Two Realms High Martial Arts: Gathering the Heavens to Become a Great Luo Immortal

Chapter 356 The Goddess of Fairness is Unfair

A dragon roared all night, stirring up crimson waves.

The following afternoon, Li Xijun finally got up feeling refreshed.

He sent Su Youli, whose features now held a touch of elegance and languor, to the Imperial Study to continue reviewing memorials and handling state affairs as usual, before leisurely ascending to the highest point of the Forbidden City.

He casually brought a cup of tea, found a spot under the eaves to sit down, and sat down with a relaxed posture, as if he were just an ordinary tourist looking out from a high place.

The afternoon sun shone brightly, casting its light on the layers of golden glazed tiles, refracting a dazzling glow and adorning the entire imperial city like a celestial palace from mythology.

Li Xijun took a sip of the slightly hot tea, his gaze seemingly casually drifting towards the distant horizon.

The divine sense, however, spread naturally in all directions like an invisible tide, silently covering thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, subtly sensing the flow of energy throughout the world.

"really----"

He understood that the old emperor's words were true. In the direction of the Western Continent, those seven divine sources, which were originally dormant and like sleeping behemoths, were now like volcanoes about to erupt, containing unimaginable and boundless energy. They could break through the final shackles at any moment, fully awaken, and return to the world.

That restless, yet restrained divine power, even across endless mountains and rivers, still made his True Monarch, at the second level of the Thunder Tribulation, feel a clear sense of oppression.

At the same time, the analysis of the truth of this world by the remnant soul of the god-king Orog in the Pantheon resurfaced in his mind: "Potion system — ancient restoration ritual — aggregation of source matter —"

A strong premonition began to grow in his heart and became clearer and clearer.

This resurrection of the Seven Gods is not simply a matter of restoring divine power or fighting for faith.

Behind it all, there seems to be an invisible hand pushing things forward, a kind of "divine will" that transcends the seven gods themselves.

"He" longs for the source to be reborn, to find a suitable "container" to contain it, and to complete the "aggregation" ritual that has spanned a long period of time.

"This is really urgent—"

Li Xijun stroked the warm teacup, a hint of doubt flashing in his eyes. "Did it sense the existence of me, this variable, or—is there something more urgent driving it from behind?"

As soon as the thought crossed his mind, he couldn't help but look up at the clear blue, seemingly boundless sky.

At the same time, the moment when I first traveled to this planet involuntarily flashed into my mind.

At that time, his Qi and Blood level was only 5.0, like an ant looking up at the sky.

In that fleeting glimpse, what he saw was not a vibrant, vast universe, but a desolate, cold, dark vacuum.

Only this planet beneath our feet radiates an alluring glow of life, as if it were the center of the entire world.

Beyond this planet, there are several terrifying beings scattered and entrenched, emanating corruption, madness, and the power to destroy stars.

These beings are like greedy criminals eyeing precious treasures hidden behind transparent protective glass, casting longing and malicious glances through some invisible "barrier."

At that time, we were weak and only felt terrified.

Looking back now, and considering the truth of this world, that feeling of unease has become even clearer and stronger.

"Those fallen beings beyond the stars—you so desperately yearn to enter, yearn to unite" —

Is this, in itself, a manifestation of His will?

Is it "He" who is drawing you in, or are you already part of His "revival plan," and are you merely external pressures urging "union" to accelerate?

Li Xijun gazed at the sky, asking himself a question that no one could answer.

The universe was silent, and the sky remained azure, as if the endless darkness and terrifying gaze had never existed.

Li Xijun shook his head and drank the remaining, now-cold tea in his cup in one gulp.

No matter how complex and bizarre the truth behind the scenes may be, no matter how far-reaching "His" plans may be, the most pressing and direct challenge right now is still the Seven Gods, who will be fully awakened tomorrow and have already clearly expressed their hostility.

"When soldiers come, generals will block them; when water comes, earth will dam it."

He stood up, his sleeves fluttering in the wind, his gaze once again becoming firm and sharp.

