While in Battle Through the Heavens, one can pre-appoint oneself as an emperor.

Chapter 412 The Heavenly Emperor?!

Qingyan stood quietly at the end of the flowing light, gently raising her hand to brush away the strands of hair that had fallen by her temples. A soft yet solid membrane of light, composed of pale blue spiritual energy, rippled around her, isolating her from the violent pressure of the mausoleum.

When she looked up, the gentle warmth in her eyes seemed to melt like the spring water of Jiangnan, but the moment she glanced at Lu Yuan and the Right Elder, that spring water froze, and a cold glint flashed in her eyes.

Upon hearing Chen Xiao's words, a faint smile appeared on her lips. Her voice was clear and cold, yet every word rang in everyone's ears: "Oh? I didn't know that the people of the Holy Demon Palace had such high standards."

As soon as she finished speaking, she raised her hand slightly, and a wisp of pale blue spiritual energy condensed at her fingertips. The spiritual energy seemed to be thin, but as soon as it appeared, the chaotic space around her suddenly froze, and even the whistling fragments of space seemed to be fixed in mid-air by an invisible force, without moving an inch.

The Right Elder's expression changed drastically. He subconsciously activated the black spiritual power around him to try to resist, but the light blue spiritual power floated over, and the spiritual power around him was like ice and snow meeting boiling water, instantly melting away. He was also thrown away by a huge force and crashed heavily into the floating mountain in the distance, causing the mountain to collapse and rocks to split!

He coughed up blood, and his breath instantly died down.

With just one move, this lower-level Earthly Sovereign lost the ability to fight again.

The difference between the Great Perfection and the Lower Earthly Sovereign is evident!

Seeing his subordinates instantly crumble, Lu Yuan's face darkened completely. His refined aura vanished, replaced by a chilling killing intent. Dense spiritual energy surged in his palms as he said in a deep voice, "Does Your Excellency truly intend to wage war against my Holy Demon Palace to the death?"

"A fight to the death?" Qing Yanjing sneered, her laughter as cold as shattered jade striking ice, carrying undisguised contempt, instantly piercing the heavy silence of the cemetery.

"Your Holy Demon Palace, you dare to challenge me?"

These few words, though brief, were powerful and carried the oppressive aura of a Great Perfection Earthly Sovereign, exploding like thunder in everyone's ears.

Lu Yuan's face turned ashen, unaware that Qing Yanjing was simply stating a fact calmly.

Not to mention the ancient Futu clan behind her, even Chen Xiao himself could completely ignore the Holy Demon Palace.

"Outrageous!" Lu Yuan roared angrily, his face contorted. He slammed his palm into the void behind him, and the pitch-black spiritual energy spread out like ink, tearing open a spatial passage about ten feet wide.

Black winds howled through the passage, and two figures exuding a chilling aura stepped out of the air; they were the other two Earthly Sovereign powerhouses from the Holy Demon Palace.

However, it's only a lower-ranking position.

"Palace Master!" The two bowed after landing. Their gazes swept over the heavily injured Right Elder in the distance and the imposing Qing Yanjing in the arena. They instantly understood the situation. Their black spiritual power surged suddenly, forming a three-way standoff with Lu Yuan, subtly surrounding Qing Yanjing.

The combined might of the three Earthly Sovereigns was enough to suffocate ordinary Sovereigns, and even the chaotic space in the Heavenly Emperor's Mausoleum was stirred up, with spiritual energy weaving into a net that crushed towards Qing Yanjing.

The forces from all sides around instinctively retreated, their eyes filled with various expressions.

The appearance of three Earthly Sovereigns was a scene extremely rare, even in the ancient Heavenly Palace.

Lu Yuan looked at Qing Yanjing, a ferocious smile on his face: "Even if you are a Great Perfection Earthly Sovereign, you should pay the price for insulting my Holy Demon Palace!"

As he spoke, Lu Yuan also kept an eye on Mandala and Bodhi on the other side. Seeing that the two of them were watching the show with a relaxed attitude and seemed to have no intention of joining forces, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Otherwise, he would have no choice but to use his last trump card immediately!

Opposite her, Qing Yanjing remained calm, her plain dress unmoved by the violent spiritual energy pressure, a pale blue light membrane constantly surrounding her, and she didn't even furrow her brow.

She glanced at Lu Yuan and the two lower-level Earth Sovereigns, her voice still cold and calm, yet carrying an undeniable pressure: "All the Earth Sovereigns of the Holy Demon Palace have arrived, very good. Come at me all at once, don't waste time."

This dismissive attitude thoroughly enraged the three Earthly Sovereigns of the Holy Demon Palace.

One of the elders was the first to attack, conjuring a jet-black demonic blade in his palm. With the force to tear apart heaven and earth, it slashed straight at Qing Yanjing's face. Where the demonic blade passed, space cracked open with a long gash, emitting a pungent corrosive odor.

