After the other party’s emotions stabilized, Wang Junze slowly responded, “I once asked the remnant soul left by my master this question.”

“What did he say?”

The woman in purple stared intently at Wang Junze and pursued the question.

Revealing a hint of recollection in his eyes, no matter how long ago it was, Wang Junze still clearly remembered every word and expression of Ye Piaoling at that time, and softly recited,

“In this world, there’s no such thing as immortality; even the strongest can’t defeat time. I have naturally died, so there’s no need for taboo!”

“Nonsense!”

Upon hearing Wang Junze’s words, the woman in purple immediately cursed, “What nonsense about time? If I can still be alive now, why should Ye Piaoling be dead?”

“Even if all the ancient powerhouses died, if one person survived, that person must be Ye Piaoling!”

“???”

These words really stunned Wang Junze. Although he already knew that his master was undoubtedly the top powerhouse in ancient times, such strength was too absurd, wasn’t it?

Moreover, if it was just speculation before, this statement naturally confirmed what Wang Junze had in mind; this mad woman is indeed an unparalleled powerhouse from ancient times who has lived until now.

“Senior means… my master was lying to me?”

Hesitating for a moment, Wang Junze cautiously asked back.

Glancing coldly at Wang Junze, the woman in purple did not answer.

“What a waste, to be tricked by those fools from the Guan Family as Ye Piaoling’s disciple! You’ve completely disgraced Ye Piaoling!”

“…”

Is there any causal relationship here?

Besides, Ye Piaoling left nothing except the inheritance of Chess Swordsmanship. It’s already impressive that I’ve survived until now, right?

Of course, Wang Junze evidently didn’t dare to say this.

However, from the tone of the other party, Wang Junze seemed to perceive that this mad woman was very familiar, or rather… in awe of his cheap master.

Thinking of this, Wang Junze once again tentatively asked, “Does senior know the master?”

“Know him?” With a sneer, the woman in purple coldly replied, “I ended up in today’s situation, all thanks to him. Do you think I know him or not?”

“???”

Oh no!

Could she be an enemy?

For a moment, the smile on Wang Junze’s face suddenly froze.

“Scared?” Revealing a sudden brilliant smile, the woman in purple softly said, “Then why don’t you betray the Yijian Sect and join me? Not only will I spare your life, but I’ll also teach you all I know. How about it?”

Hearing these words, Wang Junze couldn’t help but feel a jump in his heart.

This mad woman is so unpredictable that Wang Junze couldn’t quite figure out which of her words were true or false.

With thoughts racing through his mind, Wang Junze cautiously glanced at the other party and answered honestly, “The master has told me that I need not discriminate among sects. If the opportunity arises to join others, it’s not impossible. If senior doesn’t mind… I am naturally willing.”

“Get out, get out, get out!”

Hearing Wang Junze’s words, the woman in purple turned livid and angrily cursed, “Shameless thing, you’re just like him, taking an inch and wanting a mile! Is your brain full of water? The Nine-Nine Thunder Tribulation has passed, and your Great Path foundation is established; what do I have to teach you? Destroy your Sword Dao foundation and start over?”

“…”

Though being scolded, Wang Junze felt not a trace of fear in his heart but rather a touch of joy.

He’s not a fool; hearing up to this point, it’s clear that the relationship between this mad woman and his master is not one of life-and-death enemies. At least… he wouldn’t be implicated due to his identity, and in fact, might even receive some protection. Thus, his little life is most likely saved.

“How should I address senior?”

With a wry smile, Wang Junze asked again.

“Since you are his disciple, you have the qualification to know my identity. I am the Purple Sky Thunder God Venerable, Han Zixiao, once also known as the Purple Sky Divine Monarch.”

“Junior Wang Junze, pays respects to the Purple Sky Divine Monarch!”

With a slight bow, Wang Junze formally saluted.

Receiving this bow from Wang Junze calmly, Han Zixiao then replied lightly, “I bestow upon you the Nine-Nine Thunder Tribulation to help you forge the Supreme Path Foundation; even if Ye Piaoling were here, he could withstand this bow from you.”

“Thank you, senior!”

At this point, Wang Junze naturally wouldn’t complain about the dangers of the Thunder Tribulation. After thanking her sincerely, he inquired, “Has senior been secluded here for these years?”

“Secluded, my foot. Don’t say it so nicely; I’ve just been trapped here.”

Rolling her eyes impatiently, Han Zixiao disdainfully replied, “Now the Path Rules are incomplete; if I leave this place, I will be rejected by the Power of Heaven and Earth, lightly struck down by the Path Tribulation, severely erased by the Path Rules. I’m merely a prisoner.”

This notion of incomplete Path Rules is not new to Wang Junze, so he wasn’t surprised, but he didn’t expect such great restrictions on an ancient powerhouse like Han Zixiao.

After some thought, Wang Junze then asked, “I’ve heard that some Divine Domain powerhouses who rely on Ancient Supreme Treasures to break into their realm are also trapped within Ancient Secret Realms…”

“Don’t compare those wastes to me!”

With a hint of contempt in her eyes, Han Zixiao disdainfully said, “Those who enter the Path using the incomplete Path Rules from treasures, they are all on false paths. When the Path Tribulation arrives, they will all turn to dust and ashes. What do those wastes count as Divine Domain?”

“When the Path Rules are restored, these petty scoundrels will naturally face the Path Tribulation’s punishment, and not one in ten will survive!”

“Can the Path Rules be restored?”

With a jump in his heart, Wang Junze couldn’t help but ask again.

“Naturally, and… it won’t be too long!”

Han Zixiao answered calmly, “By then, new Divine Domain powerhouses will be born, and these people will be the protagonists of this era.”

In an instant, Wang Junze’s mind conjured up the image of the Director of the Judgment Department. If the Path Rules were restored, then likely the first Divine Domain powerhouse to break through would be this Lord Chief; perhaps the other party was waiting for this opportunity.

However, when that time comes, the world might truly fall into chaos.

Does the Four Great Celestial Sects and the Court know about this?

They are most likely aware; now the Court and the Four Great Celestial Sects remain in a standoff and are probably also waiting for this day.

“Since you have already passed the Path Tribulation, you naturally have the qualification to vie for this opportunity, but… you won’t have much time.”

Glancing at Wang Junze, Han Zixiao spoke again.

“It seems there might be some trouble.” With a bitter smile, Wang Junze said helplessly, “Currently, the Court and the Four Great Celestial Sects all want to kill me; even the Guan Family… didn’t they want to use senior’s hand to kill me within this Secret Realm?”

“Useless!”

With a cold glance at Wang Junze, Han Zixiao impatiently said, “Are you even worthy of being Ye Piaoling’s disciple? Always timid, without a hint of Ye Piaoling’s spirit. No matter who it is, just kill them!”

“Kill all these fools, and naturally, no one will dare to oppose you.”

“…”

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