Chapter 723: This seat

Ivan, who received the news, also walked out of the inner chamber quickly, his face carrying obvious worry: "Ancestor, that Wizard Ancestor is full of tricks. This time he suddenly invited you to the palace, could there be a trap?"

Romanov's brows were slightly locked. He naturally had also considered this problem.

But the strength and status he had held at the peak for a long time made him develop an almost blind self-confidence.

He snorted coldly, stroked the beard under his chin, his tone carrying a hint of disdain: "A trap? In the face of absolute strength, what kind of waves can some petty schemes stir up?"

"If he really dares to be unfavorable to me, that is cutting himself off from Da Luo! Moreover, although he has some prestige now, if he wants to truly promote his Wizard Sect to every corner of the empire,"

"Especially the core territories that our royal family and those ancient dignitaries have operated for hundreds of years, without our consent and assistance, it is simply a pipe dream! His active invitation this time, in my opinion, is mostly because he encountered a bottleneck and wants to seek a breakthrough in some aspects, or is coming to ask for benefits."

Ivan was still uneasy and said urgently: "Ancestor, you must not easily agree to him! If you let him stretch his tentacles into our basic territory, as time goes by, the hearts of the people and faith will all belong to him. I fear this world will really change its surname!"

"Hmph, how could I not know?" A trace of ferocity flashed in Romanov's eyes, "I am going this time to make him recognize reality! Give him a warning and let him understand who is the true master in this Da Luo! There are some boundaries he cannot cross."

He prided himself on his heaven-defying cultivation; even if the palace was a dragon's pool and tiger's den, he could come and go freely.

Having said this, Romanov adjusted his robes and, truly without bringing any attendants, went off alone, transforming into a faint, ethereal shadow that merged into the night as he streaked toward that imperial palace he had once known so well.

A grand banquet had long been set up in the palace, with lights shining brightly and string and wind instruments sounding pleasant.

However, when Romanov stepped into that familiar hall, a sense of unspeakable humiliation and anger surged in his heart.

He was once the supreme master here, but now he had to come in the identity of a "guest."

And that Wizard Ancestor of unknown origin was actually sitting grandly beside the main seat, separated by a curtain, looking like a master! This made killing intent surge secretly in his heart.

The banquet was still set in that special space that isolated the inside from the outside.

The heavy curtains hung down, blocking the view, and only a blurred figure could be vaguely seen behind them.

This posture of "precaution" fell into Romanov's eyes, further solidifying his judgment that the Wizard Ancestor was "strong on the outside but weak on the inside" and "feared him," and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but hook into a mocking arc.

During the banquet, beautiful palace maids danced gracefully, their graceful dance steps attracting attention, and mellow wine filled the jade cups.

But whether it was Romanov or Li Chen behind the curtain, neither had the heart to truly appreciate it.

The atmosphere surged with undercurrents beneath the singing and dancing.

When a song ended and the dancers bowed and retreated, Romanov finally put down his wine cup impatiently, his sharp gaze shooting toward the curtain, his voice carrying unquestionable majesty: "Wizard Ancestor, you specifically invited this seat to come, it wouldn't just be to drink this cup of lonely wine, right? If you have any important matters, you might as well speak directly."

Behind the curtain, the Wizard Ancestor played by Li Chen had a voice that was still as ethereal and calm as before, but carried a hint of imperceptible probing:

"Since the Imperial Council and the Imperial Family have recognized this seat's orthodox status and granted a fief, then, regarding the proselytizing and establishing shrines in the direct territories of the royal family and various major families, should it also be put on the agenda? Only when faith is unified can national power be condensed to resist foreign enemies together."

Sure enough! Romanov sneered in his heart, a sense of "sure enough," "I guessed it" realization arising. ===== CHAPTER 724 =====