"Tomorrow, let me see just how capable those so-called Seven Gods are. Let me also see what your 'Heavenly Will' that's so eager to unite can do to me!"

With a flash, he disappeared from the top of the Forbidden City, leaving only an empty teacup, still faintly warm.

The next day, before dawn, the entire capital city had already awakened.

Moreover, this applies to the entire Dasheng Kingdom, from the frigid border towns of the northern frontier to the misty, rain-drenched water towns of the southern border, from the snowy western regions to the bustling ports of the East China Sea—

Throughout the entire territory of the Great Sheng Dynasty, wherever the laws of the court and the official gazette system covered, whether common people or martial artists and cultivators, everyone stopped what they were doing, felt a sense of urgency, and looked up at the sky.

An indescribable sense of solemnity and reverence permeated the world, accompanied by the first rays of dawn piercing the darkness.

At this very moment, in the Forbidden City, Beijing.

The majestic palace walls outlined a deep and dignified silhouette in the morning light.

Starting from Chengtian Gate, passing through Duan Gate and Wu Gate, all the way to the main hall square, the wide imperial road was already lined with densely packed imperial guards in bright armor, holding ceremonial weapons.

They stood motionless like statues nailed to the ground, with only their helmet plumes and banners swaying gently in the breeze, their chilling aura reaching the heavens.

Civil and military officials, dressed in their most solemn court attire, stood in solemn rows in the square in front of the Hall of Supreme Harmony, according to their rank and title.

The civil officials were on the east side, and the military officials on the west side. There was complete silence, and the atmosphere was extremely solemn and respectful.

Everyone's face was filled with excitement, awe, and an undisguised anticipation.

At the front of the procession of officials, there was a group of figures with an exceptionally imposing presence.

Dugu Bo, Yue Bufan, Ao Jinshan, and other martial arts masters and grandmasters from the National Martial Arts Grandmasters Association all stood tall and proud, dressed in specially made formal attire, their eyes blazing.

At this moment, what they are waiting for is not only the ascension of the new emperor, but also the path of martial arts that Li Xijun promised!

Master Qingxu of Longhu Mountain, dressed in a purple-gold Taoist robe and holding a whisk, had his dignified and otherworldly face slightly flushed with excitement.

He gazed at the supreme palace, his heart surging with emotion. His initial investment had indeed been the most correct move of his life. With the merit of supporting the emperor, the revival of the Daoist tradition was within reach.

The abbot of the Buddhist Dajue Temple, a Thunder Tribulation True Lord who cultivates the "Dragon Elephant Bodhisattva Demon-Slaying View" and whose body is surrounded by faint dragon and elephant phantoms, also represented Buddhism and attended the event in person, his aged face showing a touch of emotion.

Li Boyan and Wen Zhiyin, as the most core advisors to the new emperor and Confucian scholars, stood at the forefront of all officials.

Moon Chi-in tried his best to maintain the dignity of a prime minister, but he could not hide his excitement.

Li Boyan also had mixed feelings. The young men and women he had taught in Tianjin had actually come to this point in just a few years.

"Thump—!"

"Thump—!"

"Thump—"

Nine deep, resonant chimes of the Jingyang Bell, seemingly capable of cleansing the soul, rang out from the highest point of the Forbidden City, their sound carrying for miles, announcing the arrival of the auspicious hour.

Immediately following, the solemn and majestic "Zhonghe Shaoyue" began to play, with various musical instruments such as chime bells, jade chimes, zithers, and sheng and xiao resonating together, creating a grand and magnificent sound, as if it were the sound of ancient sacrificial rituals, communicating with heaven and earth and comforting people's hearts.

Under the watchful eyes of millions, amidst the resounding music and chimes that echoed through the heavens and earth, two figures slowly stepped out and onto the white marble imperial path leading to the main hall.

At this moment, everyone present—from princes and ministers, martial arts masters, and spirit refiners to the common people gazing up at the light and shadows manifesting in the skies across the Eastern Continent through the power of imperial secrets and rituals—involuntarily held their breath.

