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The two engaged in a fierce exchange, speaking at length about matters that even bystanders found incomprehensible, delving into topics that had never been mentioned before, and conjuring thoughts that were almost unimaginable.
Thus, they arrived, seeking to eliminate us. Tiandong remained steadfast in its denial, perhaps one day the Heavenly Gate would no longer control the entire world, but we would never see that day.
The Red-Clad Scholar, with his courteous demeanor, concealed a boiling intent to kill. Who could have imagined that someone who appeared so weak could unleash a power capable of shaking the very bridges of heaven?
I vaguely understood that even the revered could die; the death of Zun Wei Guangming was the best proof of this. I could also guess that the Primordial Sovereign, Chen Taiyi, had already fallen. The entire heavenly realm awaited news—or rather, a signal—of the sect's destruction.
Gu Ping looked at Ren Shixing with a hint of joy. In truth, Gu Ping had never cared much for the Heavenly Gate's stance because he knew that once he ascended to the heavens, it would mark the beginning of war.
Before that, his goal was to prevent Coco from obstructing their passage through the three realms and to stop any revered being from seizing the world's Fortune and breaking free from heaven's constraints.
True Immortals were unable to enter the Eastern Realm; this was a decree from the mouth of the revered. Thus, the most they could send were True Immortals or Golden Immortals, or perhaps Great Luo.
I had guessed some things; Bu Luo had been destroyed by me. At least from Dong Lai's perspective, eliminating me could resolve many troubles, which was also a cause for his Eastern Realm.
It seemed that over the long years, we had been blinded by power. Once such immortals descended from their mountains in Dong Lai, Bu Luo's powerful figures would emerge as well. Just as my master said, one must cultivate their heart before they can wield greater power; I don't deny it—I was driven by power.
It appeared I had become Minghong; perhaps they would offer an explaination to Tiandong in exchange for relinquishing their ambitions at a cost.
As he spoke, Ren Shixing quietly took two steps back and then shouted towards the sky, causing all Twelve True Immortals to change color.
"Shishu," he called out. "You know I have arrived; do not hide. Does Tiandong have any demands that require my cautious attention?"
With a roar that echoed like thunder, a head as massive as a mountain emerged from the sky. Wherever one looked, they could see a corner of that colossal head.
Only when the crowd caught sight of the enormous body flashing through the clouds could they truly confirm the identity of this being, far larger than the Pure World Fox.
A Dragon.
Even more terrifying, atop the Divine Dragon's head stood a figure—an emperor, a ruler whose presence commanded respect across the lands: Ying Zheng of the Great Qin Ying Clan.
It seemed I had arrived just in time. The bright moon would reveal to you how the Great Qin Ying Clan managed to preserve even a flicker of hope for the Eastern Empire amidst chaos, and by what means they kept the Heavenly East Gate from taking drastic action. The moon would tell you that those Easterners were not mere mortals but rather lofty beings who claimed to be celestial.
As Emperor Ying Zheng's proclamation echoed through the air, a throne slowly materialized behind him—a throne symbolizing power and status, which had not been seen for countless ages. It reappeared before the world after the end of the Human Emperor Era.
Wasn't that supposed to be within the outer city of Tiandong City? How could it possibly appear before me now?
Suddenly, Pei Shigui, with an air of arrogance, emerged from nowhere and bowed to each person present, making it clear that Tiandong City had already become a mere name. The Battle of Tiandong City was nothing but a ploy by the Ninth Underworld to seize control over Tiandong City. It was all part of an elaborate performance involving Jing Shi, Infinite, and the Ninth Underworld, aimed at obtaining the Heavenly East Throne hidden within the palace.
How audacious to slander him at the Heavenly Gate! It seemed that the bright moon would surely bring about your demise.
With an Old Man present, none of us could be harmed; only those ignorant children would meet their end.
A flash of sword light descended as a middle-aged man with an imposing presence landed squarely at Chengfeng's peak. His piercing gaze cut through every immortal's face like a knife, stabbing into each person's heart.
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