This is not how immortals cultivate

Chapter 518 The entire Heavenly Court has not a single person who can fight.
With a command from the Nine-Fingered Heavenly Emperor, thunder roared and shook the Nine Heavens!

In an instant, the sea of ​​clouds surged, and rays of light shone everywhere. Inside the Lingxiao Palace, divine light flashed, and one after another, immortals and gods arrived by imperial decree. They were all renowned and powerful celestial generals, celestial venerables, star officials, and thunder generals...

Li Jing, the Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King; Erlang Shen, the Manifestation of the Holy Lord; Nezha, the Third Prince; the Four Heavenly Kings...

Marshal Tianpeng, Heavenly Venerable of Universal Transformation through Thunderclap of the Nine Heavens...

Nine Luminaries, Twenty-Eight Constellations, Thirty-Six Thunder Generals...

In addition, there are numerous heavenly soldiers and generals from the palace guards, as well as those from the water, wind, and fire departments...

The stars shone brightly, illuminating the heavens and the earth; banners fluttered in the wind, and the formation was imposing, slowly unfolding with an overwhelming momentum.

The entire Lingxiao Palace was instantly enveloped by an immense pressure!

Then, the gods felt a jolt in their hearts.

How could it be him? xN
Upon seeing that the traitor who assassinated the king was the True Martial Emperor, the gods and immortals were slightly taken aback and were somewhat at a loss for what to do.

They knew that Zhenwu the Great was loyal and low-key as a god. He rarely showed his face, sitting in his office every day. He focused on visiting the Purple Bamboo Forest in the South China Sea or going down to the mortal world to eliminate evil spirits and protect the peace of the human world.

The Heavenly Emperor often spoke of it, calling it the cornerstone of the Heavenly Court and a vital pillar of the state.

Such a loyal Zhenwu Emperor is hard to find even with a lantern. Has he rebelled?
No way, is there some misunderstanding here?
They have always believed that Zhenwu the Great is an undisputed royalist and a top-level deity of the highest order, after all, the Heavenly Emperor himself said so.

Driven by habitual thinking, the gods' first thought was that the True Martial Emperor couldn't possibly be plotting a rebellion. Especially those immortals and gods who patrolled the Blue Star Realm and owed Xiang Yuan a favor by picking up a mount, such as Erlang Shen who always walked a dog and hunted the world with a bow, seriously suspected that this was a misunderstanding.

Perhaps the Heavenly Emperor and the True Martial Emperor did not communicate well. The Emperor was upright and honest and did not know how to flatter. He said some things that the Heavenly Emperor did not like to hear, and thus incurred punishment.

Furthermore, there is another crucial question: Does the Heavenly Emperor know that he wants to take the True Martial Emperor?
The Old Mother of Lishan was the teacher of the True Martial Emperor, but she was even more low-key than the True Martial Emperor, living a secluded life and having a cloud-like mind and a moon-like nature. However, this did not prevent the gods from knowing the power of this great supernatural being, and even the Heavenly Emperor had to show her some respect.

If the Old Mother of Lishan didn't know...

This isn't just slapping Zhenwu the Great's backside; it's clearly slapping the face of Lishan Laomu. The Heavenly Emperor's purpose in taking down Zhenwu the Great wasn't to punish him, but to send a warning to Lishan Laomu behind Zhenwu the Great.

That's right, that's exactly it! xN
On the gods' side, each little brain was more imaginative than the last, and they quickly pieced together a grand drama of high-level power struggles.

On the other side, the Nine-Fingered Heavenly Emperor remained firmly seated on his divine throne, his face showing neither sorrow nor joy, only constantly stroking the golden finger guard that was missing a section of his finger.

Emperor Ming didn't mince words. He had been tolerating Xiang Yuan for quite some time, and he could tolerate it before, but seeing Xiang Yuan's attire today, he simply couldn't stand it anymore.

and……

Jingyun is not home today!
"Greetings, esteemed colleagues!"