Su Youli was dressed in an elaborate and gorgeous imperial robe. Although her petite figure made the wide robe appear even more solemn, it could not conceal the majestic dragon aura and imperial demeanor she exuded at this moment.

Li Xijun was not dressed in the attire of a prince or a subject, but rather in imperial robes, just like Su Youli.

Wearing a black robe and a yellow skirt, embroidered with twelve symbols including the sun, moon, stars, mountains, dragons, and pheasants, the outfit was extremely solemn, demonstrating a supreme status equal to that of the emperor.

At this moment, he wore a twelve-tassel crown, and the pearl and jade curtains swayed slightly, vaguely revealing a pair of eyes behind it that were as calm as an abyss, yet seemed to contain the stars of the heavens.

He walked with a composed gait, exuding an unparalleled majesty that commanded mountains and rivers and held sway over the universe. His body was surrounded by a faint purple aura, and the light of an imperial star was hidden within him.

The scene we see now is truly:

—Two emperors stand side by side, resonating with the true dragons!

Together, the two stepped onto the white marble steps carved with auspicious dragons and phoenixes, galloping mythical beasts, and swirling cloud patterns, one step at a time, toward the grand hall that symbolized the pinnacle of power over the world.

All the imperial guards, palace attendants, and palace servants along the way prostrated themselves on the ground, not daring to look directly at him.

Civil and military officials, as well as dignitaries from all walks of life, also paid their respects with great ceremony.

Under this ceremony, the two joined hands, stepped over the high threshold, and entered the magnificent hall, a symbol of supreme power.

Inside the hall, massive golden pillars with coiled dragons support the dome, and the throne sits high above, overlooking all living beings.

Under the watchful eyes of the world, Li Xijun and Su Youli ascended the nine-tiered platform together, and finally sat side by side on the unique and expansive nine-dragon gilded throne!

"Long live the Emperor! Long live the Emperor! Long live the Emperor!"

The thunderous shouts of worship echoed from inside and outside the main hall, like rolling thunder, resounding throughout the capital city, and through the power of the ritual, faintly reverberating in the hearts of all living beings in the Eastern Continent who looked up at the sky!

Hundreds of people knelt down and bowed to the light and shadow in the sky.

Countless martial artists who heard the news of the Grandmasters' Gathering were deeply moved, as if they could see a prosperous future for martial arts.

The cultivators who were refining their spirits sensed the immense human destiny and the true dragon's authority merging to form a vast torrent, and their hearts were filled with awe.

However, it was precisely at this moment, when the entire Great Sheng Dynasty was jubilant and its fortunes were at their peak, that "Buzz!!!"

In the distant western continent, seven distinct yet equally powerful pillars of light, piercing the heavens and earth and radiating boundless divine might, suddenly shot into the sky!

Light, darkness, war, storm, justice —

Seven powerful divine laws surged forth like a tsunami, and even though they were separated by endless mountains and rivers, all the powerful figures in the Eastern Continent sensed it and their expressions changed drastically.

One of the beams of light was the first to completely condense, piercing through the heavens and earth.

Within this pillar of light, a colossal golden scale phantom could be vaguely seen, radiating an almost law-like concept of "absolute fairness" and "equivalent exchange."

At the same time, the goddess who was the first to awaken from her slumber opened her eyes, as if looking down on the human world from the sky.

A majestic, unemotionless voice, yet imbued with the judgment of all things and the measure of good and evil, pierced through spatial barriers, resounding clearly in the ears of all powerful beings watching the situation between East and West. Whether it was the civil and military officials before the Hall of Supreme Harmony, the Grandmasters and True Lords, or the powerful figures across the Eastern and Western continents who sensed its aura, all could clearly hear it: "People of the East, your overstepping of authority has severely tilted the scales of the world. This is the greatest injustice!"

Her voice was like the icy wind blowing down from the top of an iceberg, carrying a sacred feeling that could turn everything into a weight: "According to the ancient covenant and the law of balance, I will unleash divine punishment, strip you of your illegally acquired power, dismantle your arrogant dynasties, and in this way—restore fairness."

"This is the justice I have bestowed upon you!"