Chapter 195 Immortals Ascend, Even the Seven Stars of the Big Dipper Have Arrived. ...

The Zhenxiao Bell is only rung when the Netherworld encounters a major crisis and needs to seek help from the celestial beings in the Heavenly Realm.

In all the years that Daju has ruled the Underworld and the Heavenly Realm separately, the last time the Zhenxiao Bell rang was because Bitao, that madman, advanced in the Underworld, causing the celestial spirits of the Nine Heavens to flow back and triggering the Zhenxiao Bell to ring on its own.

This time, the bell was rung just when the Emperor of Fengdu was not in the underworld. Could it be that there is a rebellious army in the underworld?

The Great Decree summoned the Earthly Fiend King back to his side to spare him from being struck by chaotic lightning, but he did not rush to return to the Netherworld immediately.

The Underworld is not like the Celestial Realm, where a random Star God can easily rebel and throw everything into chaos.

If the celestial realm were a country, its generals would each possess their own armies and be self-reliant. Once they began to rebel, it would be like trying to hold down a gourd only to have another pop up. Any random "star deity vassal king" could put the "capital" in grave danger.

Even though the Underworld under the rule of the Great Ruler, like the Heavenly Realm, has branches in all realms, it can at most be considered a "royal palace".

The imperial palace does indeed encompass many palaces, each with its own servants performing their duties. However, the "Earthly Fiend Guards" of the imperial palace are in the hands of the Fengdu Emperor, and the servants of the other palaces want to rebel against the heavens.

Sorry, but the heavy "palace gates" could easily expose them all.

Within the main hall of the Grand Palace, the Nine Netherworld Palace, a miniature Mustard Seed Star Realm is placed in the main hall of the "Imperial Palace." If any ghost official rebels, he will be immediately aware of it before even stepping into the Gate of the Underworld.

Now, someone is using underhanded methods to ring the Zhenxiao Bell while he is away, just to lure him and the Earthly Fiend King back to the Netherworld.

Da Ju crossed his arms and glanced back at his subordinates, who were licking their lips in ecstasy, seemingly still enjoying the delicacy of the Immortal-Reversing Food. He thought to himself, "They've really lived a long time."

He encounters all sorts of new things, and there are even people who dare to play tricks right under his nose, trying to fool him like a fool.

To put it bluntly, isn't it just that the person who stirs up trouble is afraid of his Earthly Fiend Ghost Army?

Tsk. He hasn't even summoned his ghostly soldiers and generals yet.

Daju looked up at the sky, continuing to watch the rare celestial "liveliness."

He was genuinely curious: what other major event could happen? Could someone really turn the world upside down?

At this moment, lightning flashed across the sky, thunder roared, immortals ascended to heaven, and the heavenly thunder generals were almost all killed or wounded, leaving only the few thunder kings beside Bitao.

Because there was no guiding thunder to form the Five Thunder Formation, restraining and guiding the Five Thunder to gradually bestow the immortal position, after the immortal position ascended above the clouds appeared, what greeted them was a fierce wind and thunder cannon that could kill the newly ascended immortal position. Thunder and lightning swirled around.

The clouds were churning so violently that even from such a distance, Bitao and the others could instantly see who was the first person to ascend to the clouds.

—It's Mingguang!

"It's Immortal Mingguang!"

Among the lesser immortals on the Six Imperial Platforms of Chongxiao, one excitedly shouted, "Immortal Mingguang has ascended to heaven!"

After seeing the bright light clearly, Bitao's pupils suddenly dilated to their maximum size.

Her gaze was fixed on Lei Chen's tall figure, who remained calm and composed despite his anger and rage. She watched as the graying hair at his temples, which she had last traced through the Silver River Net, returned to its inky black color.

Look at the fine lines etched by time around his eyes and brows, smoothed out by the lightning, like decay giving birth to something new, like withered wood coming back to life.

His golden eyes, brighter than the blazing sun, glanced towards the Six Imperial Platforms of the Heavenly Palace. His golden form, a symbol of dignified power, looked down upon all things.

In just one glance, Bitao's heart was suddenly gripped tightly by a pair of large hands. Her blood stopped flowing, and her breathing ceased abruptly.

As she looked at it, her vision began to blur.

