251: The Cold Moon's Imperial Calamity Descends

As the voice fell, the temperature of the entire plaza dropped by several degrees.

Combined with the icy gazes of the three mistresses behind him and the ashen expressions of the Eight Great Elders, it formed an unparalleled deterrent force!

After a brief silence.

"I am willing to follow Clan Chief Cao Bu! Let us restore the glory of the Gu Clan!!"

In the crowd, no one knew who had excitedly shouted out the first cry.

Immediately after, more and more shouts erupted.

Especially those clansmen of different surnames who originally held low status and were marginalized, or those collateral descendants who were depressed and unappreciated, all felt their blood rushing as they raised their arms and shouted:

"I am willing to follow Clan Chief Cao Bu!"

"Restore the prestige of the clan! Avenge our grievances!"

"Swear allegiance to the Clan Chief until death!!!"

The sounds were a bit chaotic at first, but they quickly converged into a uniform wave of noise, one wave higher than the next.

Even those who still had doubts in their hearts, in the face of this overwhelming momentum sweeping the entire field and under the matchless deterrent force of Cao Bu, did not dare to show the slightest bit of hesitation; they could only lower their heads and follow along, shouting words against their own will.

Cao Bu looked down at the seething crowd below, a faint sneer crossing his lips.

Human hearts?

Nothing more than this.

Making the Gu Clan submit on the surface was only the first step of the plan.

Making the entire Gu Clan a pawn in his hand was the most important link.

"Transmit the first order of This Clan Head."

Cao Bu's voice drowned out the shouting in the plaza, clearly spreading to all four directions: "All Gu Clan disciples, regardless of where you are in the Spirit Realm or what task you are executing, must return to the clan grounds within half a year!"

"Those who fail to return by the deadline will be considered to have automatically severed ties with the Gu Clan and will never be readmitted!"

As the ten-year deadline approached, most of the Gu clansmen who were away were already on their way back.

Now, the Gu Clan grounds had already gathered over ninety percent of the clansmen.

Once those last scattered personnel returned, it would be the moment for him, Cao Bu, to begin his next step of scheming.

No, to be precise, from the moment Gu Qingtian ascended.

He, Cao Bu, had already been scheming on how to make the entire Gu Clan reasonably perish in the near future.

And he, Cao Bu, would be able to preserve his reputation to the maximum extent, perhaps even becoming a tragic survivor.

There were some things he personally might not care about, such as empty fame.

But for the sake of re-establishing the Cao Family in the future, this move in the game had to be played beautifully, with absolutely no flaws.

That's right, he wanted to establish a Family that belonged to him, Cao Bu—the Cao Family!

Soon, news that the new Clan Chief of the Gu Clan was taken over by his Adopted Son, Cao Bu, and that it had received the full support of the three mistresses and the unanimous approval of the Council of Elders, swept across the entire Spirit Realm, causing an unprecedented sensation!

Major Immortal Emperor Dynasties, Immortal Emperor Clans, hidden Sects...

All the power-holders, Old Ancestors, and hidden experts who heard this news had the same first reaction: disbelief, followed immediately by deep shock and vigilance.

"Has the Gu Clan gone mad? Letting an Adopted Son of a different surname become the Clan Chief? Luo Qingcheng, Leng Yue, and Su Li, those three women, actually all agreed? The foundation left by Gu Qingtian has changed hands so easily?"

"Investigate immediately! Use all your power to find out exactly what happened! What kind of ability does this Cao Bu have to make those three arrogant mistresses support his Ascension at the same time? And be able to suppress all opposition within the Gu Clan? Behind this matter, there must be a shocking secret!"

"This Cao Bu, I'm afraid we have all misjudged him; he is definitely not just a docile Adopted Son raised by Gu Qingtian!"

"Not long after Gu Qingtian's Ascension, such a drastic change has occurred in the Gu Clan; it is a troubled time indeed..."

For a time, the Spirit Realm was rife with turmoil.

Countless gazes were cast upon the Gu Clan, which had just completed its transfer of power, and upon that new Clan Chief who had suddenly emerged.

...

The next day.

Above the Gu Clan, the sky suddenly grew dark.

Thick, dark clouds surged in from all directions, piling up in layers and pressing down toward the earth.

Lightning flashed within the depths of the clouds, and the dull rumbling was like the low growl of an ancient beast, shaking the Divine Soul.

An indescribable heavenly might permeated the air, shrouding the entire clan grounds.

On the plaza and outside the palaces, countless clansmen looked up in astonishment, gazing at the continuously rotating pitch-black cloud vortex, feeling extremely excited.

