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

Chapter 418 Dou Qi Continent

Dou Qi Continent.

Thanks to the framework and foundation that Chen Xiao had laid before leaving, the overall structure of the Dou Qi Continent did not experience much turbulence after the eight Dou Di broke through the void, and it maintained its former order.

Only in the smallest details were there some changes.

For example, the six empresses and four imperial daughters who were famous far and wide, as well as the top experts above the Dou Sheng level from various forces, have all gradually disappeared and rarely appear in front of the world.

This scene seemed to have brought the Dou Qi Continent back to the era when Dou Zun was the pinnacle.

However, everyone knew perfectly well that this was just an illusion.

Those Dou Sheng powerhouses and the core leaders of Zixiao Pavilion have not disappeared; they are simply cultivating in seclusion, devoting all their energy to that threshold that countless people dream of.

The Realm of Dou Di!

Zhongzhou, Qifeng Mountain.

On this day, a deep rumble suddenly resounded in the sky without any warning.

The roar did not come from any battle between powerful individuals, but rather as if the rules of heaven and earth were being gently manipulated, carrying an indescribable majesty and affinity, instantly spreading to every corner of the Dou Qi Continent.

At this moment, all the powerful figures who were in seclusion in the Purple Cloud Pavilion suddenly opened their eyes, their eyes surging with undisguised shock and ecstasy.

"This aura—"

"It's the Pavilion Master!"

"The Pavilion Master is back!"

Speechless gasps rose and fell. Deep within the Purple Cloud Pavilion, six beautiful figures broke through the closed-door restrictions and instantly appeared in mid-air.

The fighting spirit swirling around them was incredibly powerful; each of them was at the level of an eight-star Dou Sheng or higher!

Following closely behind, seven young girls gracefully arrived, exuding a lively aura that contrasted sharply with the composure of the six emperors and empresses.

However, the strength of the four women surpasses that of their mothers, a benefit brought by their bloodline that others cannot envy.

After more than ten figures soared through the air, the high-level experts of the Purple Cloud Pavilion, who had not appeared in the world for a long time, also broke out of their seclusion and rushed towards the sky. Everyone's face was filled with uncontrollable joy.

In just a few breaths, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that nearly 80% of the top combat power of the Dou Qi Continent had gathered in this high sky, and the sheer scale of the scene shook heaven and earth.

At that very moment, atop the heavens, the space within that dimensional passage suddenly twisted and churned, and a familiar figure slowly stepped out amidst the gazes of the crowd.

He was still wearing that familiar moon-white robe, his temperament was calm and otherworldly, and his eyes always carried a sense of tranquility. But the moment he appeared, the Dou Qi of the entire Dou Qi Continent seemed to be summoned, and it surged wildly and rapidly. With each breath he took, waves of surging energy were stirred up in every corner of the continent.

Before the energy tide that swept across the heavens and earth had subsided, several clear shouts rang out high in the sky.

"Dad!"

"elder brother!"

"teacher!"

Four figures, like swallows returning to their nest, rushed straight towards Chen Xiao. Seeing their joyful appearance, Chen Xiao couldn't help but smile.

"Hahaha--"

Chen Xiao laughed and raised his hand to pat each of their heads.

Immediately, Lingxi and Qingyue stood obediently, not caring that their hair was slightly messed up. Instead, they smiled with their eyes crinkling, their eyes full of affection, just like when he was still alive and they would always stick to his side and act coquettishly when they were alone together.

In contrast, Chen Yao and Chen Xi turned their heads away with a hint of disdain, grabbed his hand, and moved closer.

Chen Yao stood on tiptoe, her big eyes sparkling, completely ignoring her father's affection, and eagerly asked, "Dad, is the world fun?"

Chen Xi quickly chimed in, grabbing his other hand and shaking it anxiously, her voice full of urgency: "Dad, did you get beaten up when you went up there? Can we go up now?"

The two sisters had only curiosity and anticipation for the world in their eyes. They looked as if their father was just a traveler returning from afar with new stories to tell, and they didn't feel much longing for their long-awaited reunion.

Seeing their drafty appearance made Chen Xiao feel a pang of heartache, so he pulled his hand out and raised it as if to tap their foreheads.

"You two brats, is this all you care about now that I'm back? Don't you even respect me as your father?"

Chen Yao and Chen Xi quickly shrank back, their smiles sly: "Yes, yes, yes! But Dad, you definitely won't hold it against us! Besides, it's only been a few years."

Chen Xiao shook his head helplessly, his fingertips hovering over their foreheads but ultimately not falling.

After spending a moment with his four daughters, Chen Xiao's gaze slowly shifted to Jiu Xuan, Qing Huan, and Xing Yao. He smiled approvingly and nodded, "Not bad, not bad. In just a few years, little Jiu Xuan has already reached the late stage of the Eight-Star Dou Sheng realm, and Qing Huan and Xing Yao have also reached the Ninth Revolution stage. Their advancement to Dou Sheng is just around the corner."

Upon hearing Chen Xiao's praise, Jiu Xuan's eyes crinkled with laughter, and the two disciples also showed a hint of joy on their faces.

Chen Xiao's gaze shifted again, sweeping over the familiar faces before him: Hai Bodong, Venerable Tianhuo, Venerable Tiejian—

These people were all familiar to me; they were all veterans of the Purple Cloud Pavilion.

Finally, his gaze settled on the six women who stood quietly to the side with smiles on their faces.

Cao Ying, Cai Lin, Xiao Yi Xian, Xun Er, Qing Lin, and Zi Yan.

They were thoughtful and knew that Chen Xiao had just returned and couldn't attend to so many people at once, so they didn't compete with the children. They all stood silently to the side, not disturbing them, just watching the father and daughters being close, their eyes filled with tenderness and longing.

Even Zi Yan, who is usually lively and full of mischievous ideas, appeared elegant in front of others at this moment. Her brows and eyes revealed a rare sense of composure and self-control. Only when she looked at Chen Xiao did she hide a hint of innocence.

Looking at the six smiling faces, Chen Xiao felt a surge of warmth in his heart. Their gentleness was instantly infused into their calm and composed demeanor.

He walked forward slowly, his steps light, as if afraid of disturbing the warmth of the place. His gaze swept over their pretty faces, and his voice was soft.

"I'm back--"

These four simple words, however, seemed to carry immense warmth, instantly striking the softest spot in the hearts of the six women.

Cai Lin was the first to come to her senses. Her gaze swept over the densely packed disciples and elders of the Zixiao Pavilion below. Their blazing self-glow was filled with awe and respect. This was a time of great attention, not an occasion for romance.

"Let's talk about it downstairs."

Xun'er and the other girls also came to their senses and nodded in agreement. The tenderness in their eyes was quietly concealed and replaced with a composure appropriate for the occasion.

Upon hearing this, Chen Xiao's gentle smile remained in his eyes. He simply nodded and then raised his hand in a wave.

A gentle yet immensely powerful aura instantly spread out, enveloping everyone in the sky.

This aura carried everyone, their figures slowly descending towards the main hall of the Purple Cloud Pavilion below. The speed was not fast, but it exuded a calm and dignified air.

Just as they moved, a long-suppressed, earth-shaking shout finally erupted from the wide plaza below!

"Welcome, Pavilion Master!"

"Welcome back, Master!"

The elders of Zixiao Pavilion were the first to shout, their voices aged yet resounding, like thunder rolling across the sky.

Following closely behind were countless disciples, their voices converging to form an immense and unparalleled sound wave, layer upon layer, causing the battle qi between heaven and earth to surge violently, and even the mountains of Qifeng Mountain trembled slightly in this sound wave.