The Monarch Of Everlasting Night Chapter 454: Schemes and Plots Unveiled! (Part 1) - Novel Cool

Chapter 454: Schemes and Plots Unveiled! (Part 1)

Chapter 454: Schemes and Plots Unveiled! (Part 1)

Yin Yunxiao stood tall, his eyes filled with hatred as he spoke, "Lan Xinxue, Netherworld Palace; Shi Chang Jian, Azure Shadow Palace; and you, Purple Robe Palace, White Cloud Palace, Yin Water Palace, Heaven Fire Palace, Snowflake Palace... And you, Stupa, Illusion, Cold Sword..."

Yin Yunxiao's eyes, filled with hatred, scanned each of them.

He spoke calmly, "Within the Yin Yang Realm, all of you major sects have committed countless bloody crimes against the Underworld, accumulating debts of blood! Out of the sixty-eight people from the Underworld who entered the Yin Yang Netherworld, only twenty-seven of us managed to survive!"

Shi Chang Jian, furious, exclaimed, "Bullshit! You twist the truth and confuse right from wrong. Why don't you mention what the Underworld did first?"

He glared at Jiang Bi Huang.

With the relationship between the Underworld and the Heavenly Palace already strained, there was no harm in speaking out. However, they had not yet reached a breaking point with the Heavenly Palace.

Simultaneously opposing the Heavenly Palace and the Underworld would be extremely difficult and unwise.

Therefore, he could only bring up the Underworld but not implicate the Heavenly Palace.

Although he felt the same hatred, he had to forcibly suppress it.

Lan Xinxue shared a similar thought, "Yin Yunxiao, when you speak, you should be reasonable. Has the Underworld completely abandoned reason? You only see your own losses and don't consider the reasons behind them?"

The other major sects also voiced their accusations.

The atmosphere became intense.

After such a long time of fermentation, those who had initially doubted Fang Che's incitement now, after witnessing the battles, began to believe without a shred of doubt.

Bloodshed and death were always the best catalysts for deepening hatred.

Jiang Bi Huang and his sister were astonished, never expecting that the Underworld would become the target of everyone's arrows.

How did I not know about this?

But he hadn't anticipated that if not for the Heavenly Palace's overwhelming strength and their reluctance to confront both the Underworld and the Heavenly Palace simultaneously, their current predicament might not be much different from Yin Yunxiao's.

The situation was as clear as day.

Yin Yunxiao pursed his lips, his cold and lifeless eyes fixed on everyone.

He didn't refute or offer any explanations.

After the continuous battles and deaths, there was no need for further justifications.

The situation had truly reached the point Yin Yunxiao had mentioned earlier: If they couldn't defeat them in battle, would explaining things clearly be enough to dispel the grudges? Even if they were willing, he wasn't!

Yin Yunxiao spoke with a chilling tone, "I'm not here to reason with you or offer any explanations. I'm here to tell you that right and wrong will be judged after we leave the Yin Yang Realm. There will always be a time when the truth comes to light."

"Even if everyone here dies, we won't back down from seeking justice, both for you and for ourselves!"

Yin Yunxiao continued calmly, "But I, Yin Yunxiao, will remember this debt. If you want to settle scores with me, why wouldn't I want to do the same? The rivers and lakes are vast, with years, months, days, lakes, and mountains."

"If the sun doesn't shine, the moon will; if the moon doesn't shine, the year will. There will always be a time to draw our blades; if the mountains don't turn, the waters will, and if the waters don't turn, there will still be a day when blood is shed!"

"So, fellow sects, we won't settle our accounts today. We'll meet again in the rivers and lakes. This is because I have other matters to attend to today. If we die here, the Underworld will acknowledge it. If we don't, there will be another day when we meet again!"

Everyone was confused.

What was this guy up to? He spoke as if he had been wronged, but clearly, they were the ones who had wronged him first.

After saying these words, Yin Yunxiao took a step forward.

The battle's momentum suddenly peaked, and a fierce and sharp aura surged forth.

Pointing at Fang Yun, who was watching from the sidelines, Yin Yunxiao said, "Fang Yun! Come out!"

Even with Fang Yun's high level of composure, he was taken aback and pointed at himself in surprise, asking Yin Yunxiao, "Me?"

He couldn't help but look at Yan Bei Han in astonishment.

What did I do?

Why did I offend this kid?

