Chapter 89 Disciple Lin Qingyue greets Master

Golden pupils covered the entire dilapidated sea of stars, pressing down upon this Lower Realm.

Then, they swept across the two Divine Sense projections suspended within the Chaos.

Behind Di Shitian, a sea of blood churned with giant waves.

A trace of impatience flashed in his blood-colored eyes. "Old thing, having slumbered for so many epochs, is your temper really this big the moment you open your eyes?"

Di Shitian let out a cold snort, the dark red Law of Destruction around him forming a layer of armor, blocking that pressure outside. "If your true body descended, this Emperor might fear you by three points.

Now that we are both in the God Emperor Realm, and both are merely Divine Sense projections crossing boundaries, this trick of yours to intimidate the ants of the Lower Realm is useless against this Emperor."

On the other side,

Jiang Wanyin stepped barefoot upon the fragments of the Void Realm.

A ring of blood-colored halo rippled from the red rope at her ankle, dissolving the Dragon Ancestor's might.

Her expression was cold and detached; she did not speak.

Neither of them showed much reaction to the appearance of the Dragon Ancestor.

At their level, all things in existence were merely pieces on a chessboard. Even if one more chess player appeared, it was nothing more than changing the way they played.

The Ancestor's gaze did not linger on the two of them.

Those golden pupils turned, their line of sight passing through the chaotic currents and falling upon Gu Heng, who stood by the edge of the ruins.

With the pressure of three God Realms pressing in from all around, the corners of his clothes fluttered gently, seemingly unaffected.

Gu Heng looked at the Ancestor's gaze, his eyes calm.

A trace of doubt flashed deep within the golden pupils.

The Ancestor found that he could not see through this Mid-stage Immortal Emperor whose bone age was less than a hundred years.

Outside this youth's Divine Soul, it was as if a layer of mist was wrapped, one that even those in the God Emperor Realm could not peer through.

The gaze paused for a moment,

Then it shifted downward, landing on the True Immortal Realm Old Dragon King lying on the void fragments at Gu Heng's feet.

The Old Dragon King was covered in golden-red dragon blood.

That tail, as bald as a fire poker, was still twitching. He kept his eyes closed, muttering to himself, praying for the gods and buddhas of the heavens to protect him.

Just as the Ancestor's gaze touched the Old Dragon King's Origin,

Deep in the sea of stars,

Those golden pupils suddenly constricted!

The calm sea of stars began to churn. Large swaths of star projections extinguished under the shock of that gaze.

A wave of fury descended along with the gaze.

"Crack, crack, crack..."

The seventeen kneeling Immortal Emperors felt the void beneath their knees shatter, and their immortal bodies sank another few dozen zhang.

The Ancestor had seen it.

He not only saw the pure Dragon God Domain direct Bloodline sealed for countless epochs within the Old Dragon King's body, but he also saw a shackle bound to his Divine Soul at the deepest part of his Bloodline.

A slave contract.

The supreme The Chosen Son of the Dragon Clan, with blood flowing in his veins sufficient to rule over the Dragon Clan of all worlds... had been implanted with a slave contract by someone?

"My The Chosen Son..."

A voice of fury crossed endless time and space, exploding throughout the entire Lower Realm.

"Why have you... fallen to become a servant to another?"

As these words fell,

The world went silent.

The various Immortal Emperors and Devil Emperors who were still calculating how to snatch the heaven-reaching tower froze once again.

The Old Dragon King suddenly opened his eyes.

His golden pupils were filled with bewilderment.

He looked at the pair of large golden pupils in the sky, then at the composed Gu Heng beside him, his mind in a complete mess.

"The Chosen Son? Me?"

The Old Dragon King swallowed his saliva. "Servant... is this old man talking about me?"

Below,

The kneeling Myriad Races Geniuses trembled, not daring to even breathe loudly.

After a brief, deathly silence, the camp of Immortal Emperors erupted into Chaos.

"What?!"

The Thunder Emperor suddenly looked up. "That loach whose True Immortal Realm cultivation is not even stable... is actually a The Chosen Son of the Dragon God Domain?!"

The Star Immortal Emperor had almost pulled out all his white beard, trembling as he said, "The Ancestor just said... he is someone else's servant? How could the pride in the bones of the Dragon Clan allow their The Chosen Son to recognize a Revered Master?"

They remembered that earlier, that old loach had indeed called the white-clothed youth 'Revered Master' every other sentence.

At the time,

everyone thought it was a trick for a lowly Yao Beast of the Lower Realm to find a backer to save its life. No one took it seriously, and they all dismissed it as a joke.

