Chapter 492: The Northern Celestial Pole

Chapter 492: The Northern Celestial Pole

The words of Candle Dragon left Lu Heng looking utterly perplexed.

For a moment, he truly didn't know how to justify himself.

After all, everything sounded too coincidental indeed

"Were the four symbolic cauldrons lost by Wu Gu?" Lu Heng's expression was somewhat speechless.

The little fox had already inherited Wu Gu's mantle, which he had known beforehand.

However, he was unaware that the little fox had unintentionally lost the four symbolic cauldrons of the ten witches of the Spirit Mountain.

Moreover, it appears that the suspected four symbolic cauldrons have coincidentally surfaced at the Arctic Skyark Palace

Lu Heng sighed helplessly and said, "Those who know me, blame me; only time will reveal all."

Candle Dragon and Jiu Mie chuckled and nodded in agreement.

And so, the three of them sat by the window, waiting for the arrival of the final large cauldron.

And the demons didn't keep them waiting for long. In the third hour after the passing of the third grand cauldron, the fourth grand cauldron finally appeared beneath the demonic clouds on the horizon.

However, this time, there were no demon soldiers guarding, nor was there a demonic dragon carrying the cauldron.

When the bronze cauldron, emanating strong evil death qi, flew in from the horizon, there was only one woman in a green robe, her face veiled and her true features indiscernible, accompanying it.

Ultimately, under the watchful gaze of Lu Heng and his two companions, the enigmatic woman in green attire, whose origins remained unknown, guided the large bronze cauldron into the palace, vanishing within the inner sanctum of the main hall.

Candle Dragon and Jiu Mie exchanged a glance, and Candle Dragon spoke, "Friend Jiu Mie, have you ever heard of a mysterious woman in green attire with such an enigmatic status in the Arctic Skyark Palace?"

Jiu Mie chuckled and said, "Friend Candle Dragon, with your esteemed status and numerous connections, capable of perceiving every movement within the Celestial Desolation Realm, it is unlikely that you haven't heard of this mysterious woman in green attire. As for an isolated old ascetic cultivator like myself, it is even less probable."

After saying that, the two of them looked at Lu Heng once again.

Lu Heng looked helpless and said, "Even my magic eyes cannot discern the face of this woman Her veil must be an exceptionally powerful Magical Tool, capable of concealing her appearance and aura."

Lu Heng spoke honestly and truthfully.

Candle Dragon and Jiu Mie, on the other hand, laughed heartily and said, "We didn't say anything Why are you so nervous, my friend?"

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Lu Heng was left speechless upon hearing the banter and teasing remarks of his two mischievous companions.

While the three of them were chatting and laughing in a side hall, simultaneously, in a hidden chamber within the core area of the Arctic Skyark Palace, there arose a faint fragrance of sandalwood.

The young woman in the green robes, who had accompanied the final arrival of the majestic bronze cauldron, was now standing in the secret chamber, extending the wooden box in her hand to the youth-like Demon King Sun Yan.

Next to him, standing by, Nine Phoenix chuckled softly and remarked, "The situation is already set, we just await the opportune moment."

After taking a glance at the contents inside the wooden box, the young man in white attire found his stern countenance somewhat softened.

And behind her, the cold-faced young man in white, after the departure of Nine Phoenix, took a deep breath and turned to look at the scroll painting enshrined in the secret chamber.

The painting paper made from Azure Dragon's skin, immortal for millions of years.

The ink refined from the blood of the colossal ink shark of the North Sea, never fading.

The one who painted this scroll is a remarkable figure in the demonic path, the legendary West Sea demon known as Lianbiweng, whose true form was cultivated from a brush. Drawing upon the divine thoughts of numerous individuals familiar with the visage of the Wolf God, this magnificent work was completed within a day and a night, almost capturing the essence of the Wolf God's past glory.

The white-clad man on the scroll, laughing with hands behind his back, exudes a gentle and carefree demeanor, as if everything in the world presents no challenge in his eyes.

If an uninformed person were to suddenly come across this painting, they might even believe that there is truly a person standing here.

For a disciple of Hanyu Mountain like Sun Yan, this painting is an incomparable treasure. Every time he looks at this scroll, it is as if he is transported back to the days when he was still at Hanyu Mountain, under the tutelage of the revered Wolf God.

Carefree, lazy, and indifferent towards worldly matters

In the confined chamber, a tear trace unknowingly slid down the corner of the young man's eyes, clad in white.

Under the gentle gaze of the man in white, he took a deep breath and reverently knelt down, offering a long, profound bow.

"Master, I feel the inclination to succumb to darkness"

Inside the confined chamber, the murmured whispers of the young man in white were hoarse yet resolute.

"But rest assured, your disciple will never let you down!"

Inside the secluded chamber, the youth prostrated, surrounded by ethereal incense.

Outside the secluded chamber, as dusk settled and the sun sank in the west, Nine Phoenix stood at the end of the palace corridor, bearing a gentle smile, silently overlooking the vast palace complex beneath.

The young woman in a veiled scarf passed through the demonic realm, having no intention to partake in the upcoming feast of dark forces.

The Hei Yan brothers chuckled gleefully as they walked towards the banquet hall of the main palace guided by the maidservant.

In the splendid radiance of the lights, as demonic creatures gathered, the long-desolate Arctic Skyark Palace witnessed a rare surge of liveliness.

Further to the north, amidst the vast expanse of ice and snow, the low growls of wild beasts sounded chilling in the midst of the fierce blizzard. A terrifying black silhouette, colossal as a mountain, was silently advancing through the savage snowstorm, heading southward.

The guests from beyond the realm had taken their positions early, standing in the distant void, using their unique Magical Tool to glimpse into the scenes of the Skyark Palace, hesitating to approach too closely.

And if one were to look to the north, they would see within the North Sea, where the chilling winds howl and blizzards rage, a fierce snowstorm heading southward.

In this secluded northern extreme, far from the realm of ordinary beings, an unprecedented chaos, beyond anyone's expectations, is unfolding

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