After saying that, Xiao Tianzuo pointed to the magnificent hall and then left with Luo Bailian in a flash.
It wasn't that he couldn't enter the hall, but he was afraid that if his master's fiery temper flared up and a fight broke out, he, a mere Refining Realm cultivator, might get accidentally injured. So he figured it was better not to go in.
Zhiyang was also a little puzzled as to why the boy who had led the way had run off after arriving at the palace, but he didn't think much of it and walked toward the main hall.
The main hall wasn't particularly grand, but it was by no means small-minded either. The color scheme wasn't the traditional gold, but rather a deep purple.
For some reason, even before stepping into the hall, Zhiyang felt enveloped by a heavy aura, causing him to involuntarily lower his head.
Tap! Tap! Tap!
The surroundings were completely silent, except for the sound of iron boots stepping on the thick glass and jade slabs. Zhiyang even felt as if he was going to the execution ground.
The threshold that was once so close, easily crossed in a single step, now seemed incredibly distant. One could not overstep one's bounds and must approach it step by step, like an ordinary person.
In a few breaths, Zhiyang arrived at the threshold of the palace. He took a deep breath to calm his bad mood, lowered his head and then raised it again, taking a firm step forward.
In an instant, the blurry scene inside the hall became clear. He looked at the dragon throne in the heavenly position and saw a handsome young man with a refined and elegant appearance sitting on it.
This startled him slightly, because the handsome young man sitting on the dragon throne also raised his eyes to look at him.
Those were deep, unfathomable eyes, within which a sacred purple aura surged, revealing no emotion whatsoever.
But in the next instant, he felt an immense divine might envelop him, and an irresistible, domineering will struck his heart, causing him to tremble slightly.
"How dare you! Now that we have seen His Majesty, how could we not bow!"
A loud, rough voice rang out beside Zhiyang.
It was like a torrent piercing through the last line of defense in Zhiyang's heart. The originally stunned Zhiyang's knees buckled under this loud shout, and he knelt on one knee on the glass-like jade.
At this moment, Zhiyang's forehead was covered in fine sweat, and he turned his head in a daze to look at the source of the sound.
But what he saw was a majestic god general, as imposing as a mountain, staring at him with wide, angry eyes, as if a thousand troops were charging towards him.
The Giant Spirit God was enraged that Zhiyang was looking at him instead of bowing to Zhou Xingdou, and the two Xuanhua axes in his thick hands erupted with boundless ferocity:
"You little thief, how dare you disrespect His Majesty! I will execute you today!"
As Zhiyang looked at the Xuanhua axe aimed straight at him, he forgot his peak initial cultivation level and watched in extreme fear as the axe cleaved towards his head.
At this critical moment, a detached heavenly voice resounded from the imperial throne:
"Giant Spirit, stop!"
To the ears of the Supreme Yang General, this detached celestial voice was like the most beautiful sound in the world.
As the sound faded, the Xuanhua axe, which had been cleaving the heavens and earth with the force of splitting Mount Hua, suddenly stopped, its blade, gleaming with murderous intent, resting three inches between Zhiyang's eyebrows.
The giant spirit looked at the dumbfounded Zhiyang General, snorted disdainfully, put away the Xuanhua Axe in his hand, returned to his original position, and said nothing more.
Only now did Zhiyang dare to breathe deeply. Cold sweat almost soaked his back. He felt that if he had been a fraction slower, his head would have been split open by Xuanhua's axe.
"Zhiyang, what brings you to my Desolate Heavenly Dynasty today?"
A cold female voice echoed in the hall.
Upon hearing the somewhat familiar voice, Zhiyang regained his senses and looked up at the throne again, only to find that a woman was standing beside it.
Empress of Huangtian!
Zhiyang narrowed his eyes. The Desolate Empress was standing beside the throne, but the one sitting on the throne was a man, which filled him with many doubts.
Could it be that the man sitting on the throne is the key to the Desolate Heaven Empress killing Ye Xuan and Su Tong and reclaiming the Desolate Heaven Dynasty?
But why didn't the Celestial Venerable foresee this person's existence before?
At this moment, Zhiyang's arrogance had been shattered, and he respectfully bowed his head to the Desolate Heaven Empress:
"Greetings, Empress! Congratulations on your triumphant return to the Desolate Heaven Dynasty!"
"Don't call me Empress anymore. I am no longer the Desolate Heaven Emperor. You can call me the Desolate Heaven Consort."
Empress Huangtian spoke indifferently. She knew Zhiyang Jiang, but they were not close. Ten thousand years ago, Zhiyang Jiang was even more respectful to her than he is today.
Having said that, the Desolate Heavenly Empress raised her hand towards Zhou Xingdou, who was seated on the throne, and continued:
"This is the current master of the Desolate Heaven Dynasty, and also my husband, the Desolate Heaven Star Emperor."
Guided by the Desolate Heavenly Empress, Zhiyang General dared to look at Zhou Xingdou, who was sitting on the throne, once again.
Looking at Zhou Xingdou, Zhiyang felt that even his own Supreme Celestial Venerable could not compare to him in terms of temperament and aura.
Because Stephen Chow only needs to sit on the throne, without saying anything, without making any movements or expressions, to make people feel that he is the only, supreme god in the world!
This made him kneel down without hesitation, prostrating himself in reverence and shouting:
"General Zhiyang pays his respects to the Desolate Star Emperor!"
Zhou Xingdou remained expressionless. He had originally thought that he would need to use some methods to make this Supreme Yang General submit, but he did not expect that he would be so humble without doing anything.
It must be known that this was a peak-level being, comparable to Ye Xuan, the former Xuan Emperor of the Desolate Heavenly Dynasty, and a confidant of the Supreme Heavenly Venerable among the three supreme beings of the Four Heavenly Sacred Domains. Yet now, he was bowing down to him with utmost respect, which was somewhat dramatic.
Could it be that his domineering aura has matured, and now, with just a slight release, he commands respect from all directions?
Although his thoughts were numerous, they were but a fleeting moment, impossible for others to discern. Zhou Xingdou simply raised a finger slightly, and a detached, heavenly voice resonated:
No need for formalities.
With Zhou Xingdou's permission, Zhiyang stood up, but then Zhou Xingdou's voice rang out again:
"What business does your master have sending you here?"
Zhiyang was filled with trepidation. He immediately bowed his head and said, having just straightened up:
"The Celestial Venerable knows that the Empress, no, the Desolate Heavenly Consort, has been resurrected and has reclaimed the Desolate Heavenly Dynasty, so he sent me to offer my congratulations."
In the eyes of the current Supreme Yang General, the reason why the Desolate Heavenly Empress was able to be resurrected and take revenge is probably because of the man sitting on the throne now.
He could sense that the Desolate Heaven Empress's cultivation was still in the initial stage, but he could not sense the man on the throne, which proved that this Desolate Heaven Star Emperor had already surpassed the initial stage.
Moreover, it is a Daoist existence that has not yet merged with the Heavenly Realm, because once it merges with the Heavenly Realm, the other Heavenly Venerables will definitely sense it.
It seems that the Supreme Celestial Venerable miscalculated; the one who truly reached the Dao End Realm was not the Desolate Heavenly Empress, but this Desolate Heavenly Star Emperor.
The true ultimate state of Tao!
Thinking of this, Zhiyang felt incredibly excited, and his gaze towards Zhou Xingdou became even more reverent, because this held an infinite attraction for all beginnings.
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