If longing could materialize, Bitao would wish she could transform into a sky full of lightning, dancing and leaping joyfully around the figure above the clouds.

According to the time conversion in the celestial realm, she and Mingguang had only not seen each other for a few days.

But in the past few days, she had experienced illusions and dangers, struggling and repeating herself at the end of a long period of despair. She finally managed to climb ashore, but the world began to turn upside down. Every moment of her life was filled with oppression and intrigue.

She felt that the past few days had been so long, as if she had experienced a lifetime of change. Looking at Mingguang's familiar profile, she felt a strange and unsettling feeling.

Lightning enveloped and covered the bright light, which sat knee-high on the clouds, receiving the baptism of the five thunderbolts.

Soon, in just a few breaths, the figure of the immortal appeared again above the clouds.

As soon as this person appeared, a bolt of out-of-control lightning swept towards his face. However, he grabbed the condensed sword in mid-air and slashed it fiercely, splitting the lightning in front of him in two!

Someone else exclaimed, "Ahhh! It's Yun Chuan Celestial Immortal! He ascended to immortality just five breaths away from Ming Guang Mystic Immortal!"

Next comes the time for the fairies to cheer after surviving the ordeal.

The difference between the immortal positions that ascended to the clouds one after the other was at most less than half a cup of tea.

"Wow! It's the Ice Mirror Immortal!"

"Huh? Ice Wheel Celestial Immortal has returned from her tribulation! Her immortal rank has risen again!"

"Tai Chi, Tai Chi, Little Blind Tai Chi! The ruthless man who could create an immortal position and didn't even blink when he castrated himself is back! My God, he's so heroic and beautiful!"

Bitao's vision had blurred several times, but upon hearing the shouts about Tai Chi, she quickly suppressed her soreness and looked over.

Indeed, she is quite heroic...and beautiful.

Tai Chi has never been a handsome, elegant, or traditionally dashing man; he has always been very human.

After ascending to immortality, he became Bitao's attendant. His robes were not the light and elegant colors favored by the immortals. He often wore short clothes with a knife bag across his waist and legs, a simple outfit that suggested he could draw his knife and dissect someone at any time.

He's also quick to resort to violence at the slightest disagreement, which only makes him seem more tyrannical.

But now, having experienced the trials of life, that tyranny and unruliness have been concealed within the sharpness of his eyes and brows.

He ascended into the clouds in a black robe, with a sword pouch wrapped around his shoulders, forming a circle like armor. His long hair was tied up high, and he wore a gold-plated mask that only covered one eye. Instead of concealing the gray-white eyeball, the mask framed the eye, making his regrettable "imperfection" appear as a strength.

He was like a young general with "heavenly stones" embedded in his eye sockets, and because of this, he was "miraculous" and invincible.

This caused more than just a stir among the immortals; even Bitao (a peach blossom) didn't recognize him anymore.

Bitao's eyes were red, but she couldn't help but laugh. Taiji was very rough; he sometimes didn't even shave. This must have been Mingguang's doing.

Mingguang has always loved tinkering with random "little junk" since he was a child. It's probably because he spent too many years in the mortal realm and had nothing to play with, so he started messing with the people around him. Just like when he was a child, he was afraid that his mother would find out that he was "wasting his time on playthings," so he had to put all his effort into messing with the peach branch figurines.

After Taiji appeared, he first looked around the ruins of Juntian, his expression becoming increasingly cold and stern. He saw Bitao from such a distance and subconsciously took a step in her direction. His expression was obscure and difficult to discern under the cover of Lou Jin's mask.

But he only took that one step before retreating and moving closer to Mingguang, following Mingguang's instructions to form a formation to block the excessive ferocity of the Five Thunders.

—Next is Guanghan, who was transformed from a "wandering courtesan" into a Taoist saint.

The fairies had already seen what Guanghan looked like in the Silver River, but when they saw him in his flowing white robes, with no color on his body except for his lips which were faintly blood-red, they couldn't help but gasp in amazement.

Lei Feng lifted his pure white long hair and wrapped it around his pure face as he tilted his head slightly and opened his lips to encourage him to listen. He looked as if he had been formed from a lotus flower from a snow mountain.

From her hair to her pure white shoes, she exuded an air of innocent purity, as if she were untouched by the world.

