The First Hall Master of the Cold Moon Judgment Hall was only at the half-step Emperor realm at most. When facing a true Emperor realm powerhouse, he would certainly be helpless.
That was precisely why so many first-rate sects were unwilling to offend independent Emperor realm cultivators. In a head-on fight, they weren't afraid of independent Emperor realm powerhouses at all.
What they feared was precisely this kind of Emperor realm powerhouse coming to cause trouble—showing up now and then to stir up chaos and make a mess.
As long as the old monsters of the sect didn't intervene, even a first-rate sect would definitely suffer heavy losses against an Emperor realm powerhouse.
And the old monsters of a sect would only go all out when it affected the sect's fortune or concerned its very survival and extinction.
Under normal circumstances, they had no desire to mobilize at all. After all, battles between Emperor realm powerhouses consumed enormous energy. Unless it came to that point, no one was willing to make such a pointless expenditure.
That purple-haired Captain Luo had been traveling nonstop and arrived here in a disheveled state. Seeing the Fallen Heaven Society in such a wretched condition, he was already displeased.
And yet this Old Fourth Ju of the Fallen Heaven Four was actually putting on airs, speaking in an interrogating tone—as if the two squads they'd sent weren't enough, and he was even upset that the Hall Master hadn't come personally!
"Old Fourth Ju, you've got quite the mouth. The Hall Master of the Cold Moon Judgment Hall has countless matters to attend to every day. You think he's your yes-man who comes running the moment you call?" Captain Luo's tone carried a note of displeasure.
"Just what happened here? Why are you all in such a state?"
Old Fourth Ju was thoroughly frustrated: "We really got screwed this time. Captain Luo, don't take your anger out on us. Hurry back to the sect—go tell the Hall Master, and preferably report to the Emperor realm ancestor—"
"Shut up!" Captain Luo flew into a rage. "What makes you think the Emperor realm ancestor has the time to deal with your petty troubles?"
Having risen to the rank of captain in the Cold Moon Judgment Hall, Captain Luo was clearly no ordinary person. One look at the situation and he knew the Fallen Heaven Society had been completely wiped out.
Whoever could wipe out the Fallen Heaven Society in one sweep was, frankly speaking, absolutely far more formidable in combat power than these two squads of theirs.
Don't be fooled by their two squads—if it came to sheer fighting strength, they were definitely inferior to the Fallen Heaven Society.
After all, each of the Fallen Heaven Four was a Monarch realm high-stage existence. The eldest, Cong Taiyan, was a Monarch realm ninth-level powerhouse in particular.
For people of that caliber to become prisoners, their spirits thoroughly crushed—then whoever had dealt with the Fallen Heaven Society this time was absolutely a terrifying existence.
Forget the two of them—even if the Hall Masters of the Cold Moon Judgment Hall came in person, they might not necessarily be able to resolve the situation here.
"Gentlemen, Captain Luo has a bold question. Was the elimination of the Fallen Heaven Society all your handiwork?" Captain Luo's tone was measured—neither servile nor overbearing.
Jiang Chen smiled faintly. "It was our doing. Does Captain Luo intend to arrest us all?"
Hearing the hint of mockery in Jiang Chen's voice, the purple-haired Captain Luo gave a bitter smile. "The Cold Moon Judgment Hall has always been fair and impartial. We simply wish to understand the full story of what happened here."
"Don't bother asking. These people deserved death—they should all be dead in the first place. The only reason we haven't completely exterminated them yet is out of respect for Third Master Jing. Since you gentlemen are from the Cold Moon Judgment Hall, I, Shao, have no desire to make things difficult for you. This is a private grudge between us and the Fallen Heaven Society." Jiang Chen had no wish to fall out completely with the Cold Moon Judgment Hall.
The purple-haired Captain Luo was truly taken aback. Who on earth was this person? How could he speak with such audacity? This was the territory of the Slanting Moon Upper Domain, after all.
In this territory, there were very few people who dared speak to the Cold Moon Judgment Hall's people this way. Looking at this young man, while his bearing was extraordinary, his cultivation was at most early-stage Monarch realm. While such cultivators weren't exactly a dime a dozen, powerhouses of this level in the Slanting Moon Upper Domain were definitely numerous.
Captain Luo's complex gaze shifted to the Peerless Great Emperor and Madam Yun.
Suddenly, a flicker of understanding crossed Captain Luo's mind.
Just then, Third Master Jing walked in and said calmly, "Captain Luo, this truly is a private matter between them."
Captain Luo clearly didn't think much of Third Master Jing. He let out a cold snort. "Old Jing the Third, I don't need you to tell me how to do my job."
Third Master Jing merely grinned without warmth. "I have no interest in teaching you how to do your job. But the situation is quite clear now. If Captain Luo wishes to enforce the law, then by all means, go ahead. Just don't come crying to me later—I won't be blamed if you suffer losses without being warned ahead of time."
Captain Luo's words caught in his throat.
The other captain suddenly stepped forward and cupped his fists toward Jiang Chen. "Friend, nothing overrides reason in this world. The grudge between you and the Fallen Heaven Society—what are the exact details? In the territory of our Slanting Moon Upper Domain, whatever the matter may be, our Moon God Sect certainly has the right to inquire."
Jiang Chen smiled with derision. "Since that's the case, then go ahead and exercise your authority. We'll see who ends up losing face."
"Let's go." Jiang Chen waved his hand, clearly having no intention of dealing with these two Cold Moon Judgment Hall captains any further.
The two captains watched them preparing to leave just like that, their faces turning ashen.
Should they stop them? They truly had no confidence in doing so. Especially since the Peerless Great Emperor had just now, intentionally or not, released a trace of his aura.
He hadn't exerted himself in the slightest, but even a small release of a Great Emperor's pressure was enough to make anyone gasp.
"Captain Luo, stop them! They've poisoned us! If they leave, where are we supposed to get the antidote?!" Old Fourth Ju shouted at the top of his lungs.