The Legend of the Princess' Counterattack

Chapter 738: The Betrayer of the Immortal Realm (Yuxu Palace Reversal)

Within the dreamlike yet profoundly mysterious Yuxu Palace of the immortal realm, the towering Tiandao Pavilion stood silently, like a sacred and inviolable temple. A white-haired elder, the Palace Master of Yuxu Palace, knelt alone before the shattered Wheel of Heavenly Dao, tightly clutching a half-bloodstained jade slip. This slip was no ordinary one: it was the "Fragment of the Narrative Law" that Yun Yao had slipped into his hand before leaving, unnoticed. It contained the long-buried, horrifying truth of the Divine Court's fall a thousand years ago: the Immortal Council, the core organization supposed to uphold justice and order within the celestial realm, had long been in cahoots with the Holy Maiden Youyue. Blinded by greed, they sought to monopolize the supreme power of the Heavenly Dao Law. So, as the demonic cultivators stormed the Divine Court like a raging wave, they turned a blind eye, deliberately allowing it to wane, watching the Divine Court crumble in the flames of war.

"Palace Master, there's news from Host Lianxin," a young disciple hurried into the Tiandao Pavilion, his expression flustered and anxious. "She said, 'The deleted traitor will eventually reveal himself in the truth.'"

Upon hearing these words, the old man's body trembled violently, as if struck by a sharp bolt of lightning. With trembling hands, he slowly unfolded the jade slip in his grasp. In an instant, a blinding flash of light flashed, and images emerged like a tide. The scene from that year replayed vividly: the current Speaker of the Immortal Realm, clad in an ornate yet eerie robe, was exchanging fragments of the Law with the Holy Maiden Youyue in a dark and secluded corner. A chilling sneer adorned the Speaker's face, his eyes filled with greed and cunning. As the image gradually cleared, his true identity was revealed like a bombshell—he was the Third Elder of the Divine Court, a traitor! Back then, in pursuit of eternal youth and endless power, he had betrayed his conscience and his oath, possessing his soul within the body of a demigod, hoping to escape the wrath of Heaven. After that, he had been hiding in the deepest part of the Blood Demon Realm, like a sinister and cunning poisonous snake, secretly plotting one conspiracy after another.

"Call all the disciples of Yuxu Palace," the old man stood up suddenly, his eyes burning with flames of anger, which was the hatred for the betrayers and the regret for past mistakes. "We owe the Divine Court an apology, and we owe the host Lianxin an explanation." After saying this, he strode to the depths of the pavilion and took out a long-forgotten "Divine Court Soul-Guiding Bell".

This Divine Court Soul-Guiding Bell is a sacred artifact from the Divine Court's heyday. Its tone embodies the majesty of Heaven and the resentment of the Divine Court. When the Palace Master gently struck the bell, the crisp, yet timeless, tone, like an invisible force, rapidly spread throughout the Immortal Realm. Instantly, the cultivators who had stood by the Divine Court in their twilight years paled, feeling a sharp pain in their hearts. Then, mouthfuls of blood gushed out like a fountain. This was Heaven's retribution against betrayers. Even after a thousand years, justice may be delayed, but it will never be absent.

Meanwhile, deep within the eerie, demonic Blood Demon Realm, Saint Youyue sat atop a throne built of bones, fiddling with a newly shattered jade slip. Watching the jade slip's fading light, she suddenly threw back her head and burst into wild laughter. Her laughter, like the cry of a night owl, echoed throughout every corner of the Demon Realm. "Well-timed! Let the traitor of the immortal world become the final sacrifice of this fusion formation!"

It turned out that all of this was part of her plan. She knew that once Yun Yao and the others learned of the Celestial Realm's betrayal, they would retaliate with all their might. The betrayers, already severely weakened by the Heavenly Dao's punishment, presented the perfect opportunity for her to reap the benefits. She intended to harness the souls of these betrayers and integrate them into her meticulously constructed fusion formation, thereby attacking the Heavenly Dao's last line of defense and fulfilling her twisted and insane ambition.

At Yuxu Palace, upon hearing the bell, the disciples dropped their work and, with solemn expressions, gathered towards Tiandao Pavilion. Although they didn't know what had happened, they could already sense the gravity of the situation from the Palace Master's solemn expression and the resentment emanating from the bell. Soon, the square in front of Tiandao Pavilion was filled with ethereal, white-robed Yuxu Palace disciples. They lined up in neat rows, their gaze fixed on the Palace Master, who stood on the steps in front of the pavilion, awaiting his command.

"Disciples," the Palace Master's voice was deep and powerful, echoing across the square. "A thousand years ago, our Yuxu Palace failed to step forward in the Divine Court's hour of crisis, leading to its destruction. This was our sin. Now, the truth has been revealed, and we can no longer sit idly by. Host Lianxin, this brave person who shoulders the heavy responsibility of restoring the Heavenly Dao, has pointed the way for us. We must join hands with her to eradicate this cancer of the Immortal Realm, restore justice to the Divine Court, and restore clarity to the Heavenly Dao!"

"We will obey the Palace Master's orders!" The disciples shouted in unison, their voices rolling and reaching the sky. Their unwavering faith and majestic momentum were like a ray of dawn, breaking through the long-standing haze of the immortal world.

Meanwhile, Yun Yao and Chu Mochen were on their way to Yuxu Palace. They traversed layers of space, overcoming numerous obstacles and perils along the way. Yun Yao's face was slightly pale, exhausted from the constant travel and intense fighting, but the light in her eyes grew ever more resolute.

"Brother Chu, this trip to Yuxu Palace is of great importance. Once the true identity of the Speaker of the Immortal Realm is revealed, it will definitely cause a major earthquake in the Immortal Realm." Yun Yao frowned slightly and said softly.