Xiang Yuan cupped his hands and looked in all directions: "I am the True Martial of the North, the Ancestor of the Nine Heavens Demon Slayers, utterly loyal to the Heavenly Emperor. Heaven and earth bear witness to this, and the sun and moon are my witnesses..."

"Today I step into the Lingxiao Palace not to rebel, but because this Heavenly Emperor is not the same as the one before him. All the gods have been kept in the dark by this false emperor and do not know his true face. I have received a secret edict from Heaven to punish him, and every word and deed I do is to restore order to the world and to restore a bright and clear universe!"

"I know your difficulties, and I also know that you can neither believe these principles nor listen to them. Therefore, I will not say any more. If I offend you in any way later, I hope you will forgive me in the future."

Xiang Yuan launched into a long and logical argument, much like those rebels who, regardless of anything else, were quick to seize the moral high ground.

He knew very well that saying all this was pointless.

Not to mention that the divine position was bestowed by the Nine-Fingered Heavenly Emperor, who would dare to believe his nonsense? The Nine-Fingered Heavenly Emperor would immediately dismiss him and replace him.

The Nine-Fingered Heavenly Emperor, blessed with divine mandate, holds the power of life and death in the Heavenly Realm and can do as he pleases within the Three Realms. With a single thought, he can alter the memories of all the immortals and gods. No matter how eloquently he speaks of rebellion, it will all be in vain in the end.

The purpose of saying all this is simply to leave an additional memory in the minds of the gods, which may come in handy when the Qianyuan Realm and the Heavenly God Realm meet in the future.

That's right, Xiang Yuan already has his sights set on conquering the Celestial Realm and becoming the Celestial Emperor himself...

Pooh!
By combining similar terms, we can support Ji Wuzhou, the Jade Emperor, to lead the Qianyuan Realm to become bigger and stronger, and to flourish.

The Celestial Realm is a wonderful place. It was painstakingly managed by the shameless Heavenly Emperor, and later the Nine-Fingered Heavenly Emperor merged into the Divine Firmament Realm. In addition, Xiang Yuan offered up several precious lower realms during his years as a guide.

By acquiring the Heavenly God Realm, Qianyuan Realm can not only fill many gaps in the Heavenly Court's pantheon, but also make the Journey to the West filming studio more realistic.

Most importantly, there's a caring Guanyin sister and two hardworking, tireless secretaries!

There are also downsides.

In the Celestial Realm, there is Jingyun, the Queen Mother of the West. It is unknown whether the actions of the Corpse Queen Mother were instigated by her. If so, what is the current situation in the Qianyuan Realm? Has the White Palace Master been forcibly merged into a similar entity by Jingyun?
Also, this Nine-Fingered Heavenly Emperor looks quite formidable; I wonder if his frail little body can withstand it.
Even if we can't hold on, we have to hold on, and we have to do it quickly!
Although the Qianyuan Realm is vast, Xiang Yuan now has no way out!

boom!
Inside the Lingxiao Palace, the space extends infinitely, with countless stars stretching out and transforming into an endless battlefield.

By the decree of the Heavenly Emperor, a region of land and space has been established as its own domain!

The Twenty-Eight Constellations took the lead, acting impartially and establishing the Twenty-Eight Constellations Formation.

They don't understand what's going on above, nor do they ask why. No matter how much reasoning the True Martial Emperor has, they only follow the will of Heaven.

As one of the oldest star formations in the Heavenly Court, the Twenty-Eight Mansions represent the most fundamental operating principles of the cosmic order.

The Twenty-Eight Mansions are further divided into seven mansions in the four directions. When they are together, they form one constellation; when they are separate, they form a group. They advance and retreat in an orderly manner, and are capable of both offense and defense.

With a unified shout, the Twenty-Eight Constellations shone brightly, and a vast star map appeared in the void. The star map was divided into four directions, condensing into the magnificent phantom images of the Four Symbols.

The Azure Dragon roared, spewing forth lightning;
The white tiger roared, annihilating all living beings;
The Vermilion Bird spreads its wings and burns everything in its path;
The Black Tortoise is calm and composed, suppressing all directions.

