Chapter 298 Shi Yi Enters the Celestial Court, Zhu Zhuqing Returns to Douluo Continent!
The woman in gray lowered her head, her attitude extremely respectful.
Last time, outside the capital of the Stone Kingdom, she only sensed a faint aura of the Immortal Lord's descent from afar, and she already felt that he was unfathomable.
Now that the other party is face to face, the overwhelming sense of emptiness makes even her double pupils feel despair.
Shi Yi, supporting the woman with double pupils, suddenly raised his head, his eyes, identical to the woman's, fixed on Jiang Chen in mid-air.
"Immortal Lord..."
Shi Yi gritted his teeth; this was the second time he had faced this legendary being who had established the Primordial Celestial Court.
He knew, of course, that Shi Hao was in the Primordial Immortal Court, and that he had even become the disciple of the Immortal Lord before him.
Jiang Chen quickly shifted his gaze from the woman with double pupils and indifferently placed it on Shi Yi.
"Shi Yi".
Jiang Chen called him by name directly.
"Are you still resentful about this cause and effect?"
Shi Yi met Jiang Chen's gaze. Even though he felt an invisible pressure, his inherent arrogance prevented him from bowing his head.
"yes."
Shi Yi answered very decisively.
"I was born with double pupils, and I should have been invincible in the world."
"That supreme bone is merely icing on the cake."
"The cause and effect are settled. From now on, I will never borrow anything else!"
Jiang Chen looked at Shi Yi's defiant expression and a slight smile appeared on his lips.
"That's good ambition."
"But do you know what your proud double pupils are in the real myriad worlds?"
Jiang Chen took a step forward and landed on the altar.
"Foreign lands knock on the gates, the seas of the borders churn."
"In the future turmoil, even Immortal Kings will perish, and Quasi-Immortal Emperors will find it difficult to protect themselves."
"What you call double pupils is just a slightly more powerful talent."
Upon hearing this, Shi Yi wanted to refute it.
But faced with the supreme aura of Jiang Chen and the three Immortal Kings behind him, he realized that his proud double pupils and reconstructed physical body were indeed inferior to even a strong ant.
The woman in gray listened from the side and sighed inwardly.
She glanced at Shi Yi beside her, then at Liu Shen and the three Immortal Kings standing behind Jiang Chen.
She knew this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
If they miss this opportunity, these two people with double pupils will definitely be crushed into ashes in the great dark purge that will sweep across the heavens in the future.
Even Shi Yi will never be able to catch up with Shi Hao in this lifetime.
Without any hesitation, the woman in gray lifted her clothes and knelt down.
"This junior is willing to bring Shi Yi to join the Primordial Immortal Court."
The woman in gray slammed her head heavily against the stone slab.
"This junior dares not presume to bestow upon me unparalleled fortune by the Immortal Lord, but only asks that the Immortal Court grant Shi Yi an opportunity to pursue the Great Dao."
"So that he can see what the real summit looks like in this great world."
Shi Yi looked at the woman with double pupils kneeling in front of him, a hint of struggle flashing in his eyes.
His pride prevented him from bowing down to the person who had taken Shi Hao as his disciple.
Moreover, the other party had previously…
But he knew even more clearly that if he didn't back down today, he would forever lose the right to be on the same page as Shi Hao again.
The desire for power ultimately triumphed over that last shred of pride.
Shi Yi lifted his robe and knelt down heavily alongside the woman in gray.
"Shi Yi, I wish to enter the Primordial Immortal Court."
"Please, Immortal Master, take me in!"
"If I could glimpse the true supreme Dao, Shi Yi would be willing to slay all enemies for the Celestial Court!"
Jiang Chen looked at the two people kneeling in front of him, his face showing no emotion, as if he had only done a trivial thing.
"Since you have this intention."
Jiang Chen spoke calmly.
"Then let's follow."
After saying that, Jiang Chen turned around and prepared to step back into the void portal.
...
The expansion of the Primordial Celestial Court has stirred up a massive wave in the Perfect World.
But in another, distant part of the starry sky.
The situation in Douluo Continent has reached an extremely critical juncture.
The Star Luo Empire, Imperial Palace.
The main hall had already changed its appearance.
Dai Tianfeng's cultivation was stripped away, and he was tied to a pillar in the corner of the main hall like an old dog.
In the very center of the main hall, Zhu Ziqing sat upright on the dragon throne.
Beside him stood Netherworld Douluo, Earth-Splitting Douluo, and the Spirit Hall's Porcupine Douluo.
Outside the main hall, thousands of Zhu family elites and Spirit Hall Soul Masters defended the entire palace with impenetrable defenses.
Three full days have passed since Zhu Ziqing led troops to force the emperor to abdicate.
Today is the day, as stipulated by the rules of the Heavenly Curtain, for Douluo beings to return to the mainland to visit their families after surviving for a full year in the Perfect World.
Zhu Ziqing sat on the dragon throne, his eyes fixed on the sky in mid-air.
Not only him, but also the entire Douluo Continent, including Qian Daoliu of the Spirit Hall, Ning Fengzhi of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, and Di Tian of the Star Dou Great Forest.
