Chapter 2842 - 2843: Lord of Light

Chapter 2842: Chapter 2843: Lord of Light

Meanwhile, deep within the headquarters of the Palace of Light, stands a grand Divine Temple on an incomparably large planet.

At this moment, inside the temple, a girl who was meditating with her eyes closed suddenly opened her eyes.

These were a pair of dazzling golden eyes, and as they opened, they caused the entire temple to tremble.

The few archbishops standing respectfully under the divine altar immediately prostrated themselves on the ground, submitting to this terrifying aura, not daring to raise their heads.

The leading archbishop was dressed in red, with golden embroidery along the edges of his robe, adding to his grandeur.

He crawled forward and, with a trembling voice, said, "Oh most revered Holy Maiden, may I ask what has incited your wrath?"

The girl seated upon the divine altar gently lowered her golden gaze and said indifferently, "Nothing, just a force that was colliding against the Barrier of Light!"

"Who is so bold as to dare to offend the might of the Light?" the man exclaimed in astonishment.

The girl shook her head, "I don’t know yet, because before I could interact with it, it had already retreated! And after this lesson, I believe it will learn to be respectful!"

With that, the girl closed her eyes again, speaking no more.

The few red-robed archbishops exchanged a furtive glance and then bowed their heads again, not daring to speak further.

Because the girl seated on the divine altar was incredibly revered, she was the sole medium able to communicate with the Lord of Light.

And the Lord of Light is the deity worshipped by the entire Palace of Light.

Calling it a deity is actually considering it an evil entity.

However, this entity is different from others — it’s formless and intangible, unable to be observed in any form, like a ghostly will in the universe, elusive.

Therefore, if one wishes to communicate and gain power from it, the only way is through the girl chosen by the Lord of Light.

Such girls are honored as the Holy Maiden of Light by the Palace of Light.

At present, the girl meditating on the altar is the current Holy Maiden of Light.

Not only does she hold the highest status in the Palace of Light, but due to her direct communication with the Lord of Light, her power is also the strongest.

She can even directly control this Starry Domain, being the true master of it.

In this circumstance, these so-called archbishops are more like the deity’s servants, crawling at the girl’s feet, begging for even a sliver of her bestowed power.

This Holy Maiden of Light firmly believed she had successfully repelled the Divine Sense intending to infiltrate, considering it a complete victory.

But she never anticipated that when Xue An slowly lifted his gaze from the window, though his face still somewhat pale, there was a hint of a smile in his eyes.

"Interesting, this power is quite similar to the one worshipped by the church on Earth. Though infinitely stronger in quality, it indeed belongs to the Power of Light!"

Although it was just a fleeting contact, Xue An gained considerable information from the brief interaction.

Among this was a trace of the Lord of Light’s presence, which inevitably reminded Xue An of the divine power he encountered while dealing with the Western church on Earth!

These two, although worlds apart in scale, share many similarities.

This inevitably piqued Xue An’s interest in the Palace of Light.

Could this entity indeed be divided between good and evil?

Although he hadn’t found fragments of The Celestial Mirror, the information gleaned still plunged Xue An into contemplation.

The night passed without a word, and quickly it was the next day.

Tuan’er rose early and began sorting out various tasks. Although this place didn’t have the complete set of toiletries found in Lou Wai Lou, she still tried her best to tidy up her appearance.

After all, what girl doesn’t like cleanliness?

Especially when her beloved is nearby, Tuan’er was even more mindful of this.

As she busily washed and dressed, Xue An stepped out of his room.

Although he rested very late last night, after a brief meditation and adjustment, Xue An appeared energetic.

"Morning, Tuan’er!" Xue An called out.

Tuan’er was startled, quickly rinsing off the foam from her face, then looked up at Xue An’s back.

"Morning, Young Master! Where are you going?"

"Just going out for a walk!"

With that, Xue An walked out of the resting pavilion.

As mentioned earlier, this city is pitifully small, situated on a remote border, and unless necessary, no one would come here to suffer.

Over time, it became the exile place of the Palace of Light, only those who made mistakes were sent here.

However, tiny as it is, this small city still holds a rare human touch.

For instance, now as dawn breaks, there are already sparse walkers on the street.

Xue An walked leisurely among them, his mind still pondering over last night’s events.

Now he confirmed two things: one, fragments of The Celestial Mirror were definitely here.

Secondly, the barrier’s force that repelled him last night was no ordinary thing, a presence beyond imagination.

But what Xue An found more intriguing was why this power had so many similarities with the deity worshiped by the small church on distant Earth.

Could it be... this power had once traveled to The Multiverse or Earth?

While walking and pondering, a roaring sound suddenly came from the sky, and then a giant spacecraft broke into the atmosphere, arriving above the city.

Seeing this scene, the town’s people were unsurprised, continuing their business routinely.

Only Xue An watched thoughtfully as the spacecraft hovered above the city.

And at that moment, a flash of brilliance came, followed by Duan Muguang and Wu Jun appearing on the street.

"Young Master, where have you been?"

"Oh, just out for a stroll. What is that?" Xue An raised his hand, pointing at the spacecraft in the sky.

Duan Muguang’s face took on a troubled look, while Wu Jun cursed, "Who else could it be, naturally that bastard Liao Zhiji!"

"Oh? What’s he doing here?"

"What else, aside from exiling those who made mistakes in the Palace of Light, he’s here to trouble us brothers!" Wu Jun gritted his teeth.

Indeed.

No sooner had he finished speaking than the spacecraft in the sky slowly opened its lower passage, dumping several figures out like trash.

After doing all this, mocking laughter came from the spacecraft.

"Wu Jun, you must be bad-mouthing me again, come up here with Duan Muguang!"

Wu Jun’s face showed humiliation.

Duan Muguang was much more composed, clasping hands towards Xue An.

"Young Master, please wait here. The two of us will be back soon, and remember not to reveal your strength after we leave, to avoid attracting attention from these people!"