Under the lightning, he neither dodged nor avoided, seemingly unaware of the pain. Sensing the burning heat in his palm, he slowly raised his hand, and the magic weapon belonging to the Southern Dipper Star Lord, the Southern Dipper Star Orbit, appeared and disappeared until it completely solidified.

The moment the magical artifact took shape in Guanghan's hands—the distant and heavy aura of the Southern Dipper constellations above the clouds suddenly surged outwards, even temporarily clearing away the chaotic thunderbolts.

The immortals above and below the clouds felt their hearts suffocated by this heavy pressure.

"Heavens... Has the Moon Goddess... returned to the position of the six constellations of the Southern Dipper?"

Looking at the six stars of the Southern Dipper held in Guanghan's hand, the Six Chun Sikong Star Lord of the Dipper Central Platform exclaimed in shock, "He is not any of the six stars of the Southern Dipper... He, he is Emperor Wenchang?"

As soon as the immortal finished speaking, the immortals erupted in uproar.

The Six Star Lords of the Southern Dipper is actually a collective term for the six star lords of the Southern Dipper.

Guanghan's elders told him that he had inherited the position of the Six Star Lord of the Southern Dipper.

In reality, when Guanghan returned to the position of the star deity, she found that all six stars of the Southern Dipper had a star lord in charge, namely the six star lords of destiny, fortune, longevity, increased lifespan, calamity relief, and birth, who governed the stars of the Southern Dipper. There was no place for her.

They didn't respect his authority at all, and simply put him in a desolate palace to be worshipped, and forbade him from touching the star-track artifacts.

Guanghan was bewildered and even suspected that there was a problem with the inheritance, so she had no choice but to go down to the mortal realm to compete again and fight for a place in the celestial realm.

Now that he has finally been restored to his rightful place as a star deity and regained control of the star orbit artifacts of the six stars of the Southern Dipper, everyone has realized that he is not the Southern Dipper star deity after the merging of the heavens.

Guanghan's elders, seeing his frivolous and dissolute nature and his extremely poor talent, knew that he would never be able to control the six stars of the Southern Dipper in his lifetime. Therefore, they never told him that he was the successor of the ancient Wenchang Emperor, who was in charge of the six stars of the Southern Dipper.

But since they had raised him themselves, the elders couldn't bear to send him to the Starry Sky Realm. They secretly prayed to the Southeast Heavenly Venerable of Good Fortune and Destiny to grant him a blessing and extend his life. They only wished that he would accept a portion of the offerings from the Wenchang Emperor and live a carefree and happy life.

He was never told that the way to reclaim the position of Emperor Wenchang and take charge of the six stars of the Southern Dipper was to abandon everything and gaze upon the stars.

But now, by a twist of fate, Guanghan has experienced life and death, lost her five senses and seven emotions, and even severed her past life—finally she can see the five elements of the human world and see the laws of heaven and earth. Guanghan has finally been certified as the successor of Emperor Wenchang.

Bitao smiled slightly, feeling fortunate for Guanghan and happy for Zhankui, who had been worried about her.

At this very moment, Zhan Kui, who was engaged in a fierce battle with the Vermilion Bird Star God, naturally also discovered Guang Han's return to heaven and her attainment of her position.

He was even knocked off mid-air and fell to the ground by his overwhelming spiritual pressure, transforming back into human form.

She could sense that the inheritance of the Southern Dipper constellations in her sea of ​​consciousness was being taken away from her, but Zhan Kui had already transformed into Zhu Jiuyin, so even if the inheritance of the six Southern Dipper constellations was taken away, it would not weaken her power in the slightest.

After landing, Zhan Kui threw the Vermilion Bird's true form, which she had already bitten to death, on the ground, spat out, and said, "You smell like a stinky bird!"

Zhan Kui said to Xuan Jia, who was still in Xuanwu's true form, "My Guanghan is back! I need to go and see. Zhuque is dead, and Baihu is barely alive. You can play by yourself!"

As Zhan Kui spoke, he transformed into a spirit and sped off towards the direction where Bi Tao was located on the Six Imperial Platforms of Chongxiao.

According to Zhan Kui's personality, she would fly up to the clouds and snatch Guang Han directly. However, Zhan Kui saw that Ming Guang was in the clouds and the tribulation of lightning had not ended yet. Zhan Kui did not dare to snatch someone and cause trouble under Ming Guang's nose. She had no choice but to find Bi Tao first and occupy a good angle to watch the ascension!

