Chapter 291 Immortal Lord, Willow Goddess Returns to the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths!
Beside him, three powerful figures from the Spirit Hall, including Sword Pig Douluo, surrounded him like stars around the moon. The immense pressure emanating from a Title Douluo forced the royal elders blocking their way to their knees!
"Zhu Ziqing!"
Upon seeing the newcomer, Dai Tianfeng forced himself to stand up, pointed at Zhu Ziqing, and shouted angrily:
"You led your troops to break into the palace, not only injuring the imperial guards but also daring to smash the main hall doors!"
"Do you still have any respect for me as the emperor? Do you still have any respect for the laws of Xingluo?"
However, faced with Dai Tianfeng's incompetent rage, Zhu Ziqing merely gave a disdainful sneer.
He didn't even glance at the old emperor sitting on the dragon throne, but walked straight to the center of the hall and looked up at the golden dragon carved on the dome of the hall.
"The law?"
Zhu Ziqing turned his head sharply as if he had heard the biggest joke in the world, staring intently at Dai Tianfeng.
"Dai Tianfeng, have you been in that position for too long and lost your mind?"
You want to talk to me about the law?
Zhu Ziqing stretched out his finger, pointed to the sky above, and said, word by word:
"My daughter is from the Primordial Celestial Court!"
"The Lord of the Primordial Celestial Court is a terrifying being who can annihilate the Heavenly Venerable of the Boundary Sea with a single thought!"
"At this point, even the gods in heaven would probably have to think twice before mentioning the Celestial Court."
"You, a mere mortal emperor, dare to talk to me about the law?"
Zhu Ziqing's voice was so loud that it made Dai Tianfeng's eardrums ache and his head buzz.
"you..."
Dai Tianfeng was rendered speechless, his face turning pale and then red. He could only resort to his last trump card, gritting his teeth as he said:
"Zhu Ziqing, don't forget!"
"Our Dai and Zhu families have been on good terms for generations, and our Martial Soul Fusion Technique is the foundation of the Star Luo Kingdom!"
"Without our Dai family, your Zhu family's Netherworld Cat Martial Soul would not be able to unleash its full power!"
"If you dare to touch me today, the Star Luo Empire will be thrown into chaos. Can you bear the consequences?"
Upon hearing this, Zhu Ziqing was taken aback.
Then, looking at Dai Tianfeng as if he were an idiot, he couldn't help but burst out laughing.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
"Dai Tianfeng, oh Dai Tianfeng, should I call you stupid, or should I call you blind?"
Zhu Ziqing laughed so hard that tears almost streamed down his face. He slapped his thigh and pointed at Dai Tianfeng, sarcastically remarking:
"Soul Fusion Technique?"
"Are you still thinking about that lousy Martial Soul Fusion Technique?"
"Open your dog eyes wide and look at the curtain of light in the sky!"
"Zhu Qing is cultivating the supreme immortal path in the Celestial Court, practicing the technique of swallowing the sun and moon!"
"She could pluck a single hair from your body and kill that damned white tiger of the Dai family ten thousand times over!"
"You think you can merge with us? Your Dai family doesn't even deserve it!"
Zhu Ziqing took a step forward, and his soul power suddenly erupted.
Although he did not possess the strength of a Title Douluo, the combined aura of Sword Pig Douluo and others still made Dai Tianfeng feel suffocated by the oppressive force.
"I'm not here today to discuss anything with you."
The smile on Zhu Ziqing's face vanished completely, replaced by an extremely domineering coldness:
"In three days, Zhu Qing will return to Douluo Continent from the Celestial Court."
"I don't want this chaotic and corrupt Xingluo royal family to spoil her enjoyment of returning home."
"so."
Zhu Ziqing stretched out his hand, pointed to the dragon throne under Dai Tianfeng's buttocks, and said in an unquestionable tone:
"The weather has changed, and it's time for someone else to sit on the throne."
"Are you going to roll down on your own, or should I have someone twist your head off and then kick you off the mountain?"
When Zhu Ziqing told him to get down, the Xingluo Emperor was furious.