The combined power of the four phases transformed into a starlight spear that pierced through heaven and earth, carrying a destructive force that shot straight into the distance!
This strike, wielding divine power to govern the laws of heaven and earth, and incorporating the power of stars, the power of the five elements, and the power of life and death, is a suppression at the level of rules and an interference with the trajectory of fate. As long as you are still within the five elements and the three realms, you cannot escape the lock of this starlight spear.

Faced with this attack, even an ordinary Golden Immortal would have to temporarily avoid its sharp edge!

Xiang Yuan did not dodge the attack. He stood still, his expression calm, and raised one hand, wielding an ordinary black sword light with a plain Northern Black Chigun Horned Demon-Slaying Sword.

To his shame, he possesses a portion of the Heavenly Dao principles of the Celestial Realm, but he happens to be outside the Three Realms and the Five Elements, and is not subject to the mechanism of the Twenty-Eight Constellations.

I may feel ashamed, but that's an undeniable fact!
Even if Xiang Yuan did not possess this part of the Heavenly Dao and its principles, his physical body and his will had already transformed into something extraordinary, and his karma and destiny had broken free from the constraints of the old rules.

Upon reaching any higher realm, he would no longer be affected by the interactions of the Five Elements, nor constrained by the Yin-Yang cycle, nor bound by the celestial destiny...

So when that starlight spear came hurtling through the air, it was no match for the Demon-Slaying Sword's gentle strike. The starlight shattered, and the remaining black light continued forward, splitting open the entire Twenty-Eight Constellations Formation, causing countless cracks and making the Four Symbols phantoms teeter on the verge of collapse.

"Not bad, all of you have done your best."

Xiang Yuan nodded, took a step forward, and a surge of divine power swept out, causing the great formation beneath his feet to collapse instantly. He swung his sword down, and the dark sword light shone brightly, slashing down the four illusory figures with overwhelming force.

In just one round, all twenty-eight constellations were severely injured, falling like wheat being harvested, or like kites with broken strings.

The gods were stunned. The True Martial Emperor's martial prowess was a tiny bit higher than they had imagined, giving them the feeling that even if they attacked together, they wouldn't be a match for him.

"Capture this scoundrel."

The Nine-Fingered Heavenly Emperor spoke calmly and casually, as if he were merely giving a casual order.

He looked toward the South China Sea and saw a beam of white light rushing toward the Heavenly Court. The beam of white light was as fast as a shooting star and as if a lotus flower was blooming. It carried boundless compassion and mercy, and it passed through the clouds and was about to reach the South Heavenly Gate.

Guanyin Bodhisattva.

Baiyue Jushi noticed the great changes in the Three Realms and saw Zhenwu the Great, who was causing havoc in the Heavenly Palace and plotting to usurp the throne, in the Lingxiao Palace. Feeling compassion, he decisively came to persuade the Heavenly Emperor to lay down his sword and also rushed to the aid of Zhenwu the Great, who was surrounded by countless immortals and gods.

As for treason and such, Master Baiyue doesn't really understand. He's compassionate and kind-hearted, and he only knows that it's wrong for the majority to bully the minority.

There was no favoritism, nor was there any aiding and abetting of wrongdoing; she has always stood on the side of the weak, and this time was no exception.

"What a pair of despicable people..."

The Nine-Fingered Heavenly Emperor sneered contemptuously. Jingyun was not a good ally, and the two disciples she taught were both rebellious.

With a flick of his finger, he silently stirred the void, and a golden light suddenly descended from the distant Western Continent of Hezhou.

Lingshan.

Immeasurable light.

In an instant, the entire space in front of the South Heavenly Gate was illuminated by the Buddha's light, auspicious clouds rolled, chanting sutras filled the air, and the air was filled with the fragrance of sandalwood and lotus.

Amidst the Buddha's light, a golden Pure Land of Bliss appeared out of thin air, completely blocking the road to Heaven.

In the center of the Pure Land, the Buddha of the West, one of the Five Elders of the Five Directions, is draped in a golden robe. His eyes are lowered, and his face is blurred and difficult to discern. Behind him, an immeasurable halo shines in all directions, illuminating the cycle of cause and effect.