La la la la, Guanghan is finally back!

Zhan Kui didn't care at all whether he was the Southern Dipper Star Lord or the successor of the Wenchang Emperor. Even if Guang Han was still a good-for-nothing, she could just take care of him!

Zhan Kui was only eager to share a romantic encounter with him.

She had considered finding someone else; the Prison Palace still held many criminal dragons from the Mountain and Water Tribe who hadn't been sentenced yet. If she wanted, she could even use her original form.

But she just wanted the moon, this obsession that "nothing else compares to the clouds of Wushan" was driving her crazy and making her lose her mind!

As soon as Zhan Kui left, Xuan Jia turned to look at the clouds. Lightning flashed like a waterfall, and her friends gathered and ascended one after another.

With a powerful stomp of her foot, Xuanjia stomped the White Tiger Star God into the ground.

She also transformed into human form and landed on the ground. Zhan Kui was gone, and she no longer wanted to "play" anymore.

After Xuanjia transformed into human form, she didn't rush back to the Six Imperial Platforms of Chongxiao to watch the excitement. She was happy for her friends who had ascended, but unlike Zhan Kui and Bi Tao, she didn't have anyone she cherished who was waiting for to return.

It's good to be happy for them from afar.

Xuanjia planned to take this opportunity to find out if there were any other trapped immortals. Now that the immortals had passed away and there was no one to guide them, the lightning was striking wildly, and the other immortals might be accidentally injured. Even the sword cultivators from Penglai had returned to the Queen Mother of the West's side, so no one was searching for them. Xuanjia went to search.

Her shell is as thick as the earth, so she is not afraid of being struck by lightning.

Xuanjia then turned around and released his divine sense, searching for any remaining immortal positions amidst the raging lightning.

Inspired, she hadn't walked far when she found a celestial maiden in front of a collapsed palace.

She and Zhan Kui were chasing the White Tiger Star God and the Vermilion Bird Star God when they somehow ended up at this collapsed Immortal Emperor Palace.

The fairy maiden's injuries weren't too serious, but she was terrified by the earth-shattering scene. She squatted in the corner of the collapsed Immortal Emperor's palace, trembling, completely forgetting to escape. She didn't even know that the others could meet up with her by escaping to the Six Imperial Platforms of Chongxiao.

Xuanjia moved the collapsed beams and pillars as easily as removing a tree branch.

Just as he was about to reach out to pull the fairy maiden, he heard a rustling sound and a strong aura of ghosts.

Xuanjia turned his head to look, but saw nothing unusual.

The White Tiger Star God died not far away. As for the Yin Ghost aura, it was probably the Ghost King under the command of the Fengdu Emperor, who was devouring rebellious immortals everywhere.

Xuanjia didn't pay attention and turned his head to continue pulling the fairy.

The fairy maiden had probably witnessed Xuanjia and Zhan Kui's brutal killing of the White Tiger and the Vermilion Bird Star God. The look in Xuanjia's eyes was one of extreme fear—as if she were watching a Fiend Demon climb into the sky!

Xuanjia: "...I...I...will not...kill...a...fellow...immortal."

Xuanjia spoke and explained in a gentle voice.

But the fairy maiden didn't get any better; she let out a howl and fainted.

Xuanjia subconsciously touched her face. Bitao always praised her for being pure and beautiful. Was she really that scary?

However, at this moment, Xuanjia also sensed that the aura of the Yin ghost was becoming increasingly intense, right behind her.

Xuanjia is not afraid. Even if the Earthly Fiend Ghost King has a blood-red maw that can devour the sky, it cannot swallow Xuanjia, the incarnation of Xuanwu.

During the battle, Xuanjia was always in a state of half-playing and half-distracted.

Although her offensive capabilities are not particularly strong, her defensive capabilities are unmatched throughout the Nine Heavens and Myriad Realms.

Even if the celestial realm were to truly be overthrown, she could simply find a secluded pond to sit in, and no one could do anything to her. Perhaps the "new ruler" would even have to beg her to continue serving as the Xuanwu Star Goddess.

Even though he could smell the ghostly aura right behind him, Xuanjia turned around slowly and deliberately.

