177: Chapter 177 Who Opposes, Who Proposes?

"The third matter,"

"The Great Yin Immortal Dynasty has been destroyed by the Spirit Race. Of the Li Imperial Clan, only the Fourth Prince Li Yingzhen's whereabouts remain unknown."

"Therefore..."

Zhao Yi's gaze swept across the faces of the many Cultivators, pausing specifically on the many Mahayana Cultivators of the Zhou Family.

"I wish to establish a new Immortal Dynasty..."

Hearing that Zhao Yi wanted to establish a new dynasty, the eye of the heavenly dao blinked as it watched him.

This was its authority; the Lord of an Immortal Dynasty is mandated by Heaven, and it is that very Heaven!

But since neither the Hundred Deaths Tribulation Realm nor the Punishment of World Destruction had eliminated Zhao Yi, what could it do now?

The surviving Human Race Cultivators looked at Zhao Yi, their expressions calm.

Zhao Yi, already in the Human Immortal Realm, was undoubtedly the Lord of the Immortal Dynasty; there was nothing to dispute.

Their cultivation levels were low; they assumed Old Ancestor Zhao had called them here just to make up the numbers and witness the event.

Thus, most Cultivators were very composed.

Except for the Zhou Family.

They had originally thought that this time, the Zhou Family could become a Zhou Imperial Clan just like the Li Imperial Clan, ascending to the summit of the Qingling Realm from then on.

They never expected a freak like Zhao Yi to appear.

"Zhou."

After a long pause, Zhao Yi's voice spoke out again.

Zhou?

Zhou Sijie and the other Zhou Family Cultivators were overjoyed. Had Old Ancestor Zhao compromised because there were too many Zhou Family Cultivators?

But Zhao Yi's next words plunged them directly into the abyss.

"The new Immortal Dynasty shall be named the Great Zhou Immortal Dynasty."

"Wu Chuan shall be the Lord of the Central Immortal Dynasty."

"Gao Ling shall be the Great Emperor of the Central Upper Palace."

"Qinghua shall be the Great Emperor of the Eastern Pole of Azure Essence."

"Maid shall be the Great Emperor of the Southern Pole of Eternal Life."

"Zhang Shoucheng shall be the Great Emperor of Exemplary Law for the Immortal Dynasty."

"Li Shouguang shall be the Great Emperor of Astral Stars for the Immortal Dynasty."

In one breath, Zhao Yi appointed one Lord and five Emperors. A commotion broke out among the many Cultivators. Among these six, aside from Wu Chuan who was Zhao Yi's Disciple, the others were all those who had stepped forward to eat the beef.

Not only had they gained cultivation, but they had now also leaped to become some sort of Great Emperors of the new Immortal Dynasty.

Regardless of what these Great Emperors were supposed to do or if they held actual power, they were personally appointed by an Immortal. Such glory was incomparable to anyone else.

"Damn it, what was I thinking back then?"

"Why didn't I go eat the meat?"

Many ordinary Cultivators slapped their thighs in regret until they were swollen, looking at the five with envy. This was truly a case where choice mattered more than effort, but once missed, it was gone.

"Who among you agrees? Who objects?"

Zhao Yi's cold voice rang out again.

Rumble!

The purple-black Lightning Tribulation in the sky stretched across the horizon, as the endless Tribulation of World Destruction fell upon Zhao Yi.

But...

It was completely useless. Zhao Yi didn't even use a defensive Immortal art; he ignored it entirely.

"We pay our respects to the Lord of the Immortal Dynasty."

"We pay our respects to the Great Emperors!"

Ordinary Cultivators didn't have that many thoughts. Zhao Yi's cultivation was high, so whatever Zhao Yi said went.

On the contrary, Wu Chuan, the person involved, was somewhat at a loss.

"Me?"

"The Lord of the Great Zhou Immortal Dynasty?"

He had originally been an onlooker, even wondering what Zhao Yi might appoint him as if Zhao Yi became the Lord of the Immortal Dynasty.

He never expected Zhao Yi to directly appoint him as the Lord of the Immortal Dynasty.

"Master—"

Before the Zhou Family Cultivators could express their stance, Wu Chuan spoke first.

"Master—"

Wu Chuan's voice trembled, his knees went weak, and he actually knelt on the spot, his forehead striking heavily against the Void Realm with a dull thud.

"When your Disciple took you as Master, I looked up to your persistence and your perseverance, learning from your sincere focus while mining."

"I never expected your cultivation to advance by leaps and bounds, to the point of directly breaking through the tribulation to become an Immortal, suppressing the ages and crushing all enemies..."

"Even less did I imagine there would be a day when an Immortal Dynasty would be established. This position of the Lord of the New Dynasty..."

Wu Chuan lay prostrate in the Void Realm.

