Chapter 410

"How about this! Since you say Xie Tiao isn't here, how about letting my Qinglong Society search the Great Ming Palace?"

Lord Chuan Ying wasn't easy to fool either, and immediately posed a difficult problem for Shangguan Wan.

If Lord Chuan Ying were allowed to search the Great Ming Palace, setting aside whether he'd actually find anything.

It would only make the Great Tang lose face completely, and Wu Zetian herself would fly into a rage.

But if Lord Chuan Ying weren't allowed to search, it was obvious he wouldn't let it go either.

Shangguan Wan looked thoroughly troubled, just as she was preparing to think of some words to stall.

Suddenly, from the depths of Shengong in the distance, a series of shrill screams rang out.

"Help…"

From deep within the Great Ming Palace, a beautiful woman was seen running out, her clothes ragged and torn.

The palace gown that had originally been splendid and gorgeous had somehow been torn away by half.

Although this beauty was utterly terrified, she clearly had Wu Gong in her body.

After escaping Shengong, she cried out for help at the top of her voice while employing her lightness skill to flee for her life across the rooftops of the palaces.

"Hehehe, little lady, where do you think you're running?"

Behind her followed a fat-headed, big-eared Monk wearing a red cassock.

"Come obediently into Buddha's embrace; this Joyful Chan is simply wonderful."

"Not only can it raise the strength of you and me, it can also let you know boundless joy, you know?"

"Your Great Ming Palace is actually this uninhibited?"

Lord Chuan Ying recognized at a glance that this Monk was none other than one of the Great Yuan's enshrined offerings, Huan Xi Seng.

Although he didn't know how this Monk had ended up here, it didn't stop him from using the man to tease the people of Great Tang.

"My lord, you misunderstand; this is not a person of our Great Tang."

Shangguan Wan's face turned iron-green; not only had Huan Xi Seng somehow sneaked into the Great Ming Palace.

He even dared to flirt with the key figure she had gone through untold hardships to find—Shan Wanjing!

"Go, seize that mad Monk for me!"

At a single command, the several Great Tang enshrined offerings who had been on guard against Lord Chuan Ying immediately charged toward Huan Xi Seng.

Only, Huan Xi Seng looked crazy and erratic, and made a fool of himself several times.

But as a Great Yuan nation-protecting enshrined offering, his strength was actually extremely great.

The moment these Great Tang enshrined offerings reached his side, they hadn't even had time to do anything.

When they saw the air shudder, an unnamed aura spread outward.

In the next instant, these enshrined offerings' garments burst apart, and they died with blood streaming from their seven orifices.

"Beauty, don't run away now."

Huan Xi Seng paid no heed whatsoever to this terrifying scene, and like a cat toying with a mouse, continued to chase Shan Wanjing.

"Fine moves…"

Lord Chuan Ying's gaze sharpened; he could tell that this mad Monk's strength was not beneath his own.

Shangguan Wan's face grew even uglier; not only did Huan Xi Seng intend to abduct Shan Wanjing.

He had even killed several Great Tang enshrined offerings right in front of her, inside the Great Ming Palace!

Although these men were not nation-protecting enshrined offerings, they were still enshrined offerings!

This was no different from slapping the Empress Wu Zetian across the face!

"Audacious! Seize this beast for me!"

Wu Zetian had been watching coldly from the side; at this point she could no longer hold back, and strode out of the great hall with a furious roar.

"Huang Tian Wuji!"

At a single command, a Daoist Priest was seen bursting out from within the great hall.

With his hands sweeping up and down, a terrifying aura swept toward Huan Xi Seng.

"Another one at the early stage of Mythical Realm? Great Tang does still have some strength…"

Lord Chuan Ying saw through this man's strength at a glance, but paid it no heed whatsoever.

No matter how powerful, they still couldn't compare to the Seven Great Dragon Heads, especially the Great Dragon Head.

"Let this old Monk come and meet you!"

From behind Huan Xi Seng, a tall, thin Monk suddenly flashed out.

This Monk swept his two sleeves aside, and true essence rapidly took shape to his left and right.

One dragon, one elephant!

Then his hands crossed, and the dragon and elephant merged into one, emitting bursts of rumbling as they charged toward the Daoist Priest.

Boom!

When two Mythical Realm powerhouses clashed, how terrifying the force was.

With a single strike, even though the Daoist Priest tried his utmost to contain it.

The battle's aftershock still directly blasted several surrounding great halls into collapse.

"Damnable…"

Wu Zetian's face was dark as water; she had never expected the Great Yuan to be this mad.

Not only killing people right under her nose, but also knocking down her palaces.

Was this bullying Great Tang for having no one?

"All nation-protecting enshrined offerings, make your move! Capture these two mad Monks!"

"By your decree!"

Within the imperial palace, the nation-protecting patrons who had long been hidden finally appeared one by one.

Among them was none other than the Evil Emperor Xie Tiao, who had just concealed himself within this Great Ming Palace.

"Hehe! This is truly…"

Lord Chuan Ying couldn't help but grin crookedly—could Xie Tiao really dare to show himself?

"Amitabha!"

The Long Xiang Seng suddenly joined forces with Monk Huanxi and struck the Daoist Priest back with a single palm.

Then he chanted a Buddhist mantra and floated serenely in midair.

"A misunderstanding! Your Majesty Wu Zetian, my brother Monk Huanxi loves the Joyful Zen most."

"If he does not practice it for a single day, he grows unbearably lonely."

"Today, by chance, he passed by the Great Ming Palace, and his Joyful Zen craving struck—thus he committed this grave error."

"My humble self intervened only to prevent the misunderstanding from deepening."

"Now, I humbly apologize to Your Majesty and beg Your Majesty's forgiveness."

At this moment, Monk Huanxi also put on a look of terrified regret, bowed with clasped hands,

"Empress, this humble monk is guilty—today I offended Your Majesty."

"If Your Majesty will pardon me, I believe my Khan is willing to atone for my sins."

Upon hearing this, Wu Zetian's face turned green with rage.

So they killed her people, tore apart her palace, then said "it was an accident" and offered to make amends?

But if she erupted, would she truly risk war with the Great Yuan over this petty matter?

It would only let powers like Great Qin and the Qinglong Society smirk in secret.

While she hesitated, weighing her options, Lord Chuan Ying spoke:

"Xie Tiao, are you still planning to run?"

What did Tang's patrons or the Great Ming Palace matter compared to the Great Dragon Head mission?

Now that Xie Tiao has appeared, Tang can no longer avoid it—he won't escape even if he tries.

"This…"

Only now did the Tang forces realize in shock.

"I…"

Wu Zetian nearly cursed aloud.

Hadn't Shangguan Wan just sworn Xie Tiao wasn't here?

How could you be so foolish, walking right out and confessing without even being pressed?

She glanced again at the Long Xiang Seng, both smiling serenely—and she understood she had been tricked.