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Chapter 229 - 226 Empress, Thank You!

Chapter 229: Chapter 226 Empress, Thank You!

His footsteps halted.

He turned around!

Looking at the respectful posture of the old zombie, her crimson lips parted slightly.

"The Heavenly Demon Realm might descend anytime now, but it will be within these few years."

"Though I find the Yuanyang Cult distasteful, eight or nine out of ten of their disciples and elders are gentlemen devoted to protecting the common folk and slaying demons and devils."

"They can be destroyed, but they should be allowed to serve their purpose before annihilation."

The woman chuckled softly, yet her eyes were filled with a chill.

"I see, with the descent of the Heavenly Demon Realm, the Yuanyang Cult will certainly commit all their strength to the battle, because that is their path of cultivation."

"So Her Holiness, why not personally persuade His Majesty? Are you worried that he might misunderstand?"

Su Yao turned around and resumed her steps, her silhouette soon disappearing into the mist formed by the fragrant herbs.

Only a low whisper, heavy with complex emotions, drifted slowly in the air.

"It’s not that. Among the countless living beings in the world, the only one who can persuade Hui is just one person, and only one indeed!"

...

At the entrance of the Beast Taming Sect.

More than twenty figures stood shoulder to shoulder, their imposing auras filling heaven and earth.

They shattered the clouds above and made the land within a hundred miles tremble.

Among the more than twenty figures, consisting of those with divine bloodlines and Primordial Spirits, at least half were powerhouses, an unprecedented unity of strength.

The targeted Yuanyang Cult cast their gaze towards these formidable newcomers, filled with vigilance.

At the same time, the Cloud Mist Sect disciples, located dozens of miles away observing the Yuanyang Cult, did not hesitate.

Two Primordial Spirit powerhouses unleashed their full aura, pressing down upon the Yuanyang Cult.

"Gentlemen, for days you’ve loitered near our sect. Now please leave." Ji Lu took a step forward, emerging from the crowd to face the Primordial Yang Sect Master directly.

Despite being only a practitioner of divine bloodlines, she showed no sign of retreat when confronting a Sect Master Level powerhouse.

"Beast Taming Sect Master, we are simply here to visit His Majesty and clarify some misunderstandings," the Primordial Yang Sect Master dispelled the fog surrounding his body, revealing a figure nearly three meters tall.

His frame might have been tall, but not bulky—on the contrary, it was somewhat lean and unexpectedly refined.

"Sect Master, please leave—"

Thud! Thud! Thud!

The sound, like the beating of war drums, came from the Vault of Heaven.

"Primordial Yang Sect Master, isn’t it better to wait for death in Zhongzhou? Since you’ve come here, I’ll grant you deliverance now."

Accompanying these words, a tall figure strode down from the sky.

Huge bolts of lightning appeared around him, connecting heaven and earth, resonating with his voice as majestic beast shadows loomed, creating a spectacle of nature without the need for True Qi or Mana.

His voice allowed no compromise or retreat, filled with resolve and killing intent.

An immensely powerful aura scattered the combined efforts of the Beast Taming Sect’s members.

Without hesitation, figures from the Beast Taming Sect began to retreat and distance themselves.

Since the Divine Emperor had arrived, all matters could be handled by His Majesty alone.

"Divine Emperor, I am at fault and willing to die!"

"But for thousands of years, the Yuanyang Cult has aided the common people, fought the strong, and slayed the evil; they are innocent and have contributed to the world. They should not meet with a demise that erases their entire lineage and teachings."

The Primordial Yang Sect Master roared, resisting the oppressive force from the sky.

Liang Hui’s gaze remained cold as his palm slowly rose, with beast shadows formed of thunder roaring behind him.

The fates of the people below had nothing to do with him; he cared for only a few individuals.

What needed to be done now was to send these men to atone to the ancestors of the Yuanyang Cult.

