Dragon Tamer
Chapter 1359 - 1363: The Pantheon of Immortals

Chapter 1359: Chapter 1363: The Pantheon of Immortals

Fortunately, the cultivation base of Zhu Minglang’s few dragons had all reached a bottleneck. He had always relied on the favor of the heavens and unparalleled luck to advance in his cultivation, and once such luck was obstructed, it greatly affected Zhu Minglang’s progress in cultivation.

What Prime Spirit, what Immortal Seed, what Rare Spiritual Roots—they would all have nothing to do with him!

A fine set of Vast Luck Shackles!

What an impressive skill you have!

Don’t let me catch your misdeeds... I’ll have you...

Huh, why should I let myself be butchered so easily?

I am also a god who oversees the immortal paths of others!

He indulged the demon fox in deceiving the mortals, even creating such a gruesome massacre in the temple. Not only had I witnessed it myself, but there was also the Weaver Star as a witness, and the Quenching Bead as physical evidence...

The proof is irrefutable!

"You won’t let me comfortably ascend? Then I’ll bind your immortal fate as well!"

"Proceed with the trial!"

Zhu Minglang was fuming, almost forgetting that he himself was also a god—a god tasked with inspecting the heavens and examining other gods.

Any crimes committed by gods fell under his jurisdiction!

...

Upon entering the Immortal Court’s Dream Hall, Zhu Minglang surveyed his surroundings.

Whoa!

Was this still the Dream Hall he knew? It felt as though he had accidentally stepped into an Immortal Hall where countless gods convened. Every one of those statues radiated golden light and no longer bore the lifeless aura of the past!

The transformation was so vast that for a moment, Zhu Minglang thought he had come to the wrong place.

Previously, this place resembled a small, declining court, with only a handful of officials, and the workers could be counted on one hand.

But now, gods had assembled here, and all were Golden Immortal statues. Just a glance revealed that these were Daluo Golden Immortals and Holy Ancestor Buddhas from various Sky Fields—their divine and immortal forms were frightfully high-ranking.

Upon entering, Zhu Minglang noticed that the Dream Hall seemed to be embroiled in a dispute over some matter. Presiding over the hall was a single jade statue—the only one not veiled by immortal mist. Zhu Minglang could clearly see the statue’s features.

It was Queen Xuanmu!

The goddess who had been paired with him a century ago!

The first to notice Zhu Minglang’s divine statue awakening was also Queen Xuanmu. She turned her head to look at the statue in the main hall with an expression of incredulity!

The God of Fuchen, treated as a Buddha for worship but having shown no signs of awakening for a century, had unexpectedly revived today!

In truth, during these hundred years, Xuanmu had managed to develop Dragon Tail Mountain significantly and had even acquired abilities similar to those of the God of Fu Chen through the divine powers of her queenly position, thereby leading this Dream Hall.

Initially, Xuanmu’s divine form was not high-ranking, nor was she the legitimate God of Fuchen. She had always portrayed herself as a helpful assistant and divine representative.

Through her own means, she continuously elevated the reputation of Zhu Minglang’s lifeless statue, exaggerating him into a divine being of unfathomable power, extraordinary mystery, and unparalleled authority—a Celestial Emperor of Sky Inspection.

People’s reverence and faith still eventually returned to this intangible and elusive God of Fu Chen. As Queen, Xuanmu established her own immortal sect under her divine title. Whether Zhu Minglang, the God of Fu Chen, truly existed had become irrelevant to her!

"You... Why are you..." Xuanmu was in the appearance of a jade statue at this moment, but Zhu Minglang could well imagine that her real self must have an expression akin to seeing a ghost.

This was Zhu Minglang’s first entry into the Immortal Hall after a century. He had no idea it would turn out to be such a scene.

Had Xuanmu gotten this formidable now?

Why had she, in these hundred years of his absence, raised the ranks of this place to such heights? This made Zhu Minglang feel as though he were a small mortal who had accidentally barged into a Heavenly Court gathering of the elite!

