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Chapter 231 - 228 Establishing the Divine Court!

Chapter 231: Chapter 228 Establishing the Divine Court!

Tuzhou, Beast Taming Sect, rear mountain.

Great Yue loomed grandly, with a silver waterfall, like the Milky Way upended, cascading to the ground and churning up misty veils of spray.

Three figures stood atop Great Yue, gazing down upon the splashing water droplets.

Liang Hui’s head was slightly tilted, looking at the woman in green beside him, her back bearing a war hammer.

His palm reached out, smoothing out the folds on the shoulder of her robe.

"I did not hold back, nor did I wish to," he said.

"All along the way, I have lost much, but I have never done anything wrong."

"They sowed the seeds in days past, now they reap the consequences—this is their due."

His palm moved past the woman’s cheek, tucking her scattered forehead hair behind her ear.

"I’m sorry," the woman in green said, her lips parting slightly.

The youth looked at Tang Tang with earnestness in his eyes.

"There’s no need for apologies."

"I know your nature well; exterminating the principal evil is no fault of yours, but a mistake on my part."

"Nor is there any need for guilt, for without you, what awaits all beings would be despair!"

Liang Hui’s outstretched palm slowly withdrew, his gaze returned to the flowing silver waterfall.

"I know what I need to do next."

Tang Tang followed the youth’s gaze to the silver waterfall, her cool eyes softening.

"Just cultivate. If you are to take that position, you cannot be too weak."

"If you have any doubts about your cultivation, you can ask anyone, including myself, within the sect."

Liang Hui spoke.

"Mm."

Tang Tang nodded in agreement.

For a long time, a long time.

A gentle breeze blew past, and the woman in green vanished from sight.

Several more minutes passed.

Then, a playful laughter emerged from one side.

"Such favoritism!"

"Her persuasion was somewhat abrupt," Liang Hui remarked, finally shifting his gaze from the waterfall to look at the girl beside him, who seemed like a sprite from the human world.

It was both a question and an affirmation.

"I was the one who mentioned it to her."

Su Yao stepped forward, treading on emptiness, and hovered opposite Liang Hui.

Her lively eyes revealed affection and compassion.

"I had originally hoped to use the Yuanyang Cult as fodder in the battle against the Heavenly Demon Realm."

"Hui, I believe the Divine Court will surely be victorious, but I still wanted you to have an easier time."

Liang Hui gazed deeply at Su Yao, then deftly changed the subject.

"The Divine Court is about to be established," he said, his tone gentle yet extremely firm.

"Divine Court?"

"Our era is finally arriving," said Su Yao with a light laugh, crisp and delightful like a silver bell.

"It seems that Manzhou has already submitted to your feet."

At this moment, Su Yao’s heart was hard to calm.

Over these four years, everyone associated with the Divine Court, who wasn’t on tenterhooks, walking on thin ice?

Too many uncertainties could have plunged them into the abyss.

But once the Divine Court was established, all hardships would become history, and they would return to the familiar path.

At least, that’s what Su Yao believed.

"Many strong individuals from Manzhou will arrive soon, and then the Divine Court will be established," Liang Hui promised.

Su Yao nodded.

Suddenly, as if something occurred to her, she spoke up.

"Hui, I have found four surviving divine generals. Do you want to meet them?"

"No need. Train them well, and let’s talk when they have grown."

Liang Hui took a step forward, passing by Su Yao, as if to leave when a delicate white hand extended a wooden box toward him.

"The Aberrant Cult Master’s head, left for you," she offered.

"It wailed day and night for eighty-one days, until it perished as its blood ran dry."

Su Yao smiled faintly, pointing at the wooden box with her other hand.

"Thank you. His head will be just right to pay tribute to an old Sect Master friend of mine."

Liang Hui took the wooden box, strode forward, and disappeared into the horizon.

Atop the Great Yue, only Su Yao stood alone at this spot.

Looking at the place where Tang Tang had stood, a meaningful smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, and then she vanished.

After leaving alone,

Liang Hui arrived in his own palace.

Sitting cross-legged on a cushion, he recalled the third punch he had swung—the Fist of Time, which Liang Hui also called the Candle Dragon Fist.

It was a fist technique he had created based on the memory of a human-faced, snake-bodied creature with a solitary eye, the Candle Dragon image, combined with the Time Toad and the sensations from the river of time.

As for its power,

Heh!

Liang Hui extended his palm, and True Qi flowed around his fingertips.

It continuously morphed, and at the same time, a mysterious aura began to emerge with the transformation of the True Qi.

The luster in the palace began to fade.

Suddenly, the True Qi shifting between Liang Hui’s fingers and palm took final form.

The figure’s true form was still not fully revealed.

Roar!

With a strange roar,

The entire palace was plunged into total darkness.

This darkness was thick and viscous, causing time itself to come to a standstill.

Another roar sounded.

A beam of eye-light, blazing with incandescence, painted the entire palace, bringing back the light.

In that moment, a tiny red snake twisted and turned in Liang Hui’s outstretched palm.

This thin snake had a slightly wide face and tufts of hair fanned upward, with a single huge eye almost covering half of its face.

Apart from the solitary eye, it closely resembled a human face.

’Candle Dragon! Its eyes open for day, closed for night, symbolizing the changing seasons, the flow of time, while also possessing the body of a beast.’

’As the vessel for the Fist of Time, it couldn’t be more suitable.’

Liang Hui whispered to himself.

Unfortunately, the fist technique he had created was still riddled with flaws and needed refinement.

He stopped his train of thought and dispelled the Candle Dragon from his fingers and palm.

He then began his cultivation of the Qi-Blood meridians, constantly mobilizing True Qi and Qi-Blood, forming meridians at an extremely slow pace, but still making progress.

Since ascending to the Entry Dao Level, he had focused most of his energy on cultivating the meridians.

He was very clear that advancing his Realm was what mattered most to him at that moment.

If he could step into the divine meridian level,

He would be ten times more unrestrained than he was now.

Time trickled by.

The young man remained immersed in his cultivation.

...

Meanwhile, the outside world was boiling over.

The Yuanyang Cult Master and its elders, acting together, were obliterated by a single punch from the Divine Emperor.

Even their doctrinal lineage was at risk of following the path of the Aberrant Cult.

At this moment,

All beings had a renewed and clearer understanding of the Divine Emperor.

Decisive, ruthless, merciless, and powerful.

Some forces who harbored resentment completely abandoned their thoughts.

Even Divine Maiden Qingyi’s favor towards the Divine Emperor could not stop his fatal blow, and she nearly met the endpoint preserved in memory.

However, as the account of the three-punch agreement in front of the Beast Taming Sect’s gates spread far and wide,

Tang Tang’s name entered into the awareness of all beings.

Somebody had actually been able to counsel against the Divine Emperor’s decisive killing intent.

In the end, they even secured an opportunity for the Yuanyang Cult.

The significance this represented was inherently different.

Those who did not witness Qingyi as the first to counsel and nearly get squashed on the spot would not understand.

As beings discussed amongst themselves, time continued to pass.

After ten days, a piece of news spread rapidly throughout the world.

From the grasslands to the north, to the deserts in the west, all the way to Manzhou to the south and the vast Han Sea to the east,

Countless forces felt at a loss, overwhelmed with confusion and oppression.

The Divine Court was to be established a month later.

The powers represented by the five states of the Chu Nation in the south, and the Green, Cloud, Tuzhou, Thunder, and Sword regions of the Zhou Nation chose to merge into the Divine Court.

For a moment, the sense of reality reflecting memory’s haze filled the hearts of all.