All around, the Buddhas' images are majestic, the Bodhisattvas sit upright on the altar, and countless Arhats, Vajras, and Devas manifest to subdue demons, some holding vajras, some forming mudras and chanting mantras, and some reciting scriptures for salvation. With compassionate yet undeniably majestic Buddha light, it stretches across the heavens and earth.

"Great compassion, this place is not a place for you to stay for long. Quickly return to Luojia Mountain in the South China Sea to cultivate in seclusion."

The Buddha, with his back to the immeasurable light, his face obscured, spoke in thunderous voice from his three-zhang-tall form: "This calamity is not yours to be involved in, this predicament is not yours to resolve. The sea of ​​suffering is boundless, turn back and you will find the shore."

The entire sacred mountain descended, and even if it was an illusion, the invisible pressure was unimaginable. Every ray of the boundless Buddha light contained the intention to save the world, and every breath exuded the power of suppression.

If the White Moon Hermit continues to be deluded, he will surely be suppressed beneath Mount Ling today.

"My Buddha is merciful."

Baiyue Jushi's voice was gentle, yet like a morning bell and evening drum, piercing through the golden light of Mount Ling.

Clad in plain clothes, holding a pure vase, standing on a white lotus, and with a golden wheel of merit on his back, but...

I am not familiar with Lingshan.

Baiyue Jushi was not very familiar with the Buddhas of Lingshan, because Xiang Yuan had said that the Buddhas of the Heavenly Realm were fake, so she never attended any meetings of Lingshan.

A meeting at Lingshan?
busy.

Buddha preaching?

Thank you.

The Buddhas preaching the Dharma?

No time, she's preaching to the True Martial Emperor right now!

Today, seeing all the Buddhas working together, Layman Baiyue smiled slightly and said, "May I ask you, Buddha, how many of you sit on lotus thrones and dwell eternally in the Pure Land, are you truly there, and how many are false? If you are all illusory, why do you hinder this humble monk from seeking the truth?"

Lies don't hurt, truth is the knife.

As soon as Layman Baiyue opened his mouth, his soft voice was like a blade slicing through the Pure Land of Buddha's light. The chanting of sutras in the sky suddenly stopped, and even the lotus flowers floating in the air froze in their blooming rhythm.

Even the Buddha, with his eyes closed, could sense that the immeasurable light behind him was not as dazzling as before.

You shouldn't hit someone in the face, but he got slapped and looked miserable!
Although it was a false creation, it still possessed some of the Buddha's wisdom. How could it not know that it was merely a false creation, and that the White Moon Hermit was the one who truly escaped the sea of ​​suffering?

However, that's one thing, but it's another.

"All conditioned phenomena are like dreams, illusions, bubbles, shadows, dew, and lightning; thus should they be viewed. A Bodhisattva thinks he is seeking truth, but in reality, you are also clinging to delusion..."

The Buddha clasped his hands together. Whether it is false or true, the fact that he could perceive his own limitations shows that he is moving towards the truth. It is probably not that simple for Baiyue Jushi to think that a single sentence could ruin the Zen mind of all Buddhas.

“The Buddha has great wisdom.” Layman Baiyue returned the greeting and then said, “This humble monk is not talented, but I possess true Buddhist teachings and wish to liberate all Buddhas from the sea of ​​suffering.”

She took the willow branch from the vase and gently brushed it forward.

White light spilled from the top of the willow branches, like the first rays of dawn or the cascading moonlight. Wherever the light passed, the void turned white, and the entire space was washed clean of dust, revealing its most primal essence.

In the Pure Land, the originally solemn and sacred golden light of Buddha began to fade, replaced by a pure white.

The truth is revealed after the illusion is stripped away!

In the area where the white light was, all the Buddhas, Bodhisattvas, and Arhats became blurred, and some even vanished into light and shadow.

This method is for dispelling delusion!
Since uniting with the eloquent Guanyin Bodhisattva, the White Moon Hermit's persuasive skills have increased day by day. Those who are truly unpersuasive, such as that woman who is obsessed with women, can be made to flee at the mere sight of the Red Powder Skull, instantly gaining super long standby time.