"Ahem, I have matters to handle," Zhu Minglang said, realizing that all the big shots of the Immortal Court’s Dream Hall were staring at him.

Even the smallest official at the barely visible outskirts of the Dream Hall had a cultivation base higher than his current one, yet here he was, seated at the main hall’s desk as though he were a ruler who had not graced the court with his presence for a decade—suddenly proclaiming his return.

Zhu Minglang realized he had made a hasty entry into the Dream Hall this time.

But since he was here, he couldn’t backtrack.

Mysticism, he must maintain an air of mysticism.

And he needed a highly convincing reason.

Xuanmu was equally tense at this moment, deeply worried that the century-long atmosphere and faith she had cultivated would collapse due to Zhu Minglang’s sudden intrusion!

After all, to Xuanmu, Zhu Minglang, the God of Fuchen, had long since turned into an ornamental plaque—a mere pedestal to her own divine proclamation!

Fortunately, Zhu Minglang had always been a master of quick adaptation and impeccable acting. Even though his mind was currently more muddled than the swirling immortal mists in the Dream Hall, he composed himself, spoke calmly, and said directly:

"Immortals, bring forth the Heavenly Soul of one person: Jiu He, High Priest of the Temple from Juntian’s City of Ten Thousand Miles—Jiu He!" Zhu Minglang demanded.

He neither asked questions nor spoke nonsense, diving straight into the matter. When accidentally thrust into an unfamiliar and unsettling setting, especially one where everyone around you is confused, adopting a calm and commanding tone to guide their actions often compels others to follow suit.

Zhu Minglang was certain of one thing—this had to be his original Dream Hall, ordained for his role as the God of Sky Inspection. Here, he was the sole deity, and all the immortals present were obliged to operate under the purview of his divine authority!

Indeed, as soon as he spoke, the Golden Immortal statues present straightened their postures, not daring to ask questions or voice doubts. The matter they had been arguing about was immediately abandoned.

"This Jiu He is the master of the Earth Temple God!"

"His true form must be at the Solar Corona Level. Are we truly going to examine the Heavenly Soul of such a god?"

"The God of Fuchen rarely reveals himself, yet his manifestation today heralds an interrogation of the Sun-Crowned Earth Temple God’s master..."

The gathered immortals whispered among themselves, astonished. They had been worshiping this deity for ages, yet as soon as he showed himself, he set about a major act—summoning the Heavenly Soul of a Sun-Crowned Immortal!

This Jiu He was no small-time figure!

Among those present were immortals from Juntian’s Horizon, who understood better than anyone that Jiu He was no less than the God of Thousands of Gods belonging to the Earth Temple!

A truly extraordinary individual was being summoned today!

Calling forth a Heavenly Soul required a bit of time, but given the profoundly high realms of the present gods, the Heavenly Soul could traverse millions or even tens of millions of miles daily. Thus, summoning Jiu He’s Heavenly Soul took no more than the time it took for a stick of incense to burn.

During this incense-burning period, Zhu Minglang remained silent, refusing to utter even half a word, nor allowing Xuanmu to ask him a single question.

Mysticism—mysticism had to be preserved to exert sufficient deterrence!

Still, there were some immortals with mischievous intentions who cautiously tried to probe.

One such figure, also a Golden Immortal, had a slender build and an impressive, dignified presence.

"Just now, we celestial beings were discussing the matter of Emperor Heaven’s lands and the god Lu Gui, who is acclaimed as the God of Hundred Seas. Yet his actions have caused Dawn’s people in the Imperial Heaven’s Countries to suffer from tsunamis and torment by Malevolent Water Dragons... We are unable to ascertain the character and deeds of this Lu Gui. May the Superior God Fuchen enlighten us," the scheming Golden Immortal said.

Zhu Minglang fixed his gaze on the Little Golden Immortal and remained silent. He did not utter a single word.