```"The Qingtian Bureau has always been quite close to the Twelfth Prince," the Master ntioned, "aside from gathering information, I’m afraid they might have other objectives as well."
"However, why aren’t Great Cultivators allowed, but the Sword Seeking Boat is able to mobilize the power of the Heaven and Earth Law?" Lin Yue wondered.
"Sect Leader, the Sword Seeking Boat is, after all, a precious treasure painstakingly refined by the Sect Leader, much more valuable than a First Grade True Treasure. It hasn’t been fully activated, so naturally, it won’t affect the Divine Array," the Master explained gently.
Lin Yue then understood.
Just at that mont—
"Boom!"
From the darkness, a thunderous sound of tearing through the air suddenly ca from afar. A black warship, slightly larger and imnsely imposing, enveloped in a faint bluish glow, sped towards them at an astonishing velocity.
The terrifying montum and speed with which it cut through the air seed poised to ram into and shatter the Sword Seeking Boat.
In just an instant, the massive warship appeared a distance away in front of the Sword Seeking Boat.
Separated by only a few miles, on the warship flew a large flag flapping fiercely, boldly emblazoned with the character for ’Heng.’
"Sect Leader, it’s a warship from Duke Heng’s mansion!"
The Master imdiately conveyed a Divine Thought Transmission to Lin Yue, "Do we stop the boat?"
"Stop," Lin Yue nodded.
The Great Cultivator, seeing the warship hurtling towards them, seed startled and, in a rush, transford into a beam of fleeing light that flew downwards, eagerly dodging away.
Amidst the dense white fog, the Sword Seeking Boat quickly ca to a halt.
The imposing warship, sparkling with blue light, also stopped opposite them.
The massive currents of air stirred up by the flying boat and the warship collided like hurricane winds, the roaring sound gradually subsiding after a long while.
The blue light on the warship receded.
The white fog around the flying boat also began to fade.
At the nearest point, the warship and the flying boat were only about several dozen yards apart.
Lin Yue stood with his hands clasped behind his back at the edge of the flying boat’s deck, gazing across at the warship.
On the warship’s deck, lined up were soldiers clothed in black armor, thousands strong, each emanating an intense aura that was at least of a Martial Cultivator from the Five Elents Heavenly Barrier!
Among them were no lack of Martial Cultivators from the Four Symbols Heaven Barrier.
The figure at the forefront was an old man in luxurious robes, leaning on a cane, slightly hunched, with an aged face full of the weariness of the years, his murky eyes focusing on Lin Yue, appearing like an ordinary elderly man.
Behind him stood several people, bearing the attitude of followers or juniors.
Lin Yue had his suspicions and imdiately invoked the power of the Wind Elent to speak out, "Is the visitor Duke Heng?"
Before the elegantly dressed elder could speak, a beam of fleeing light from below flew between the flying boat and the warship, revealing itself to be none other than the Great Cultivator from the Qingtian Bureau.
The fleeing light dissipated to uncover a middle-aged man with a crown on his head, dressed in a purple official robe, and a blue jade hanging from his belt.
"I am Cai Jue, the chief officer of the Qingtian Bureau. I have seen Duke Heng."
The middle-aged man stood in the air and gave Duke Heng a respectful salute, saying, "Under the orders of the Head, I have co to pursue a thief who stole treasures from Prince Cheng Mansion. It’s been determined that the thief has fled onto this flying boat. I request Duke Heng to grant the convenience of taking these suspects back to the Qingtian Bureau for interrogation."
The gorgeously dressed elder looked at Cai Jue, his eyes slowly narrowing.
"Oh?"
Duke Heng’s gaze was cold, his face expressionless, "I never thought I’ve grown so old that even a chief officer of the Qingtian Bureau dares to speak before like this. What does Wei Tianxian usually say about ?"
Cai Jue’s face changed.
Wei Tianxian was the Head of the Qingtian Bureau, yet for such an influential minister like Duke Heng to directly ntion his na, although he had the right to do so, it was still far too disrespectful.
Taking a deep breath, he bowed and said, "Duke Heng, Prince Cheng Your Highness also attaches great importance to this matter, I ask for Duke Heng to show leniency."
Duke Heng hunched over, coughed once, and spoke in a low tone, "What, is Chief Officer Cai bringing out Prince Cheng to pressure ? By coincidence, I plan to visit Prince Cheng Mansion soon to ask for so clarity. Perhaps Chief Officer Cai can relay a ssage for , so I won’t need to send a formal invite."
