48: Chapter 48 The Rebellion of the Dawn and Dusk Realm

In the Chaoming Realm, the number one majestic city of the Xiguang Dynasty—Zhaoxi City.

The entire city stretched for tens of thousands of li, with overlapping buildings and cascading divine light. It was the most prosperous and flourishing city of the Xiguang clan in the entire Chaoming Realm.

At this moment, in the temple of the supreme Xiguang Holy See within the city, an extremely furious roar exploded suddenly, shaking the holy light inside the hall to flicker and the runes to tremble.

"Blasphemers！！！"

Before the roar faded, it was followed by a suppressed and hurried fit of violent coughing, carrying a sense of ruin with surging blood and Qi.

In the exact center of the grand and solemn Holy See temple, a ten-thousand-zhang statue of the Zhaoxi Emperor stood towering.

Beneath the statue, an elderly man dressed in a dark gold-embroidered sacred-pattern clerical robe stood with lowered hands. His aged face was covered in a sickly flush, his aura was floating and chaotic, yet monstrous anger that seemed to burn everything to ashes surged in the depths of his eyes.

This person was none other than Leonardo, the current Pope of the Xiguang Holy See.

Seeing this, the group of archbishops in the hall were startled and knelt down, kowtowing and comforting him in unison with earnest voices: "Your Holiness the Pope, your injuries have not yet healed. You must not get angry and harm your body! Now the church is in a precarious state, and it cannot do without your leadership at all!"

Leonardo remained silent for a long time, the anger in his chest hard to calm, which eventually turned into a heavy and lingering sigh.

In the dead silence of the temple, he suddenly raised his eyes and sharply shouted a name: "Stark!"

The simple three words made the expressions of all the archbishops present change drastically, and a sudden chill gripped the bottoms of their hearts.

Everyone knew what kind of cold and bloody power stood behind this name.

A pitch-black afterimage appeared silently in the very center of the main hall, its whole body shrouded in darkness, with an aura as cold as bone and devoid of any vitality.

"Your subordinate Stark pays respects to the Pope." The black shadow lowered its head on one knee, its tone flat and cold without the slightest ripple.

The bodies of all the high-ranking archbishops trembled slightly, subconsciously averting their gazes, with hidden dread deep in their hearts, clearly fearing this existence to the extreme.

Leonardo clenched his palms tightly, the anger in his eyes completely turning into a crazy intent of slaughter, and he commanded in a deep voice: "Stark, immediately lead the Holy Tribunal, rush to various places, and purge all blasphemers!"

"I want to use the blood of the blasphemers to sacrifice to the great Zhaoxi Emperor!"

Mentioning the four words "Zhaoxi Emperor", the eyes of all the high-level officials of the Holy See instantly ignited with extreme fanaticism and paranoia.

"Sacrifice the blood of the blasphemers! Worship the Zhaoxi Emperor!"

...

At the same moment, in the far west of the Chaoming Realm continent, shadows covered the territory and gloomy fog filled the sky.

The Shadow Council, which worshipped the Lord of Mingyuan, Xuan Chi, quietly activated a long-dormant hunting mechanism.

One light and one dark, the Holy See and the Council, two mortal enemies, turned their blades with incomparable tacit understanding at this moment, aiming all their spearheads at the testers who invaded the Chaoming Realm.

And in the forbidden zone at the border of the territories of the two dynasties, an untrod barren desperate land, a black-and-white giant egg the size of a zhang floated quietly.

On the surface of the giant egg, black and white air currents intertwined and circulated, and the rhythm of Yin and Yang reincarnated endlessly, madly devouring the surrounding heaven and earth spiritual energy, plane origin, scattered luck, and even all absorbable energy.

Inside it seemed to be gestating an incomparably terrifying existence.

...

In the extraterritorial void, within the fortress plaza.

The entire plaza was vast, grand, solemn, and majestic. Hundreds of transcendent figures stood quietly, with vast auras and heavy coercion.

