128: Chapter 127 The Grand Ceremony of Conferring the Title of King

When the Revered Master and apprentice arrived at Yanjing City,

Sikong Tianwen arranged for them to stay in an extremely luxurious palace; this was the Great Xia Royal Palace, specially built over the past few years.

"Wow, Revered Master, it's so beautiful here."

Chu Meng was like a curious baby, looking and touching everything with great curiosity.

In all these years, she had never left Xingluo Mountain, constantly working hard to Cultivate for fear of losing Face for her Revered Master.

Regarding this.

Ye Xiu simply smiled.

Looking at Ji Xingyue as she walked in from outside, he asked, "Is everything handled?"

"It's all taken care of. Once the General's Coronation Ceremony is over, the wedding can be held." Ji Xingyue smiled faintly, her Face like that of a banished immortal, carrying a joy from the bottom of her heart.

"A wedding?"

Chu Meng ran over from a distance, looking at Ji Xingyue with a Face full of envy and surprise.

"Big sister, I've seen you on TV. You're much prettier than you are on television."

"Thank you."

Ji Xingyue giggled, and a bracelet appeared in her hand out of thin air.

As Chu Meng looked on awkwardly, she put it on her.

Then she said, "This bracelet contains a spatial teleportation. No matter where you are, if you encounter danger, just crush it to trigger it."

Chu Meng touched the bracelet on her wrist, her small Face turning red with embarrassment as she looked toward her Revered Master for help.

"Keep it. From now on, Young Miss Xingyue will be your Revered Master's wife; consider it a meeting gift." Ye Xiu's voice was devoid of joy or sorrow, as if he were merely stating a daily occurrence.

"Revered Master's wife?"

Chu Meng was stunned for a good while before she snapped out of it.

As the three of them walked through the Great Xia Royal Palace, they soon finished visiting dozens of halls.

Although it wasn't as extravagant as the palaces of ancient emperors.

It had everything it was supposed to have, and even the patrolling guards were under the direct jurisdiction of the military.

After lunch.

Chu Meng was sent away.

Leaving Ye Xiu and Ji Xingyue alone.

"General, is something on your mind?"

"Young Miss Xingyue, do you think our era can truly win?" Ye Xiu showed a rare trace of confusion.

Ji Xingyue was taken aback: "General, this doesn't sound like you."

"Over endless ages, even though the Taichu Era had Donghuang, the Martial Venerable, and others, it still perished. The Ancient Imperial Court had the Human Sovereign, Xing Mu, the Blade Master, and other Supreme Realms, yet they too met no good end."

There was an indescribable worry in Ye Xiu's eyes: "I'm wondering, even if we reach the Supreme Realm, even if we sweep across the heavens, can we truly protect this land?"

His voice trailed off.

A silence followed for over ten seconds.

After a long time.

Ji Xingyue sighed: "Why must the General think so much? Since we are in this position and have been chosen by the era, we simply need to give our all."

"Give our all?"

Ye Xiu shook his head slightly: "I once thought about going into Chaos to open up a new world and move the Nine Cities of Great Xia there. Perhaps that could avoid the future war of the Supreme Realms."

"General, there is no safe place in this world. Even in Chaos, it is just another battlefield."

Ji Xingyue's Double Pupils flickered.

As a ray of light fell, several images condensed in front of them.

The heavens were shattered, the Main World was fractured, the endless Void Realm was shrouded in darkness, and even the brilliantly glowing Chaos was in ruins.

Ye Xiu looked at the images before him expressionlessly.

He remained silent.

But Ji Xingyue spoke: "General, you are a person of great aspiration. Even if the end of the world comes in the next moment, I hope the General can forge ahead. For the sake of the world in your heart, Cultivate well, and leave the rest to me."

Heh...

Ye Xiu laughed.

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Seven days later.

In Yanjing City, firecrackers roared, and tens of millions of soldiers were mobilized.

For the coronation of the King of Great Xia.

Not only were the Nine Cities of Great Xia bustling with excitement, but many alien races from various Domains were also invited to witness the ceremony.

At the summit of Yanshan.

A King-Conferring Platform that had long been built welcomed its first king today.

Nine hundred and ninety-nine steps.

Under everyone's gaze, Ye Xiu, dressed in his King's Robe, slowly walked upward.

In the distance.

Countless broadcasting devices were transmitting this historic moment to all the citizens of Great Xia.

As he finished the last step.

Ye Xiu sat high on the throne, the terrifying Power of the Radiant Sun materializing, making him look like a deity.

Below, Sikong Tianwen held a sheet of rice paper.

He spoke loudly: "The world revives, and a Saint emerges."

Sikong Tianwen's words carried the cultivation of a Saint. Although they could not echo through all the heavens, they could be transmitted to the other eight cities through the Space Gate.

"Our Great Xia has been established for two hundred years and has endured much hardship. Fortunately, a Saint has descended to the world, named Ye Xiu..."

His voice grew increasingly resonant.

Sitting high on the throne, Ye Xiu's Face actually turned red.

In Sikong Tianwen's description, he was a level higher than a savior, directly becoming the Saint who saved Great Xia.

Although suppressing the Ghost Realm and deterring the heavens were indeed things he had done.

But hearing Sikong Tianwen's boasting.

Ye Xiu still felt a bit embarrassed.

Ten minutes later.

The long speech concluded.

A longsword representing supreme power condensed in the Void Realm and slowly flew into Ye Xiu's hand.

The wangquan sword!

It was forged by Ji Xingyue through the Fusion of a hundred Daos.

Ye Xiu gripped the wangquan sword and slowly stood up from his seat.

He looked at the countless people gazing up from below.

A surge of heroic pride filled his heart.

Who wouldn't want to be conferred as a king or appointed as a general?

At this moment, he stood at the pinnacle of power in Great Xia.

"In this dharma-ending age, the Human Race is weak. If the alien races of the heavens wish to oppress our race and this era, then I shall use the sword in my hand to slaughter their sects and exterminate their races."

Words carrying supreme pressure.

Echoed through the heavens as the Power of the Radiant Sun erupted.

Countless ancient beings opened their eyes once more. Their gazes pierced through the endless void to look directly at the king atop Yanshan, and they all sighed in their hearts.

Has a king been born in this era as well?

Over these years.

These old fogies didn't know how many times they had been startled awake.

There was no need to continue their slumber anymore.

The Main World would completely revive in less than a few hundred years.

"The king of the new era is merely in the Immortal Realm. Should we descend a few Immortals to kill him ahead of time?" An ancient voice rang out from within the God Race.

"Ignore it. The Imperial Court has been rebuilt; this is their struggle of the era. We need not pay too much attention." An Immortal from the Immortal Race spoke.

"They are both of the Human Race; I'm afraid they won't completely turn against each other."

"Should we send someone to manipulate things from within?"

"Do you want to die? Who is in charge of the Imperial Court now? Do I really need to remind you all?" the Immortal of the Immortal Race spoke again, his tone now carrying a fair amount of anger.

Star Emperor!

The great races of the heavens fell silent one after another.

Indeed.

Against a supreme powerhouse comparable to the Human Sovereign, if they were to intervene, they would surely be the first to suffer.