She thought to herself that the Earthly Fiend King really coveted her soul, so she could be generous and let him smell it for a while longer.

Then Xuanjia turned its head and was met with—a huge, blood-red maw that could blot out the sky.

ah?

Do we really want to try eating the Xuanwu incarnation god?

The gaping maw, churning with ghostly energy, snapped shut with a bang—Xuanjia stood rooted to the spot, too lazy to even flinch or dodge.

The plan was to be swallowed and then transform back into its true form, so that the demon's belly would burst open, teaching it a lesson.

As a result, the demon's gaping maw closed in front of Xuanjia, and what it swallowed was not Xuanjia, but the White Tiger Star God who had somehow gotten up with his tattered body and was about to launch a sneak attack on Xuanjia!

After the giant mouth swallowed the White Tiger Star God whole and slowly rose upright from the ground, Xuanjia realized that this ghost was not the Earthly Fiend Ghost King at all!

She tilted her head slightly, and the ghostly figure grew taller and taller, never revealing a human form; it was a colossal creature formed from a cloud of ghostly mist.

The only part of its body that resembles a "human" is a pair of incredibly large, scarlet eyes, incongruously embedded at the "top" of its flat, wide body.

It condensed to a height equivalent to three stories before stopping, like a sea monster that blots out the sun, climbing onto land. Its pair of scarlet ghostly eyes looked down at Xuanjia while simultaneously releasing countless ghostly energies that spread in all directions like claws, digging out and capturing the remnants of dead immortals from the cracks of various collapsed buildings to devour.

Like a gluttonous monster standing tall and proud.

What is this... thing?

Even the usually composed Xuanjia was speechless.

She met those scarlet eyes and finally became wary, because out of the corner of her eye, where her divine sense reached, Xuanjia discovered that this behemoth had not yet fully "stood up".

It lies prone, its body stretching endlessly.

Its body was like a river, covering many ruins in the celestial realm and stretching all the way to the direction of the Great Peach Tree in Juntian.

Its enormous body flowed across the ground, fearlessly devouring the remnants of immortal souls amidst the chaotic lightning strikes.

Even if a part of its flat body is occasionally struck by lightning, it doesn't care at all, simply tearing it off and throwing it away, letting that piece of "flesh" be reduced to ashes by the backlash of the five lightning bolts.

Xuanjia thought with trepidation, "It's so big. If it really swallows her, even if Xuanjia transforms into its true form, it probably won't be able to burst it."

Xuanjia wondered how long her Xuanwu true form's tortoise shell could withstand the corrosive effect of its dense, choking ghost energy.

...She's probably met her match.

Bitao and the others certainly didn't know what was happening here. If they had known, they would have rushed over long ago. Xuanjia stared at the ghostly eyes that were pitifully small compared to his body, pondering the possibility of successfully calling for help by stretching his neck and howling.

The possibility is very low, right? After all, with immortals ascending to heaven, the thunder is too frequent and too loud...

Xuanjia swallowed hard and decided to take the most difficult route, using her clumsy tongue to "reason" with the other party.

After all, the Grand Tutor of Fengdu and his group, along with the celestial demons, no matter how powerful they are, must listen to him, right?

Before Xuanjia could even speak, the enormous creature in front of her "pulled out" the little fairy she had tried to save earlier. Its ghostly "tentacles" dragged the little fairy to its gaping maw, ready to devour her.

Xuanjia disregarded everything else and shouted anxiously, "No!"

These two words were spoken very quickly, without any hesitation.

The enormous creature paused, and its wide-open mouth suddenly closed into a very small one.

Xuanjia said, "No...you can't...eat...me...we...are...allies..."

Ugh! That was so difficult.

Xuanjia wanted to say that it was one thing for you to consume those remnant souls, but those remnant souls had no chance of returning to their original state. Not even those at the celestial level.

But we can't swallow the entire immortal position whole!

But she couldn't speak fluently, and her face turned red as if she were furious.

Those scarlet eyes darted around and actually slowly put the fairy down.

He even pushed towards Xuanjia to indicate that he hadn't eaten.

Xuanjia was surprised.

Then the enormous creature suddenly let out a hissing sound.

Its body began to twist and deform, seemingly no longer obeying his commands, and began to struggle and break free, turning into countless... humanoid figures!