The lowest cultivation base here was True God, and among them, ten were even High True Gods.

Of course, the true bodies of the various God Realm bigwigs had no time to guard here, and those who appeared were all condensed divine soul avatars, still suppressing the entire audience.

In the exact center of the plaza, a giant holographic light curtain spanning a thousand zhang hung suspended in the air, reflecting in real-time the figures and movements of every student who descended into the Chaoming Realm.

At this moment, a gentle and clear female voice suddenly broke the silence.

"Brother Ning, I heard that your Xingyao Academy produced a peerless genius this time, winning the crown of this Hanging Secret Realm?"

The person speaking was Bai Lingxi, Vice President of Tianlan Academy.

Tianlan Academy had a profound foundation, ranking in the top ten of the Canglan Star Domain. It possessed nearly a hundred True Gods and five High True Gods, and the heavenly pride admitted to the top one hundred Divine Mansions every year was countless, which Xingyao Academy could by no means compare with.

Bai Lingxi and Principal Ning Zhengqi originally had no friendship, and taking the initiative to speak at this moment was entirely because of Su Ming.

As the words fell, many bigwigs present who seemed to stand silently quietly focused their minds, secretly eavesdropping on the conversation between the two.

Hearing this, Principal Ning Zhengqi could not hide the smile on his face, but pretended to be modest with his mouth: "It is just luck, purely by chance."

Even with deliberate restraint, the gratification and pride in the depths of his eyes were still difficult to conceal.

Several surrounding True Gods successively took the opportunity to praise.

"Old Ning is too modest! That Gu Qingfeng in your school is also peerless in talent and has a profound foundation. This time, your Xingyao Academy is afraid it will completely stand out in the Canglan Star Domain!"

Principal Ning Zhengqi waved his hands repeatedly, with a peaceful and calm mindset: "It is all because the children strive for themselves, and our academy just pushed along the trend and took advantage of their light."

After the noise, a True God suddenly spoke, throwing out the question that everyone present cared about most: "Everyone, do you think anyone will personally visit our Canglan Star Domain from the Nine Divine Mansions this time?"

As the words landed, the whole audience instantly fell silent.

Countless gazes subconsciously shifted, looking in unison towards a figure sitting in the very center of the crowd who had remained silent all along.

This person was none other than Vice President Xiao Jinghan, the vice president of Canglan Academy, the number one academy in the Canglan Star Domain.

The entire academy was named after the star domain, which was enough to show its transcendent status.

Every few years, Canglan Academy would produce one or two heavenly prides who entered the Nine Divine Mansions, making it the top-ranked academy in the Canglan Star Domain.

Whether the Nine Divine Mansions would descend or not, Vice President Xiao Jinghan was the most likely to know the inside story in advance.

Sensing the focused gazes of the whole audience, Vice President Xiao Jinghan finally slowly raised his eyes, his cold and clear voice resounding through the plaza, every word clear: "You all need not worry. I have received top-level news that both Haoran Academy and Shenwu Pavilion from the Nine Divine Mansions will send people to come, and they will arrive tomorrow."

Boom!

Everyone's mind shook violently, and their eyes were filled with disbelief.

After a brief shock, endless ecstasy swept across the audience, and the various academy bigwigs showed joy one after another.

With one more top divine mansion arriving, the probability of the students under their command being selected and stepping into the top cultivation hall would double!

"I wonder if my Tide Academy can have a stroke of great luck and produce a divine mansion seed!"

"Asking for too much! If a few more people can be admitted to the top one hundred Divine Mansions, I will be content. Our academy has not had anyone step into the Nine Divine Mansions for nearly a thousand years!"

"The selection criteria of the Nine Divine Mansions are too perverted. Looking at the entire star domain, only Canglan Academy can steadily produce talents, and our generation can only leave it to fate."

Everyone sighed with emotion, full of anticipation yet full of helplessness. The threshold of the top divine mansion was, after all, too far out of reach.