Cai Jue was taken aback.
He didn’t expect Duke Heng to disregard even the face of Prince Cheng Your Highness!
And it seed, to have so grievance?
"Duke Heng, this official..."
Cai Jue was about to say more when one of the attendants behind Duke Heng, a tall and gaunt man with a knife, stepped forward and coldly shouted,
"Begone!"
His voice seed to transform into an invisible surge of trendous power that burst forth, causing Cai Jue’s expression to suddenly change, his body flickered with light, and he was pushed back hundreds of yards before he was able to stop. Biting his teeth, he turned and flew away without looking back.
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In a short while, the streak of mystical energy disappeared into the horizon.
Following that, the tall and lean sword-bearing retainer quietly retreated to stand silently behind Duke Heng.
Lin Yue coughed softly, taken aback in his mind.
Was it only an accompanying person, yet with a re shout he repelled a Great Cultivator, even making him leave the scene directly?
That would an the sword-bearing man must at least be a Great Cultivator too.
It seed that those few people behind Duke Heng could all possibly be Great Cultivators?
This was just the team sent out to find him, probably only the tip of the iceberg.
If it ca to the true foundation of the Duke Heng Mansion, what terrifying power would that be?
At this mont, Lin Yue suddenly gained so understanding of the power of the Duke Heng Mansion, and he understood how terrifying each Prince’s power could be.
"You are the man ntioned by Prince Zhen?" Duke Heng finally spoke up, looking at Lin Yue.
Lin Yue was sowhat puzzled.
Prince Zhen, that is, the Fourteenth Prince.
He knew that to strike at the Twelfth Prince, the Fourteenth Prince would definitely prepare in advance, clarifying the situation about Life and Death Chess with Duke Heng before his arrival in Jingzhou.
However, did the Fourteenth Prince not reveal his identity as a prince?
But seeing the equal manner in which Duke Heng treated him, he also understood that the other party probably knew but was just deliberately concealing it.
Lin Yue did not expose his own identity, nodding and saying, "Indeed, it is I."
Duke Heng slowly said, "How is Life and Death Chess?"
"It is inside the Flying Boat, still alive," Lin Yue said.
Life and Death Chess was Duke Heng’s legitimate eldest son, with the mark of the inherited bloodline within his body. As long as Life and Death Chess entered Jingzhou, Duke Heng would naturally be able to sense it.
No wonder Duke Heng quickly ca out from Di Hong City to find him.
Lin Yue glanced at the Master, coughed twice, and said, "Let’s release Life and Death Chess."
The Master nodded slightly and imdiately activated the Sword Seeking Boat.
Soon enough, with the mist churning, a young man clad in a black robe was brought out, bound by the mist.
That obscure and pale face, the blank and lifeless eyes, the pale skin underneath which tiny veins moved slowly like earthworms, except they seed black in color.
It was indeed Life and Death Chess.
"Duke Heng, this is... hmm?"
Before Lin Yue could see what was happening, he noticed that Duke Heng had already arrived on the deck of the Flying Boat and appeared before his eyes.
Was he too fast to see clearly?
Or was it Instant Teleportation?
The tall and lean sword-bearing retainer also floated over, landing behind Duke Heng.
At this mont, Duke Heng was staring intently at Life and Death Chess, his breathing sowhat shaky, his cloudy old eyes brimming with tears. He bent down, stretched out his hands, and gently touched Life and Death Chess’s face, with a trembling voice, "My son...my son..."
Yet... Life and Death Chess had no reaction, just vacantly and blankly staring at his own father.
Duke Heng’s body trembled, old tears flowing freely.
Those seemingly frail old hands were as though they possessed an unfathomable power, with a re light touch, the mist binding Life and Death Chess dissipated.
As if...
The power of the layers of Heaven and Earth Law were like nothing in front of this old man.
Although the Master was shocked, he felt it was quite normal.
After all, this was Duke Heng.
His ancestors were terrifying beings who fought alongside the God Emperor, and even their descendants were not to be underestimated!
After a while, Duke Heng took a deep breath, slowly straightened up, yet seed to have aged even further.
"Take the eldest son back to the mansion," he said in a deep voice.
After the tall and thin sword-bearing retainer took Life and Death Chess back to the warship, Duke Heng turned to Lin Yue, folding his hands in gratitude, "Saving my unworthy son, saving the Duke Heng Mansion, this old man must repay the debt of honor."
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