A mutilated human form!

It turns out that it wasn't humanoid, but a monster made up of countless incomplete humanoid figures piled together!

Those red eyes were just the "ringleader"!

A chilling wind howled, and ghostly energy spread everywhere. In this world, all the ghosts roared and howled!

The ghosts began to rebel because their leader had repeatedly refused the "food" that was offered to him!

The broken-off ghostly energy opened countless gaping mouths, all tearing towards Xuanjia. Xuanjia suddenly transformed into the true form of Xuanwu, dispelling the power of the Star God.

But before she could attack, she saw countless ghostly "tentacles" extend from the scarlet eyes, emitting chilling "roars" as they tore off and swallowed all the newly formed bloody mouths!

It is eating its own "companions".

Its scarlet pupils, while devouring the remnants of the rebellious ghosts, also swirled and gurgled as they looked toward the true form of the Xuanjia armor.

For some reason, Xuanjia sensed something... guilty in the way it was devouring itself.

The black armor transformed into its true form, and it could now look those red eyes in the eye.

The Xuanwu's true form leaned forward, its small, beady eyes meeting the massive, red eyes of the demonic being. Both of their gazes froze for a moment...

Its gaping maw was still devouring itself, and the chaotic, ghostly sounds squeezing out of its throat were impossible for even immortals to discern.

That's—my older sister.

--elder sister.

--elder sister!

"Who's calling for my sister?" A ghost king, who was particularly perceptive and a master of ghostly spirits, picked at his ear and said, "Your Majesty, I heard a ghost calling for my sister?"

Emperor Daju of Fengdu was shocked by the unprecedented spectacle of more than seven hundred people ascending to the top of the clouds in one go.

Daju had also seen Yinhan Gu before and knew that Mingguang was scheming to gain merit from the immortal positions around him, planning to take everyone with him when he ascended to immortality.

But what kind of mindset is needed to calculate the merits of more than seven hundred people so precisely?

As soon as the Ghost King spoke, Daju shouted, "Get lost!"

"Someone actually called me 'sister'..." the ghost king said, sounding rather aggrieved.

Meanwhile, a ghost king beside him, who specialized in stinking lungs and was exceptionally skilled at distinguishing breaths and scents, said, "Your Majesty, I think I can smell the stench of the remnants of the River of Oblivion."

Da Ju: "...You two are hallucinating from eating immortal thrones. Where did all these ghosts come from in the Heavenly Realm? Where did this stench of the River of Oblivion come from...?"

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty! Your Majesty—"

"Your Majesty—"

Several ghost officials who shouldn't have been in the Heavenly Realm stumbled and fell to the foot of the Six Imperial Platforms of Chongxiao, kneeling with their heads raised. They cried out to the Emperor of Fengdu, "Your Majesty, something terrible has happened! The guards of the Eighteen Hells have gone mad and released all the tortured ghosts! Some of these ancient ghosts, whom we couldn't capture, are attempting to break through the Reincarnation Platform and be reborn in the mortal realm. Please, Your Majesty, return to the Underworld with us immediately to oversee the situation!"

Another ghost official beside this one added insult to injury: "Moreover, the evil spirits of Purgatory attacked indiscriminately, breaking the binding array of the River of Oblivion. The River of Oblivion flowed backward past the Emperor and past Fengdu. Now... some of the conscious remnant ghosts have joined together and flowed backward through the teleportation array set up by the Emperor to the Heavenly Realm, where they are now devouring immortal positions everywhere!"

"Huh? What?!"

Da Ju could barely understand what his subordinates were saying!

What's the difference between this and someone telling him that a child set the house on fire while the adults were away, burning down the houses and killing the neighbors?

The Emperor of Fengdu's expression suddenly changed!

The Emperor of Fengdu transformed into ghostly energy, leading the Earthly Fiends and Ghost Officials straight to the formation beneath the Great Peach Tree of Juntian.

Halfway there, he saw the River of Oblivion flowing backwards, and his blood and qi instantly flowed backwards as well. He raised his hand and used his ghostly energy to grab the River of Oblivion below, which was "ravaging the heavens"!

