Hall of Wisdom.
At this moment, the Wise Sovereign was standing beside the core node of the Magical Energy Array, watching the continuously flickering node with tightly furrowed brows.
Just a short while ago, from the feedback of the Magical Energy Array, the Wise Sovereign sensed a vast region of emptiness.
This so‑called emptiness referred to another kind of spatial property completely different in essence from the current space. You could understand it as a stable space being disturbed by another spatial force, forming an uncontrollable area.
Under normal circumstances, once such a massive emptiness appeared, the Magical Energy Array would inevitably suffer backlash, perhaps even collapse. Yet the array was still operating continuously, and without the slightest sign of abnormality. This meant... this emptiness had been acknowledged by the Magical Energy Array.
The Wise Sovereign knew very well that in that region, there was only one kind of spatial emptiness that could be acknowledged by the Magical Energy Array: a Mirror Realm Passage.
Adanis controlled the Magical Energy Array around the Qingkong Poetry Room. With her attainments in arrays, making the nearby array acknowledge the Mirror Domain’s intrusion into reality was not difficult.
Therefore, judging from the scope of this region of emptiness and the speed of its incursion, the Wise Sovereign could basically determine that Adanis had made her move.
Even though the Wise Sovereign could not see Angel and the others’ situation, just from the position of the emptiness he could tell that Adanis’ strike was extremely ruthless and precise.
Adanis had directly encircled Angel and the others from front and back.
The emptiness covered two regions, just enough to block Angel and the others in a corridor with no side paths.
No way forward, and no way back.
Seeing this, the Wise Sovereign let out a deep sigh. He had already prepared to intervene.
He had weighed this earlier: Angel and the Black Earl absolutely could not die here—or rather, could not die right under his nose.
Given these two’s backgrounds, they might bring an even greater crisis to the already shattered Naraku City.
So, the Wise Sovereign chose cooperation, and decided that when they fell into dire straits he would reach out a helping hand.
He simply hadn’t expected that the "variable" he had set his hopes on would be besieged by Adanis before they had even reached the Qingkong Poetry Room.
"Perhaps luck truly is not with this moment... nor with me." After sighing, the Wise Sovereign prepared to pick the right moment to extend help.
Although he was going to save Angel and his group, he could not act yet. If he wanted Angel and the others to truly appreciate the grace of having their lives saved, it was best to do it at the most critical moment—when they were at their most desperate—then extend his hand.
So the Wise Sovereign continued to wait, waiting until the two sides of emptiness were about to close together, until they had absolutely nowhere to escape, then he would strike.
Yet to the Wise Sovereign’s surprise, before the two sides of emptiness had closed, an unexpected change occurred on the scene.
He sensed an aura he had not felt in ages suddenly descend into the emptiness.
With this person’s descent, the surrounding emptiness began to slowly recede. In less than two minutes, this region of emptiness had returned to normal.
Before the Wise Sovereign even had a chance to act, Angel and the others had already resolved the crisis and set out again.
The Wise Sovereign didn’t particularly care about Angel’s group; as long as they were safe and sound, it was fine. What he cared about was that "that person" had actually descended! For the sake of Angel and the others, that man who hadn’t shown himself for ten thousand years had finally appeared!
"Olao..." the Wise Sovereign softly spoke his name.
Olao’s appearance was completely beyond the Wise Sovereign’s expectations. He had imagined scenarios where Angel and the others didn’t need his help and still found other ways to escape; but he had never considered that when Angel and the others were trapped in a desperate situation, Olao would show up and pull them out of the siege!
Previously, the Wise Sovereign had suspected whether Olao might be connected to Angel and the others. Under the witness of the True Words Tome, he obtained a negative answer.
The Wise Sovereign trusted the True Words Tome’s judgment; Angel and the others indeed had no connection with Olao.
But then what was going on now?
Why had Olao appeared?
If Olao had come for the Noah Clan, then why, when members of the Noah bloodline had appeared before, did Olao completely ignore them?
Among this group of people, who exactly was the key to Olao revealing himself?
Unconsciously, a figure surfaced in the Wise Sovereign’s mind.
—Angel.
He had a premonition that this "variable" Angel was not only being observed and used by himself; perhaps Olao had noticed him as well...
...
Elsewhere, in a pitch‑black room within the Qingkong Poetry Room.
After several minutes of darkness, there was a sudden "cling," and the wall sconces on both sides of the room suddenly flared to life.
The sconces could only illuminate the walls on either side; the very center of the room remained pitch black.
However, within the areas lit by the sconces, two oil paintings facing each other could be seen.
Each oil painting depicted a person: on one side, a man wearing a tall felt hat; on the other, a blonde woman with hair cascading over her shoulders, sitting elegantly on a chair.
At first glance, the two oil paintings seemed to be just that—paintings—until... the people in the paintings suddenly opened their mouths.
"Olao, you still refuse to tell me the reason?" The blonde woman raised her brows, gazing through the dark Wall Barrier at the man in the painting opposite.
The man in the painting was Olao, who had earlier appeared for Angel and the others. He had been striking a reserved pose in the painting, but upon hearing Adanis’ question, his shoulders slumped in dejection. He tilted his head against the frame and spoke feebly: "Didn’t I say it already? If they can make it here, I’ll definitely tell you. If they can’t, then saying it is pointless."
The blonde woman—Adanis—said coolly, "They won’t be able to come."
Olao: "If they can’t come, then just pretend this never happened."
Adanis: "And the explanation I asked for?"
Olao: "If they can’t come, you still want an explanation? Don’t look at me like that, I’m your elder at least."
Adanis arched a brow, a faint Red light surfacing in her eyes.