The Purple Star God Emperor clenched his hands into fists in his sleeves, his knuckles turning white.
He walked slowly down the jade steps, and with every step he took, a golden lotus grew under his feet.
When he came to the Qiankun Instrument, nine giant dragons crouched down at the same time and let out a low roar.
"Investigate!" His voice was not loud, but it shook the entire Divine Court. "Immediately find out who did this!"
"Could it be that Wei Xiang is still alive?" A rare look of fear crossed the graceful face of the Nine Heavens Goddess. "We saw her imprisoned in the God-Slaying Tower with our own eyes. By now, she should have... perished."
The God of Destiny unfolded a star map in the sky.
"Your Majesty, please look, the location where the God-Exterminating Talisman appeared is exactly the same as the Four Imperial Immortal Realms that suppressed Wei Xiang back then. This is definitely not a coincidence."
The Purple Star God Emperor gazed at the star map, and the divine light in his eyes surged.
He suddenly raised his hand, and a golden light shot towards the top of the hall.
The constellations in the dome moved in response, and countless stars began to rearrange themselves in an attempt to deduce the mysteries of heaven.
"The secret of heaven has been obscured."
After a moment, he withdrew his hand, his face as gloomy as water.
"Someone is deliberately hiding something."
Just then, there was a commotion outside the Qiankun Hall.
The Thousand-Eyed God hurried into the hall and knelt on one knee.
"Your Majesty, news has arrived from the lower realms: a strange phenomenon has appeared in the Four Imperial Immortal Realms. Immortal energy is turbulent within a thousand miles, and three immortal mountains have already collapsed!"
The gods were shocked when they heard this, and memories of the catastrophe five million years ago came flooding back like a tide.
At that time, Wei Xiang destroyed twelve of the thirty-six heavens with just one god-killing talisman. Countless priests perished and the Divine Court was severely damaged.
"Immediately order the Four Imperial Realms' Attendant God Palace to investigate what exactly is going on!" The Purple Star Divine Emperor made a prompt decision. "Lord Siming, you will handle this matter personally."
After a slight pause, he glanced at the gods, his tone having regained its former majesty.
"The rest of the gods should return to their positions and strengthen the defense of the Divine Court."
The gods obeyed the order and left, but a shadow hung over everyone's heart.
Their departing figures appeared particularly solemn in the bright divine light of the Qiankun Hall, as if they had foreseen an inevitable disaster.
When the hall returned to silence, the Purple Star God Emperor stood alone in front of the Qiankun Instrument, staring at the rolling dragon ball.
Strange runes appeared on the surface of the dragon ball, which were exactly the same as the God-killing Rune created by Wei Xiang five million years ago.
"Wei Xiang..."
The God Emperor murmured softly, with an imperceptible tremor in his voice.
"If it is really you who has returned, the Divine Court will never make the same mistake again this time."
On the outermost observatory of the Divine Court, a vague figure watched all this quietly.
He was playing with a rune that was exactly the same as the one on the dragon ball, and a meaningful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
When Lord Siming left the divine palace on his cloud, he looked back at this eternally glorious center of heaven.
The dragon pattern on the Tongtian Divine Pillar seemed to come alive and gave him a warning look.
He was startled and left faster. The golden light of the divine palace behind him was gradually obscured by dark clouds.
…
The Temple of the God of Servant stands on the Jiuxiao Yujing Peak, the highest point in the Four Imperial Immortal Realms. It is carved from a whole piece of innate spiritual jade and is as white as snow.
The roof of the hall is covered with glazed golden tiles, and each tile is engraved with ancient dust-avoiding divine patterns, which emit colorful halos in the sunlight.
There are nine hundred and ninety-nine steps in front of the hall, each of which is inlaid with star sand from different small worlds. If a mortal steps on one step, his life can be extended by a hundred years.
Mo Lin was standing on the "Zhou Tian Xing Zhu Tu" in the center of the main hall. This huge picture, drawn with the stars as the pen and the Tao rhyme as the ink, was the hub connecting the Four Imperial Immortal Realms with the three thousand worlds.
Suddenly, there was a commotion outside the hall.
"Palace Master! Something strange is happening in the sky!"
A guard in golden armor rushed in in a panic, forgetting even the etiquette.
Mo Lin frowned and was about to scold, but suddenly he felt a pressure coming down from the sky that made his soul tremble.
He walked out of the hall quickly, and the scene before him made even this Lord of the Gods, who was used to big scenes, gasp.
The originally clear sky was now torn into a crack that spanned the sky. Chaotic energy surged in the crack, and purple-gold thunder was wandering around the edge of the crack.
What’s even more terrifying is that the fairy energy in the entire fairy world is boiling, as if it is afraid of something.
The ancient fairy tree on the Jiuxiao Yujing Peak moved without wind, and the collision of its leaves made a crisp sound like jade chimes.
"Is this... the Divine Court passage?"
Mo Lin muttered to himself, and the fingers in his sleeves trembled unconsciously.
He had served in the Temple of the Gods for millions of years, and had never seen the true bodies of the gods in the temple descend. He had only seen projections of their images or oracles.
Suddenly, a brilliant golden light shot out from the crack. The light was so bright that the immortal birds and spiritual beasts within a radius of thousands of miles fell to the ground.
A figure gradually emerged in the golden light——
The man was wearing a black divine robe with a pattern of stars in the sky embroidered on it. Each star was moving on its own, as if carrying a piece of the universe.
A purple-gold token hung around his waist, and he stepped on a ninth-grade lotus platform. A golden wheel of merit floated behind his head, and in the golden light, one could vaguely see the birth and death of countless worlds.
What makes people most afraid to look directly at is his face. Although they see it clearly, they forget it in the blink of an eye, as if they are facing the laws of heaven itself, which is not something that the body of an immortal or god can bear.
Only those eyes, like the eternal cold stars, can see through the past and the future.
"Lord Siming..."
Mo Lin's heart was shocked, and he immediately knelt on the ground with his forehead pressed against the ground.
He had the good fortune to have seen the image of Lord Sima Ming, so he recognized him at a glance.
All the servants behind Mo Lin collapsed to the ground, and a few of those with weaker cultivation even fainted.
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