A single willow branch can clearly distinguish truth from falsehood, easily piercing through endless illusions to reveal that Mount Ling is nothing but an empty shell.

This action made the Buddha's scalp tingle. The leader of all Buddhas knew that he could not escape the label of falsehood, and dared not let Layman Baiyue speak the truth again. He pushed his hands, which were clasped together in front of his chest, open them, and boundless light shone down on him. The swastika-shaped Buddha palm covered the sky and pressed down.

The chanting of Buddhist hymns resonated, echoing throughout heaven and earth.

A giant golden hand, thousands of feet high, seemed to control the cause and effect of the entire universe, pressing down on Baiyue Jushi as if the heavens and earth were collapsing.

"Amitabha!"

Laywoman Baiyue's eyes lowered in compassion, and an incomparably magnificent Dharma image slowly rose from behind her.

It was a white statue of the Thousand-Armed Guanyin, with boundless compassion and profound wisdom, its thousand arms outstretched, colliding with the sky-covering, thousand-foot-tall Buddha palm.

So-called Buddhist teachings and so-called debates cannot change the will of others; in the end, it still comes down to a matter of fists.

A fist is straightforward and convincing; even if there are problems that are difficult to communicate with or cannot be solved, it can still resolve the issue by getting rid of the person who raised it.

boom!
Outside the South Heavenly Gate, the entire Saha world trembled violently...

……

Now, let's talk about the Lingxiao Palace.

Where is the Lingxiao Palace now? It's dilapidated, in ruins, with not a single intact pillar to be found, let alone such a rare object as the ceiling.

Following the Buddha and the Jade Emperor's rampage in the Heavenly Palace in the Celestial Realm, the True Martial Emperor and Guanyin Bodhisattva have now teamed up to wreak havoc in the Heavenly Palace in the Celestial Realm.

Last time, Xiang Yuan was envious, but this time it was his turn. He was humming and laughing, jumping around, working much harder than Buddha and the Jade Emperor.

Just moments ago, the Heavenly Generals were majestic and awe-inspiring, their might as fierce as tigers swallowing the vast lands. Now, they have all become stepping stones to highlight the invincible power of the True Martial Emperor.

The battle was one-sided.

The Heavenly Venerable of Universal Transformation and Responding to the Origin of Thunder stepped forward, wielding two whips, one of which was a whirlwind and the other a blazing fire, his courage unmatched.

He was a righteous god of the Thunder Department, wielding the power of thunder. With a single move, wind and thunder surged, lightning flashed, and countless thunderbolts struck him, as if divine punishment had descended. He was slapped in the face, let out a howl, and turned into a shooting star, leaving sparks and lightning along the way.
Nezha, the Third Prince, rode on his Wind Fire Wheels and charged forward with his spear. Halfway there, he was hit by Marshal Tianpeng, who flew backward. Before he could even scold his useless teammate, his small body was used as a cushion, leaving only one foot outside, twitching occasionally.
Because Erlang Shen was too handsome, he had the potential to be a kept man, so he was thoroughly beaten down by Zhenwu Dadi, and his whole body quickly became rich and powerful.

The Four Heavenly Kings joined forces and returned at an even faster speed. Nezha, the Third Prince, had just pushed away his useless teammates and hadn't even gotten up when he saw four tall figures attacking him. He closed his eyes in despair.

Needless to say, the Nine Luminaries Star Officials were the fastest and soundest to fall asleep shortly after the Twenty-Eight Constellations lay down.
The Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King unleashed his exquisite pagoda, which grew larger in the wind and cracked upon encountering black light, splitting into two pieces before it even fell.

The most elite forces of Heaven, including the Heavenly Officials, the Heavenly Generals of Water, Earth, Wind, Fire, and Thunder, flew across the sky, raining down in all directions...

Xiang Yuan's ability to achieve such an arrogant victory, dismantling the Lingxiao Palace to the point where not even a single door panel could be found, owes much to these whiny heavenly generals.

boom!
"In the entire Heavenly Court, there isn't a single person who can fight!"