Another elder formed hand seals, and countless dark spiritual energies transformed into ferocious demonic claws, grabbing from all directions and blocking all of Qing Yanjing's escape routes.

Lu Yuan suddenly took a step forward.

boom!

A vast and boundless spiritual power swept out like a storm, and then he threw a punch directly at Qing Yanjing.

This punch unleashed a terrifying concentration of spiritual energy, transforming into a star that shattered space and hurtled towards Qing Yanjing with lightning speed.

If a lower-level Earthly Sovereign had encountered Lu Heng's punch, they would probably have been severely injured. However, Qing Yanjing merely raised her eyes, then extended her delicate hand and flicked her jade finger lightly.

boom!

The enormous star shot backward, hurtling towards Lu Yuan with even greater force!

"Break for me!" Lu Yuan's face flushed red, veins bulged on his arms, and vast spiritual power gathered in front of him, solidifying into a mountain range tens of thousands of feet long. He used it as a whip to fiercely lash at the oncoming star.

boom!

A deafening roar echoed throughout the universe, and countless rocks rained down from the sky like shooting stars.

Good news! He did his best and actually managed to block the incoming star.

Bad news, but the immense force still forced him to stagger backward, and a metallic taste rose in his throat!

On the other side, the demonic blades and claws of the two elders were already in front of Qing Yanjing.

However, in the face of their attack, Qing Yanjing simply raised her hand and waved it. Her boundless spiritual power transformed into two dazzling torrents, which annihilated the two men's attacks with overwhelming force. The residual power had not yet dissipated and directly engulfed the two men in it.

"Pfft—!" "Pfft!"

Two muffled sounds of vomiting blood rang out almost simultaneously. The two elders of the Holy Demon Palace felt as if their meridians were being pierced by thousands of steel needles. The spiritual power they used to resist dissipated instantly under the impact of the dazzling torrent. They had no chance to resist and were sent flying backward like kites with broken strings.

Their figures traced two dark trails in the air before crashing heavily into a distant, floating mountain, causing rocks to shatter and dust to billow.

As the rubble tumbled down, blood slowly flowed along the edge of the horrifying cave, but the two elders were nowhere to be seen; only two extremely weak auras could be felt within the cave.

Clearly, these two have suffered fatal injuries!

"hiss""

Upon witnessing this scene, everyone in the Heavenly Emperor's Mausoleum gasped in unison.

They all knew that the higher the realm, the greater the gap between each minor realm. However, they never expected that even when a high-level Earthly Sovereign and two lower-level Earthly Sovereigns joined forces, they would still be so vulnerable in front of this Earthly Sovereign at the Great Perfection!

The gap in strength has become so deep!

"Xiao Chen, is this senior your elder?" In the crowd, one of Chen Xiao's companions stared in disbelief and couldn't help but ask in a low voice.

Chen Xiao's face also showed a genuine shock. Although he already knew Qing Yanjing's strength, this was the first time he had witnessed her display it in this way.

Moreover, he knew that Aunt Jing's true trump card was her unparalleled mastery of spirit arrays!

Yet, even without using any spirit array, she was already invincible against the combined forces of three Earthly Sovereigns.

Hearing his companion's question, Chen Xiao nodded subconsciously, a murmur escaping his throat, his tone carrying a hint of dazedness that even he himself didn't realize: "I guess so—from now on, I'll probably have to call her Mother."

"???"

Upon hearing this, the group of young people all looked bewildered, exchanging confused glances.

However, they did understand one thing: Chen Xiao and this formidable senior were indeed very close.

Not far away, Bodhi heard Chen Xiao's words and couldn't help but chuckle. He waved to him, and Mandala beside him looked at him eagerly.

Chen Xiao's heart stirred, and he immediately stepped forward. With a light flick of his wrist, endless dark light suddenly burst forth from his sleeve. The light gathered and intertwined, and in an instant, an ancient divine flower with a dark shape and bewitching petals condensed in front of him!

The sudden appearance of this divine flower instantly attracted the attention of everyone in the Heavenly Emperor's Mausoleum. Astonished gazes converged on it, and even Qing Yanjing, who was beating up Lu Yuan high in the sky, turned his gaze towards it.

Despite the shock and attention from the crowd, Mandala remained completely oblivious.

She stared intently at the ancient datura flower before her, her usually aloof face now revealing an undisguised excitement, and even a glimmer of light appeared in her eyes.

She stretched out her slender fingers and carefully stroked the petals. Where her fingertips touched, the flower did not resist at all; instead, the dark light patterns flowing around it became clearer and more intense, as if life that had been dormant for thousands of years was slowly reviving.

Mandala slowly turned her head, letting the light fall on Chen Xiao, and said in an extremely solemn tone: "Thank you. If there is anything I, Mandala, can do to help in the future, please just ask. I know you may not need it, but this is my heartfelt wish and my promise."

She was small in stature and looked young, but the years she had lived had far exceeded everyone's imagination. She was now a true Supreme Being of the Upper Realm, and her strength would surely rise to a higher level after merging with her original body.

