Finally, Jiang Ye was too lazy to make any more wild guesses and closed his eyes to rest.
The carriage slowly traveled through the Void Realm, surrounded by auspicious clouds and hazy, radiant light, like a flowing sea of light, illuminating the entire world with a sacred and solemn aura.
Above the sky, myriad rays of light scattered down, with faint cries of cranes and fleeting shadows of divine birds, as if one had entered an immortal realm.
Ahead, a majestic and grand Ancient Immortal Domain Holy Land emerged, enveloped in divine radiance and rising auspicious Qi.
It was located in the center of the Ancient Immortal Domain, where celestial meridians converged and earthly Qi gathered, and the Heaven and Earth Origin Qi surged like a tide, with profound Dao principles appearing and disappearing, coiling around the Peak of the palace.
This was the Ancient Immortal Court.
It had stood here since the creation of heaven and earth, enduring countless eons of trials; even though it had long since declined and no longer enjoyed the former glory of myriad races coming to worship, its Foundation remained, and it was still an immortal Holy Land in this era.
Jiang Ye stood on the carriage, his golden eyes slightly open, gazing at the magnificent Ancient Immortal Court, his heart unperturbed.
He came here today not to make friends, not to observe a ceremony, but to demand an explanation.
Inside the Ancient Immortal Court, lanterns and colorful decorations were already hung, and a floating immortal hall had been cleared out, enveloped in immortal mist, with ethereal immortal music, and the fragrant scent of Dao wafting through the air; various Ancient Immortal Court Elders and deacons were seated on both sides.
At the very top, an Old Ancestor dressed in a golden-purple Daoist robe sat in the center; he was the current Holy Lord of the Ancient Immortal Court, an ancient existence at the Peak of a Quasi-Emperor.
The Holy Lord had a gentle smile on his face, his expression seemingly open and warm.
"Divine Son Jiang's arrival is truly a blessing for our Ancient Immortal Court, bringing glory to our humble abode."
The Holy Lord cupped his hands in greeting, his voice resonant and his tone respectful.
Jiang Ye nodded slightly, his expression indifferent: "Holy Lord is too kind."
The Holy Lord's expression remained unchanged, still smiling as he welcomed Divine Son Jiang into the main hall, where bright lights shone like day, immortal mist rose, and Dao rhyme lingered; a banquet specially prepared for Divine Son Jiang was already set.
Su Qingmeng sat beside him, dressed in a peach-red gown, her beauty exquisite, as she scanned her surroundings without a change in expression.
In the main hall, several Elders and deacons of the Ancient Immortal Court were arranged on both sides, their robes bright, and although their brows carried kind smiles, Jiang Ye's glance caused him to secretly shake his head.
These people had low cultivation, their Qi and blood were decaying, and almost none of them were Supreme beings.
An ancient Dao lineage that once made all heavens wary had now dwindled to such a state.
If not for the three Quasi-Emperor Old Ancestors still supporting it, this decline would have long since led to it being annexed and devoured by various forces in the Heavenly Dao Domain.
Jiang Ye thought to himself.
Jiang Ye's demeanor was steady, his eyes slightly lowered, not in a hurry to speak.
The banquet atmosphere was lively, the Holy Lord chatted and laughed, constantly trying to inquire about the Jiang Clan's movements through polite conversation, but Jiang Ye always smiled without answering, not even mentioning Su Hongye's name once.
The Holy Lord then raised a spirit wine, his face full of smiles: "This wine is our Ancient Immortal Court's secret treasured immortal brew, Spirit Cloud Dew; Divine Son, why not try it?"
Jiang Ye took a small sip with a faint smile, but his tone became a few degrees colder: "Holy Lord's good intentions, I appreciate them."
A moment of silence.
Jiang Ye then changed the subject: "Holy Lord, I didn't come here just to drink and celebrate."
The Holy Lord was slightly startled, then forced a bitter smile and said: "Divine Son, please speak freely."
Jiang Ye's gaze suddenly became like lightning, staring directly at the Holy Lord, his Dao voice reverberating through the hall: "I wonder if the Holy Lord has heard that I was assassinated at the Fan Family the other day?"
The wine cup in the Holy Lord's hand paused slightly, but then he smiled and shook his head: "Divine Son, could it be that you were startled?"
"How could our Ancient Immortal Court allow such petty villains to act so recklessly?"
