Chapter 1109: An Inevitable Figh (1/2)

In a stronghold of the Demons in the Dead Star Sea.

It was a vast piece of land that floated in the dark starry river. Dead silent, it didn’t have a single blade of grass growing on it.

Many Demon starships could be seen berthed on it. Numerous huge low-tier Demons were crouching on the ground around solid fortresses, breathing thick Demon qi.

A large amount of debris from exploded ancient starships that had carried various kinds of blood-chilling power was scattered around the floating land.

A misty, dark-purple ward enveloped the floating land like huge, semi-transparent eggshell.

In front of the floating land was berthed a starship from the Ancient Fragmentary Star Palace.

A man was sitting completely still on the prow, directly facing the floating land.

It was none other than the grand elder of the Ancient Fragmentary Star Palace, Mo Heng.

Standing behind him was Han Wanrong, who was the overseer of the Realm of Remote Heaven. At this moment, she was looking at him, her eyes filled with both reverence and worry.

RUMBLE!

A huge starship hanging the Void Spirit Society’s banners suddenly appeared like a shark that had been lurking in the depths of the sea.

Ji Yuanquan, a vice sectmaster of the Void Spirit Society, flew from the starship and landed next to Mo Heng. Glancing down at Mo Heng, he sighed. “Why so eager?”

Mo Heng looked up. Completely calm and composed, he said, “Sorry for ruining your peace, Brother Ji.”

“There’s no need to say that, given our relationship.” Then, after a moment of hesitation, he added with an apologetic tone, “Hong Minghui from our sect didn’t respect the basic principles. Our sectmaster has already scolded him and instructed him to pull all of his people from Mou Luo’s former domains.”

Mo Heng’s expression didn’t change in the slightest.

Ji Yuanquan went on. “Our sectmaster didn’t know about this until it happened. And I was in recovery after the battle in the Domain of Nether Heaven...”

Mo Heng waved his hand gently and said, “It’s all good.”

Ji Yuanquan then said, “Our sectmaster wanted me to tell you that Grand Monarch Primal Demon didn’t sustain any injuries during their recent battle. He merely consumed power.”

“Please thank Sectmaster Qu for me,” Mo Heng said expressionlessly.

“He also said that he’ll come here to support you when your duel against Grand Monarch Primal Demon starts,” Ji Yuanquan added.

Mo Heng’s eyes flickered slightly as he nodded and said, “Sorry to bother him.”

Fixing him with a compassionate look, Ji Yuanquan continued, “You don’t have to do this, you know. You’ve only lost touch with Sectmaster Ji for the time being. Our sectmaster assured me that, given Sectmaster Ji’s divine abilities, he couldn’t have perished in some unknown area of the starry river like people said.

“The recent frictions between your sect and the other sects were only caused by some juniors who don’t understand the immensity of heaven and earth.

“As far as our sectmaster and I see it, your sect will always be one of the four great sects. Nothing can change that. You don’t have to challenge the chief of the Demons just to reestablish your mighty image. After all, he entered the late tenth grade long ago, while you just broke through into the middle God domain.”

Ji Yuanquan earnestly advised against Mo Heng’s duel against Grand Monarch Primal Demon.

“My mind is made up!” Mo Heng said in a deep, determined voice.

Ji Yuanquan let out a deep sigh and fell silent.

A few hours later, another starship arrived.

Standing on the prow was Ye Wenhan, the grand elder of the Heaven Span Pavilion, who was elegant like a scholar.

He, who was at the early God domain, flew over to Mo Heng, bowed respectfully and said, “Brother Mo, some juniors of my sect didn’t understand the immensity of heaven and earth. He only attempted to incorporate Fang Zhe’s former domains because he listened to some ill-intentioned instigators. Please accept my apologies.”

He Lianxiong stood silently behind Ye Wenhan as he spoke.

As Mo Heng fixed his eyes on him, he hastily waved his hands and said with a bitter smile, “Please don’t misunderstand, Senior Mo. It wasn’t me!”

He Lianxiong was an arrogant man. Sometimes he even dared to talk back to Ye Wenhan.