My beloved disciple Yun Yun was forced to marry? I am the Return of the Killing God!

The once magnificent Strange Fire Plaza is now nothing but ruins submerged in dark red lava.

On a relatively intact stone platform at the edge of the square, Zhu Kun sat cross-legged.

Compared to his condition a month ago, he has now greatly improved and recovered to about 50-60%.

He closed his eyes tightly, a faint purple-gold aura surrounding him, as he absorbed the remaining sparse energy in the space to heal his injuries…

"Buzz!"

An indescribable tremor, without warning, pierced through the heavy stone statue, striking his soul like an invisible hammer.

Zhu Kun suddenly opened his eyes, his pupils filled with indescribable horror and fear.

"One...one month? What...what's going on?"

Zhu Kun let out a low growl, his voice filled with extreme shock.

However, that vast aura was emanating clearly from inside the stone statue, getting closer and closer!
"Crack!"

On the chest area of ​​the statue, the solid stone wall pushed open from the inside, and a stable and mysterious spatial fluctuation appeared out of thin air.

Under Zhu Kun's watchful gaze, two figures stepped out of the passage.

An indescribable aura, like an invisible sky, heavily enveloped the entire ancient emperor's cave.

That aura was not a deliberately released pressure, but a manifestation of the laws of heaven and earth.

Zhu Kun's body stiffened imperceptibly for a moment, and his cross-legged posture unconsciously tightened even more.

He stared intently at Yunyi, a surge of indescribable bitterness and resentment welling up inside him.

Reality is cold and cruel; the person before me is already an emperor!

He is the only Dou Di to reappear in the ten thousand years of Dou Qi Continent! He is a true existence standing at the very top!

Time seemed to freeze for a few breaths. Zhu Kun's facial muscles twitched slightly. Finally, he supported his weak body and slowly stood up.

Then, a hoarse, deep, yet incredibly clear voice rang out in the empty, deathly silent square.

"Zhu Kun... greets Emperor Yun!"

His head was bowed, and at this moment, he was willing to submit to the emperor before him.

Yunyi's gaze fell on Zhukun, calm and undisturbed, yet it seemed to see through all the struggles and ultimate surrender in the depths of his soul.

"Don't put too much pressure on yourself. Under such circumstances, who can remain absolutely clear-headed?"

Yunyi smiled faintly; he knew the worries in Zhukun's heart.

In that situation, anyone with the ability would probably take a gamble and try to get their hands on the resources inside.

Moreover, Zhu Kun has been left on this land for ten thousand years by the ancient emperor Tuoshe, and his desire to become an emperor is probably stronger than that of anyone else on the current continent.

Upon hearing this, Zhu Kun's body trembled again, his head drooping even lower, and he said in a hoarse voice.

"Thank you, Emperor Yun!"

Yunyi said no more. He raised his hand and made a light stroke in the air.

"Hey!"

A pitch-black spatial rift appeared silently in front of the two of them.

Yunyi stepped into the crevice first, followed closely by Feng Qingwan, leaving Zhukun looking shocked.

.........

The back mountain of Yunlan Sect, the Cloud Realm.

At this moment, this tranquil little world was shrouded in a solemn atmosphere.

A thick, unadorned, enormous light curtain completely covered the core area of ​​the cloud realm.

The strongest defensive formation in the Cloud Realm has been activated to its limit, with the light screen flowing endlessly and emitting powerful fluctuations that are enough to withstand attacks from ordinary Dou Sheng.

Inside the light screen, all the core disciples and elders of the Yunlan Sect, as well as important figures from the royal family of the Jiama Empire and the Mittel family, who were affiliated with the Yunlan Sect, were gathered here. Everyone's face showed undisguised panic and fear, and a tense atmosphere permeated the air.

The reason is simple: just two days ago, a vast pressure that could freeze even the soul swept across the entire Dou Qi Continent without warning.

That oppressive aura was supreme, as if the ruler of heaven and earth had descended.

Although the Cloud Realm was spatially isolated, the tremors and fears originating from the depths of the soul were still clearly transmitted to everyone.

"Is a Dou Di... truly a Dou Di has been born?"

Dressed in plain robes, Yunshan stood solemnly at the center of the formation, controlling the defensive array and whispering in a strained voice.

As Yunyi's senior brother, and having recently advanced to the Dou Sheng realm, he could clearly feel the terrifying pressure emanating from that aura, far beyond what a Dou Sheng could achieve.

"Master...he..."

Yunyun stood beside Yunshan, dressed in a simple white dress. Her beauty was still breathtaking, but her eyes were filled with worry and fear.

He dared not think about whether it was related to his master? Had his master... met with misfortune?

Or... was that oppressive aura from her master? This thought was too terrifying for her to even contemplate.

Nalan Yanran stood a little further back, her aura calm and composed. Although she had advanced to the level of a half-saint, she still felt as insignificant as dust in the face of this power of heaven and earth.

Just as everyone was tense and suspicious, the spatial barrier of the Cloud Realm Defense Array silently rippled out in circles of gentle spatial waves.

Two figures seemed to materialize from nothingness, slowly emerging and standing in mid-air.

The leader, dressed in a blue robe, still had the same face; it was none other than Yun Yi!
However, at this moment, his aura had returned to its original simplicity, as deep as an abyss, and his calm gaze swept over the crowd below who were on high alert.

Beside him stood Feng Qingwan, graceful and poised, her aura equally calm and profound, her eyes filled with concern as she looked down at the astonished and uncertain crowd within the light screen below.

"Master...Master?!"

Yun Yun was the first to see that face so familiar it touched her very soul. Her beautiful eyes widened instantly, and an unbelievable joy overwhelmed all her fear and worry, causing tears to flow uncontrollably.

"Junior brother?"

Yunshan stared intently at the figure in the air, his eyes filled with extreme shock and bewilderment.

That aura… his junior brother has become a Dou Di?!
"Grandmaster! It's Grandmaster!"

Nalan Yanran recognized her too, and she trembled with excitement, letting out a gasp of surprise.

Yunshan took a deep breath, then bowed deeply, his voice filled with uncontrollable excitement and utmost respect, resounding through the sky.

"Yunshan welcomes Emperor Yun!"

Yun Yun and Nalan Yanran followed suit, bowing respectfully as they spoke.

"Welcome, Emperor Yun!"

"Welcome, Emperor Yun..."

Inside the mountain gate, after a brief silence, all the Yunlan Sect disciples knelt down in unison, like a surging tide.

The roaring sound, like a mountain collapsing and a tsunami crashing together, filled the sky with absolute submission and supreme glory!

Yunyi's gaze swept over the kneeling crowd below, finally pausing slightly on Yunyun, Yunshan, and Nalan Yanran.

Then, he slightly raised his hand, and a gentle force arose out of thin air, lifting up everyone in the entire Yunlan Sect.

"This place is the ancestral home of this emperor; there is no need for such a grand ceremony."

Yunyi's voice was gentle and clear, reaching everyone's ears.

As soon as he finished speaking, he took a step forward and disappeared from the spot. The next moment, he appeared in the sky above the highest main hall of the Yunlan Sect.

"The Yunlan Sect is too small-minded and is no longer worthy of being an Emperor's Daoist temple. From this day forward, it shall be established as the Yun Emperor Palace!"

(End of this chapter)