“You want us to help?” The Celestial Suppressing Wisdom King frowned deeply. “I’ll be frank. I don’t believe we possess the power to interfere with this fight.” They knew that much. Not only wouldn’t they be of any help, they might even make things worse. Empress Yue Su said calmly, “Of course we couldn’t get involved in the fight between the Burning Nether Holy Lord and the Rakshasa King. However, we can at least make sure that no one else will get involved in their battle.” They understood her meaning immediately. “You’re referring to the White Robe Demon Master.” Right now, there was only one other person in this realm who might be able to get involved in the battle between the Burning Nether Holy Lord and the Rakshasa King, and that was the White Robe Demon Master. The White Robe Demon Master rarely fought, but no one doubted his strength in the slightest. A thousand years ago, when the Profound Alliance and the Rakshasa King were at war against each other, the Sages once conspired to cut off the Rakshasa King’s left and right hand before tackling the Stranger himself. So, they set up an ambush for the White Robe Demon Master. To ensure that absolutely nothing could go wrong with this ambush, five Sages had taken part in the ambush. However, the ambush ended with them sustaining heavy damage, and the White Robe Demon Master escaping safely. After dealing a heavy blow to the Rakshasa King, the champions of the Profound Alliance tried to kick the dog while it was down. Once again, it was the White Robe Demon Master who got in their way. Shifting the celestial bodies and splitting the sea, he had singlehandedly stopped the tens of thousands of Profound Alliance elites from chasing down the Rakshasa King and end him once and for all. They had tried many more times to ambush the White Robe Demon Master and assassinate him over the years. They had never succeeded. Because of this, the White Robe Demon Master was rated on the same threat level as the Rakshasa King. That said, the White Robe Demon Master rarely took the fight to the Profound Alliance. He had spent almost all of the past thousand years secluding himself and doing heavens-know-what. That was the only reason the Profound Alliance was able to become as strong as it was today. Setting aside his puzzling actions, there was no denying that the White Robe Demon Master was extremely powerful. If the White Robe Demon Master truly took to the battlefield and joined hands with the Rakshasa King, the chances that they might be able to resist the Burning Nether Holy Lord wasn’t zero. “Exactly.” Empress Yue Su said gravely, “I don’t know what method Elder Profound and our young friends used to command the Burning Nether Holy Lord, but it cannot possibly last. Don’t you feel that the Burning Nether Holy Lord’s powers are starting to grow chaotic?” “If the White Robe Demon Master and the Rakshasa King were to join hands, this battle could go either way. Scratch that, it is extremely likely that it would be disadvantageous for the Burning Nether Holy Lord and us.” “Therefore, we must stop the White Robe Demon Master from interfering with this battle.” “You’re right.” Danxia Zi, Sky Scorching Great Emperor, and everyone else nodded in agreement. Although there was plenty of blood and grudges between all of them, they weren’t blind to the bigger picture. They knew that now wasn’t the time to be in-fighting among themselves. “Since we are in agreement, let us go,” Empress Yue Su declared. The five of them might not be able to take out White Robe Demon Master, but they were at least confident they could keep him from interfering with the fight. As for the rest of the Strangers such as the thirteen princes of Rakshasa... they were a much, much, much lower priority. Meanwhile, a similar conversation was happening between the thirteen princes and the White Robe Demon Master. ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪs ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ʙʏ novel(ꜰ)ire.net “What are you waiting for, Demon Master? Save our king already!” The White Robe Demon master was currently standing in the air and watching the battlefield in silence. His long, white robes were fluttering wildly under the wind, and his face was completely concealed in darkness. No one knew what he was thinking. “Demon Master, go help our king already!” Nether Prayer couldn’t help but urge when he received no response from the White Robe Demon Master. “There’s no hurry.” The White Robe Demon Master replied indifferently as if he wasn’t worried that the Rakshasa King was at a disadvantage at all. “It’s not yet time to act.” “What do you mean, it’s not yet time to act?” Cry Demon yelled. The prime minister replied unhurriedly, “It’s what it sounds like. I will act when it is time.” “Hmp! If you won’t save him, then we will! Let’s see how you explain this to our king later.” The Jewel Tree Prince harrumphed and ignored the White Robe Demon Master. He looked at his fellow princes and said, “Let’s burn our holy blood and activate the Rakshasa Holy Taboo together. We must rescue our king no matter the price!” “Very well!” No one hesitated. They immediately ignited their Rakshasa holy blood and grew stronger. To them, the Rakshasa King was their father, their mother, their everything. Absolute loyalty and reverence had been engraved into their very bloodline from the very beginning. Therefore, they would literally pay any price to save the Rakshasa King. Not even death or destruction could stop them. “I said the time isn’t right, so the time isn’t right.” It was at this moment the White Robe Demon Master spoke up. His voice was low and gentle, cultured and refined. However, it rang clearly in the thirteen princes’ hearts. It also caused their rising auras to recede back to normal, and their boiling holy blood to return to calm. “What did you do, White Robe?” The thirteen princes were aghast at first. Then, they all turned to glare at the White Robe Demon Master. The prime minister repeated himself, “I said the time isn’t right, so the time isn’t right. No one can interfere with their battle until the time isn’t right. Not me, not you either.” The Nightmare Sun Prince erupted, “Are you planning to betray our king, White Robe?” The White Robe Demon Master did not answer, but it was no different from an actual response. “You really are a traitor! Kill him first!” The thirteen princes’ eyes grew bloodshot as they charged the White Robe Demon Master. The prime minister didn’t even look at them. He simply raised a thin hand from his sleeve and clenched slowly. The next moment, the thirteen princes were frozen in place. They choked as if an invisible hand was choking them. No matter how hard they struggled, they were unable to break free from his control. “If you won’t be obedient, then you don’t need to live at all.” Staring at the princes, a pair of silver gray pupils suddenly appeared from underneath his cowl. The pupils looked like they contained an infinite amount of stars. It was deep, vast, and unfathomable. The next moment, the stars shifted, and the galaxies disappeared. The silver gray pupils slowly dimmed until they receded back into the shadows. At the same time, the struggling princes were no longer struggling. No one knew when it happened, but at some point, their blood red, violent pupils had turned dark, silent, and lifeless. The White Robe Demon Master slowly withdrew his palm, and the thirteen princes crashed back to the ground. A wind blew, and their remains scattered into ash. He had killed the thirteen princes of Rakshasa in an instant. After killing the thirteen princes, the White Robe Demon Master produced a silk handkerchief from his sleeve and carelessly wiped his fingers. His movements were elegant and gentle. It was as if he had just squished thirteen ants to death, not thirteen powerful and famous Strangers. After he was done wiping his fingers, he let the silk handkerchief go so that it would fall into molten lava and burn into dust. Then, he put on a smile and said, “Done watching the show? Then come out, my friends.” No one responded to his words. Naturally, no one showed their faces either. One would think that the White Robe Demon Master was talking to himself.