Xiang Yuan stood with his sword in hand, his feet planted on the plaque of the Lingxiao Palace, gazing in all directions: "I'm not going anywhere, so who else is there?"

The effect was mediocre. The Heavenly Court pantheon in the Celestial Realm is the masterpiece of the combined efforts of two generations of Heavenly Emperors, and there are no cowards among them.

Amidst the ruins, the gods who had already fallen were enraged upon hearing Xiang Yuan's provocative taunts. They rose to their feet, their divine light blazing, and charged forward with overwhelming force.

It's only a few hundred yuan a month, why risk your life like that!
Xiang Yuan was quite annoyed that he hadn't managed to show off. With a wave of his hand, he retrieved the magic weapon 'True Martial Black Carving Banner', unfurled it in mid-air, and black light blotted out the sky, its power overwhelming the heavens and the surrounding wilderness, enveloping the divine light in the sky with an irresistible and magnificent force.

With a single pull and a shake, all the immortals and gods in the sky were covered in dust and dirt.

A magnificent meteor shower fell from the heavens to earth.

"Who else?"

Now no one stepped forward.

clap clap clap!
In the only pure land of the Lingxiao Palace, the Nine-Fingered Heavenly Emperor, not a speck of dust on his body, clapped his hands as if watching a show and praised, "Not bad, continue."

As he finished speaking, divine light shone, and four deities descended from the heights of the Thirty-Sixth Heaven, arriving at the Lingxiao Palace.

Emperor Gouchen Shanggong.

The Great Emperor of Longevity in Antarctica.

The Great Emperor Ziwei of the North Pole in the sky.

The Great Emperor Qinghua of Dongji.

The Gouchen Shanggong Heavenly Emperor was actually the Golden Armored Demon God, a spoil of war in the interdimensional war. The Nine-Fingered Heavenly Emperor was quite pleased with this, and after acquiring the Heavenly Demon Realm, he also created the identity of a three-legged golden crow for himself. The remaining four supreme gods at the level of the Six Emperors were also avatars of the Nine-Fingered Heavenly Emperor. He was not comfortable bestowing such divine positions upon anyone, and having centralized power in his hands, he had no intention of distributing them to anyone in the future.

What? The Great Emperor of the Eastern Pole and Xiang Yuan are destined to be together?
Nonsense!

The Nine-Fingered Heavenly Emperor scoffed at this and expressed strong condemnation.

If we're meant to be, then I'll give it to you?

What a joke! Xiang Yuan is still destined to be with the chair he's sitting on. Does that mean he should give it to him too?
Four supreme gods, second only to one, appeared, their surging divine power surging and blazing like a dazzling galaxy. Huge waves crashed against the sky, creating countless towering billows that covered the heavens and filled the four corners of the earth.

Its boundless power caused the heavens and earth to lose their color, transcending the barriers between the celestial and mortal realms, and even affecting the underworld.

Wherever living beings look up at the sky, they can see four illusory shadows that blot out the sun.

Another illusory figure of an emperor stood against the dark curtain that blotted out the sky, holding a giant sword. His power was even greater than that of the four supreme beings combined.

The thirty-six heavens trembled.

The sea of ​​clouds surged and undulated, with celestial palaces rising and falling dramatically in the vast ocean. The sheer scale of the scene was so terrifying that even Laozi, the Supreme Lord of Morality incarnate, had to temporarily retreat, close his doors, and tremble in fear inside the Tushita Palace.

As if he had thought of something, he opened the door again and hurriedly had two boys hiding behind him lead the ox inside.

So, an old man, two boys, and an ox huddled together in front of the Bagua furnace, trembling with fear.

Hearing the loud crackling and the mooing of the cows, the two boys were so frightened that they burrowed into the old man's arms. The old man, who was quite old, was so frightened that his heart trembled and his hands grew even colder. He reached out and warmed his hands by the fire.

Such a great commotion could be seen by all beings in the three realms.