But now, this supreme existence of the Dragon Clan, in front of seventeen Immortal Emperors and two God Emperors, had personally stated this fact.

What did this mean?

It meant that the youth whose bone age was less than a hundred years was truly the Revered Master of the Dragon Ancestor's The Chosen Son!

"Who... who exactly is his background?"

Li Tiantu's burly devil body trembled, and for the first time, fear appeared in his dark red devil eyes.

"Everyone... the Dragon God Domain's The Chosen Son serving as his servant... this is absolutely not something that an Opportunity in the Lower Realm could achieve. Then, wouldn't the forces behind him be thousands of times more terrifying than the Dragon God Domain?"

In the White Bone Demon Emperor's eye sockets, the ghostly green Soul fire seemed about to extinguish.

His bony head turned frantically, and suddenly, as if he had realized something, he exclaimed,

"No wonder... no wonder!"

The White Bone Demon Emperor's hoarse voice echoed in the Sea of Consciousness of the various Immortal Emperors,

"No wonder he dared to toy with us twelve Emperor Realm powerhouses alone when we were at Chiyan City! No wonder he dared to throw the heaven-reaching tower to Li Tianqiong like it was trash in front of the Revered Master and the Demon God Emperor!"

"So he is not some Loose Cultivator from the Lower Realm without a background at all!"

"In that case, everything makes sense! Why was he able to achieve the Mid-stage Immortal Emperor Realm at under a hundred years of age? It's because standing behind him is a background even more terrifying and unfathomable than the Dragon God Domain!"

The more the Immortal Emperors speculated, the more they felt their scalps tingle.

In the heavens and myriad worlds, the Peak clans more terrifying than the Dragon God Domain, counting them all, were only the two great giants: the Demon Race and the Human Race.

"That youth is of Human Race Origin..."

The Star Immortal Emperor's gaze flickered as he analyzed in his Sea of Consciousness, "Since even the Dragon God Domain cannot suppress him, doesn't that mean... it is the supreme Empress of the Human Race backing him?"

"That's not right!"

The Thunder Emperor immediately retorted, "If the Empress were truly protecting his path from behind, why would the Revered Master, Jiang Wanyin, who is also high-level Human Race, need to descend with her Divine Sense to capture him? And even want to snatch the heaven-reaching tower in his hands?"

The Immortal Emperors were completely confused.

It wasn't the Dragon God Domain, it wasn't the Demon Race, and it wasn't the Human Race Empress.

Then what on earth was hidden behind this kid?

Could it be some taboo left over from the previous epoch?

Thinking about how they had just been clamoring to pull this kid's tendons, a layer of cold sweat broke out on the backs of the seventeen Immortal Emperors.

Even their kneeling posture became a bit more humble.

And at this moment,

Gu Heng, who was regarded by everyone as a taboo existence, was stroking his chin, lost in thought.

He was not looking at the three earth-shattering big shots in the sky, but staring at the blue light screen that only he could see.

On the System panel, lines of data were flashing.

[Host's current Realm: Mid-stage Immortal Emperor]

[Current distance: 3,932,160 li]

Gu Heng calculated in his heart.

He looked up at the Dragon Ancestor, who was countless thousands of li away and only revealing a pair of eyes, and then looked at Di Shitian and Jiang Wanyin, who were suspended beyond the Nine Heavens, overlooking all living beings.

"This distance is at least several tens of millions of li..."

Gu Heng sighed in his heart.

He was now a Mid-stage Immortal Emperor, and although the range of his 'Passing By' was approaching four million li, to these God Emperor Realm powerhouses who projected their Divine Senses from beyond the sea of stars, he couldn't even touch their toes.

Furthermore,

the two above were still just Divine Sense Incarnations.

"As expected..."

Gu Heng said to himself, "The powerhouses of these heavens and myriad worlds are all of the same ilk; the more outrageously strong they are, the higher they stand.

Each one of them can't wait to run to the edge of the Universe to overlook the common people... This makes it very difficult for me..."

Gu Heng rubbed his brows, thinking of a countermeasure.

"I have to think of a way to use rhetoric to provoke them later, preferably tricking their true bodies or Divine Senses into this four-million-li range."

Gu Heng was pondering how to dig a hole for these big shots.

However, the situation above the firmament had changed again due to the Dragon Ancestor's fury.

"I have no interest in asking about the matter of the old loach."

Jiang Wanyin's voice rang out in the void. She lifted her chin slightly, her gaze fixed on the golden pupils deep in the sea of stars.

