What happened in Chapter 599?

Get up.

Yun Zhao spoke calmly, and then a gentle stream of magic lifted the second disciple's body.

He wasn't angry in the first place, so what's there to forgive him for?

But there's no need to say these things to them.

The second disciple breathed a sigh of relief upon sensing Yun Zhao's relatively gentle attitude; at least for now, this senior seemed to have no ill intentions.

After thinking for a moment, she mustered her courage and spoke.

"I wonder what it was about that you stopped me earlier, senior? If there is anything I can do to help, please don't hesitate to ask."

Upon hearing this, Yun Zhao chuckled and said, "It's not a difficult matter. You come from the Demon Master's Palace, so you must be a disciple of the ancient demon master Kunpeng, right? Could you introduce me to your master?"

"this……"

The second disciple hesitated.

Before knowing Yun Zhao's attitude towards his teacher, how could he dare to make a rash introduction?

But he knew in his heart that the person in front of him was someone who could kill him with a single slap, so how could he have any room to refuse?

Left with no other choice, she could only grit her teeth and say it.

"If an introduction is needed, it is not difficult, but one must wait until the junior has informed the teacher."

Yun Zhao nodded and said, "It's alright. You just need to inform Kunpeng, and I will go to the Demon Master's Palace with you."

"yes!"

The second disciple knew there was no way to avoid it, so he composed himself and led Yun Zhao deep into the Northern Underworld.

Yun Zhao followed behind, observing the scenery along the way. This Beiming was not the North Sea, but the far north of the Three Realms. The seawater here was as black as ink, yet its depths faintly revealed a ghostly blue luster.

A thin layer of mist hangs over the sea year-round, and occasionally huge figures swim by in the mist, whether fish or beasts, their roars echoing through the sky. The aura emanating from these giant beasts is that of Golden Immortals and Taiyi Golden Immortals.

The sight drew Yun Zhao's attention. He curiously asked the second disciple, "Are all these great demonic beasts from your Demon Master Palace?"

The man said, "Senior, you flatter me. These giant sea monsters have no intelligence and only retain the most primitive hunting instincts. However, each of them has a powerful body and considerable combat strength."

"Seeing that they were still somewhat useful, the master kept them in captivity outside my Demon Master Palace. Firstly, they could serve as guards for the gate, and secondly, my Demon Master Palace disciples could use these powerful demons for training."

Yun Zhao smiled and said, "That's interesting."

He then fell silent. The second disciple, somewhat intimidated by Yun Zhao, also fell silent upon seeing that he was not speaking.

About half an hour later, a huge island suddenly appeared on the sea ahead.

The island was entirely black, like a ridge rising from the seabed, barren of any vegetation, yet a magnificent palace stood atop it. The palace was made of a material that was neither wood nor stone, radiating an eerie light, with its eaves and upturned corners pointing straight to the sky.

"Senior, this is my Demon Master Palace."

The second disciple bowed again and said, "Please excuse me from waiting here for a moment, senior, while I go to the palace to report to my teacher."

"Go ahead," Yun Zhao nodded, not caring.

The second disciple gave a wink to the servants, signaling them to take good care of Yun Zhao, and then disappeared into the Demon Master's Palace in a flash.

Yun Zhao stood with his hands behind his back, not idle either. He extended his divine sense to examine this Northern Underworld Holy Land and sensed that hundreds of restrictions had been set up around it. Ordinary quasi-saint cultivators would probably not even be able to enter the gate.

"What a cautious Kunpeng," he thought to himself, and then paid him no further attention.

At this moment, the second disciple had passed through many palaces and arrived at a large hall deep inside the Demon Master's Palace. Several people were sitting around discussing the Dao in the hall. When they saw him enter, they all raised their heads.

"Second Senior Sister is back!"

"How did it go, Junior Sister? Was the trip relatively smooth?"

"Have you encountered any promising talents that you can recruit?"

"Hehe, Senior Sister, you've worked hard. Take a rest. I've recently researched a few new dishes. I'll have someone bring them over for you to try."

Everyone chimed in, each offering their own opinion.

The second disciple didn't answer, but instead reached out and tore off his black robe, revealing a stunningly beautiful face.

Her hair was as black as a waterfall, her skin as white as snow, and her phoenix eyes were clear and cold with a hint of heroism. This was her true appearance.

Normally, she would have responded to her fellow disciples' teasing with a smile. But at this moment, her face showed no sign of the ease that comes from returning from a sermon; instead, it carried a hint of solemnity.

"We'll discuss this later." She asked in a low voice, "Is my teacher in the palace?"

Everyone was stunned upon hearing this. Their second senior sister was usually the most composed and had the highest cultivation level among their teacher's disciples. They had never seen her show such an expression before.

Judging from this, something serious must have happened.

"Our teacher is meditating in the back hall." A handsome young man stood up. "Second Senior Sister, what happened?"

The woman succinctly recounted how Yun Zhao had blocked her way.

The fellow disciples were stunned for a moment, then the young man from before roared, "What? Someone dares to block the way of our Demon Master Palace? Where is that person now? We'll go out and kill him!"

The woman shook her head: "Junior brother, don't be in a hurry. I can't see through that person's cultivation level. When I face him, I feel a kind of pressure that is even stronger than when I face our teacher."

Upon hearing this, everyone fell silent.

These words, spoken by a woman, carried immense weight.

She is now at the peak of the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm, just one step away from becoming a Quasi-Saint.

Looking across the entire prehistoric world, there are very few people she can't see through. Moreover, most of these powerful figures are in the other three continents, so why would they come to their Northern Continent?

"Who is this person?" another tall and burly man asked in a deep voice.

"I don't know." The woman shook her head slightly. "He looks completely unfamiliar. I've never heard of him in the primordial world. His aura was like a vast ocean. When I tried to probe him with my divine sense, he vanished without a trace."

"Is it a spy from Mount Ling or a spy from the Heavenly Court?" someone speculated.

The woman shook her head again.

"None of them seem quite right. If he were a spy, why would he send someone with such profound cultivation? Besides..." The woman hesitated for a moment, then said, "He gives me the feeling of being a demon."

"Demon race?" The group looked at each other, their own situation becoming increasingly mysterious.

"I'm not sure either. His purpose in keeping me here is to see the teacher. I'm not sure what his intentions are. I can't escape, and I can't fight back. So, I had no choice but to bring him here first. We're waiting outside the palace gates now."

Upon hearing this, the men could all see the woman's helplessness.

"Let's go see the teacher first; this matter cannot be delayed!" The handsome young man stood up first.

"Yes, yes, let's report to the teacher first. No matter who that person is, once he's in the Demon Master's Palace territory, he has to abide by our rules. I don't believe he can be stronger than the teacher."

The tall, burly man also reacted, his face showing respect and admiration when he spoke of his teacher.

The group rose and escorted the second disciple deeper into the palace.