"Emperor Tribulation, it's the Emperor Tribulation!"

"Someone is about to make a Breakthrough to the Great Emperor Realm!"

"It must be the Second Mistress!"

At the same time.

In the sleeping palace of Moyue Residence.

"Cao Bu, my Emperor Tribulation has arrived."

Leng Yue snuggled into Cao Bu's arms, her cheeks flushed with a faint rosy hue.

Cao Bu planted a heavy kiss on her forehead: "Go, come back quickly after you pass it; the next contest is about to begin."

Leng Yue glared at him lightly, her eyes swirling with emotion: "You just wait, once I achieve the Great Emperor Realm, I will definitely make you pay."

Cao Bu's lips curled up slightly: "Is that so? Then this husband will wait and see."

Leng Yue gave a light snort, rose to tidy her clothes, and pushed the door to go out.

She took a step out and appeared directly below the vortex, her ethereal and cold temperament particularly attractive.

Then, she raised her fair hand lightly, and an ancient bronze mirror appeared before her.

The edges of the mirror were engraved with mysterious moon patterns, and the surface of the mirror was shrouded in a layer of cold mist.

It was exactly the supreme dao emperor weapon Cao Bu had given her, the profound moon reflecting heart mirror.

Boom!

The first Lightning Tribulation struck down without warning.

A purple lightning bolt as thick as a mountain peak tore through the sky, carrying a destructive aura that purified all things, striking directly at the top of Leng Yue's head.

Leng Yue raised her hand, and the profound moon reflecting heart mirror rotated spontaneously; the mirror surface tilted slightly, and hazy moonlight flowed out from the mirror, transforming into a moon-white barrier above her.

The lightning smashed fiercely onto the barrier.

The blinding light explosion instantly swallowed the field of vision, and the loud noise shook the nearby prefectures, causing the earth to tremble.

Nearby Great Emperors sensed this scene and one after another flooded over with their Divine Sense, watching everything in shock.

As the intense light dissipated, the barrier remained completely intact without a single crack.

The profound moon reflecting heart mirror absorbed all of the violent lightning, instead making the mirror surface even clearer.

The first Emperor Tribulation was passed.

Leng Yue quietly operated the Nine Abyss Silent Annihilation Canon.

Inside her Dantian, the spiritual power of the Quasi-Emperor Peak began to compress and undergo a qualitative change.

The power of Law around her body fluctuated, and wisps of moonlight seeped out from the Void Realm, wrapping around her body.

That was not ordinary moonlight; it was the manifestation of the Law of the Moon, the most yin and cold force between heaven and earth.

The second and third Lightning Tribulations fell in succession, each more ferocious than the last; the color turned from purple to black, and finally transformed into hideous dark red blood lightning.

The profound moon reflecting heart mirror stood guard in the center of the sky, and the moonlight barrier, while appearing soft, blocked all lightning completely.

Leng Yue was inside, her white clothes unstained by dust, and her aura climbed steadily under the tempering of the Lightning Tribulation.

The seventh Lightning Tribulation arrived.

This was a moon-colored lightning Dragon condensed from the pure Law of the Moon, baring its fangs and brandishing its claws as it swooped down.

Wherever it passed, the Void Realm crumbled, and the Laws were in chaos.

Leng Yue moved.

She opened her eyes, and in her pupils, it seemed as if two Leng Yues were floating and sinking.

Her right hand joined its fingers like a sword, slicing through the air.

"Thousand Moon Shadow Kill."

In an instant, thousands of blurred moon shadows appeared around her.

Each moon shadow followed a certain mysterious trajectory, flowing and weaving, instantly interweaving above her into a deadly net of moonlight.

The moon-colored lightning Dragon crashed into the net.

Within a few breaths, it was strangled into millions of pieces, and then dissipated into specks of starlight.

The eighth Lightning Tribulation followed closely behind, consisting of nine intertwined purple-gold chains.

Leng Yue raised her hand, and the profound moon reflecting heart mirror shone brilliantly; a moon-white beam of light, condensed to the extreme, rushed upward to meet the chains.

The beam of light and the chains collided, entangled, and wore each other down, eventually both collapsing and turning into a sky full of light rain.

At this point, the rotation of the tribulation cloud vortex almost stalled, and in the darkness compressed to the extreme at the center, a heart-palpitating white light slowly lit up.

That was not ordinary light, but a highly concentrated Emperor Tribulation, containing the destructive Dao rhythm that could obliterate all vitality.