"Zhu Ziqing! Do you really think you can change the dynasty with just a few lackeys of the Spirit Hall?"
"I am the ruler of Xingluo. I am not dead yet, so it is not your place to interfere in the affairs of Xingluo!"
Before the words were finished, two extremely powerful fluctuations of soul power shot into the sky from the shadows behind the main hall.
Accompanied by heavy footsteps, two elderly men dressed in dark gold robes slowly emerged.
The person on the left is slender with arms hanging down to his knees. He is surrounded by nine dazzling spirit rings. He is the Netherworld Douluo, a level 96 agility-attack type titled Douluo of the Star Luo Royal Family.
The man on the right is a burly old man wielding a dark gold giant axe. With each step he takes, the floor cracks inch by inch. He is the Earth-Splitting Douluo who has suppressed the borders of the empire for decades.
The moment these two Title Douluos appeared, the situation, which had been suppressed by Sword Pig Douluo, instantly became unpredictable.
"Zhu Ziqing, step back!" The Earth-Splitting Douluo spoke in a booming voice, as loud as a bell:
"For the sake of our past relationship, as long as you withdraw your troops now, we can pretend nothing happened."
"Sentiment?" However, Zhu Ziqing was not afraid at all.
Instead of retreating, he took another step forward, staring at the two figures he once admired.
"Gentlemen, I address you as 'senior' out of respect for the difficulty you have overcome in cultivating to this level," Zhu Ziqing said, his words startling.
"But open your eyes and look, is this still the same sky as before?"
At this point, he also stretched out his hand, pointing directly at the sky-covering light curtain outside the main hall.
Pointing to the little one in the light screen whose head was being gently rubbed by the Willow God, and pointing to the white-robed figure who had annihilated the Heavenly Venerable of the Realm Sea with a single word.
"What did Dai Tianfeng give you? Soul bones? Territory? Or that elusive loyalty to the royal family?"
"How laughable! My daughter, Zhu Zhuqing, is already a formal disciple of the Primordial Immortal Court!"
Three days!
"In just three days, Zhu Qing will return with the blessings of the Immortal Realm!"
"How many years have you been stuck at your current level?"
"Five years? Ten years? Or twenty years?"
"You are well aware that the rules of this continent have already blocked your path!"
"But if Zhu Qing returns with a drop of immortal dew bestowed by the Immortal Lord, or even a scroll of the most basic cultivation technique, would you still need to be watchdogs in this mortal imperial power?"
"Zhu Ziqing! Shut up!" Upon hearing the Zhu family patriarch's seductive words, Dai Tianfeng jumped up from the dragon throne in a panic, his old face turning bright red.
"Elders, don't listen to his nonsense!"
"I promise that as long as the traitor is killed, I am willing to share the world equally with the two of you!"
"Divide the world equally? Hahahaha!"
Sword Pig Douluo, standing to the side, seemed to have heard the biggest joke in the world, laughing so hard that tears were almost streaming down his face.
He looked at Dai Tianfeng with a mocking expression: "Dai Tianfeng, haven't you figured out the situation yet?"
"In the eyes of immortals, your so-called world is not even a speck of dust."
"You two, abandoning darkness for light, this is called the merit of following the dragon."
"If Miss Zhuqing really arrives and sees you still standing on the broken ship of the Dai family, then forget about opportunities, you might even lose your cultivation."
Upon hearing this, Netherworld Douluo and Earth-Splitting Douluo exchanged a glance, both seeing the wavering in each other's eyes.
They are old, and more than anyone else, they yearn for a longer life and a higher realm.
The things displayed on the light screen were exactly what they had longed for, things they never even dared to imagine.
A drop of tea can suppress a god-king, and a single word can drive away the supreme being of the boundary sea.
Faced with such power, the emperor of the Star Luo Empire was truly a joke.
"Master Zhu..." Netherworld Douluo's voice was somewhat hoarse as he slowly lowered the dagger in his hand.
"Is the supreme opportunity you just mentioned truly real?"
