Chapter 197 Chapter 197 "Welcome His Highness Jiu Zhao back to the throne! ...
Just a few feet away, the void suddenly shattered.
The brilliance that was too bright to look at rushed out from the depths of the rift, interweaving together to form a virtual image that reached the sky.
The pressure was like a tide, sweeping across the entire venue.
The virtual image also quickly solidified from its hazy state, first the face, then the torso, gradually outlining the majestic figure of a woman.
The immortal soldiers with weaker cultivation bases were unable to even see her face and were instantly suppressed by an invisible force, falling to the ground trembling with fear.
Even powerful figures like Fu Xu and Zhu Yao, who were well-known in the Three Pure Heavens, were shocked and felt an inexplicable sense of awe as they knelt down and kowtowed.
"You idiots...are you still stubborn and unwilling to change your ways?"
The female statue spoke, and her grand voice seemed to travel through time and space, reaching the ears of every immortal and god present.
Even if one has never witnessed the appearance of the Ancestral God in person, no one can mistake the majestic aura that stirs immortal power and resonates blood.
After a brief moment of dead silence, Fuxu, the God Emperor, bowed and knelt, "Welcome the Ancestral God to come."
Among all the people who saluted solemnly, only Jiu Zhao stood with his shoulders straight, leaving a stubborn back.
Qiong Huang lowered his eyes to look at her, then looked at the faces in the distance that were either confused, astonished, or pious:
"In the past, when my divine power was exhausted and I was about to return to chaos, I was concerned about the future of my descendants. I feared that endless fighting between the two sides would lead to an irreparable blunder. Therefore, I used the difference between clear and turbid energy as the boundary, and through simple judgments of good and evil, I divided you into three races: immortals, demons, and humans."
Her voice, accompanied by a deep sigh, echoed in every inch of the Sanqing Heaven.
"Aside from the human race, who live and work peacefully in Yunsheng's world, the other two are my lifelong regrets...
"Whether you are an immortal or a demon, you are all my bloodline, we are one, so why should we distinguish between good and evil?
“True evil never originates from racial attributes, but from the heart.
"Those who commit evil are not guided, those who commit minor offenses are not given the opportunity to make amends, and are trapped in the wilderness for generations. Unable to escape, they harbor resentment, which accumulates and lingers, permeating the heavens and earth, strengthening the turbid energy of the Burning Sea of Karma. This turbid energy then gathers and attacks the mind and spirit—
"This cycle only deepens divisions, leads to endless hatred and depravity."
"Immortals are not entirely good, and demons are not entirely evil. The two races have been fighting for thousands of years, but who knew that the blood shed was that of our compatriots, and the wounded were all our own flesh and blood!"
Qionghuang's words were like the sound of a huge bell, carrying a deafening force that struck the hearts and minds of all the immortals.
The highest god they believed in personally denied the foundation of the opposition between immortals and demons, and admitted his original mistake.
The impact caused by this is far greater than the war between immortals and demons itself.
Several immortal generals who had just stiffened their necks buried their heads in their arms and stopped talking.
The others who had not expressed any remorse also fell into deep thought.
Knowing that his own strength was insufficient and it would be difficult to maintain his Dharma form for long, and seeing that no one was arguing, Qionghuang immediately scooped up a cluster of divine light and enveloped the standing Jiuzhao: "My last wish is that heaven and earth truly return to peace. Jiuzhao was born in the Three Pure Heavens and walked in the Burning Sea of Karma. He witnessed the lives of the people and felt the suffering of the world. He also possessed the divine power and karmic fire I left behind, balancing yin and yang. He is the only one who can currently carry the power of both races!"
"Today, in the name of the Ancestral God Qionghuang, I appoint her as the co-ruler of the immortal and demon worlds, to end the chaos and guide her back to the right path!
"Will you obey?"
The Three Pure Ones rely on faith to survive. Now that the ancestor god has spoken, who dares to disobey?
Yishan was the first to kowtow deeply, his voice trembling slightly: "I will obey the command of the ancestors!"
"Follow the command of the ancestors!"
After him, the sounds of generals and soldiers bowing their heads in obedience to the order continued to join in, forming a stream into a river and finally resounding through the sky.
Fuxu looked at the brilliant image of the ancestor god in the air, and his gaze moved silently downwards to Jiuzhao's resolute and calm face.
After a while, he walked in front of Jiu Zhao.
"I told you before, this position should be yours."
He said this softly, lifted his clothes and knelt down:
"The ancestral gods have decreed, the truth is clear, Fuxu is of little virtue and ability, and is willing to abdicate and let the wiser—"
"Your Highness, the Supreme God Fuxu, respectfully welcomes His Highness Jiu Zhao back to the throne!"
"Welcome His Highness Jiu Zhao back to the throne!"
"Welcome His Highness Jiu Zhao back to the throne!"
…
Amidst the resounding roars from the mountains, Jiu Zhao did not feel joy.
But it is the heavy responsibility and the unspeakable regret.
Qionghuang's Dharma body slowly dissipated behind her, as if it had never appeared.
A brand new road is paved under your feet.
…
Ascending to the throne of the Divine Emperor is only the beginning. The first things Jiu Zhao needs to face are two difficult problems that need to be solved urgently.
