Celestial Court.
Clouds roiled thickly, majesty all around.
At the end of the golden staircase, on the imperial throne, sat a somewhat lazy silver-haired figure.
Ye Junlin propped his head on one hand and said casually, “Everyone, any important matters to report lately?”
Every so often, the Celestial Court held an important meeting that required his decisions. It was somewhat interesting at first, but eventually, it grew boring.
“Report to the Celestial Emperor, a large group of alien races has entered the Holy Realm illegally, burning, killing, and looting in many places, causing great suffering among the people, stirring up resentment, and severely affecting morale. Should we, the Celestial Court, intervene to rein them in?”
A celestial officer stepped forward and bowed respectfully.
“Hmm? This is happening?”
Ye Junlin sat up straight, his eyes flashing with a cold glint like a sharp blade.
So they thought his words were nonsense, huh? Even some ragtag people dared to run into his territory and cause trouble!
They were asking for death!
“Report! The Wind Thunder Sword Emperor’s son, Han Xing, requests an audience!” came a sudden shout from outside.
Ye Junlin’s gaze flickered. He remembered this person, but he had no idea why he was here now.
“Bring him in!”
“Yes!”
In an instant, a disheveled and somewhat dejected young man was brought to the center of the Great Hall.
Upon seeing the silver-haired figure on the throne, Han Xing could no longer bear the pent-up emotions within him, collapsing to his knees and crying out, “Please, Celestial Emperor, help my father!!!”
Seeing this once-glamorous young heir reduced to such a state overwhelmed Ye Junlin, and upon hearing those words, an ominous premonition began to stir in his heart.
“What happened to your father?”
“Reporting to the Celestial Emperor, not long ago, a group of alien cultivators invaded my Han family’s territory, plundering our precious resources. My father was injured by those ruffians, and in a fit of anger, he called on the Celestial Court’s name…”
With a heavy heart, Han Xing began to recount the events.
Ye Junlin’s expression darkened further, especially after hearing that Han Qiujian killed one of their thugs in a rage, only to be swarmed and ultimately perish in a tragically miserable way. His anger surged violently, and his eyes brimmed with killing intent!
“Please, Celestial Emperor, help my father!” Han Xing cried, tears streaming down his face as he knelt, voice hoarse.
He once despised Ye Junlin for ruining his playboy lifestyle, but now, he desperately hoped Ye Junlin could avenge his father, even at the cost of his life.
The atmosphere in the Great Hall was oppressive and heavy.
Everyone’s expressions were grim, their hearts filled with pent-up rage.
These outsiders were utterly lawless!
Ye Junlin’s eyes turned ice cold, his voice chillingly calm, “If that’s the case, I’ll let them see what real rules look like!”
His tone was firm and authoritative, brimming with undeniable intent.
These alien cultivators hadn’t sought trouble with the Celestial Court directly, but their actions were a slap in his face, and as the ruler of the Celestial Court, he couldn’t just sit back and allow it!
“Tong Wudi!”
“Present!”
Tong Wudi looked serious and bowed.
In the entire Celestial Court, only Ye Junlin dared to call him ‘Little Boy’; the other celestial officers had to refer to him as the undefeated Holy Emperor.
“Convey my decree: all alien cultivators entering the Holy Realm must adhere to the rules established by the Celestial Court. Anyone who disobeys can be executed on the spot as an example!”
As Ye Junlin spoke, he summoned a golden decree, writing vigorously as terrifying Saint Aura swirled around him, emanating an immense sense of pressure.
After a moment, Ye Junlin waved his sleeve.
That golden decree flew out as if it had a mind of its own, containing unimaginable terrifying power.
Tong Wudi, being a Saint, sensed the formidable nature of the decree.
He carefully caught the golden decree, a hint of reverence crossing his handsome face.
“Understood!”
Immediately, Tong Wudi tucked away the decree and left in a hurry, unable to contain his excitement, feeling like he was about to unleash his powers.
Before long.
A grand voice boomed across the land, amplified by multiple formations, echoing throughout every corner of the Holy Realm.
“Heaven above, the Celestial Emperor proclaims: you alien beings shall not misbehave in the Holy Realm and must strictly follow the rules established by the Celestial Court.”
“Violators will be executed without mercy!”
Tong Wudi stood at the pinnacle of the clouds, holding the decree aloft as he proclaimed.
At that moment.
The Holy Realm erupted in an uproar.
Countless cultivators rejoiced and felt invigorated.
Great! The Celestial Court has spoken!
The alien beings were momentarily stunned, then erupted in anger.
“We’re not looking for trouble with your Celestial Court, yet you dare to meddle in our affairs?”
“Hmph, do you really think everyone needs to care about the Celestial Court’s face?”
“Someone get that talker down here and let the Celestial Court see what we’re made of!”
“Exactly! If we don’t show it some color, it might really think this Holy Realm is under its control!”
Sarcastic jeers rang out one after another.
Most of these alien cultivators had at least a Half-Saint level of cultivation, and their identities varied greatly, ranging from lowly cosmic raiders and slave traders to disciples of some Undying Holy Sect and members of Saint lineages.
They were all extremely arrogant, dismissing the Holy Realm’s top-tier figures, not to mention the Celestial Court’s ruler, in their eyes, was nothing.
Moreover, with the Nine Nether issuing the ultimate destruction order, this world, including the Celestial Court, was marked for annihilation. To them, this was merely the difference between dying sooner or later.
Seeing Tong Wudi publicly announcing a decree, their expressions turned filled with disdain and contempt!
In the next moment.
Breath after breath erupted from various locations.
“Lowly natives, get down here!”
A tall man wielding a huge axe, with beastly features, roared furiously.
His blood energy surged like a dragon, his raw power could shatter planets, boasting a cultivation at True Saint Eight-fold.
But…
Tong Wudi remained calm, a mocking smile playing on his lips, “I’ve been waiting for you!”
Simultaneously, he produced the golden decree from his hand.
The golden decree shot out, radiating blinding light, an overwhelming pressure sweeping over everything.
“This…”
The tall man’s expression changed drastically as he sensed the danger, swinging his giant axe in desperation.
However, against the power released by the golden decree, his attack was virtually meaningless, instantly rendered to nothing.
“NO~!!!”
The tall man, terrified, began to flee with all his might, yet under that force’s impact, he turned to dust, his last cry filled with despair.
Countless onlookers witnessed this scene, their hearts shaken.
“Hmph, just a mere decree dares to act tough before us?!”
“Everyone, attack together!”
Clearly, most of the alien cultivators were incited and moved to retaliate against the Celestial Court’s prestige.
They couldn’t believe that a mere decree could suppress them!