Jiang Ye's eyes grew colder, his tone becoming heavier: "The remnants of Fire Lotus City have been hiding in the Ancient Immortal Domain for many years, acting frequently, even openly intermarrying with the Fan Family, and openly entering and exiting various places in the Ancient Immortal Domain, yet your esteemed court had no inkling whatsoever?"
"Those like Zhang Chaoxian are all genuine remnants of Fire Lotus.
"Is your Ancient Immortal Court blind, or are you pretending to be deaf and mute?"
"Holy Lord... shouldn't you explain?"
As soon as these words were spoken, the faces of the Elders in the hall changed slightly, and the atmosphere immediately grew heavy.
The atmosphere in the hall instantly solidified, and everyone looked at the Holy Lord.
The Holy Lord was startled, then let out two dry laughs, flicked his sleeve, and slowly said: "Divine Son Jiang, how can everything in the world be perfectly known and understood?"
"The Ancient Immortal Domain is vast and boundless, and villains hide within its mountains and cracked lands; although our Ancient Immortal Court is stationed here, we cannot cover every single aspect."
"Furthermore, those people are skilled at concealment and have been hidden for many years without revealing any clues, which is not the fault of this court."
"As for the assassination, it is indeed infuriating; Divine Son Jiang, please rest assured, our Ancient Immortal Court will thoroughly investigate and show no leniency!"
Who doesn't know how to play dumb?
He was the Holy Lord, and over countless years, he had long learned how to argue with people, so how could he let Divine Son Jiang catch him so easily?
However... the Holy Lord was very puzzled; the other party was so direct, was this truly to demand an explanation?
What was the point?
Jiang Ye sneered, no longer bothering with superficial pleasantries with the other party, and said: "Thoroughly investigate? I'm afraid you've already investigated, but just don't want to make it public, right?"
His tone was not heavy, but his words contained a compelling chill.
The Holy Lord's face darkened.
He also realized at this point that this was a direct confrontation.
Jiang Ye ignored the other party's expression and continued: "There's another question."
"Tian Yin is someone from your Ancient Immortal Domain, right? Where is he now?"
The Holy Lord's face immediately sank, a hint of gloom appearing on his features.
He naturally understood the sharpness in Jiang Ye's words; this was a public provocation, a thorough demand for an explanation.
Damn it, Tian Yin and the remnants of Fire Lotus City, in the end, were not things caused by his Ancient Immortal Court.
What exactly did this Divine Son of the Jiang Clan want to do?
An inexplicable oppressive feeling enveloped the entire Immortal Palace Hall; even the many Elders dared not speak, lowering their heads, silent as cicadas in winter.
As the Lord of the Ancient Immortal Court, having been in charge for countless eons, when had he ever been questioned like this by a junior?
Yet, he couldn't erupt in anger, so he had to temporarily suppress it and force out a few smiles.
The Holy Lord suppressed his anger, feigning indifference: "Tian Yin's whereabouts are strange; he has been traveling the world alone for many years and is not controlled by our Ancient Immortal Court. This person acts erratically; if he truly colluded with Fire Lotus City, our Ancient Immortal Court will certainly not show leniency."
Jiang Ye smiled faintly, a mocking arc on his lips: "Your Ancient Immortal Court is indeed skilled at disclaiming responsibility."
"Then let's talk about Li Shou."
Jiang Ye's tone suddenly shifted, and his entire aura sharply intensified, like a divine sword sealed in its sheath instantly drawn, a cold light flashing.
"Li Shou, a remnant of Fire Lotus City, has now been captured by our Jiang Clan and successfully soul-searched."
"What's interesting is that the person secretly colluding with the Fire Lotus remnants is actually the behind-the-scenes controller of Taiwei Star Palace."
"Even more interesting is that this person has close ties with your Ancient Immortal Court."
"What does this indicate?"
"It indicates that your Ancient Immortal Court is suspected of participating in the assassination!"
"If it weren't for your backing, would this Li Shou dare to be so rampant? Dare to set up an engagement and collude with the Fan Family remnants?"
"Your Ancient Immortal Court claims to be completely unaware; who would believe that?"
At this moment, Qing Xuan on the side also spoke: "Assassinating our Divine Son of the Jiang Clan is an irreconcilable feud, Holy Lord, you must think carefully about which side you want to stand on."