However, Yan Bei Han didn't look at him. Instead, he scanned the surroundings, as if searching for something.

Yan Bei Han was growing anxious as Fang Che still hadn't appeared.

Why haven't you come out yet?

Could he be injured?

The thought made him want to turn around immediately and search for Fang Che.

He couldn't spare a glance at Fang Yun.

Fang Yun had no choice but to turn and look at Yin Yunxiao, a casual smile on his face as he spoke with a light tone, "Yin Yunxiao, you're looking for me. Is there something you need?"

Yin Yunxiao stared at Fang Yun's astonished expression, unable to hold back his anger. "Are you pretending to be your mother? I clearly called out to Fang Yun, not a dog! Are your ears stuffed and your mouth full of fur that you can't understand human speech?"

Fang Yun's face darkened.

His eyes turned sharp, and he said, "You will pay for those words, Yin Yunxiao. I guarantee it!"

Yin Yunxiao burst into laughter, "Today, I have no intention of staying alive. Pay a price? Fang Yun, who are you trying to scare? A few words, what's the big deal? If you can do it, so can I!"

Fang Yun immediately realized there was a problem: someone was framing him!

He wasn't Yin Yunxiao, and Fang Yun had a keen sense of the bigger picture.

He didn't mind taking action against the Underworld, but he wanted to know who had plotted against him. Although he would eventually have to confront the Underworld, it was a completely different matter from acting without understanding the situation.

Moreover, Yin Yunxiao's sudden change in attitude made Fang Yun immediately think of something else: rules and opportunities!

I didn't come looking for you, but you came to me. Excellent!

Fang Yun's eyes turned cold as he looked at Yin Yunxiao, like a venomous snake watching its prey approach its trap.

He began to lay out his plans immediately.

With a faint smile, he said with a hint of amusement, "Oh? Don't rush to take action. Then tell me, what did I do?"

Yin Yunxiao's icy gaze fixed on Fang Yun as he gritted his teeth, "Yes, it's that aura of yours. That air of superiority, looking down on everything. Fang Yun, you're putting on an act, and you're doing it well. Pretending to be confused, you're doing a good job of that too."

Fang Yun shook his head with a carefree smile, "Let's make this clear. With so many people here, are you afraid I'll deny it? Go ahead and speak up, let everyone hear how I, Fang Yun, did this."

Yin Yunxiao took a deep breath and extended his hand, saying word by word, "Fang Yun, I'll give you a chance. Return the spiritual herbs you stole from the Underworld!"

Jiang Bi Huang and the others were shocked and turned to look at Fang Yun.

Fang Yun had stolen from Yin Yunxiao? This was big news!

"Oh? It seems someone stole from you and used my name?"

Yin Yunxiao didn't make a move, which made Fang Yun feel more confident. He smiled, thinking about his plans and laying them out even more calmly.

Fang Yun smiled, looking down at Yin Yunxiao and said calmly, "What? You were robbed?"

Yin Yunxiao, as the Netherworld Prince, a formidable figure in the martial world, has always been the one to scheme against and take advantage of others. But now, you've been outmaneuvered yourself. This is truly an oddity."

These words were like resounding slaps, striking Yin Yunxiao's face repeatedly.

Yin Yunxiao's face turned red, his pupils flashing with a bloody glow, and he said, "Feng Yun, you're just using your silver tongue to mock others. Don't you think it's inappropriate? I'm only asking you, will you return it or not?"

Behind him, the twenty-six Netherworld disciples were enveloped in a chilling ghostly aura, ready to fight.

It was clear that they had gathered their cultivation and were prepared for a life-or-death battle.

But Feng Yun merely glanced at them indifferently and said, "How can you be sure it was me who took it from you? As long as you present evidence or witnesses, everything can be discussed."

To expose the culprit behind the scenes and for his own plans, Feng Yun was willing to offer some Heavenly Materials to Yin Yunxiao.

Because the person hiding in the shadows was the one Feng Yun considered the most dangerous.

The reason was that Yin Yunxiao, as the Netherworld Prince, was narrow-minded, ruthless, selfish, and arrogant. He had countless flaws, but he was definitely not a fool.

That person framed an ordinary disciple of the sect, and Yin Yunxiao believed it was him causing trouble. Feng Yun didn't care at all.