"Your Dragon Clan's The Chosen Son is willing to be a servant to anyone; that is your Dragon God Domain's family affair. But that kid in white below, I must take him away today.

No one can stop me."

Jiang Wanyin's attitude was very firm.

The blood-colored red rope directly shrouded the void around Gu Heng, isolating it from the Ancestor's gaze.

Hearing this, Di Shitian was not to be outdone.

He put away his previous cold smile, and blood-colored demonic thunder compressed in his palm, transforming into the projection of a dark red spear.

"Jiang Wanyin is right. A loach with impure blood is a treasure to you Dragon Clan, but this Emperor doesn't look at it."

Di Shitian licked his lips, his gaze locked tightly onto Gu Heng. "But the secret hidden on this kid concerns the great future plans of my Demon God Realm. He must belong to my Demon Race!"

The two God Emperors exerted pressure simultaneously, forcing the Dragon Ancestor to back down.

However,

the pair of golden pupils deep in the sea of stars erupted with an even more dazzling light.

"Presumptuous!"

The Ancestor's voice exploded. "This child is the Revered Master of my Dragon Clan's The Chosen Son! Regardless of what methods he used, since the contract is formed, he is connected to my Dragon God Domain's Luck.

His life and death are not for you two juniors to gossip about here!"

The Ancestor's protective attitude was very firm. To the Dragon Clan, a The Chosen Son recognizing a Revered Master was a great humiliation.

But if he were to be killed, it had to be the Dragon Clan themselves doing it to wash away the shame.

If they let an outsider take away the The Chosen Son's Revered Master in front of the Ancestor, how would the Dragon God Domain ever be able to hold its head high in the heavens and myriad worlds again?

Hearing the Ancestor's firm refusal, Di Shitian laughed in extreme anger.

"Hehe... Hahahaha!"

Di Shitian's laughter was mocking.

The six-winged demonic shadow behind him suddenly spread out, covering half of the dilapidated firmament.

"Old thing, have you slept for too long and lost your mind?"

Di Shitian's eyes became cold and sinister. "Do you really think that with just a cross-boundary gaze, you can issue orders here? I might as well tell you the truth: His Majesty, the Demon God Emperor of my Demon Race, has completely awakened in recent days!"

The three words 'Demon God Emperor' were uttered.

The Souls of the seventeen Immortal Emperors kneeling below were trembling.

That was the true faith of the Demon Race, an existence that had crossed the God Emperor Realm and touched upon an unspeakable Realm.

Di Shitian looked at the slightly fluctuating golden pupils in the sea of stars and let out a cold snort. "If you insist on going to war with my Demon God Realm and the Human Race's Divine Court simultaneously for the sake of a Lower Realm kid...

You wouldn't want your proud Dragon Clan to be completely wiped out in these Three Thousand Great Worlds, right?"

Bringing out His Majesty the Demon God Emperor was a blatant scheme. Once such an existence truly became enraged, let alone this dilapidated Lower Realm, even a top-tier Realm within the Three Thousand Great Worlds would be reduced to dust at the snap of their fingers.

The pair of golden pupils deep in the sea of stars flickered violently a few times.

The surrounding star projections flickered unsteadily, clearly weighing the options.

The Ancestor did not reply immediately.

The protective pressure that had originally shrouded Gu Heng loosened slightly.

Jiang Wanyin saw all of this in her eyes.

She only lowered her head, her eyes passing through the blood-colored halo and landing on Gu Heng.

"You are a smart person."

Her voice rang gently in Gu Heng's ears. "The Demon God Emperor wants the secret on you; he will tear you limb from limb and leave not even your Divine Soul. While this Revered Master only wants the person you have and your promise to serve the Divine Court."

"The Dragon Clan cannot protect you. Now, tell this Revered Master. What is your choice?"

All gazes,

at this moment, returned to Gu Heng.

The seventeen Immortal Emperors held their breath.

The Old Dragon King stopped trembling and pricked up his ears.

Di Shitian's blood-colored devil eyes stared at Gu Heng's lips.

As long as this kid dared to utter half a word favoring the Human Race's Divine Court, he would kill him on the spot, even at the cost of this Divine Sense projection.

At the intersection of three gazes capable of crushing eternity, Gu Heng still maintained that calm and relaxed demeanor.

He looked at the aggressive Jiang Wanyin in the sky, then looked at the Old Dragon King beside him who was facing a great enemy, and finally, his gaze swept across the group of Immortal Emperors kneeling on the ground.

After a few breaths.

Gu Heng seemed to have finally figured something out; his shoulders slumped slightly, and he let out a very light sigh.