Everyone was keeping track of the time.
"Master of the family."
The Netherworld Douluo glanced at the sky outside, walked to Zhu Ziqing's side, and lowered his voice to say:
"It's almost time."
Zhu Ziqing suddenly stood up.
He straightened his fine clothes, suppressing the elation and nervousness in his heart.
"Pass down the order!"
Zhu Ziqing's voice echoed in the main hall.
"Everyone, form ranks and leave the palace!"
"Follow me to welcome the Celestial Court's prodigy, and to welcome the return of the true dragon of my Zhu family!"
No sooner had the words left his mouth than a violent rumbling sound suddenly came from the sky above the palace.
That was a fluctuation different from the native laws of Douluo Continent.
Suddenly, an extremely dazzling golden beam of light descended from the enormous light curtain in the sky.
The beam of light pierced through the clouds above Xingluo City and landed precisely on the huge square in front of the imperial palace.
A rich spiritual energy, unique to higher dimensions, instantly spread out along the pillar of light.
Just by taking a whiff, the veteran Soul Masters in the square who had been stuck at their bottlenecks for many years actually felt signs of loosening in their Soul Power.
"It has arrived!"
Zhu Ziqing was so excited that he trembled all over and rushed out of the palace gate.
Within the golden pillar of light, a tall woman with a cold and beautiful face, dressed in a black fitted dress, slowly descended along the pillar of light.
Her feet did not touch the ground, but were suspended in mid-air, half a foot above the ground.
The woman did not have any spirit rings.
But the moment she appeared, an invisible pressure spread out automatically.
On the plaza, there were Soul Kings of various levels and Title Douluos of over ninety levels.
The moment they sensed this aura, both legs bent down uncontrollably.
"thump!"
"thump!"
Thousands of people knelt down in unison, too weak to even lift their heads.
That was an absolute crushing on a life level.
Zhu Zhuqing looked at the kneeling crowd below, her cold eyes showing no emotion whatsoever.
In just one year, the baptism of the Primordial Celestial Court had completely transformed her.
She slowly raised her hand, her gaze falling on Zhu Ziqing standing at the entrance of the main hall.
The golden beam of light gradually dissipated.
Zhu Zhuqing hovered half a foot above the ground, choosing not to stand firmly on the ground.
This wasn't her deliberately putting on airs; rather, the laws governing the Douluo Continent were far too fragile. Once she completely removed her protective barriers, the power within her, tempered by the Primordial Immortal Court, would directly shatter the earth's veins surrounding the palace.
There was no sound in the square.
The wind whistled softly across the white marble steps outside the main hall.
"Bamboo... Bamboo Clear."
Zhu Ziqing, under that invisible pressure, supported himself on his knees with his hands, trying extremely hard to stand up straight.
A warm smile spread across his old face, and his voice trembled slightly with excitement:
"My dear daughter, you're finally back."
Upon hearing Zhu Ziqing's call, Zhu Zhuqing lowered her head slightly.
She looked at the father who had given her life and raised her, yet had once used her as a tool for family marriage alliances.
In those clear, cold eyes, there was neither the joy of a long-awaited reunion nor the resentment of the past, only a calmness like a deep pool.
That kind of calm is like someone looking at a weed at their feet.
"Father."
Zhu Zhuqing called out lightly, then casually flicked her sleeve.
"Whoosh."
A gentle breeze swept across the square.
The terrifying pressure that had been pressing down on everyone's shoulders vanished without a trace in that instant.
The Netherworld Douluo, Earth-Splitting Douluo, and the Spirit Hall's Porcupine Douluo, who had been kneeling on the ground, finally got up, panting heavily, as if they had been granted a pardon.
The titled Douluo exchanged glances, all seeing the deep awe in each other's eyes.
That's incredible.
The mere aura emanating from them was enough to prevent even these powerful figures standing at the pinnacle of the continent from having the thought of resistance.
The Porcupine Douluo dusted himself off, quickly put on a fawning smile, stepped forward, and bowed:
Congratulations, Miss Zhuqing, on your triumphant return to your hometown.
"It has only been a year since Miss left, yet her cultivation has already reached a level that we cannot even comprehend."
The Porcupine Douluo subtly flattered him:
"It seems that Miss Zhuqing must be highly valued by the Immortal Lord in the Primordial Immortal Court and has been bestowed with supreme immortal techniques."
Upon hearing what the Porcupine Douluo said, Zhu Ziqing nodded repeatedly, his back ramrod straight.
"Of course!"
Zhu Ziqing's face was flushed with pride, and he felt that this was the most glorious moment of his life.
"The bloodline of my Zhu family is inherently gifted. Zhu Qing's entry into the Celestial Court will surely be met with the highest level of treatment!"
However, faced with such flattery...
Zhu Zhuqing's expression remained unchanged.
She looked at Zhu Ziqing, whose face was full of pride, and the titled Douluo around him with their eyes full of fanaticism, and gently shook her head.
"Highest level?"
Upon hearing this, Zhu Zhuqing shook her head slightly.
