It turns out, they were the main characters.

The somewhat noisy sounds had completely subsided, and when Mu Zhian heard this pleasant voice, he almost instinctively turned his head to look.

“…The Primordial Witch?” he whispered her name.

Then, Mu Zhian immediately realized what was happening and continued, "You've woken up?"

The Primordial Witch smiled but did not answer.

Mu Zhian quickly noticed that her figure seemed somewhat blurry, her sexy and tall figure almost entirely hidden in the black mist, vaguely revealing a hazy beauty that was not clearly visible.

"Based on what you just said... do you perhaps have a solution?" Mu Zhian asked again.

Even if all four Dao Integration Realm experts were holding back, the battle was still extremely terrifying and beyond the reach of ordinary people.

More importantly, if a fight breaks out, it will be Young Master Mu who will have a headache afterwards.

"The one who has a solution is not me, but you," the Primordial Witch said calmly.

Her bewitching and mysterious eyes were filled with breathtaking allure. Even in the briefest moment when her gaze met that of the Primordial Witch, one could be irresistibly drawn to her captivating charm.

Mu Zhian frowned slightly, thinking to himself that if he had any other options, he wouldn't have planned to just lie in the coffin and give up.

“The answer is in that coffin,” she suddenly whispered.

pat.

The rain started falling again, landing on Mu Zhian's face. The cool, damp touch snapped him out of his reverie.

For a moment, Mu Zhian even thought he was just having a dream.

"What happened to you just now? You seemed to be spacing out all of a sudden?"

At this moment, Ye Qingxin's voice suddenly came from the depths of Mu Zhian's heart, pulling him back to reality from his previous state of confusion.

"Was I spacing out just now...?"

Mu Zhian looked up, but the figure of the Primordial Witch was no longer in front of him.

Mu Zhian scanned his innate furnace with his spiritual sense, and the Primordial Witch was still sleeping in his innate furnace.

That's strange. Could it be that I was really hallucinating just now...?

The Primordial Witch does indeed have the power to rewrite time. She must have appeared just now, but then she returned to my body on her own.

Mu Zhian gradually calmed down and turned his gaze to the ancient coffin behind him.

If my conversation with the Primordial Witch just now wasn't an illusion, then could this ancient coffin really have some origin?

Mu Zhian's eyes flickered slightly as he gently jumped off the coffin, then reached out and lightly stroked its surface.

He gently pressed on the tightly closed coffin lid and slowly pushed it open.

The coffin was empty, only large enough to fit one person.

Recalling what the Primordial Witch had just said, Mu Zhian gritted his teeth and simply lay down inside.

Almost instantly, a strong sense of dizziness swept over his brain, and Mu Zhian felt his consciousness fading, and his vision gradually turned black.

"His spiritual consciousness is fading...?"

Ye Qingxin noticed this almost immediately and was about to pull Mu Zhian's spiritual consciousness back.

However, at this moment, she suddenly felt a rich spiritual energy surging into the innate furnace.

That spiritual energy doesn't belong to the Nine Provinces!

Ye Qingxin paused in her move, a look of surprise flashing in her eyes.

The spiritual energy of Heaven!

When Ye Qingxin's fiery red and alluring figure left Mu Zhian's body, she found herself already in the Heavenly Court.

Almost instinctively, she turned her head to look at the boy beside her, her bewitching red eyes flickering slightly as she murmured to herself, "This ancient coffin is actually the path to immortality leading to the Heavenly Court...?"

Her judgment was indeed correct. Mu Zhian was the key to opening the Heavenly Court. Apart from him, there was no other person in the world who could open the passage to the Heavenly Court!

Even Ye Qingxin didn't expect that Mu Zhian would bring her spiritual consciousness into the Heavenly Court.

"The Primordial Witch is indeed connected to the Heavenly Court... Could it be that the one who left that ancient coffin back then was the Primordial Witch?"

Mu Zhian murmured to himself, his slender figure making his black robe look noble and elegant, with a faint white glow flowing around him, like a young god.

His body was shrouded in black mist, making it impossible to see him at all.

Unlike last time, this time Mu Zhian could clearly feel that he had much more control over the Heavenly Court.

He could even roughly sense the size and structure of the Heavenly Court.

But why would the Heavenly Court be hidden inside an ancient coffin...? Could it be that the former 'Lord of the Heavenly Court' hid a Heavenly Court no smaller than the Eastern Continent in a small ancient coffin?

If only we could bring Yao Meng and the others into the Heavenly Court to discuss this properly...

The thought had barely crossed my mind when, in this celestial court radiating rich spiritual energy, a bronze-colored long table quietly appeared before me, followed by several chairs arranged side by side.

The Heavenly Court is able to know his thoughts and actively realize his ideas!

The next moment, Mu Zhian suddenly vaguely sensed that several familiar auras were stepping into this place one after another.

"Sister Mengrou saved me again..." Mu Zhian murmured to himself.

If it weren't for the Primordial Witch's reminder, he might not have realized the wonder of this ancient coffin so quickly.

Soon, Mu Zhian noticed several spiritual senses entering the Heavenly Court.

He could even faintly hear their conversation.

"This feeling is quite novel. I can see everything in the Heavenly Court just by sitting here...?" Mu Zhian was filled with surprise.

At this moment, everything in the Heavenly Court is under his control. He is the author of the Heavenly Court's rules. In other words, as long as he is in the Heavenly Court, his identity will not be discovered by them.

Next, all you have to do is put on a good show...

……

"I never expected that the Path to Immortality would appear in the border region so inexplicably, and less than a month has passed since the last one."

