Invincible from Seeing the BOSS's Health Bar

Both being violent organizations, his Eight Veins and the Demon Blade Army’s Eight Veins, in a sense, are in a competitive relationship. It’s only because the division of labor is clear enough that there isn’t much conflict.

But in private, everyone compares the strengths of Fengtian Prefecture and the Demon Blade Army.

One represents the ultimate personal strength, following an elite route.

The other represents the ultimate collective power, with militarized management, achieving qualitative change through quantitative change to assist generals in demonstrating stronger roles.

It’s hard to say which is superior or inferior, stronger or weaker.

But the busyness of Fengtian Prefecture and the leisure of the Demon Blade Army are clearly evident.

The people of Fengtian Prefecture are busy with affairs all day, whereas the Demon Blade Army enjoys good food and drink, receiving high military funding every year, despite not undertaking many missions. Anyone watching would have some thoughts and hidden conflicts.

That’s why the Lord of Mansion bluntly commented.

What a pity...

”Don’t slander me. I haven’t asked my soldiers to do such a thing. They must have gathered here spontaneously, probably to avenge those brothers who died in Tianyuan Town. The Demon Blade Army is under my command; I’ll take responsibility. I’ll personally punish them later.”

Bai Juetian spoke casually, as if it weren’t an important matter.

Someone wanted to speak up but restrained themselves.

Matters of the Demon Blade Army are basically an autocracy of Bai Juetian.

Speaking of punishment, it would just be casually brushed off.

However, no one dared to meddle; after all, it’s the Army Commander of the Demon Blade Army! Except for the leaders of the Eight Veins, no one else dared to say more.

Lord Jing frowned slightly at Bai Juetian.

Bai Juetian had always been unruly, but never this outrageous, gathering the army outside the main hall. If the Holy Emperor found out, even Bai Juetian couldn’t avoid punishment.

Could it be... Bai Juetian has found new backing?

For a moment, suspicions arose from all sides.

At this time, the neglected Green Demon opened his mouth instead.

”You all seem to have some differences internally. But don’t worry, I’ve come on the order of the Demon Emperor and won’t leave the Capital until I get a clear reply from the Emperor of the Great Xia. So can you, who cannot decide, convey our cooperation intentions to that grand lord’s ears please?”

”Ha!”

Lord Jing chuckled, softening his tone.

”Green Demon Envoy, since you’re not in a hurry to leave, why not stay at the Imperial Palace? Allow us to show our hospitality.”

Green Demon laughed.

”What’s that? Planning to offer living people for us to feast? I wonder if the flesh of those in the Imperial Palace tastes more delicious than those in small places?”

Upon hearing this, not only Bai Juetian but several others glared angrily!

”You!”

”Audacious!”

”Courting death!”

Boom!!

Instantly, a terrifying pressure suddenly forced Green Demon’s pupils to dilate, almost kneeling directly! His fingernails dug into his flesh, and he gritted his teeth to withstand it!

So strong! So strong! So strong!!

These old monsters clearly just showed angry expressions yet could unleash such terrifying pressure!!

The Long-haired Fire Stepping Demon beside him was also instantly forced to crawl on all fours, exploding into a Blood Mist, revealing his True Demon form in hideous fashion, pressed down hard on the ground, unable to move an inch!

Can’t withstand it! Can’t withstand it! Can’t withstand it!

The Long-haired Fire Stepping Demon felt as if his body no longer belonged to him, his consciousness gradually clouding! There seemed to be vague whispered voices surrounding his ears!

Just as the battle was about to ignite...

A voice suddenly echoed from the throne, vast and resonant, reverberating through the main hall.

”Let the Demon Capital Envoy stay in Taihe Palace.”

Upon hearing the voice, the entire court widened their eyes.

The Ho-Holy Emperor??

Stunned for a moment, the crowd responded in unison.

”Obey the holy order! Long live, long live, long long live the Holy Emperor!”

All pressure vanished instantly.

At this moment, Green Demon, relieved of the pressure, couldn’t help but fall on one knee, his bleeding hands were naturally witnessed by all court officials.