But if even someone of Yin Yunxiao's status could be deceived, then it was too dangerous. This indicated that the impersonator had reached a level of mimicry that was almost perfect—and this was what Feng Yun feared the most.

As for Yin Yunxiao, he didn't hold any importance in Feng Yun's heart.

So, the first thing he wanted to clarify was this matter. But in the process of clarification, he would lead Yin Yunxiao into a trap, step by step, without wasting any time.

Yin Yunxiao, enraged, laughed and said, "Feng Yun, do you think you've done everything perfectly? Do you think I can't produce evidence?"

Feng Yun shook his head. "I don't feel that way, but when you cause trouble for me, you can't just make empty accusations. Don't say that I, Feng Yun, don't want to reason. Even if we were to reason, can everything be decided by your words alone?"

He sneered, "You say I took it from you, so I should give you a pile of Heavenly Materials? What if I say it was you who took it from me? Shouldn't you return it to me then?"

A mocking smile appeared on his face as he said calmly, "After all, people can say and do anything. Compared to a vast amount of Heavenly Materials, what's a face worth? Isn't that the logic, Yin Yunxiao?"

Yin Yunxiao's body trembled with rage.

His eyes almost popped out of their sockets.

His heart and liver felt like they were exploding.

But there was no evidence!

Not only him, even Fang Che, who impersonated Feng Yun, couldn't produce any evidence.

Yet Yin Yunxiao firmly believed it.

"It's you! It's your attitude, your demeanor, your lofty tone, your indifferent voice, your aura of authority... No one in the entire Yin-Yang Realm, except you, could possess such a quality!"

The other Netherworld disciples, and even the disciples from other sects, all nodded in agreement.

Indeed, Feng Yun's lofty and dignified demeanor, his long-term control over life and death, and his peak authority were not easily imitated by others!

Feng Yun furrowed his brows.

He understood as soon as he heard it. The tone, accent, aura, and demeanor had been perfectly imitated by the impersonator, making it difficult for even Yin Yunxiao to distinguish.

While Yin Yunxiao couldn't produce evidence, Feng Yun himself couldn't explain it either—though he didn't want to.

Who could it be?

Feng Yun's gaze swept across the faces of all the team leaders.

He said with a sigh, "Yin Sheng Zi's evaluation is too high. Is it that in your heart, the esteemed Young Palace Master of the Heavenly Palace, Jiang Bi Huang, can't even compare to me in terms of demeanor, aura, and bearing? Aren't you easily offending people?"

Indeed, Feng Yun's first suspect was Jiang Bi Huang.

There was indeed some similarity between the two: both were lofty and carefree.

But Jiang Bi Huang had a touch of youthfulness and arrogance.

While Feng Yun was already steady and composed, like an endless ocean.

Yin Yunxiao said calmly, "Don't sow discord. This matter definitely wasn't done by Jiang Bi Huang. Feng Yun, I only recognize you! I'm only asking you, will you return it or not?"

Feng Yun spoke with a desolate tone, "Yin Yunxiao, do you understand the rules?"

This sentence revealed the true intent.

Everyone's hearts trembled.

Yin Yunxiao didn't respond, only staring at him intently.

Feng Yun said coldly, "The trial rules of the Yin-Yang Realm are clear. Whoever seizes it first, it belongs to them. Yin Yunxiao, haven't you ever taken something from others?"

Yin Yunxiao still didn't respond.

took it from others, so it's yours?" Feng Yun furrowed his brows slightly and said calmly, "But if others took it from you, why do you insist on not letting it go? What kind of logic is this?"

"Even if it wasn't me, Feng Yun, who took it from you, so what? If I took it, it's because I have the ability and skill. It's mine! Why should I return it to you? If we have to return what we seize, then why do we even seize in the first place? The trial rules of the Yin-Yang Realm only allow you to take from others but not others from you?"

This sentence resonated with everyone's thoughts.

The disciples from other major sects all showed agreement in their eyes.

Although their stances were different, what Feng Yun said was indeed true.

You Netherworld disciples are truly lacking in manners!

Feng Yun scolded with authority, "Yin Yunxiao, you Netherworld disciples, are you just going to be so shameless? Such despicable methods, were they taught to you by your Netherworld elders? What kind of upbringing and rules do you Netherworld disciples have?"