At this moment, a wisp of Yao Meng's spiritual consciousness had unknowingly appeared in the Heavenly Court.

When she fought Gong Lianyue earlier, she vaguely sensed a path to immortality that appeared silently in mid-air.

However, this time the path to immortality has extended a 'friendly' invitation.

Ye Lingxuan, dressed in an elegant dress with layers of intricate details, casually glanced around before looking again at the figure in blue not far ahead.

Of all those present, Ye Lingxuan was the most wary of the Azure Emperor.

The reason for this is that this fairy in the eyes of the world had cheated on her to her face more than once.

I originally intended to take this opportunity to settle both old and new scores, but I never expected that the path to immortality would inexplicably appear in the border region.

"I wonder where Brother Mu went... He was clearly in the Abyss a moment ago, but I can't sense his presence anymore."

Ye Lingxuan muttered to herself.

"Your brother Mu might have been scared away by your argument. I've already said that if he comes back to the Demon Realm with me, he won't have any more trouble." The Demon Queen's voice was alluring and pleasant, her tone indifferent.

Ye Lingxuan glanced at her coldly and said, "Isn't it a bit inappropriate to use mind-reading on a junior?"

"Sorry, I accidentally read your mind. I almost forgot that Miss Ye is just a minor cultivator in the Refining Spirit Realm." The Demon Queen smiled charmingly.

This sounds like an apology, but the tone is more like saying: "Sorry, you're too weak, I accidentally let you read my mind."

No matter how strong you are as a reincarnated empress, the Refining God Realm is still the Refining God Realm, and the Dao Integration Realm is still the Dao Integration Realm. The gap between the two is as insurmountable as heaven and earth.

"Although the demon realm is much more stable now, if you go into seclusion in the future, no one can guarantee his safety."

Yao Meng said calmly, "But if he stays in Dongzhou, no one will be able to harm him in the slightest, whether he is in Liangyi Sect or Yaochi Holy Land."

"If staying in Dongzhou is so safe, how did he die back then?" The Demon Queen spoke calmly, yet mercilessly reopened Qingdi's wounds and rubbed salt into them.

At this moment, Gong Lianyue coldly scrutinized the alluring and graceful demon queen and said:

"If a cultivator from the Eastern Continent were to become a high-ranking member of the Demon Realm, or even be kept in the palace by the Demon Queen, he would probably be looked down upon by cultivators from both the Eastern Continent and the Demon Realm. Has the dignified Empress of the Demon Realm not even considered this?"

A complex emotion flashed in Yao Meng's beautiful eyes. She pursed her lips, maintaining her usual composure, and said, "The Palace Master is right. Even with your protection, the cultivators from the Eastern Continent have rashly gone to the Demon Realm. Have you considered what others will say in their gossip?"

Ye Lingxuan immediately chimed in: "You only considered the surface; you didn't really think about Brother Mu."

She paused, then continued, "As for you seniors, you all far surpass Brother Mu in both lifespan and cultivation. Have you considered how much pressure he would feel being with you?"

Only Brother Mu and I are of similar level and age, and I also know how to consider his needs in every way.

Mu-gege and I are a match made in heaven. You guys are just a bunch of vixens who want to eat young grass, always thinking about making him drive the big car.

Although Ye Lingxuan's words weren't explicitly stated as harsh, a translation using a low-EQ approach would roughly convey the same meaning.

They're starting to fight... I really shouldn't have been curious and watched from the sidelines... Seeing that things were starting to escalate again, Mu Zhi'an's heart sank, and he spoke up at the right moment: "Since everyone is here, why don't you sit down calmly, have a cup of tea, and chat slowly?"

As this gentle voice echoed through the Heavenly Court, an ancient bronze table appeared out of thin air before them, with teacups floating on the table, steam rising from them.

At the end of the long table, a young man shrouded in black mist appeared in everyone's sight.

He deliberately changed his voice, and the spiritual energy in the Heavenly Court masked his aura, so no one noticed.

Although Mu Zhian originally intended to observe further, if he continued to observe now, he might have to choose between the forbidden zone, the Jade Pool, or the Demon Realm.

"Who are you?"

Gong Lianyue looked coldly at the figure shrouded in black mist at the end of the long table and asked.

"I'm sure you all already have the answer in your hearts, don't you?" Mu Zhi'an used the power of the Heavenly Court to rewrite his own voice and spoke in a gentle tone.

"The master of the Heavenly Court?" Yao Meng narrowed her beautiful eyes and looked at the man in front of her with suspicion.

Gong Lianyue stared at him as well. For some reason, although he seemed somewhat unfamiliar, she also felt a strange sense of familiarity.

"Why don't you dare to show your true form?" Ye Lingxuan asked.

“My appearance is related to your inner state. The more confused you are right now, the more blurred my form becomes,” Mu Zhian said.

The new Heavenly Dao Iris is presented in the way that Mu Zhian likes. He directly transplanted Iris's 'setting' without revealing the slightest clue.

"There really is a master in the Heavenly Court..." The Demon Queen's beautiful eyes flickered slightly as she asked, "What was your purpose in inviting us to the Heavenly Court from the borderlands?"

"I had no choice but to step in and mediate because I noticed that you were all fighting over a minor cultivator," Mu Zhi'an said with a smile.

"I know that the young cultivator is handsome and exceptionally talented, a rare prodigy. However, I still hope that fellow Daoists will consider the future of the Nine Provinces."

"As you all should know, under the restrictions of the rules of heaven and earth, a Dao-merging powerhouse is absolutely unable to make a real move."