"What virtue or ability does your Disciple have to shoulder such a heavy responsibility?"

Wu Chuan looked up, his eyes full of trepidation and fanaticism toward Zhao Yi.

"Master, you are the one who opened the world, went against heaven, and forcibly crossed the Hundred Deaths Tribulation Realm. You are the true Lord of Mandate!"

"This Immortal Dynasty should be named after you, called the 'Zhao Imperial Dynasty', Immortal for ten thousand generations."

As soon as he finished speaking, the world suddenly went silent.

Even the rolling purple-black tribulation clouds seemed to freeze for a moment.

Zhao Yi, however, laughed.

He gently raised his hand to help Wu Chuan up. His voice was calm, yet it resonated like the roar of the Great Dao, echoing deep within the soul of every Cultivator.

"You need not belittle yourself."

"During those years in the mine, you were like a trickling stream—unobtrusive, yet tenacious and unceasing. You moved rocks and gathered Spirit Stones, eventually becoming a great river."

"I see you as a river—a Chuan—rushing toward the sea."

He paused, his gaze sweeping over the Emperors and the Cultivators, finally landing on the battered eye of the heavenly dao.

"I say you can be the Lord of the Immortal Dynasty. Who is dissatisfied? Who dares to be disrespectful?"

Hearing this, the hearts of the crowd shook violently.

Wu Chuan...

"Hmm?"

He wanted to decline again, but he met Zhao Yi's eyes.

"Yes, your Disciple obeys!"

Zhao Yi nodded.

"That's it. I believe in you."

"What about you all?"

Zhao Yi suddenly took a few quick steps forward, getting closer to Zhou Sijie and the other Cultivators.

"Ah—!"

Screams rang out as over a dozen Mahayana Cultivators of the Zhou Family were caught in the Punishment of World Destruction, their Divine Souls instantly obliterated.

Zhao Yi didn't even lift a finger; just the aftershocks of the Punishment of World Destruction caused over a dozen Mahayana Cultivators of the Zhou Family to perish.

This bizarre brutality snuffed out the last bit of wishful thinking in Zhou Sijie.

"Old Ancestor Zhao, we have no objections."

Seeing that Zhao Yi was still stepping forward, the many Mahayana Cultivators of the Zhou Family scattered in a panic.

Zhou Sijie bowed even lower.

"We pay our respects to the Lord of the Great Zhou Immortal Dynasty and to the Great Emperors."

This formalized the roles of ruler and subject.

Seeing this, Zhao Yi finally felt relieved.

"Good!"

By the time Zhou Sijie looked up, Zhao Yi's figure was no longer in the sky.

Mount Heng.

Zhao Yi looked speechlessly at the eye of the heavenly dao that had followed him.

"What exactly do you want?"

Although the eye of the heavenly dao couldn't do anything to Zhao Yi now, who would be happy with an eye staring at them from above all day?

It kept releasing lightning, occasionally increasing the frequency.

This was a classic case of low damage but high insult.

Not to mention, Zhao Yi was currently preparing for a Breakthrough in his cultivation.

With the eye of the heavenly dao around, he couldn't do anything.

After waiting for three whole days, Zhao Yi finally got the result he wanted.

"Leave the Qingling Realm?"

Zhao Yi...

"Dammit!"

"This reaction speed..."

"Did it take three days to react?"

"I have no objection to leaving the Qingling Realm,"

"But, I have two conditions."

"First, stop the Punishment of World Destruction. I want to enter secluded cultivation in the Qingling Realm to break through. Once my cultivation breaks through, I will leave the Qingling Realm immediately."

"Second, directions are unknown within Chaos, and a tiny Human Immortal like me cannot possibly survive in it. Therefore, I need you to send me to another world."

Perhaps because Zhao Yi's demands were too many, it took seven whole days for the Heavenly Dao to respond.

"Granted!"

Subsequently, the Punishment of World Destruction gradually ceased, and the eye of the heavenly dao slowly faded into the Void Realm, disappearing from sight.

However, although the eye of the heavenly dao had vanished, that feeling of being monitored still vaguely persisted.

Zhao Yi...

This time, he didn't intend to scheme against the Heavenly Dao; he really planned to leave the Qingling Realm after breaking through.

Because Top-Grade Spirit Stones were the ceiling of the Qingling Realm, the highest level Zhao Yi could mine in the Qingling Realm was Top-Grade Spirit Stones (supreme grade heavenly spirit stones were also counted within the range of Top-Grade Spirit Stones).

But after advancing to the Mid-stage Human Immortal Realm, Top-Grade Spirit Stones became useless and could no longer provide a single point of experience points.

If Zhao Yi wanted to level up, he had to leave the Qingling Realm to go to the outside world and mine higher-level Ores—Immortal Stones.