Chu Mochen held her hand tightly, giving her strength and comfort: "Yao'er, don't be afraid. We have come this far and experienced countless hardships. What's the harm? Besides, the truth cannot be buried, and justice is in the hearts of the people. After knowing the truth, the disciples of Yuxu Palace will definitely fight alongside us."

Yun Yao nodded slightly, feeling deeply moved. At this moment, a strong light suddenly flashed in front of them, and a magnificent celestial palace appeared before them. It was the Yuxu Palace.

The two of them sped up and flew towards Yuxu Palace. As soon as they arrived at the palace gate, a disciple came forward to greet them and led them into the Tiandao Pavilion Square. The Palace Master saw them and immediately came forward to greet them.

"Host Lianxin, Your Highness the Holy Son, you are finally here." The Palace Master bowed slightly, his eyes full of respect.

"Palace Master, there is no need to be so polite. The situation is urgent now, and we should make a quick decision." Yun Yao replied.

After a brief discussion, they decided to depart immediately for the Immortal Realm Council's location to confront the traitor lurking in the shadows. Along the way, the Yuxu Palace disciples stood in full formation, their spiritual energy surging to form powerful protective barriers to guard against any potential sneak attacks.

When they arrived at the Immortal Realm Council Hall, they found it empty. Yun Yao felt something was amiss. She looked around and, with her keen senses, detected a strange aura surging in the darkness.

"Be careful, it's a trap!" Yun Yao warned loudly.

Before he finished speaking, dark shadows emerged from all directions. They turned out to be a group of demonized immortal guards. Their eyes were hollow, and a strong demonic aura emanated from their bodies. They were clearly controlled by the Holy Maiden Youyue.

The Yuxu Palace disciples immediately formed a sword formation and engaged the demonized guards in a fierce clash. For a moment, spiritual energy and demonic energy collided with each other, erupting in a deafening roar.

Yun Yao and Chu Mochen rushed deeper into the hall, knowing full well that the real danger lay ahead. After passing through a long corridor, they arrived at the entrance of a secret room. The door to the secret room was tightly closed, but Yun Yao could sense that the Immortal World Speaker was inside.

The two exchanged glances and simultaneously attacked, a powerful surge of spiritual energy blasting the door open. Smoke filled the secret room. When it cleared, the Immortal World Speaker stood in the center of a massive magic circle, surrounded by several imprisoned semi-immortal spirits.

"You're finally here," the Speaker sneered, "but you've come just in time. Today is the day you die!"

As he spoke, he manipulated the magic circle, attempting to fuse his semi-immortal spirit with the demonic power to deliver a fatal blow. Seeing this, Yun Yao immediately summoned the Heavenly Dao Pen, the tip gleaming with silver light. With a flick of her hand, a beam of light imbued with the laws of narrative shot towards the magic circle, attempting to disrupt the Speaker's spellcasting.

Chu Mochen, holding the Divine Court's Weapon Soul, flashed and rushed towards the Speaker. His sword moves were extremely sharp, and each sword move carried the majesty of the Divine Court and his anger at the betrayer.

However, the Speaker was no ordinary man. Although he looked disheveled, he relied on his profound cultivation accumulated over the years and his strange magic skills to fight with Chu Mochen for a while.

Yun Yao, while disrupting the magic circle, separated a strand of her spirit and penetrated deep into the souls of the semi-immortals, attempting to awaken their consciences. She knew full well that these semi-immortals were not truly committed to the demonic cultivation, but were simply deceived by the chairman's sweet talk, coercion, and inducements.

Thanks to Yun Yao's efforts, the semi-immortal souls gradually responded, and struggle and confusion began to flash in their eyes.

"Do you still remember your original intention? Do you still remember your mission as the guardian of the fairy world?" Yun Yao's voice rang out in the depths of their souls like a huge bell.

Finally, a semi-immortal spirit was the first to break free from its restraints. He roared, turned, and attacked the Speaker. With his lead, the other semi-immortal spirits also awakened and joined the battle.

The Speaker was horrified upon seeing this. He had never expected Yun Yao to be so capable. Under the siege of the crowd, he gradually lost his strength, suffered multiple injuries, and his breathing became increasingly disordered.

"You...you dare to betray me!" the Speaker shouted in despair.

"Traitors will only have one way to go, and that is death!" Chu Mochen snorted coldly, and swung the sword in his hand violently, and a sharp sword energy slashed across the Speaker's neck.

The Speaker's eyes widened, and he couldn't believe his own end until his death. As he fell, the haze that shrouded the fairy world seemed to dissipate a little.

After everyone successfully resolved the crisis, the Yuxu Palace disciples began to clean up the battlefield and rescue the imprisoned immortals. Yun Yao and Chu Mochen came outside the palace, looking at the fairyland sky gradually returning to peace, their hearts filled with emotion.

"Although this battle was difficult, we have finally taken a crucial step towards restoring the way of heaven." Yun Yao said softly.

"Yes, Yao'er. Next, we will have to face a strong enemy, the Holy Maiden Youyue, but I believe that as long as we work together, we will be able to overcome all difficulties." Chu Mochen gently embraced Yun Yao in his arms, looking into the distance with a firm gaze.

Meanwhile, within the Blood Demon Realm, the Holy Maiden Youyue, upon learning that her plan had failed once again, flew into a rage. She vowed to make Yun Yao and the others pay a heavy price, even if it meant sacrificing everything she had to fulfill her twisted "love" and her mad ambition. Thus, she began to mobilize all the forces within the Demon Realm, preparing for the final decisive battle...