"Fine, fine."

Gu Heng shook his head, his tone helpless. "Since this Revered Master Teacher insists on seeing your precious Disciple, I am not the kind of person who is unreasonable."

Hearing these words,

a trace of satisfaction flashed in Jiang Wanyin's eyes.

Those who know the times are wise; this youth can bend and stretch, he truly is a talent worth molding.

Di Shitian let out a cold snort, and the destructive devil spear in his palm condensed a few more points, preparing to strike the moment Gu Heng handed the person over.

Gu Heng slowly raised his right hand.

With a thought.

"Hum——"

The heaven-reaching tower erupted with dazzling dark golden light.

The Chaotic Primordial Qi entwined around the tower's exterior churned like boiling water.

The aura of the Divine Court's supreme treasure was pushed to the extreme, and the distorted space around it was forcibly smoothed out.

Immediately following,

a gentle immortal light appeared, paving a bridge of light condensed from Laws above the ruins.

"Tap."

A very light sound of footsteps came from the end of the light bridge.

The next instant,

the colors of the world seemed to be stolen by this figure.

Three thousand strands of black hair were casually tied up with a jade hairpin, revealing a long, fair neck.

Especially the aura emanating from her body: Early Stage Immortal King. And a kind of cold, detached, and unworldly quality.

The moment Lin Qingyue appeared, she frowned slightly.

Her silver-white eyes scanned the surroundings.

She first saw the land below that was shattered like mud, then her gaze swept across the seventeen Immortal Emperors and Demon Emperors kneeling in the void in humiliating postures.

When she saw the Thunder Emperor's face, which was purple with suppressed anger, a flash of astonishment crossed Lin Qingyue's eyes.

"What happened here?"

Lin Qingyue thought to herself. After Gu Heng came out, he sealed the space inside the tower, so she had no idea about the situation outside.

Now that she had come out to see, why did it look like they had just experienced an apocalyptic catastrophe?

Lin Qingyue pondered, raised her head, and her line of sight collided with Jiang Wanyin, who was stepping on the void barefoot.

Seeing that familiar face, a complex emotion flashed rapidly across Lin Qingyue's originally cold face.

She bowed slightly and whispered softly,

"Disciple Lin Qingyue... greets Revered Master."

Jiang Wanyin looked at Lin Qingyue below, who was unscathed and even had her cultivation improved, and her Divine Sense finally relaxed a little.

She nodded slightly. "Qingyue, come here to this Revered Master.

If that kid used any underhanded methods on you while in the tower, this Revered Master will surely make him lose his Soul today."

Hearing Jiang Wanyin's words, the kneeling Immortal Emperors nodded in their hearts one after another.

In their view, as the Revered Master Teacher's Personal Disciple and a high and mighty Prodigy goddess, being suppressed by Gu Heng, a guy of unknown Origin, in the heaven-reaching tower for so long, she must have suffered endless grievances and torture.

Now that her Revered Master had come, it was bound to be a grand scene of the victim striking back.

However,

the development of events was like a slap to everyone's face.

Lin Qingyue did not fly towards Jiang Wanyin immediately.

She maintained her bowing posture.

When she heard Jiang Wanyin wanting to make Gu Heng 'lose his Soul', a trace of panic flashed in those silver-white eyes.

Immediately after,

she turned her head and looked at Gu Heng, who was standing not far away.

The moment Lin Qingyue's gaze fell upon Gu Heng,

the cold, unattainable, and aloof temperament on her body melted like spring snow.

The seventeen Immortal Emperors watched with their own eyes as this peerless goddess, who had just suppressed the Myriad Races Geniuses on the Heaven Ranking and even made the Demon God Emperor look sideways, actually had a blush appear on her face.

Her eyes dodged a little, and after hesitating for a moment, she bit her lower lip gently.

Under the gaze of hundreds of thousands of eyes in the audience, she lowered her head slightly towards Gu Heng's direction.

In an extremely gentle voice, she said softly,

"Young Master..."

This 'Young Master' echoed in the silent world.

"???"

The Thunder Emperor opened his mouth wide, his chin almost hitting the void fragments.

He rubbed his purple eyes vigorously, doubting whether he was experiencing auditory hallucinations under the pressure of the Revered Master Teacher.

The Star Immortal Emperor had completely pulled out all his white beard, his cloudy old eyes full of dullness.

The White Bone Demon Emperor's mandible dislocated directly. Li Tiantu and the Red-Eyed Demon Emperor looked at each other in dismay.

"This is..."

"What is the situation?"