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The person approaching was none other than the Lord of Samsara, now the current Holy Son of the Dao Race, Dao Tianyun.
“Holy Son Xu, long time no see,” the Lord of Samsara said with a smile.
“Something you want?” Xu Zimo asked calmly.
“It’s a pity you didn’t participate in this Martial Heaven Tournament. Miss Baili originally wanted to face you,” the Lord of Samsara said, shaking his head.
“So eager to die?” Xu Zimo replied.
“That’s not certain yet,” the Lord of Samsara said with a burning gaze. “You’ve always been this confident, haven’t you?”
Xu Zimo looked at the Lord of Samsara, then grabbed his collar and lifted him up.
“Do you really want to die that badly?”
“If Young Master Xu wanted to kill me, you would’ve done it already,” the Lord of Samsara said with a grin.
“What if I wiped out the Dao Race?” Xu Zimo said. “You were born there, don’t know if you still have any feelings for those people.”
“This is between us. It has nothing to do with others,” the Lord of Samsara said, his expression shifting slightly.
“You’re getting nervous,” Xu Zimo chuckled, releasing his grip.
“I’m just here to deliver a message,” the Lord of Samsara said after composing himself.
“After the Martial Heaven Tournament, Miss Baili would like to challenge you to a match. Do you dare accept?”
“A match, with no regard for life or death?” Xu Zimo asked.
“No, just a simple sparring session,” the Lord of Samsara replied.
“Then it’s pointless,” Xu Zimo said, waving his hand.
He ignored the Lord of Samsara and walked straight back into Baili City.
At this moment, Baili City was bustling with excitement. People were watching the matches with great enthusiasm and discussing them among themselves.
These competitors represented the future of the Eastern Continent.
On a small scale, this was a personal battle for the title of Grand Emperor.
On a larger scale, it was a contest for Heaven’s Will between the Eastern Continent and the other continents.
Why was the Middle Continent so strong? It wasn’t just about land area, it was because of the many lineages based there.
These lineages directly influenced the overall power of their regions.
The more lineages there were, the more options and opportunities common people had to join strong factions.
So each continent was secretly competing.
Not long after Xu Zimo left, Monk Great Wisdom followed him out.
“Not staying to watch?” Xu Zimo smiled.
“They can’t compare to you,” Monk Great Wisdom shook his head. “No point in watching.”
“There are still a few worth noting,” Xu Zimo said. “And the war for Heaven’s Will is unpredictable, no one’s confident they’ll win.”
“I believe in you. And I trust our ancestor’s divination,” Monk Great Wisdom said.
The two wandered around Baili City. At this time, the God World was still covered in heavy rain.
Since the spiritforce hadn’t fully descended yet, Xu Zimo wasn’t in a rush to act. He’d wait until everything settled before arranging the ruins.
In Baili City, the gambling houses had the largest crowds.
Some had correctly bet on the top eight, others left the competition with regret.
The whole city was in a state of intense excitement and celebration.
After a loop around the city, Xu Zimo and Monk Great Wisdom were about to return to Baili Manor.
Suddenly, two figures blocked their path.
“Our palace master would like to meet you,” they said.
The two were dressed in plain clothes, ordinary in appearance, and smiled as they spoke to Xu Zimo and Monk Great Wisdom.
Xu Zimo was a bit puzzled. He glanced at Monk Great Wisdom, then smiled. “Let’s go see.”
He didn’t know what these people wanted, so curiosity made him follow.
The two men led Xu Zimo and Monk Great Wisdom into a narrow alleyway.
“Please enter,” they said, stopping at the entrance of a large courtyard beside the alley.
“Mysterious,” Monk Great Wisdom commented. “Could this be one of your old acquaintances?”
“I don’t have many friends, no old acquaintances, really,” Xu Zimo replied, shaking his head.
They opened the courtyard door, which faced a central living room.
Two disciples in blue robes stood at the living room entrance.
On the backs of their robes was a single character: Zenith. It reminded Xu Zimo of a certain faction.
More accurately, he had encountered them before.
“This way please, our palace master awaits.”
Xu Zimo and Monk Great Wisdom entered the living room. Beside it stood a woman in a luxurious blue robe, her back facing them.
The robe shimmered like starlight.
Its collar was high, shaped like a blooming flower, covering her neck completely.
Her black hair was tied in a bun, secured with a jade hairpin.
“What business do you have with us?” Monk Great Wisdom asked first.
“Let me introduce myself,” the woman said, turning around and revealing a face that didn’t match her attire.
From behind, she looked like an older woman.
But once she turned, she was clearly a young girl.
About the same age as Xu Zimo, with a slightly youthful face, almond-shaped features, heavy makeup, and striking red lips.
“Let me introduce myself. I’m Gong Yun'er, the Young Palace Master of the Otherworldly Zenith Palace,” she said with a smile.
The Otherworldly Zenith Palace. Xu Zimo had heard that name again.
He had encountered people from the Otherworldly Zenith Palace before, back when he and the God Emperor were in the Elden Lands.
At that time, they had tried to invade the Elden Lands but were killed by Xu Zimo and his group.
And in his past life, the name of this faction was infamous.
Even more terrifying than many lineages.
“Why aren’t you saying anything? Haven’t heard of us?” Gong Yun'er smiled.
“Why did the Young Palace Master seek us out?” Monk Great Wisdom asked.
He didn’t know this faction but sensed they weren’t friendly.
“I’d like to ask a favor,” Gong Yun'er said.
“We’re strangers. Asking a favor outright might be inappropriate,” Xu Zimo said with a smile.
“You don’t have to help,” Gong Yun'er smiled. “But if you do, it could save your lives.”
“We’re not in danger, what’s there to save us from?” Monk Great Wisdom narrowed his eyes, then laughed softly.
“Then I won’t beat around the bush. Baili City is already surrounded by the Otherworldly Zenith Palace,” Gong Yun'er said. “Everyone’s life here will be in my hands. You get what I’m saying, right? I control whether you live or die.”
“Did you wake up yet?” Monk Great Wisdom laughed and shook his head.
“Do you even know who’s in this city? I’ve never heard of the Otherworldly Zenith Palace before, don’t know where you crawled out from, and yet you dare talk so big? Are you planning to challenge the entire Eastern Continent?”
“You’re wrong. It’s not that we don’t dare. We came precisely for these people,” Gong Yun'er smiled.
“We must take the Eastern Continent seriously, of course, but don’t forget.
“The only real power here is the Baili Imperial Clan, a single clan.”