Chen Xiao had seen Mandala many times in the Great Luo Heaven, but he had never seen her so solemn. He was momentarily at a loss and quickly waved his hand, saying, "No need, no need. You are a member of Uncle Bodhi's clan. We are all family. It's too formal to say such things."

Upon hearing this, Mandala smiled faintly, her eyes still serious but now showing a hint of relief.

Without saying another word, she walked straight toward the alluring ancient datura flower.

The divine flower seemed to possess sentience; the moment she approached, its layers of petals slowly unfolded, obediently making way for her to reach the flower's heart.

Mandala continued her journey without stopping, stepping straight into the heart of the flower.

In an instant, endless ethereal light burst forth from the flower, sweeping across the surroundings like a tidal wave, enveloping her figure layer by layer.

All the onlookers saw her figure gradually become ethereal and transparent in the dim light, eventually merging completely into the deep halo, becoming indistinguishable from the ancient datura flower.

"Buzz—!"

The moment the two completely merged, a colossal pillar of dark light, hundreds of thousands of feet high, shot into the sky, piercing straight into the clouds!

The violent spiritual energy raged like a tsunami, sweeping across the entire Heavenly Emperor's Mausoleum. An indescribable, overwhelming sense of oppression emanated from the pillar of light, causing the heavens and earth to change color.

In the void, faint chanting seemed to rise, ethereal and far-reaching, forming a strange resonance with the violent spiritual power in the dim light.

The ancient datura flower frantically unfurled its petals in the dim light, each opening and closing like an ancient and sacred dance. As the petals danced, the heavens and earth seemed to tremble slightly, and the chaotic fragments of space were shaken by this force, making them rustle.

Inside the cemetery, all the top experts' expressions changed drastically, their eyes filled with disbelief and shock.

They stared intently at the giant pillar of eerie light, feeling the terrifying pressure emanating from it, their hearts filled with turmoil.

The intensity of this spiritual energy—

It has far surpassed the limits of the Supreme Being!

That is, the same level as Qing Yanjing, the Great Perfection of Earthly Sovereign!

Chen Xiao subconsciously turned to look at Bodhi beside him, his eyes full of suspicion.

He clearly remembered that not long ago Bodhi had said that it would take some time for the mandala to merge with the body. He originally thought it would take at least half a day or even longer, but he did not expect that this so-called "some time" would really be just a moment!

Bodhi sensed his radiance, smiled faintly, and said with a hint of understanding, "The essence of Mandala is originally the same as her soul. It was only because they were forced to separate when they encountered a great calamity back then that they are reunited and their fusion is a natural outcome."

Before the words were finished, the giant pillar of eerie light gradually receded and re-condensed on the ancient mandala flower.

The next moment, the petals slowly closed and then suddenly bloomed again, and a slender figure slowly walked out from the center of the flower, it was Mandala.

At this moment, she was surrounded by a faint, ethereal light, her aura was several times stronger than before, and her eyes were even more profound and sharp, yet they also carried a gentle warmth that blended with heaven and earth.

After the mandala flower emerged from its center, it rapidly shrank, eventually transforming into a black flower that appeared in her hand.

Mandala opened her small mouth and swallowed the obviously extraordinary black flower directly into her mouth. Then she looked up at the sky and met Qing Yanjing's gaze.

"Congratulations." Qing Yanjing nodded slightly in greeting.

She had been in the Great Luo Heaven for almost half a year and was quite familiar with Mandala. Seeing that Mandala was able to find her original form, she was naturally happy for her.

Mandala nodded in response, her gaze involuntarily drifting to Lu Yuan, who looked utterly disheveled, atop a distant mountain.

This person, being the Heavenly Emperor's mount, deserted during the great battle, which greatly disgusted Mandala, who was extremely close to the Heavenly Emperor. Although she knew very well that Lu Yuan was doomed to die this time, Qing Yanjing's beating of him beforehand was just to make Lu Yuan's death not too easy.

But now that he had just broken through, Mandala couldn't suppress his killing intent.

However, no one expected that this casual glance would plunge Lu Yuan's tense heart into utter despair.

If the two Earthly Sovereigns at the Great Perfection were to truly attack him, he probably wouldn't even have time to reveal his trump cards.

Upon realizing this, Lu Yuan dared not hesitate any longer. He slammed his palm down on the mountain beneath his feet, blasting the entire mountaintop into dust.

Thus, the interior of the mountain was clearly revealed at this moment.

To everyone's surprise, there was a wide plaza inside the mountain.

At this moment, the entire square was revealed, and a figure could be clearly seen standing on it.

The figure stood there quietly, yet an indescribable aura of power emanated from it.

Even Mandala, who had just broken through to the Great Perfection of Earthly Sovereign, and Qing Yanjing, who was only one step away from Heavenly Sovereign, appeared quite insignificant under this aura.

Especially the former, her gaze was fixed on that figure, and disbelief appeared on her small face.

"That's—the Heavenly Emperor?!"

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