Some sneered, some disdained, some scorned, revealing various expressions.

Green Demon hid his hands behind him, stood up coldly.

The wounds on his flesh hands rapidly healed, they were merely minor injuries, fixing human skin was no difficult task, he’d repaired much tougher human skin before.

”Seems like... your Holy Emperor still wants to discuss with Demon Capital.”

Spitting out these words coldly, Green Demon looked at the eight standing as leaders of the Eight Veins.

”Hmph! Someone, guide the Green Demon Envoy!”

The Tianji Pavilion Master spoke coldly.

Mr. Xu naturally understood the adoptive father’s intention, volunteering himself.

”You two, let’s go. I’ll show you the way.”

Pausing, Mr. Xu glanced at the Long-haired Fire Stepping Demon, still sprawled on the ground, revealing his True Demon form.

But before Mr. Xu could speak, Green Demon had already seized the Long-haired Fire Stepping Demon’s arm, dragging him out.

”Lead the way.”

The indifferent tone couldn’t boost their confidence.

This round of confrontation, the two demons were thoroughly crushed by the court ministers.

The absolute difference in strength left Green Demon a bit worried.

With such a stark power gap, what reason does the Da Xia Dynasty have to cooperate?

Could it be...

Green Demon’s heart sank.

This was a lifeline he fought hard to get on board, he definitely didn’t want humans to have such an opportunity!

Regardless, the first mission Lan Yuhe assigned him upon arriving at the Great Xia Capital was accomplished, allowing him to breathe a sigh of relief.

After the Demon Capital Envoy left the court, the court’s civil and military officials engaged in intense discussions but ultimately drew no conclusions due to their inability to fathom the Holy Emperor’s thoughts.

They only existed to share the Holy Emperor’s burdens; should he have orders, they’d never dare defy them.

With no resolution reached, court adjourned naturally.

”Lord Bai.”

As others were leaving, Lord Jing called out to Bai Juetian.

”Old Jing, what’s up?”

Bai Juetian remained casual, but Lord Jing felt Bai Juetian’s mood today seemed more aggressive than usual.

Lord Jing opened his mouth, originally intending to say something.

However, noticing other Pavilion Masters of the Eight Veins paying attention, he chuckled instead and swallowed his words, opting to say:

”In coming days, I might retire, hoping you, my old friend, can come and have tea, reminisce with me.”

”Hahaha! What’s with that talk, old Jing? How could I, Bai Juetian, forget you! Consider it done, minor thing!”

Bai Juetian strutted away, heading towards the waiting Demon Blade Army outside and withdrew with them.

”...”

Lord Jing watched, pondered, then called upon his adoptive daughter to leave together.

He still needed to confirm matters of Absolute Sect connecting with the Eldest Prince.

Though Lord Jing faintly sensed, to be so starkly impudent, daring to position the army outside the main hall, Bai Juetian had likely pledged allegiance to someone.

Despite the Princes residing in the Capital for years, Bai Juetian, one of the Eight Veins’ leaders, never previously stated his stance. Yet now...

”Is it that Prince... indeed quite charming, even after all these years he’s still able to gather loyalty.”

This meeting with the Demon Capital Envoy was like a farce.

Despite continual unrest during proceedings, in the end, the Holy Emperor’s intervention firmly settled everything, the outcome predetermined, making the officials’ actions seem somewhat ludicrous.

...

Bai Juetian left, but not heading to his residence, instead towards a hall deep within the Imperial Palace.

The army had been dismissed, leaving only two guards at the hall’s entrance, holding trays with folded paper eyes nearby.

”Lord Bai.”

”Greetings, Lord Bai.”

Disregarding the two, Bai Juetian proceeded directly into the hall.

Upon crossing the threshold...

Buzz.

A subtle ripple emanated from him, diffusing outward as if passing through some kind of Barrier.

Within the hall, behind a screen ahead, a shadowy figure stood, his back to Bai Juetian.

Bai Juetian knelt on one knee.

”Greetings, Second Prince!”