The tangible remnants of the River of Oblivion were suddenly lifted into the air—

Finally, after devouring the remnant soul within him that wanted to harm his sister, he managed to get close to his sister's "enormous body." Only then did he activate a wisp of ghostly energy, touch the Xuanjia tortoise shell, and like a chick being lifted up by an eagle, he let out a "whoop" and was lifted into the air.

"Gurgle, gurgle..." The anxious "ghostly words" squeezed out of the enormous creature's throat were still incomprehensible to Xuanjia.

But the Ghost King, who was flying in mid-air, suddenly spoke up: "See, I told you someone was calling me 'sister'!"

"Isn't that the one leading the charge the one who was brain-dead, refused to be emperor, and threw himself into the River of Oblivion to die? It's amazing he hasn't lost his consciousness yet. And who is he calling 'sister'..."

The Emperor of Fengdu had no time to care about any sister or anything like that. He grabbed the remnant ghosts led by Wangchuan and headed towards the teleportation barrier made of the great peach wood. Along the way, he peeled away the "Wangchuan" that covered the heavenly realm like peeling off a ripe pancake.

The Ghost King, smelling the remnants of immortal souls in the River of Oblivion, said jealously, "You dead ghosts, you've really gotten a good meal this time! It wasn't a wasted death..."

The "red-eyed" leader who was going against the tide kept looking in the direction of Xuanjia, making ghostly howls.

Xuanjia slowly turned its long neck, looking in the direction where the red eyes had been taken away.

Although she couldn't understand the ghost language, she recognized those eyes.

Those eyes, though their color has changed, still look at her with eternally gentle tenderness.

She recognized him; it was her Prince Xianyun, her beloved Prince Enrong.

Xuanjia watched until the Emperor of Fengdu and a group of Earthly Fiend Ghost Kings, carrying her little Enrong, disappeared under the giant peach tree in the sky before slowly withdrawing her gaze.

Xuanjia transformed into a human, his face already streaked with tears.

Time has passed and things have changed; it feels like a lifetime ago.

Xuanjia originally thought that she and Enrong, one a Xuanwu Star God and the other a Ziwei Star in the mortal realm, were destined to never see each other again, even in life and death.

But who can tell her why Enrong shouldn't be living a good life as the Emperor in the mortal realm? Why did he die and was punished by being sent to the River of Oblivion?

Xuanjia immediately transformed into spirit and rushed towards the Six Imperial Platforms of Chongxiao. Bitao had been to the Underworld and had a good relationship with the Emperor of Fengdu and the others, so she might know what was going on.

At this very moment, on the Six Imperial Platforms of Chongxiao, the Emperor of Fengdu left, his eyes fixed on the peach blossoms above the clouds, and his expression suddenly changed.

The ascension to immortality had ended, and the roaring tribulation above the clouds had temporarily subsided. However, the immortals who had returned to heaven to assume their positions did not descend from the clouds. Instead, many soldiers and generals suddenly appeared above the clouds.

These soldiers and generals are all celestial beings, but not newly ascended ones; they are soldiers and generals from the Ministry of War of the Nine Heavens.

The clouds were densely packed and piled up to the sky, each one clad in armor and wielding a divine weapon. Their sheer number blocked out the sun and reached the clouds, a dark cloud pressing down on the city!

They were clearly from the star realm where Mingguang and the others ascended, or rather... they were the ones who guided Mingguang and the others back to heaven to attain their positions.

The expressions of the various immortals also changed, especially the two Six Ding and Six Jia gods of the Ministry of War.

Among them, the most impatient was Yang Shen Yu Nan Luo Hui, whose voice was icy: "These are the heavenly soldiers stationed in various realms by the Ministry of War. Who has privately mobilized and gathered these heavenly soldiers?!"

"Who else could it be?" said the Yin Goddess beside him. "Didn't you see the other Six Ding and Six Jia Gods, all lined up in front of the soldiers?"

"Why..." Luo Hui stopped mid-sentence, as if a boulder was stuck in his throat.

Have the generals of the Ministry of War also rebelled?

“It’s not just the Ministry of War.” Zhu Ming walked to Bi Tao’s side and pointed to the group of people in special robes who stood proudly in the clouds and were surrounded by a dense group of soldiers. “Those are not soldiers from the Ministry of War, but the Tai Sui God of the year.”

