Heaven.

The ruins and the silence of the environment give people a sense of dead silence.

And in this case, a bronze ancient coffin stopped steadily outside the hall of Lingxiao Palace.

The door of Lingxiao Hall was closed, and the bronze ancient coffin was also surprisingly quiet.

The two coexisted peacefully for more than a year.

Until this day, the bronze ancient coffin suddenly shook slightly, and faintly, a dull sound could be heard from inside the coffin.

The frequency of dull sounds became faster and faster, and wisps of terrifying aura permeated from the coffin.

Finally, the coffin board of the bronze ancient coffin suddenly opened, throwing a figure out, and before the figure could react, the flames on the bronze lamp suddenly became violent and swayed.

Under the fierce burning of the flames, the void seemed to be roasted and twisted.

Until a void in front of him collapsed in a large area.

The bronze ancient coffin turned into a streamer and escaped into the void.

With the departure of the bronze coffin, the void healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Everything is back to business as usual.

As for Maitreya, who was thrown out, he was barely recovering from that chaotic state now.

"So, what is the point of burning the lamp to imprison me..."

Maitreya was still whispering, and when he inadventurously raised his head, and when he looked around, a look of surprise appeared in his eyes: "Here... Lingxiao Palace? ”

His brow furrowed deeply, not at all showing the excitement of standing in the enemy's hometown, but a thick guard rose in his heart.

"Why did the lamp throw me to heaven?"

"He wouldn't be naïve enough to think that I would be eager to destroy everything in front of me when he saw Heaven, right?"

"At that time, when Heavenly Court returns and Haotian questions me, throw all the pots on me, and they can get rid of me, a strong competitor, without bloodshed, and seriously consume Heavenly Court's strength?"

"It's not like a plan that Rulai and Randen can come up with, it's too naïve."

Maitreya was still muttering to himself, and after a long time, he still didn't come up with a result.

He temporarily put aside the thoughts in his heart and began to gaze at the Lingxiao Hall in front of him.

"It is rumored that since the beginning of the Heart Ape Tribulation, Haotian has not been in this Lingxiao Palace..."

"I don't know if it's true or not."

Having said this, Maitreya did not have any intention of opening the door and taking a look.

He just whispered softly, turned around, and walked off into the distance, as if he were strolling leisurely.

But he walked around the Lingxiao Hall and didn't find anything unusual.

Of course, he noticed that in some rooms, it seemed that someone was sleeping, but he didn't take advantage of the killer's thoughts.

"So..."

"If you really just want to use Heavenly Court to seal me for another two years?"

"What is he so obsessed with grabbing time?"

"Or is it that I made a mistake in analyzing the root cause of this matter..."

In Maitreya's heart, his mind kept jumping.

"No!"

"They must be in a hurry for time!"

"Whether it is a bronze coffin or a heavenly court, the ultimate goal is similar to a seal."

"Perhaps, when the immortals come, this world... There will be no place for me Maitreya anymore. ”

"I don't know their specific plans, but I must leave Heavenly Court!"

When he realized the essence of the problem, Maitreya's eyes instantly became solemn, no longer hesitating, his steps stopped, and wisps of breath spread out from his body.

The void in front of him even appeared with a debut crack.

However...

Just as the crack was getting bigger and bigger, a bell rang from the depths of the Heavenly Court again.

In the mortal realm, this bell looks unremarkable, but the sound rings a little.

But only when you stand in Heaven and face him in person, do you know...

What a terrifying existence this bell is.

The power of the fairy spirit surged towards Maitreya like the waves of the sea.

Maitreya frowned slightly and turned around.

Behind him, the golden light and magic appearance, the phantom of the giant Buddha, facing the wave formed by the power of the fairy in front of him, his expression remained unchanged, and he was as motionless as a mountain.

He didn't even make a move, relying on his own Buddha power alone to crush this wave.

Such a childish trick, or an uncontrolled magic weapon, no matter how powerful it is, cannot hurt Maitreya in the slightest.

Maitreya turned around with a flat expression and continued to expand the rift in front of him, trying to open the passage between the heavenly court and the mortal realm.

Behind him, the bell never rang again.

Heaven was quiet again.

However, one wave has not settled, and another wave has risen.

Inside a certain house, there was a sudden sound of shouting.

"Who dares to offend my Heavenly Court!"

"While my immortals are sleeping, do sneaky things!"

The sound was like thunder, echoing through the void.

Obviously, the owner of this voice, when he shouted this, also mixed a large amount of immortal power in it.

And at the moment when this voice sounded, Maitreya's expression changed, and his brain was running wildly.

Why...

Why is there a person who is in the heavenly court, but who is just right and not sleeping?

And accurately found himself, and reported it to the Heavenly Court for the first time?

Is it really aware of his own existence, so he issued a warning?

But the person who spoke, his strength was obviously only at the peak of the Golden Immortal, how could he detect his disguise.

Unless...

This person has never fallen asleep, or he is desperate to damage his essence, forcibly resuscitated in advance, and he has made a special trip here to wait for him.

The one who lights the lamp?

This was the first thought that popped into Maitreya's mind.

But his soul power swept through the void, and he quickly denied this conjecture.

This person was... Intercepted!

If so?

If you join forces with Burning Lamp, send yourself to Heaven, and unleash your chess pieces, forcing yourself into battle?

Let's not mention the relationship between the two, there are a lot of doubts here!

The most important thing is why the magic weapon of the heavenly court is making a show, and after striking at will, it will no longer attack.

A bold conjecture came to Maitreya's mind.

His eyes flashed with a fine light, and he turned his head incredibly, looking at the Lingxiao Hall in the distance, and his expression became cold: "What a trick to direct and act, this Buddha almost became your gun today!" ”

"Rulai..."

"You guessed the outcome a long time ago, so you got involved, just to wake me up at a critical moment?"

Eventually, Maitreya looked again at the voice that kept shouting, and thought about it seriously.

But a sense of grievance and powerlessness quietly emerged from his heart.

Originally, he felt that the gap between himself and Rulai was just a slight gap in strength.

But it wasn't until this moment that he suddenly discovered that the layout between the real upper echelons and the gestures had made it difficult for him to parry, and even unknowingly, he had become a chess piece.

And he was willing and stupid to take the initiative to get in.