He mocked, "Everyone knows that our Only Me Sect doesn't reason. Even I myself admit that our Only Me Sect might not be very reasonable, but I never thought that the Netherworld, which leads the world's sects, would be even less reasonable than me, Feng Yun. This is truly strange."

Feng Yun's words were both insulting and damaging, not causing much harm but carrying a strong insult. Moreover, they escalated from personal to the sect, each word like a deadly blade.

Yin Yunxiao let out a miserable, piercing howl.

The long sword on the ground clanged, leaping into his hand.

"Netherworld disciples, the Eighteen Hell Ghost Killing Formation! Kill Feng Yun!"

A loud bang sounded.

The long swords rose uniformly from the ground.

They landed in the hands of the twenty-six Netherworld disciples, their sword tips pointing straight up.

Unmoving.

It was as if a tombstone had been firmly placed in front of a grave.

"Kill!"

Yin Yunxiao was just about to shout this word.

Yan Bei Han was surprised and exclaimed, "There's someone else coming out?"

It was indeed Fang Che who emerged.

There was a fight about to happen, but the timing wasn't right yet.

Fang Che had been hiding in the forest, observing as an outsider, and he clearly saw that Feng Yun's plan was to force Yin Yun Xiao to a desperate situation.

So he had to come out and disrupt the situation, as well as dampen Yin Yun Xiao's momentum.

He would never cooperate with Feng Yun on anything else, but this time he had to! Not only that, but he had to make a powerful move! So he immediately jumped out with a 'pfft' sound.

Yan Bei Han had been keeping an eye on the exit, and when Fang Che finally appeared, he couldn't help but feel concerned, ignoring everything else.

Even when Feng Yun repeatedly hinted and gestured for Yan Bei Han to help deal with Yin Yun Xiao, he didn't notice.

And even if he did, he wouldn't pay attention.

Why should I help you deal with the trouble you caused? But now... Fang Che has finally come out.

Yan Bei Han was both surprised and delighted, but he couldn't show it too obviously, so he just said, "Everyone, look over there!"

Following his words, everyone turned their heads in unison.

At the entrance, Fang Che appeared in a disheveled state, limping and staggering, his face slightly pale, clearly injured. Despite trying to maintain a steady gait, it was evident that one of his legs wasn't functioning properly.

Dong Yun Yu quickly flew over, exclaiming, "You're injured? How could you be injured? You're such a fool! You finally got what you deserved!"

This attitude of schadenfreude left everyone else stunned.

Aren't they on the same side? Aren't they both Guardians? How could they... act like this?

Fang Che burst into laughter, "Everyone, it's been a while! It's been ten years since I've seen so many people, and it feels so strange. Ah, Sister Lan, hello."

It had indeed been ten years since he had seen so many people, and this was a shared feeling among everyone present.

Hearing this, they couldn't help but show various expressions on their faces.

And on the Netherworld side...

Yin Yun Xiao, leading all his fellow disciples, had just managed to assume a battle stance and raise their desperate fighting spirit, but Fang Che's sudden appearance completely disrupted their formation.

When Yan Bei Han shouted, many Netherworld disciples couldn't help but turn their heads as well.

This pause gave Jiang Bi Huang the opportunity he needed.

Jiang Bi Huang and Jiang Bi Xiao quickly moved, inserting themselves between Feng Yun and Yin Yun Xiao. In a low voice, Jiang Bi Huang scolded, "Yin Yun Xiao! What are you doing? According to the trial rules, whoever grabs it first gets to keep it. That's the rule!"

Yin Yun Xiao clenched his teeth in hatred, feeling ashamed as his body burned with humiliation. With a shattered heart and liver, he said to Jiang Bi Huang, "All our Netherworld rings were taken by him... I... we can't explain ourselves..."

After saying this, the intense shame almost drove Yin Yun Xiao to draw his sword and commit suicide on the spot.

"Ah?"

Both Jiang Bi Huang and Jiang Bi Xiao exclaimed in surprise.

Their faces showed a mix of emotions.

No wonder Yin Yun Xiao had gone crazy; now it made sense.

They had been completely shaved bald on this trip to the Netherworld!

"All of them? Not even one left?"

Jiang Bi Huang's eyes almost popped out, "How could this happen?"

"We were all injured, so I put all the rings in my ring... Feng Yun chopped off my hand..."

Yin Yun Xiao glared at Feng Yun, his eyes filled with murderous intent.

"This...

(End of Chapter)

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