Ji Muqing, who was far away in the Purple Bamboo Forest of the South China Sea, and a group of young ladies from the Pure Moon Zen Heart Academy who had ascended to the Upper Realm, were all dumbfounded by this scene.

If I'm not mistaken, Master and Uncle-Master... have rebelled against Heaven?
I won't talk about my master, but whatever my uncle says goes. What's wrong with my uncle? He's such a gentle and mild-mannered person, what reason would he have to rebel?

Yes, it must be the Heavenly Emperor framing him, unable to tolerate a meritorious official!

There's no need to help them. They know their own limitations. Any one of them from Meteor Shower, except for Ji Muqing, couldn't beat them even if they were all tied together.

They didn't give their master, uncles, or robbers a chance to negotiate.

Another example is the Xuanwu Tongchu Mansion in the Southern Continent.

Within the Small Cave Heaven, the Thirty-Six Palaces of the Golden Palace, belonging to the True Martial Emperor, were thrown into complete chaos.

The two secretaries, one in black and one in white stockings, looked up at the sky, their mouths agape in an "O" shape. Guan Yan was so shocked that she was in a daze, while Bai Ze's eyes were empty and he was muttering to himself.

"The boss has really rebelled..."

"I was just saying it casually at the time. Could it be that the boss actually thinks Bai Ze is good for avoiding bad luck and that's why he thinks it's worth doing?"

Bai Ze shuddered. At the time, she was blindly admiring her boss's dashing appearance and was a little clingy—no, a little confused—that's why she inexplicably advised him to consider taking another step forward in his career.

After it dried, she no longer had such audacious thoughts.

To everyone's surprise, the boss took it seriously and actually planned to promote him further in his career.

Good heavens, you can't move this!

It wasn't a question of whether they could win or not. In the mind of the loyal and admiring female secretary, if her boss dared to take action, he must be 100% confident. What worried her was that if the secretary of the True Martial Emperor was this busy, how busy must the secretary of the Heavenly Emperor be?

Bai Ze trembled at the mere thought of it. In his fright, he hurriedly wrote a decree, stamped it with the seal of the True Martial Emperor, and even pretended to sign it in Xiang Yuan's handwriting, ordering the ten divine generals to remain still.

Don't panic. No one is allowed to leave the Thirty-Six Palaces. The Heavenly Court is conducting a drill!
Yes, the Emperor, dressed entirely in black, made a cameo appearance as a rebel.

That's the only way to make it up.

Otherwise, they'd all rush in as cannon fodder, only to be lost before even getting close to the battlefield.

Bai Ze vividly remembered Xiang Yuan's experience of taking on the entire Demon-Slaying Emperor and thirty-six divine generals on the other side. He knew very well that as underlings, they couldn't even hold back on higher-level battlefields.

……

The scene returns to the celestial realm.

The Thirty-Six Heavens trembled violently amidst the fierce clash of divine power. The Great Emperor of the North Pole of the Central Heaven, Ziwei, raised his sleeves and with a gentle gesture, a long river of stars spanning the heavens and earth appeared from the void.

He is the lord of all stars, ruling over all the planets.

Among the four Heavenly Emperor avatars, his aura was the strongest, and he put the most pressure on Xiang Yuan.

Its figure stands firm and unmoving, like the embodiment of the will of Heaven. Simply standing quietly between heaven and earth, it can suppress all the conflicts in the three realms.

It is too powerful, comparable to the Nine-Fingered Heavenly Emperor.

The Nine-Finger Heavenly Emperor watched as Xiang Yuan confronted the four supreme-level Nascent Soul cultivators. He then flicked his fingers in mid-air, erasing Xiang Yuan's True Martial Emperor divine position from the origin of the Heavenly Dao.

Regardless, he is the Heavenly Emperor, and he still has this much authority.

The black emperor's phantom faded away, and Xiang Yuan's aura plummeted, experiencing dramatic ups and downs before finally hitting rock bottom.

He raised an eyebrow, clenched his fists, and a surge of power rose up from him.

"It doesn't matter..."

"I'll still throw punches!"

(End of this chapter)