Chapter 72

As the warship slowly approached the Lunar Star, an indescribable cold aura rushed toward them.

This cold was not the cold of the winter months in the mortal world, but a lonely cold that originated from the depths of the spirit.

Su Chen operated the magic power in his body to barely resist this cold, secretly clicking his tongue in his heart.

"As expected of the place of extreme Yin in the Three Realms, even the outer Lunar Qi is so domineering. If an ordinary mortal without cultivation came here, they would probably be frozen into an ice sculpture in an instant."

Marshal Tianpeng was used to it; he was a heavy general of the Heavenly Court with deep cultivation, so this bit of cold air didn't count for anything to him.

He pointed to the palace complex shrouded in clear radiance ahead and said to Su Chen: "Brother, look, that is the Guanghan Palace."

Su Chen focused his gaze and saw jade buildings and immortal palaces appearing and disappearing amidst the clouds and mist.

Although he couldn't see clearly, that cold and lonely charm rushed toward him.

"What a Guanghan Palace, truly an immortal holy land," Su Chen praised.

At this moment, a figure appeared without warning in front of the warship, blocking their way.

That person was wearing a simple gray cloth garment, tall and burly, with an ancient and simple face, looking like a woodcutter in the mortal world.

But in his hand, he was carrying a giant axe that had been polished until it was shiny.

That axe looked ordinary, but Su Chen only took one look and felt that the Dao-Opening Axe at his waist actually had a slight movement.

A domineering will originating from the axe appeared on the giant axe in that person's hand and flashed away.

"Who is this person? Such a strong sense of oppression!"

He couldn't see through the cultivation of this "woodcutter" in front of him, only feeling that he stood there as if he had merged with the Lunar Star behind him, unfathomable.

"Wu Gang!"

Marshal Tianpeng obviously knew the person who came; he hurriedly put away the ease on his face, changed into a solemn expression, and cupped his hands toward that person.

"So it is Daoist Brother Wu Gang. Tianpeng is here, greetings."

Wu Gang? Was he that legendary Wu Gang who was punished to chop the laurel tree in the Moon Palace?

Shouldn't he be chopping that laurel tree that would never be chopped down?

Why would he appear here? And why was the aura on his body so terrifying?

This was not at all what a punished person should look like!

Wu Gang just glanced at Marshal Tianpeng lightly, his gaze falling on the giant warship behind him, his voice ancient and waveless, unable to tell joy or anger.

"Tianpeng, this is not your Tianhe. Your warship has crossed the boundary. Retreat quickly."

His words were simple and direct, but carried a domineering air that could not be questioned.

Marshal Tianpeng put on a smile and hurriedly explained: "Daoist brother misunderstood, this Marshal is just patrolling here, and seeing the scenery of the Lunar Star is extraordinary, I wanted to get closer and admire it, with no other intentions. We will leave now, we will leave now."

He said this, but didn't order the return immediately, instead asking curiously: "Speaking of which, why is Daoist brother free to wander here today? Do you not need to chop that precious laurel tree of yours today?"

Wu Gang heard this, glanced at the direction of the Guanghan Palace, and said slowly: "The Wuqu Wuqu Xingjun has come out of seclusion."

"What?" Marshal Tianpeng's smile instantly froze on his face.

Wu Gang ignored his shock and continued: "The Wuqu Wuqu Xingjun's decree, summoning all immortal officials of the Lunar Star to have an audience at the Guanghan Palace. I am on my way."

After speaking, his gaze fell on Marshal Tianpeng again, this time with a warning meaning.

"The Wuqu Wuqu Xingjun does not like outsiders to disturb, especially at this time. Tianpeng, take care of yourself. Leave quickly, do not mistake yourself."

As the words fell, Wu Gang's figure turned into a stream of light and shot toward the direction of the Guanghan Palace, disappearing from everyone's eyes in the blink of an eye.

"The Lunar Wuqu Wuqu Xingjun has come out of seclusion?"

Marshal Tianpeng muttered to himself, seemingly recalling some terrifying things.

That majestic momentum of the Great Marshal was gone, looking exactly like a mouse that had seen a cat.

Su Chen, on the side, also felt his heart beating wildly.

Plans couldn't keep up with changes.

He had calculated everything, but he hadn't calculated that the legendary Lunar Wuqu Wuqu Xingjun Chang Xi would come out of seclusion at this time.

This was a big problem!

"Marshal?" Su Chen called out tentatively.

Marshal Tianpeng was like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, shuddering violently, and came back to his senses.

Without a word, he grabbed Su Chen's arm.

"Go! Go quickly! Get out of this ghost place immediately!"

His voice was full of panic, where was there any appearance of the Great Marshal of the Tianhe water troops.

Su Chen was dragged by him until he stumbled, and before he could react, he was dragged back to the cabin.

"Pass the order! Full speed return! Immediately! Right now!"

Marshal Tianpeng's roar echoed throughout the warship.

Those Heavenly soldiers and generals, although they didn't know what had happened, saw their own Marshal's appearance and didn't dare to ask more, hurriedly turning the ship's bow and opening the warship's speed to the maximum.

The huge warship, almost as if fleeing for its life, fled in a panic from the range of the Lunar Star and galloped toward the direction of the Tianhe camp.

The warship sped all the way until that silver star could no longer be seen, and Marshal Tianpeng's tense nerves relaxed slightly.

He sat on the chair with a thud, exhaled a long breath, and was still lingering in fear.

Su Chen stood on the side, looking at his appearance of being frightened out of his wits, and was very curious about what the Lunar Wuqu Wuqu Xingjun had done to make Marshal Tianpeng so afraid.

He couldn't help but ask: "Marshal, what is wrong with you? Is that Lunar Wuqu Wuqu Xingjun really so terrifying? You are the Great Marshal of the Tianhe water troops, His Majesty's confidant, how could it be like this?"

Marshal Tianpeng heard this, smiled bitterly, picked up the water cup on the table, took a big gulp, and then came back to his senses.

He glanced at Su Chen, lowered his voice, and said: "Brother Su Chen, you are a newcomer, you don't know the severity of it. Terrifying? More than just terrifying!"

A deep sense of dread appeared on his face.

"You think that Lunar Wuqu Wuqu Xingjun is just an ordinary female immortal? I tell you, far from it!"

"That is Chang Xi! The Demon Empress of the ancient Demon Court, the wife of the Demon Emperor Di Jun! She is a true innate god born at the beginning of Heaven and Earth!"

"Back then, I..."

Speaking of this, Marshal Tianpeng realized he had let something slip and hurriedly changed the subject.

"The Lich Tribulation, what a tragic catastrophe it was? Even peerless existences like Demon Emperor Di Jun, Eastern Emperor Taiyi, and the Twelve Ancestral Witches fell. But she survived. Although I don't know what method she used to become the Lunar Wuqu Wuqu Xingjun of the Heavenly Court, her strength is absolutely unfathomable!"

"Let's put it this way," Marshal Tianpeng gestured, "Even His Majesty the Jade Emperor treats her with courtesy and never interferes in any affairs of the Lunar Star. You say, is she terrifying?"