"I guarantee this with the reputation of the Zhu family!" Zhu Ziqing stood proudly in the hall.
"Not only that, if the two of you are willing to set things right, once Zhu Qing returns, my Zhu family will definitely ask our young master to cleanse your marrow and bones, ensuring that you can glimpse the divine realm!"
!!
That final promise shattered their last psychological defenses.
"Zhu Ziqing, how dare you!" On the dragon throne, Dai Tianfeng realized that something was wrong and immediately stood up and shouted.
However, Netherworld Douluo and Earth-Splitting Douluo had already slowly turned around.
The two titled Douluo knelt on one knee in front of all the civil and military officials and the emperor to whom they had once served.
"Your Majesty, we two old men are willing to serve the Zhu family head with utmost loyalty!"
"This empire of Xingluo truly deserves a change of ownership."
Meanwhile, at the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.
As the most well-informed sect in Douluo Continent, Ning Fengzhi was sitting on the terrace at the highest point of the sect. The tea in front of him had gone cold, but he was completely unaware of it.
At this moment, his gaze was fixed on the light screen, showing Jiang Chen and Liu Shen preparing to go to the lower realm.
"The Eight Realms of the Lower Realm…" Ning Fengzhi murmured to himself, his heart filled with indescribable shock.
"Besides the Willow God, there are actually three other supreme beings. Isn't that just a lower realm? How come there are so many supreme beings there?"
Behind him, Bone Douluo Gu Rong was also shocked: "Feng Zhi, do you still remember the white-robed man who was drinking tea in the thatched hut before?"
"A single drop of tea crippled the Asura God King, and that was only one of the three giants, and merely a remnant soul at that..."
This huge difference in perception left these two figures, who stood at the pinnacle of Douluo Continent, feeling a profound sense of powerlessness.
Ning Fengzhi didn't speak. He turned his gaze and fixed it on a place in the upper realm called the Chaotian Sword Sect.
That place is a top-tier power in the upper realm, where sword energy crisscrosses and mountains rise and fall.
However, in a remote corner of that sect, in front of a dilapidated stone house where servants lived, they saw the man who once struck fear into the hearts of the entire Douluo Continent.
Sword Douluo, Chen Xin.
At this moment, Chen Xin was wearing a rough gray linen coat and holding a chipped iron broom, sweeping the fallen leaves on the steps.
His once upright and straight figure now appeared somewhat hunched.
What's even more worrying is that a few outer disciples of the Chaotian Sword Sect are laughing and pointing at Chen Xin not far away, and even deliberately spilling the leftover tea on the ground he just swept clean.
In Douluo Continent, Chen Xin is the swordsman Chen Xin, a guardian god revered by all.
But here, he became a menial servant whom even outer disciples could humiliate at will.
"I missed it all! I missed it all!" Gu Rong couldn't help but burst into tears, and slammed his fist heavily into the stone pillar beside him, creating a deep pit in the ten-thousand-year-old Xuan Gang stone.
"If the place where Swordhead descended back then was not the Upper Realm, but the Eight Domains of the Lower Realm, and if he could have met that Lord of the Forbidden Zone, even if he had only become a disciple in name only, with his talent in swordsmanship, he would probably have already attained the Dao of Divine Flame, or even higher!"
"Why should we have to put up with these ants' wrath here like this!"
Upon hearing this, Ning Fengzhi, who was standing to the side, couldn't help but shake his head.
Yes, that's what happens when opportunity knocks.
Zhu Zhuqing and Qian Renxue were lucky; they entered the Primordial Immortal Court directly.
However, Chen Xin was unlucky enough to be transported to a self-righteous sect in the upper realm and became a servant.
"No, Fengzhi, look!" Suddenly, Gu Rong, who was standing to the side, pointed at the light screen and exclaimed as if he had discovered some earth-shattering secret.
In the light screen, when Liu Shen mentioned the giants of the lower realm, he mentioned a "peerless genius whose beauty surpassed that of an entire era".
After being reminded by Bone Douluo, Ning Fengzhi instantly understood his hidden meaning.
