Chapter 938 363: Master Above All!

The Chief of the Wei Mansion, Blazing Immortal Venerable, had a face almost contorted,

"Who dares to trespass in the Great Forgetting Palace!"

At this moment, the other guards finally arrived slowly, encircling Fan Wubing and Zhang Yuting.

Zhang Yuting was completely dazed, thinking he was dreaming.

After all, someone suddenly took him to the Great Forgetting Palace, such an outrageous event could only be a dream, right?

In this place, any random guard could crush the current Qianyuan Sect a hundred times.

Blazing Immortal Venerable glanced at Fan Wubing, unable to identify him, then looked at Zhang Yuting and recognized him instantly through a magical artifact for checking identities,

"Qianyuan Sect! Unexpectedly, such a mere Qianyuan Sect dares have such incredible audacity!"

Zhang Yuting no longer had any intention of pleading for mercy, only looking at Fan Wubing in despair.

Fan Wubing smiled, "Relax. I said I would take you to see Great Oblivion True Monarch. Just focus on how you'll confront him when the time comes."

After saying this, he stepped forward, speaking indifferently,

"That's why I say, dealing with those who love playing hide and seek is pointless. Even at the doorstep, they're lost to forgetting entirely, even forgetting the sect of a friend. The name 'Great Forgetting' truly needs changing."

"Insolence!" Blazing Immortal Venerable felt humiliated, as if someone had defecated on his head.

He held the Mountain-Suppressing Halberd, gathering immense momentum, transforming into a great mountain, aiming to overwhelm Fan Wubing.

Fan Wubing merely stood still.

Though just dozens of feet apart, the mountain summoned by Blazing Immortal Venerable seemed to face an insurmountable chasm, unable to approach Fan Wubing, until it was completely obliterated into nothingness.

Without waiting for Blazing Immortal Venerable to make another move, Fan Wubing, finding this fuss meaningless, slightly moved "The Furnace of the Heart," sealing the surrounding space with his spirit. Blazing Immortal Venerable's group was instantly incapacitated, collapsed on the ground.

Blazing Immortal Venerable's angry roars sounded like mere whispers falling on deaf ears.

Beside him, Zhang Yuting was completely stupefied, like a puppet, unable to regain his composure.

Fan Wubing moved forward, everyone merely watched him, incapable of any reaction. It was as if he was the sole sovereign of this realm.

"Who disturbs my sweet dream~"

A lazy voice sounded, and then, a man with strikingly beautiful features was seen lying on the steps in front of the Great Forgetting Palace, propping his face with one hand while the other held a wine gourd, pouring drink into his mouth.

He was drunkenly inappropriate, lacking any demeanor of a True Monarch, let alone the majesty of a Hongmeng Immortal.

Fan Wubing furrowed his brows and scoffed,

"Fool, you dare to forget passion, forget the way, forget the True Immortal? You're just a drunken fool living in ignorant oblivion."

Such an angry rebuke echoed in Blazing Immortal Venerable's ears; he wished he could escape this shame but was overwhelmed. He couldn't imagine anyone daring to speak such words to Great Oblivion True Monarch.

The drunken Great Oblivion True Monarch struggled to summon a sliver of clear consciousness, squinting his eyes to observe Fan Wubing. Upon seeing his appearance and sensing his aura, he suddenly shivered as if a mouse meeting a cat, frightened and immediately trying to flee.

However, Fan Wubing conjured a grasp in the air, snaring him like a cat grabbed by the scruff, rendering him immobile.

Fan Wubing lifted Great Oblivion True Monarch in one hand, disdainfully saying,

"Reeking of alcohol, it's disgusting."

The world fell silent.

Blazing Immortal Venerable felt icy cold, as if plunged into an ice cave, his heart nearly ceased beating. He, like Zhang Yuting, felt as if dreaming. Everything before him could only be explained as a fantastical vision dreamed up!

Could someone truly seize the being of Great Oblivion True Monarch single-handedly?

Was this truly one of the nine True Monarchs, Great Oblivion True Monarch, and not some actor pulled from the roadside for a charade?

Yet, they heard Great Oblivion True Monarch pleading submissively, full of flattery and supplication,

"Master, when did you arrive? Didn't even give me a heads-up so the little oblivious one could prepare properly."

Fan Wubing casually tossed him to the ground,

"You fool, I have no patience for you. Where is your junior sister?"

Great Oblivion True Monarch suddenly asked with affected seriousness,

"Master! When did you resurrect!"

Fan Wubing's gaze cooled, "I asked you, where is your junior sister?"

Great Oblivion True Monarch flattered him again, "Master, aren't you tired? Why not sit down, and let me massage your legs and shoulders?"

Fan Wubing chuckled coldly, "I'm not tired, but this Sect Leader seems a bit weary."

"This Sect Leader" naturally referred to Zhang Yuting.

Great Oblivion True Monarch dared not delay, hurriedly conjuring a chair, then seated the dazed Zhang Yuting with great respect, massaging his legs and shoulders while asking,

"Brother, how does it feel?"

Feel how? Zhang Yuting was about to burst into tears, with Great Oblivion True Monarch personally massaging him, dare he feel uncomfortable?

He looked helplessly at Fan Wubing.

Fan Wubing smiled gently, "It's okay, it's his duty."

Fan Wubing's smile brought a measure of peace to Zhang Yuting's heart,

"May I ask who senior is?"

Fan Wubing smiled and said,

"I am Wu Wang True Monarch, but people here call me Seven Luminaries True Monarch. You can call me whichever you find more pleasant."

This declaration resonated like the thundering Chaos upon the heavenly peaks, yet also like the winds of the Eternal Sea forging new epochs.

Both Zhang Yuting and Blazing Immortal Venerable understood fully in their hearts.

Seven Luminaries!

Seven Luminaries!

At this moment, in their hearts, there was only this name.

...

The Great Forgetting Palace.

The guest, Fan Wubing, sat in the Domain Master position, quietly savoring tea. Zhang Yuting sat in the guest seat, as though on pins and needles; part of him wanted to flee, part wanted to admire the grace of Seven Luminaries True Monarch.