealed Dragon Clan Divine Treasury in front of him.

He had been sitting cross-legged here for several days.

These past few days, he had deduced the river of time countless times, consuming a vast amount of Divine Sense and Origin. The result remained the same.

"Why..." he gritted his teeth, his eyes full of irritation. "Why does that faint aura keep pointing to this Divine Treasury?"

He could not understand.

The Divine Treasury's Seal was intact, without any signs of being damaged or infiltrated. Moreover, this was the Dragon Ancestor's place of seclusion; even if he wanted to sneak in quietly, it would be impossible.

That person who possessed the faint Empress aura—how on earth did they get in?

Or perhaps, this was simply a trap?

Di Shitian could not figure it out, and the evil fire in his heart grew hotter and hotter.

He turned his head and coldly glanced at the Dragon Clan members guarding nearby.

Those Dragon Clan God Lords and guards were hiding behind a barrier, secretly observing him with an extremely complex, even slightly disgusted, gaze.

"What are you looking at? A bunch of ants."

He snorted coldly in his heart, and his Devilish Qi dissipated outwards.

"If it weren't for the fact that this place is where that old loach is in seclusion, and I feared disturbing him and ruining my major plans, would you ants dare to look at me with such eyes?"

He forcibly suppressed his killing intent, withdrew his gaze, and continued to stare at the Divine Treasury gate.

"What exactly did I miss..."

Just as he was pondering deeply, a voice suddenly exploded in his ear.

"Return."

Two words. Like a thunderclap, they exploded deep within Di Shitian's Divine Soul.

Di Shitian's whole body shook. In those dark red pupils, which were always full of arrogance, a trace of astonishment appeared.

"Your... Your Majesty!?"

"Has Your Majesty fully recovered and finished regulating your breathing?"

A surge of wild joy welled up in Di Shitian's heart, and the previous frustration instantly vanished into thin air.

As long as Your Majesty has recovered, neither the Dragon Clan's Divine Treasury nor the Nine-Tailed White Fox Clan are anything to worry about.

"By your command!"

He did not hesitate, stood up abruptly, and with Devilish Qi surging wildly, he directly tore through the Void Realm.

He took a step out. His figure instantly disappeared, leaving not a trace behind.

With Di Shitian's departure, the terrifying Devilish Qi that had been pressing on the edge of the Dragon God Domain also dissipated.

The Dragon Clan members looked at each other in dismay. Their eyes were full of confusion.

"He... he left?" the Dragon Clan guard stammered.

"It seems he really has left." Another God Lord Realm Elder wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. "This baleful star guarded here for days without moving, but just now he suddenly erupted with killing intent; I thought he was going to force his way into the Divine Treasury. He scared the life out of me."

"What on earth was he going crazy about?"

"Who knows. I think he likely had a mishap while Cultivating and his brain is broken."

"Shh, keep your voice down. What if he makes a surprise return?"

Everyone discussed it one after another. Their voices were full of lingering fear and the relief of surviving a disaster.

They did not understand why Di Shitian had suddenly left, but as long as this god of plague was gone, it was a great thing.

...

Meanwhile. Demon God Domain. This was a Star Domain even more vast than the Human God Domain.

Countless Yao Race tribes and races of all sizes inhabited this place. The Law of the jungle was the only truth here.

And today, this Star Domain was in constant turmoil.

"Rumble—"

Law fluctuations, like a tsunami, spread wildly outward from the ancestral land of the Nine-Tailed White Fox Clan.

As the fluctuations spread, the entire Demon God Domain boiled over.

Deep within one ancient Forbidden Ground after another. The Old Ancestors of various races who had been sleeping for several epochs, or even believed by the outside world to have long since passed away and fallen, were all awakened.

"Boom!"

"A God Emperor Tribulation! Someone is attempting a Breakthrough to the God Emperor Realm?"

"Who is it? Who on earth has taken that step?"

The various races of the Demon God Domain were shaken. Countless powerful Divine Senses crisscrossed in the Void Realm, frantically probing the source of the fluctuations.

Soon, all the Divine Senses converged in the same direction.

"That direction is..." A red-haired Elder hovered over magma, his brows locked in a frown. "The ancestral land of the Nine-Tailed White Fox Clan?"

"Nine-Tailed White Fox..." A black giant crocodile let out a low roar, shattering the surrounding stars. "Could it be that old thing, Ancestor Tushan Yao?"

The Old Ancestors of various races speculated one after another.

"How is that possible! That old thing will face the Five Decays of Heaven and Man at any moment; how could he possibly make a Breakthrough at this time?"

"They must have obtained some Heaven-Defying Opportunity. Damn it, if he is allowed to break through to the God Emperor Realm, the living space of our various races will surely be extremely compressed by the Nine-Tailed White Fox Clan."

"We cannot let him succeed. The God Emperor Realm, is it that easy to break through? The backlash of the Universe's Origin is enough to make him vanish into ashes."

Jealousy, dread, and madness flickered in the eyes of the Old Ancestors of the various races.

In the Demon God Domain, resources are limited. The appearance of one more God Emperor means a reshuffling of benefits. No one wants to see the Nine-Tailed White Fox Clan dominate alone.

Just as the Old Ancestors of the various races were restless, preparing to head to the Nine-Tailed White Fox ancestral land to investigate the truth.

"Hum—"

In the deepest part of the Demon God Domain, within a Forbidden Ground of a Star Domain shrouded in endless insect clouds. A chilling, hair-raising screech suddenly rang out.

Immediately following, a terrifying aura truly belonging to the God Emperor Realm bloomed.

"That is..." The moment they felt this aura, all the Yao Race Old Ancestors who had just broken out of seclusion could not help but tremble all over, deep fear showing in their eyes.

"Zerg Empress!"

The red-haired Elder gasped. "That monster... hasn't she always been in deep slumber? Why has she awakened at this time?"

The Zerg are the most terrifying and bizarre race in the Demon God Domain. The Zerg Empress is the only genuine Late Stage God Emperor in the Demon God Domain.

In the horrified gazes of countless Yao Race powerhouses, that Zerg Empress's God Emperor aura did not stop, directly turning into a black beam of light that traversed the Star Domain, heading toward the ancestral land of the Nine-Tailed White Fox Clan at an incredible speed.

"The Zerg Empress has taken action personally!"

"What is she going to the Nine-Tailed White Fox Clan for? Could it be to stop that old fox from breaking through?"