First, there was the question of the ownership of the Qingtian territory, three-quarters of which had been occupied by the demons. While the immortals had ostensibly submitted, the very mention of their homeland being taken away infuriated them. The demons, however, considered the lands they had won with blood the very foundation of their survival and would not easily relinquish them.
The second is how to deal with "traitors".
The Phoenix Clan was oppressed and schemed by the former God Emperor, which was understandable, and Jiu Zhao had pardoned them publicly.
But the Nine-tailed Fox Clan is different.
Not only are they closely knit, defying the monarch and following only the clan leader's lead, but even when they are conscious, they have repeatedly switched sides. With such wavering character, they must not be kept by my side and entrusted with important tasks.
Moreover, when fighting against the immortal soldiers who stayed behind in Yiqingtian, they, as the vanguard and main force of the demon clan, acted ruthlessly and slaughtered many of their former immortal compatriots.
The repeated betrayals by those close to you are far more unbearable than the schemes of your enemies.
Regarding this blood debt, all the immortals said, "This is intolerable."
…
There is no prison in heaven.
After the jailer who led the way opened the cell door and stepped back, Zhu Yan took off his hood and called out in a deep voice, "Father."
Chong Li sat leaning against the wall, his hair and beard disheveled.
He seemed to hear the young man's voice, but also seemed not to hear it.
After a long time without a response, Zhu Yan bent his knees and knelt beside him: "I have begged Zhao and Emperor to come to see you."
His beautiful eyes and eyebrows were filled with sorrow. He remained silent for several times before telling the truth:
"Now that the Emperor has succeeded him as the co-leader of the immortals and demons, he wishes to achieve peaceful coexistence between the two races. However, the Nine-Tailed Fox Clan's repeated betrayals and massacres are unforgivable to the immortals. The Emperor, mindful of the Nine-Tailed Fox Clan's large numbers, does not wish to commit the sin of slaughter. Therefore, he orders... that only you be executed.
"I came here today not only to see you again, but also to bring you a message from the Emperor.
"The Emperor said, if you are willing to confess your mistakes in public, she will... leave your body intact."
Asking the son to announce his father's death is cruel.
But Zhu Yan also understood that Jiu Zhao's move was just to make him and the entire Nine-tailed Fox Clan completely draw a line between themselves and their father.
Only in this way can the crime be attributed to one person and the rest of the tribe be spared from being taken out on and punished.
In a few short words, Zhu Yandao had a hard time.
Upon hearing the news of his own death, a hint of understanding flashed across Chong Li's eyes.
He didn't remain silent and suddenly spoke out, "So what if she was appointed by the Ancestral God himself? She, Jiu Zhao, is just a young girl. I used to scheme against Si Chen. Now she wants me to submit to her and confess my mistakes in front of all the immortals? Don't even think about it!"
Zhu Yan listened to his father's scolding without saying a word, his hands clenched quietly in his sleeves.
Unexpectedly, his attitude made Chong Li even more agitated, and he pointed at his nose and angrily scolded:
"And you! How could I have given birth to such a wicked child like you! Indecisive and emotional, you'd even abandon your father and your family for a woman!
"You're obsessed with romance all day long, you have no guts at all. Aside from your face, there's not a trace of me or your mother! I'm telling you, ever since I decided to embark on this path, I've never thought of turning back! I don't have a son like you who's been bewitched by a woman!
"Get out of here! I don't want to see you again!"
Chong Li's curses echoed in the small cell, extremely sarcastic and harsh.
However, Zhu Yan caught a glimpse of something strange in the deepest part of his excited and flickering eyes——
It was not anger, but urgency and a determination that was almost cutting.
Zhu Yan suddenly understood.
His father was not scolding him, but understood the intention of Jiu Zhaoxing's action.
...is protecting him.
Use the most decisive way to draw a clear line with him and separate him from the sinful identity of "Son of Chongli".
Do it for the watchers in the cell to see, and for all the immortals to see.
Zhu Yan had always believed that his father was a scheming man who could weave one lie after another to achieve his goals without batting an eyelid. He could abandon Zhu Yan, the child born to his beloved daughter, in the mud and allow him to be bullied and oppressed by Meng Chu and the Princess of the Gods.
But at the last moment, all he could think of was to use this method of self-desecration and severing ties to secure a chance of survival.
When you can't hate, it's hard to love.
Zhu Yan felt as if his heart was placed in boiling water. He endured the gradually increasing pain as it was cooked inch by inch until it was cooked through.
Chongli seemed tired of scolding.
He reached out to slap him.
The heavy chain rattled, and just as it was about to touch the young man's face, his pale wrist seemed unable to bear the weight and was pulled down - so Chong Li's palm only patted his shoulder lightly.
“Go away.
"Going back to your good days as Jiu Zhao's lover—
"From now on, even if I die, I will come here to pay my respects!"
Zhu Yan looked at his father's face which was twisted with excitement, and at his white hair which had slipped down his temples in just a few dozen days and could not be hidden.
In the end, she said nothing, but just looked at him deeply.
One glance, and another glance.
He immediately turned around, lowered his face, remained silent, and walked out of the cage step by step.
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