Bitao turned her head to look at Zhu Ming. Of course, she also recognized the Tai Sui gods of the year. The successor of the Gengwu Tai Sui god who almost killed her in the second competition was wearing a robe embroidered with magic arrays when he was being punished.

She was simply incredulous.

She frowned and asked Zhu Ming, "Isn't it true that even when the God of the Year returns to the Heavenly Realm to visit his relatives, someone must take his place to stand guard, otherwise it will cause time chaos in all realms and the collapse of the human calendar...?" The immortal positions summoned by the Guixu Order do not include the God of the Year who must stand guard for a certain period of time.

Zhu Ming smiled bitterly: "If the Heavenly Realm is in such a state, who will care about the mortal world..."

However, the deity in charge of the year disregarded the common people and left his post to appear in the heavens, and that wasn't the end of it.

When the last few figures appeared in the clouds, the immortals on the Six Imperial Platforms of Chongxiao were so shocked that they were numb.

—The Seven Stars of the Big Dipper in the Dipper Division—Part Six.

Besides the Fourth Xuanming Wenqu Star Lord already by Bitao's side, the First Yinming Tanlang Star Lord, the Second Jumen Star Lord, the Third Zhenren Lucun Star Lord, the Fifth Danyuan Lianzhen Star Lord, the Sixth Beiji Wuqu Star Lord, the Seventh Tianguan Pojun Star Lord... all gathered in the clouds of the Nine Heavens. ①

All the heavenly soldiers and generals surrounded and protected Mingguang and more than 700 other immortals who had passed through the tribulation of lightning and returned to heaven to assume their positions. They faced off against Bitao and the others on the Six Imperial Platforms of the High Heaven.

Bitao's expression was blank.

"Hmph..." The Queen Mother of the West spoke first, chuckling at the current situation in the midst of complete silence.

She said, "The Seven Stars of the Big Dipper have all come out. Anyway, I can't beat them. I, a sword cultivator from Penglai, am not going to give up my life like this."

She turned to look at the Eastern King Duke and said, "Why don't you summon some demon army? Taking an unconventional approach might work."

The Eastern King Duke, expressionless, hovered in mid-air in the form of a head, looking at the Western Queen Mother and saying, "The lives of the demons of Penglai are also lives."

"The Seven Stars of the Big Dipper are directly under the command of Doumu Yuanjun of the Dipper Department. Apart from Doumu Yuanjun, even the Azure Emperor would need a reason that no one else could accomplish if he wanted to mobilize the Seven Stars of the Big Dipper."

The Eastern King asked, "How many years have passed since the last successor of Doumu Yuanjun perished during her tribulations?"

"More than four thousand... almost five thousand years, right?" said the Queen Mother of the West.

The Eastern King Duke asked solemnly, "Could it be that a new successor to the Doumu Yuanjun has appeared?"

When faced with a crisis that can be overcome, everyone will be on high alert and ready to act at any moment.

However, faced with this situation where there was absolutely no chance of winning, a sense of nonchalant acceptance permeated the atmosphere among the immortals.

When it snows or rains, you can use an umbrella to avoid the elements.

The sky has fallen, there's no way to avoid it, we can only let the earth catch it.

If someone can mobilize the Heavenly Army, which is fixed in all realms, make the Year God ignore the changing times, and command the Seven Stars of the Big Dipper, then whoever it is, if they want to overturn the Heavenly Realm, then let them overturn it.

The Immortal Emperor's Palace has collapsed, where else can we turn?

The fact that Qingming and the Heavenly Dao of Myriad Realms have not yet returned at this time suggests that their fate has run out and their rule is about to end.

Just as the immortals gave up the fight, the First Yin-Yang Star Lord of the Big Dipper stepped forward and spoke: "We have been ordered to return to the Heavenly Court by the decree of Guixu. To punish the rebellious immortals and restore the order of Heaven—where are the rebellious immortals?"

As soon as the Star Lord of Greed finished speaking, the little immortals of the Six Imperial Platforms of the Heavenly Palace cheered.

"Excellent! Excellent! It's the immortals who have returned to aid and protect the Heavenly Realm on the orders of the Return to the Void!"

"Phew... I'm alive! I'm alive!"

"The Seven Stars of the Big Dipper have all arrived, so everything is finally over, right? Immortal Bitao no longer needs to use the sundial!"