That was a long time ago, during the great battle in the capital of the Stone Kingdom, when the double-pupiled Shi Yi was taken away by a mysterious woman.
"Could it be..." Ning Fengzhi's heart suddenly started pounding wildly.
"That ancient woman with double pupils is one of the three giants that the Immortal Lord wants to recruit!"
The thought startled even Ning Fengzhi.
"If it really is her, then wouldn't the Double-Pupiled Shi Yi be under that tycoon's tutelage?"
"If that powerful figure submits to the Primordial Celestial Court, then Shi Yi will also become a member of the Celestial Court?"
Thinking of this, Ning Fengzhi felt the hairs on his body stand on end.
Shi Hao is already terrifying enough; he was born a supreme being and was reborn from the ashes.
If we add Shi Yi, who was born with double pupils and has a mind as deep as the sea, will these two brothers, who were originally destined to fight each other, actually join forces in the Primordial Immortal Court?
"This is no longer the Primordial Celestial Court..."
"This is to put all the top geniuses of that world—past, present, and future—into one pocket."
"The girl from the Zhu family will be back in three days. She will bring back not only an opportunity, but also this unimaginable pressure."
At this point, Ning Fengzhi also turned his head to look in the direction of Xingluo City in the distance.
Flames were shooting into the sky there, clearly indicating a fierce battle was taking place.
"It seems we need to make a decision quickly, Uncle Gu."
...
Meanwhile, Perfect World.
The upper realm consists of the Nine Heavens and the Ten Earths.
"Sizzle!"
With a buzzing sound, an invisible force tore open the previously dilapidated world barrier in the sky.
Immediately afterwards, two figures dressed in pristine white robes, immaculate and spotless, slowly emerged from the turbulent void.
It was Jiang Chen and Liu Shen who crossed over from the Primordial Immortal Court!
Although only the two Dao bodies descended to this place, the moment they stepped into this world, the void within tens of thousands of miles around them groaned in despair, as if the broken heavens and earth were simply unable to bear the trace of supreme law leaking from their bodies.
"native land..."
Willow Goddess stood quietly in the void, her plain white dress fluttering in the strong wind.
Her all-encompassing, clear, and beautiful eyes slowly swept over the vast and boundless land below, which also revealed an undeniable desolation and ruin.
The air seemed to still carry the lingering smell of gunpowder from that great battle from countless eras ago.
This is the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.
It was the homeland that she fought bravely as the ancestral spirit, even risking her life to fight her way through foreign lands to protect!
Looking at this land where countless lives had been shed, Liu Shen's emotions became extremely complex.
There is reminiscence, there is melancholy, but there is also a sense of composure as if returning home in glory.
Go and see those who followed you back then.
Jiang Chen stood to the side with his hands behind his back. He could naturally sense the fluctuations in Liu Shen's state of mind at this moment. His voice was calm, yet it carried a calming power:
"Back then, you suffered a great calamity and were forced to undergo nirvana."
"I wonder how those soldiers who once fought for you are doing now in this world."
Liu Shen nodded slightly.
She slowly closed her eyes, and a faint green light suddenly shone from between her brows.
That is the supreme perception belonging to the ancestral spirit.
Even if it is just a physical body, the moment Liu Shen's divine sense spreads out, all things in the entire Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, and even those ancient lineages hidden in the folded space, are completely visible under her perception.
She is searching for those races who once basked in her divine light and fought alongside her against the darkness.
For example, the valiant and loyal Eight-Armed Soul Clan members of that time.
However, after only three breaths, Liu Shen's tightly closed eyes suddenly opened!
"What's wrong?" On the other side, Jiang Chen sensed the change in Liu Shen's emotions and raised his eyebrows slightly.
"They are all cursed."
Liu Shen spoke, her voice still cold and clear.
"The Eight-Armed Soul Clan, and those meritorious tribes who fought to the death to protect the Imperial Pass and stood at the forefront of the foreign invaders' iron hooves..."
"Nowadays, most of them are burdened by the curse."
(End of chapter)