A lady in white stepped out from the Yuanyang Cult’s crowd. Her black hair was draped over her shoulders, and she carried an air of transcending the mundane.

Her face was veiled, and her eyes misted over as she looked at the face before her, so similar to that in her memory, and her red lips parted.

"Liang Hui, must it be this way without any room for lenience?"

A stream of red light flew out from Liang Hui’s embrace, stopping in front of Qing Yi.

It was a pearl, as vivid as a ruby, quietly hovering midair.

"Her Holiness the Divine Maiden, you go your way, and I follow my path. Why should there be any hesitation?"

"Yes, indeed, your way and my path."

A light sigh, the figure in the sky, and the figure from future memories, finally merged as one.

The same scene, the same choice, and it would be the same ending.

Reaching out a hand, he took the Extreme Yang Pearl and gently placed it into his chest.

"Come, let’s see how strong this so-called Divine Emperor really is."

Boom!

A crimson ancient mirror appeared from within his body, floating above his head, emitting a red glow like a great sun.

The determination of a moth to a flame rose within him.

Such aura was decent among the meridians, but for Liang Hui, it was too weak.

Hastening to press his raised hand down.

"Tai Yi."

The crisp voice caused Liang Hui’s descending hand to pause.

His gaze shifted toward the direction of the Beast Taming Sect, from where a figure in a green robe walked out of the crowd, her ponytail swinging fiercely in the wind.

"What is it?" The youth’s face, for the first time since his appearance, took on a trace of warmth.

Some people are inevitably different in the lives of others.

"The Yuanyang Cult Master and many high-ranking officials have caused Xiao Si to fall into the Demon Spirit Sect, they deserve death."

"However, Yuanyang Taoism is innocent, and instead has been gracious to the world, protecting the common people many times. It should not end in such a manner."

Liang Hui did not answer immediately, but fell into deep thought, slowly retracting his raised hand.

At this moment, the Yuanyang Cult Master and the many elders fell silent, looking at the figure in green in astonishment.

The killings of recent times had been enough to reveal the Divine Emperor’s decisive, even insane approach to his enemies. Yet, someone had managed to influence the decision of a Divine Emperor.

Meanwhile, Qing Yi also retracted the light of the ancient mirror, looking in astonishment at the tall figure lost in thought. She couldn’t reconcile this with the resolute, uncompromising man she had just been conversing with.

This was a complete departure from the figure in her future memories.

Because no one in her future memories could, or rather, was willing to defy the Divine Emperor on such matters.

Even Su Yao, standing in the crowd, let out an involuntary sigh upon witnessing this scene.

Tang Tang meant more to His Majesty than imagined.

A long, long time passed.

Liang Hui once again moved forward, stepping down from the horizon to face Tang Tang, gazing into her cool eyes.

He chuckled softly, "You’re as persistent as ever, Tang Tang."

"This slaughter has already grown tiresome."

"The Yuanyang Cult indeed owes a great debt to the world, so I’ll give them a chance to live."

Boom!

Silent thunder resonated in the hearts of the crowd, their gazes complicated as they looked at the beautiful figure beside the youth.

Liang Hui gently patted Tang Tang’s arm.

Turning to the side!

Looking in the direction of the Primordial Yang Sect Master.

In his surprised gaze, he declared, "Three strikes!"

"By any means, withstand three strikes, and all of the Yuanyang Cult, but you, may live."

"Withstand two, and the disciples of the Yuanyang Cult may live."

"Withstand one, and the Yuanyang Cult’s name will be erased, but Yuanyang Taoism may remain."

"Fail to withstand even one, and Yuanyang Taoism shall perish!"

His indifferent voice echoed between heaven and earth.

"Agreed."

The Primordial Yang Sect Master answered firmly.

Bowing deeply to Tang Tang.

"Empress, thank you."

"I am not the Empress."

Liang Hui’s mouth curled into a smile, pointing in the direction where Ji Lu and others were.

"Leave the rest to me."