Within the Xuantian Dao Sect, a large open space has been cleared out today in the central area beneath the sect's three peaks. The long-sealed Xuantian Altar is now radiant with light, its divine runes and seals intertwined, connecting heaven and earth.
At the closest point to the Xuantian Altar, there are five exquisite and prestigious seats.
At the very center of the seat, Hades, clad in heavy, dark blue armor, sat upright. An extremely profound and mysterious aura enveloped the entire seat, and his heroic face remained utterly indifferent, without the slightest emotional fluctuation.
Beside Hades, the white-haired, silver-haired Underworld Protector sat in the second seat, while the ordinary-looking Underworld Prince, as a junior, stood to the side, staring at the Xuan Tian Altar, seemingly waiting for someone to appear.
On the left side of the Hall of Hades was an elderly man in plain clothes with a hunched back. His face was covered with wrinkles, his eyes were slits, and he looked very old.
But behind this old man was a beautifully patterned crimson-gold divine sword, radiating a sword intent that could pierce the heavens and earth, making it impossible to look directly at him.
Upon seeing this sword, one can be certain that this person is from the Sword Domain. Beside the old man, who is quite frail, stands a young man whose appearance is not handsome, but rather somewhat clownish, even less so than the ordinary-looking Prince of the Underworld.
Although the young man stood ramrod straight, there was a hint of nonchalance in his expression. His robe was ill-fitting, much too large for his size, and hung to the ground, covered in dust.
On the right, however, was an old acquaintance of Zhou Xingdou, the seat of Yin Yang Cave Heaven. Bai Yulong, who was no longer arrogant, stood there obediently, with a harmless appearance, and spoke very attentively to the person sitting in the main seat.
Currently, the Holy Land of the Universe and the Yin-Yang Grotto-Heaven have formed an alliance and are busy with the defense of the Primordial Beginning Line, so the Lord of the Yin-Yang Grotto-Heaven naturally has no time to bring Bai Yulong here.
The person sitting in the main seat of the Yin-Yang Cave Heaven was a man who looked to be in his forties or fifties. Strangely, his hair was black on one side and white on the other, even his eyebrows and beard were the same.
Those eyes were the same as Bai Yulong's, one black and one white, yin-yang divine eyes. At this moment, they were looking at Bai Yulong, but what flowed from those yin-yang divine eyes was not the meaning of yin and yang, but a feeling of loving kindness.
The two last seats on either side of the five prestigious seats belong to the Buddhist Domain and the Divine Martial Sect.
The Buddha Realm was originally assigned a seat in the Yin-Yang Grotto Heaven, but the Heavenly Buddha Venerable Jingtai strongly refused, seemingly unwilling to be too close to the Underworld Palace, and ultimately chose the last seats on both sides.
As for the Divine Martial Sect, being a powerful force, it was not originally qualified to sit at the same table as the Immortals of the Four Directions.
However, it has a good relationship with the Xuantian Dao Sect. Moreover, the Zhou family has now left the Chuyuan. Although they took away the subordinate forces of the Taishi Dao Domain, the subordinate forces of other domains still remain.
Today, the young master of the Zhou family was crowned as the Dao Son of the Xuantian Dao Sect. The Shenwu Sect was essentially representing all the affiliated forces, and the Zhou family, who had left the initial stage, was attending the ceremony. Naturally, it could not be done according to common sense, and the other four immortals had no objections.
However, the number of people from the Divine Martial Sect present today is the largest among the five factions, with a total of five people.
Yuan Tian goes without saying, but now that he has advanced to the Supreme Realm, he did not take a seat today, but stood on the left and right of the Sect Master of the Divine Martial Sect.
The three people seated on either side of the throne were Tianhui, the Daoist who had once dominated the Great Yan, and the other appeared to be an ancestor of the Divine Martial Sect.
Sitting in the main seat of the Divine Martial Sect was a man who looked only middle-aged. Unlike the two Divine Martial Ancestors beside him who were dressed as Taoists, this man was dressed in a white close-fitting outfit, and his eyes under his broken eyebrows contained a sense of vicissitude that did not match his appearance.
If you look closely, you will find that the middle-aged man's exposed neck and palms are covered with shocking scars, and there is even a tiny indentation around his neck, which looks like a wound that has healed after being beheaded.
Following the five prestigious seats were various forces, including the Fang, Li, and Ning families, who were all affiliated with the Xuantian Dao Sect. Although they wielded considerable influence in their respective territories, they were insignificant compared to the Xuantian Dao Sect, the Four Immortals, and even the Divine Martial Sect.
The disciples, inner and outer sect law enforcement officers, elders, and others of the Xuantian Dao Sect all gathered on both sides of the Xuantian Altar today to witness this important event of their sect.
Ning Yue was naturally among them. Although she was acting as the agent for the affairs of the Nine Profound Peaks, she was still not qualified to approach the Profound Heaven Altar, because it was a place that only the true peak masters, Dao masters, and Dao disciples could set foot in.
Buzz!
A brilliant light shone on the Xuantian Altar, and Xuanjizi, who had been missing for a long time, finally appeared. As soon as his figure, surrounded by Dao principles, appeared, the void groaned in sorrow, and the previously noisy sounds immediately disappeared.
The people who were discussing the matter with great interest suddenly fell silent, and countless eyes turned to the ethereal figure on the Xuantian Altar.
The people in the five prestigious seats, some with their eyes open and closed, others with their gazes focused, all had their attention on Xuanjizi.
But then Xuanjizi smiled slightly and cupped his hands in a gesture of respect towards the five seats:
"I was busy with clan affairs and only just managed to get away. I apologize for any neglect you all have caused."
It was inevitable that some polite words would be spoken, although even if they were spoken, those who didn't know the truth would still be dissatisfied. However, at this time, no one would express their dissatisfaction in front of everyone, otherwise it would be a slap in Xuanjizi's face.
Moreover, those who are able to attend the ceremony of the Xuantian Dao Sect will naturally not care about such trivial matters.
Even the extremely dissatisfied Underworld Protector merely pursed his lips and didn't say anything more.
However, today's protagonist is not Xuanjizi, the Dao Master of Xuantian Dao Sect, but now that Xuanjizi has appeared, today's protagonist should also make his appearance.
Sure enough, not long after Xuanjizi finished speaking, a thunder dragon suddenly rose into the sky.
Boom!
A thunderclap suddenly resounded in all directions, followed by a detached voice, seemingly possessing the majesty of heaven, that exploded with the thunder:
"I am deeply honored that you seniors and peers have come to pay your respects to me."
Lightning flashed everywhere, and dark, ominous clouds, carrying the will of heaven, covered an area of hundreds of miles above the clear sky.
boom!
roar!
One after another, pillars of heavenly punishment lightning rose up from all around the Xuan Tian Altar with a roar, and countless phantom images of giant elephants roared and stomped the earth in the void, while the power of stars transformed into endless starlight and splashed it all over the world.
At this moment, all sorts of strange phenomena surged towards the sky above the Xuantian Altar, and a tall and slender figure slowly emerged amidst them.
At this moment, all the immortals from all directions, various forces, and the vast number of disciples of the Xuantian Dao Sect present were attracted by this figure.
Amidst all the strange phenomena, Zhou Xingdou, clad in the Heavenly Punishment Thunder Emperor Armor, took a step forward, causing the surrounding space to tremble. His handsome face remained utterly indifferent.
Those silver-white eyes, filled with purple aura, were completely calm, only endlessly deep, and with the divine might surging between his brows, he seemed like a god descending to earth to punish on behalf of heaven.
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