205: Tianxin was lost in thought, and the Crown Prince became Emperor!

Six days later.

Sunlight bathed the vast main star of the Tianxin Divine Court.

Inside a magnificent palace, the atmosphere was heavy and oppressive.

A majestic middle-aged man, clad in a magnificent imperial robe, sat high upon the Divine Throne.

His stern gaze swept slowly over the court officials standing respectfully below, his lips moving slightly.

A deep, oppressive voice then rang out.

“A fleet that barely survived the Transmigration frontline has, in just six days, annihilated five of our Dynasty's top fleets in succession.”

“You truly bring Me good news...”

As the final words faded, a terrifying pressure, dense as if tangible, erupted from him, surging downward like a torrential ocean tide.

The bodies of the court officials trembled violently without conscious effort.

Without the slightest hesitation, they all knelt on both knees and shouted in unison.

“Your Majesty, calm your anger!”

For a moment, the entire hall echoed with their fearful pleas for forgiveness.

The middle-aged man on the Divine Throne remained unmoved, his gaze lightly shifting to the armored figure standing at the very front of the assembled officials.

“Sheng Xun, what do you say?”

Sheng Xun—the Grand Marshal of the Tianxin Divine Court, possessing a powerful cultivation of God Rank Fifth Grade.

Having been named, he immediately spoke in a deep voice.

“Your Majesty.”

“The only ones possessing such strength and capable of preventing our real-time communication must be the elite fleet of the Human Race.”

“To deal with them, we either need absolute crushing power or a repeat of what happened decades ago.”

The expression of the Ruler of the Tianxin Divine Court remained unchanged.

“And so?”

A cold glint flashed in Sheng Xun’s eyes.

“Their direction of travel has been accurately determined.”

“This subordinate requests permission to personally lead the army to suppress them!”

The Ruler of the Tianxin Divine Court withdrew his gaze.

“Very good.”

“Set out immediately!”

...The towering Xuanqing Pass across the starry sky.

“It’s been six days. According to the star chart, that little brat should be arriving at the star where his homeland is located by now.”

“It is almost inevitable that he encountered ambushes and pursuits along the way.”

“I just wonder if any unexpected changes have occurred.”

“The most crucial thing is that the young fellow’s true identity must not be exposed, otherwise it will certainly cause immeasurably huge trouble.”

“I told him not to go, not to go!”

“Seriously!”

“Now we can’t contact him, it’s driving me crazy!”

Donggong Li watched the thin old man pacing back and forth in front of him, muttering incessantly, and finally couldn't help but speak.

“Old Mo.”

“It’s been six days. It’s one thing that you come and nag me once a day, but the time you spend nagging is getting longer each time. Why don't you come out of seclusion and go find him yourself?”

As soon as the words fell.

Ou Mo suddenly stopped pacing, then jumped up as if his tail had been stepped on, his eyes wide as he roared.

“You’re not anxious? Huh? You dare say you’re not anxious?”

“If you aren't anxious, why have you been standing here motionless like a waiting stone for six whole days?”

“Saint King, how long has it been? You’re not even Cultivating.”

Donggong Li fell silent slightly.

“I have been Cultivating.”

Hearing this, Ou Mo’s roar intensified.

“Cultivating?”

“Cultivating your ass...”

Before his words were fully uttered.

The white robe Donggong Li was wearing suddenly fluttered without wind.

His expression was calm, and he spoke softly.

“I really have been Cultivating.”

With that, he slowly raised his foot and stepped out beyond the Imperial Pass.

Just as he stepped into the void, a heaven-shaking Emperors Might, like a volcanic eruption, surged out with unstoppable force.

The vastness of that Aura rolled forward like surging ocean waves, sweeping across all directions without restraint. Wherever it passed, even the surrounding space could not withstand its immense power and began to violently distort.

A world-shattering “Boom—!” sound was heard.

The starry sky, which had seemed exceptionally calm the moment before, instantly underwent astonishing changes.

Five-colored light intertwined and wrapped around each other like countless brilliant ribbons, together forming a magnificent tapestry that was both exquisitely beautiful and deeply shocking.

Some of these lights were dazzlingly bright like diamonds, some were soft and warm like moonlight, and some were vibrant and fierce like flames. They shone upon each other, decorating this originally dark and deep starry sky like a dream.

Simultaneously, bursts of mysterious and ancient Imperial Sounds continuously echoed through the starry sky.

That sound seemed to travel through the endless river of time, carrying the vicissitudes and weight of the ancient era, drifting over leisurely, as if congratulating the appearance of a Supreme One.

Ou Mo, standing on the wall of the Imperial Pass, witnessed this scene, his eyes instantly widening, his mouth agape wide enough to fit an egg.

After a long while, he finally came to his senses and couldn't help but curse.

“Holy crap! You little bastard!”

At the same time, the vast Human Race Martial Artists throughout the Imperial Pass, as well as the hidden Yao Race army not far outside the Imperial Pass, all looked up towards the ethereal and transcendent white-robed figure in the starry sky, their pupils filled with shock.

This was! The phenomenon of ascending to Emperor!!!

The White-robed Saint King—Donggong Li, has become an Emperor!!!

A voice as calm as water echoed out.

“Attack!”

Disciple, your Master is bringing the army to take you home!

...“Ding!”

“Consumed 200% charge value, cultivation successfully advanced to Venerable Rank Ninth Grade Peak.”

“Current charge value 0%.”

[Combat Power Assessment]: Normal State: Venerable King (Emperor Rank Second Grade Middle Stage); Opening One Gate Ability: Venerable King (Emperor Rank Third Grade Middle Stage); Opening Both Gates: Venerable King (Emperor Rank Fourth Grade Middle Stage)

The billowing sleeves slowly settled, and Lin Yan withdrew his gaze from the completely withered Spirit Medicine in his hand.

Four more Yao Race fleets—600% charge value accumulated from the previous 560% plus the initial 40%. Three Venerable Rank treasure grade spirit herbs were used up. The increase in cultivation was becoming smaller, and the boost in combat power was decreasing.

That should be enough. Although Martial Skills consume a lot, they are ultimately the key to combat power.

Therefore, after achieving Emperor status, the path of balanced development must begin.

At this moment.

Fu Ying withdrew his gaze from the external starry sky and spoke softly.

“Your Highness.”

“We have entered the territory of the Original Scar Imperial Court’s Ninth Galaxy.”

“If the positioning is correct, we are expected to arrive at your homeland star in about two hours.”

Lin Yan shot up from his command seat, rushed to the viewport in a few steps, his eyes fluctuating intensely.

“Good! Good!”

“Accelerate!”

Hearing this, a hint of helplessness flashed in Fu Ying's eyes.

These were the two words he had heard most often these past few days, and His Highness knew very well that the Warship's speed was already at its maximum.

But understanding Lin Yan’s impatience, he immediately responded.

“Yes!”

At the same time.

A trace of worry also flashed through Fu Ying’s mind.

Days had passed. This Yao Race Divine Court should have reacted and captured their trajectory by now. If an Emperor or even a God Rank expert appeared, how could his Sovereign Rank Invincible strength possibly protect His Highness...