"Father, you overestimate me and underestimate the Primordial Celestial Court."
Upon hearing this, Zhu Ziqing's smile froze slightly.
He saw all of that through the sky, but he just said it in a nicer way.
However, Zhu Zhuqing ignored everyone's doubts.
She turned around and looked at the vast sky outside the main hall, her mind filled with images of the endless immortal mountains and white jade steps of the Primordial Immortal Court.
"I have no official status in the Celestial Court."
Zhu Zhuqing turned her head, looked at Zhu Ziqing, and slowly uttered two words:
"Handy servants".
The moment those two words were uttered, it was as if the air in the entire palace square had been sucked out.
When Zhu Ziqing heard her speak so frankly, he was stunned and stood there with his mouth slightly open, not able to come back to his senses for a long time.
Then, Zhu Zhuqing, her expression unchanged, continued:
"My daily routine is to sweep the fallen leaves around the main peak and occasionally go to the spirit beast garden to feed the cranes."
She did not feel any humiliation because she was a servant.
On the contrary, a hint of arrogance that was incomprehensible to ordinary people even flashed in her eyes.
"Such strength may seem unattainable to you."
"But in the Celestial Court."
Zhu Zhuqing raised her hand and looked at her fair, jade-like palm.
"The fallen leaves I sweep up every day are the withered leaves of the divine tree that have been imbued with the primordial energy and the laws of the Great Dao."
"The air I breathe is a rich, ethereal mist that is something the outside world longs for."
"The soil in the Celestial Court is more precious than the 100,000-year-old soul bones of the Douluo Continent."
"In a place like that, even a pig that only knows how to eat and sleep can be transformed after a year."
"I only benefited from the Celestial Court's influence, absorbing some scraps in my spare time while cleaning."
...
Before long, Zhu Ziqing finally recovered from the great shock.
Although he was somewhat puzzled by his daughter's direct revelation of her identity, he reasoned that the screen was still there, so there was no point in pretending.
Who cares who she is!
As long as the strength is real, as long as that overwhelming power is real, that's enough!
"well!"
Zhu Ziqing said "good" twice and quickly walked up to Zhu Zhuqing.
"No matter what your status is in the Celestial Court, you are still my daughter, Zhu Ziqing's daughter!"
Zhu Ziqing turned around and pointed to Dai Tianfeng, who was chained to a pillar in the corner of the hall.
"Zhuqing, look."
"I have already secured the imperial power of Xingluo for you."
"The Dai family, which was once high and mighty, is now nothing more than a dog under our feet."
"With your return this time, the throne of the Star Luo Empire is undoubtedly yours!"
Following Zhu Ziqing's finger.
Zhu Zhuqing's gaze finally fell on Dai Tianfeng.
At this moment, Dai Tianfeng was disheveled and his face was covered in dirt.
Upon hearing Zhu Ziqing's words, Dai Tianfeng also suddenly raised his head, staring intently at Zhu Zhuqing.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
As Dai Tianfeng laughed, he frantically tugged at the iron chains binding him, making a rattling sound.
"An empress? Zhu Ziqing, you're a madman!"
Dai Tianfeng pointed at Zhu Zhuqing, laughing until tears streamed down his face.
"A lowly person who serves tea and water, sweeps floors and does hard labor up there, comes back and wants to be the Empress of Xingluo?"
"Zhu Zhuqing, no matter how high you pretend to be, you can't hide the fact that you're a lackey!"
"I am the Lord of Xingluo! I would rather die than grovel before a mere servant!"
Dai Tianfeng's curses echoed in the square. Youming Douluo and Liedi Douluo's expressions changed drastically, and they were about to step forward to sew the mouth of this old fool who didn't know his own death shut.
But Zhu Zhuqing raised her hand to stop them.
She looked at Dai Tianfeng, who was laughing wildly, her eyes remaining completely unmoved.
"Noisy".
Zhu Zhuqing parted her thin lips slightly.
She did not form any hand seals or unleash any soul skills.
He simply raised his right hand casually and flicked his fingers lightly in Dai Tianfeng's direction.
"Pop".
With an extremely slight crisp sound, a wisp of light, even finer than a strand of hair, flew from her fingertips.
The clear light ignored the distance in space and instantly entered Dai Tianfeng's brow.
Dai Tianfeng's maniacal laughter abruptly stopped.
His expression was frozen in the madness of the previous second.
Then, under the incredulous gazes of thousands of people in the square...
Dai Tianfeng's body, starting from the top of his head, transformed into extremely fine sand.
There was no blood splattering, no energy explosion, just pure annihilation.
In the blink of an eye, the emperor who had ruled the Star Luo Empire for decades, along with the thick dragon pillar that had tethered him, turned into a wisp of ashes that drifted away in the wind, leaving no trace.
In the square, everyone held their breath.
Zhu Ziqing's smile froze completely, and the Porcupine Douluo was so frightened that his legs went weak and he almost knelt down again.
In the blink of an eye, he can reduce someone to ashes.
What kind of tactic is this?
(End of chapter)