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Chapter 282 - 37 Blood Star Pendant! The Celestial Court Crumbles, The Dynasty Overthrown

Chapter 282: Chapter 37 Blood Star Pendant! The Celestial Court Crumbles, The Dynasty Overthrown

A man in a blue robe, with a long spear on his back and a Taoist Sword on his waist, had a handsome face.

Simply standing in the Vault of Heaven, he appeared like a majestic sun that commanded respect from all directions, both heaven and earth.

There was also a woman in a black dress, beautiful and pretty, with a five-layer Little Tower accessory hanging at her waist, her eyes lively as they watched the young man beside her.

A gentle breeze fluttered the two people’s robes, billowing dramatically, as if they were a couple of immortals.

Su Yao let her gaze fall, carefully observing the black-robed youth below her, a hint of doubt gradually appearing in her eyes.

"Hui, this Martial Arts Institute’s director doesn’t seem remarkable, yet he actually survived your palm strike."

"Indeed, he survived my palm strike."

Liang Hui nodded. Although there were many reasons, Du Shi truly achieved what the Primordial Yang Sect Master and others did not.

He looked down at the black-robed youth, his gaze resting on Du Shi only briefly before he turned to look at the young man standing among the students.

’Is this the aberration Qing Tian spoke of?’

’There is indeed something different about him, something that sets him apart from this realm.’

Liang Hui whispered to himself in his heart, coming to a conclusion.

"Hui, is there anything different about that boy?"

Su Yao’s jade hand stroked the Little Tower at her waist, following the young man’s gaze downward, to the very ordinary dressed young man.

"Quite intriguing, an aberration of heaven and earth."

"An aberration?"

Su Yao’s expression became serious, as she observed carefully.

A moment later.

The students on the plaza had already begun their martial arts examination, but she still hadn’t discovered anything.

Su Yao decided to withdraw her attention, changing the subject.

"Your Majesty, the gods all say that you’ve found the path beyond the divine pulse, is it true?"

Such news had been circulating for the past three years.

After all, the only reason they could think of for the Divine Emperor to seclude himself for such a long time, aside from forging a new path, was beyond their imagination.

"Heh!"

Liang Hui chuckled, his gaze becoming focused, and the corners of his mouth lifted slightly in a nod.

Boom!

Thunder without sound erupted in Su Yao’s heart.

"He truly forged it!!!"

The path countless great figures had pursued all their lives, the person before her had completed in just a few years.

Such an accomplishment, those who claimed themselves as exceptional would be so ashamed they’d want to end their own lives.

"As expected from you, Divine Emperor Your Majesty."

"If the generals of the Divine Court were to learn of this, they would be so ecstatic they might go mad," Su Yao said as she released her grasp on the Little Tower, admiringly.

"It’s not important!"

The young man’s gaze was deep as he gave the plainly dressed young man another long look.

He descended from the Vault of Heaven step by step, arriving at the plaza, passing by the Martial Arts Institute, Du Shi, and walked toward a building.

Whether it was the director of the Martial Arts Institute, the instructors, or the students, they all seemed as if they did not see Liang Hui.

Tap! Tap! Tap!

Liang Hui pushed open the door and, with Su Yao, entered the room and sat down at leisure.

Time passed minute by minute, with sounds of metal clashing and cheering occasionally coming from outside.

The two in the room took out tea, conversing while sipping from their cups.

About half a day later, Du Shi pushed the door open and walked in slowly, sitting down beside them.

"Du Shi, it’s been a long time."

It was only with these words that Du Shi realized the two figures drinking tea beside him.

His muscles tensed instantly as he scrutinized the unknown presence.

It was as if a massive sun exploded right before his eyes, endless majesty, prayers of all beings, prostration – they left him in a stupor.

"You are..."

"Divine... Emperor... Your Majesty..." His voice was filled with shock, stumbling over his words.

"I should... I... Your Majesty..."

He swallowed involuntarily, not even sure of what he was saying.

It was as if he had fallen into a dream, everything seemed unreal.

"Eight years have passed since I began refining my bones and reached the pinnacle of Organ Refining."

"For you, that is no small feat!"

The gentle voice awakened the confused old friend.

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty, you overpraise me, I have achieved this only by basking in the glory of the Divine Court."

"This is due to you, Empress Su Yao, and the many divine generals."

Du Shi’s stammering whisper slowly became fluent.

Liang Hui took a sip of the tea he was holding.

"Summon Bai Ye from the Martial Arts Institute."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Du Shi’s expression was respectful as he stood up, bowed, and retreated towards the door.

The entire process did not involve a single thought of inquiry, only heartfelt reverence.

Creak!

The door closed, and the youth dressed in black disappeared inside the room.

"This person is good, extremely respectful towards Your Majesty and the Divine Court," Su Yao commented, setting down her teacup with a faint smile on her face.

Liang Hui chuckled softly and drank the rest of the tea in his palm.

In less than the time it takes to finish a cup of tea, there was a knock at the door.

"Enter!"

The door opened, and a young man in plain clothes with an ordinary face walked in.

He kept his head bowed, glancing around with his peripheral vision.

It wasn’t until he caught a glimpse of a somewhat familiar figure that his body suddenly stiffened, and he looked up incredulously.

Boom!

"I’m done!!!"

Beyond that, his mind went blank.

He felt his body go limp, and was about to collapse to the ground.

But a divine light appeared, supporting his body and gradually bringing Bai Ye back to consciousness.

"Bai Ye, or should I say Guan Cheng," Liang Hui said, tilting his head slightly, his fingers lightly tapping on the armrest.

Bai Ye suppressed the fear in his heart, his mind racing as he considered every word he was about to say.

What he said next could very well be his only chance for survival.

Slap!

He knelt down on both knees, his head hitting the ground.

"To the most exalted Divine Emperor Your Majesty, I am Bai Ye, Guan Cheng has long since perished in another world."

"In that world, I had nothing but enemies, yet here, I have my family, my lover, everything."

Liang Hui did not respond, and aside from the sound of fingers tapping on the armrest, the room was silent.

"Tell me about the Guangxi Realm," Liang Hui said.

Bai Ye’s body trembled violently, his pupils constricted, as the being known as the Divine Emperor evidently knew everything.

Without hesitation, Bai Ye recounted all he knew about the Guangxi Realm.

A vast realm with a Celestial Court, an underworld, and a Mortal Realm began to unfold before them.

The Celestial Court regulated the yin and yang of the world, the underworld was where souls came to rest, and the Imperial Court ruled over the human world.

"But all this changed four years ago," Bai Ye said with a bitter expression, his palms clenched so tightly that his fingernails dug into his flesh.

Liang Hui’s eyes were deep as he captured two different energies within the young man’s body and began to enter the dream.

Two pasts began to unfold before him.

"What changed four years ago?" Su Yao poured two cups of tea, pushing one towards the young man while lifting the other to her lips.

Her red lips parted slightly, blowing on the rising steam.

"The Blood Star Pendant! The Celestial Court collapsed, the empire was overturned, and ghosts chaotically roamed the human world."

"A prosperous age, in just a year of spring and autumn, had already become an apocalyptic world."

Blood dripped from his palm, all he had owned was lost within a mere year.

"Be more specific," Su Yao’s brows lightly furrowed, her tone dissatisfied.

"Empress, I am but the lowest level cultivator, my understanding is limited."