bioinnovel Chapter 702's acting skills were simply Oscar-worthy.
Chapter 702's acting skills were simply Oscar-worthy.
These words were like hammer blows, pounding hard on the heart of the giant spirit.
He jolted awake, his survival instinct finally overcoming his fear. He scrambled to his feet, not even bothering to pick up his Xuanhua Giant Axe, and turned into a streak of divine light, fleeing madly toward the Lingxiao Palace.
He needs to bring this news back immediately!
Yang Jian watched the Giant Spirit God's retreating figure without the slightest change in expression.
"Young Master, we are now..." Dong Wanggong bowed and asked, having fully assumed the role of protector.
"No rush."
Yang Jian turned around and looked out at the boundless chaos beyond the Thirty-Three Heavens.
"Let's go to the Nuwa Palace to find my sister Yang Chan."
After saying that, he moved and, along with the Eastern King Duke, vanished from the Heavenly Court in an instant, their figures merging into the chaos as if they had never existed.
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The Lingxiao Palace.
The Jade Emperor sat high on his dragon throne, his face so gloomy it looked like it was about to drip water.
Just now, he witnessed everything that happened outside the South Heavenly Gate through the Haotian Mirror.
Vajra Immortal is dead.
He was instantly defeated by the old man who was following Yang Jian with just one look!
Both body and soul were destroyed!
Haotian's heart skipped a beat.
That's a late-stage Quasi-Saint!
Who is that old man? Did such a person exist in ancient times? Could it be Niu Ben, that ox, or some other old monster that dug him up from somewhere?
His original plan was to have Jingang Xian fight Yang Jian to a standstill, and then he would step in to mediate.
But now, the script has been torn up.
The death of a quasi-saint of Western religion is a very serious matter!
Just as his mind was racing, a disheveled figure scrambled into the main hall.
"Your Majesty...Your Majesty! Something terrible has happened!"
The giant god knelt down with a thud, his voice trembling uncontrollably, and he cried out.
The celestial officials who had been whispering inside the hall fell silent instantly, and all eyes were focused on the Giant Spirit God.
Haotian suppressed his shock, straightened his face, and roared, "What kind of behavior is this, all in such a panic! Where is Vajra Immortal? I sent you to capture the traitor, why is only you the one who returned?"
Mentioning the Vajra Immortal made the Giant Spirit God tremble even more violently.
"Reporting to Your Majesty... to the Vajra Immortal... he..."
"He died in the line of duty!"
"What?!"
This time, exclamations of surprise echoed throughout the entire Lingxiao Palace.
All the celestial officials were in an uproar.
"The Vajra Immortal is dead? How is that possible! He was a quasi-saint, a powerful being!"
"That Yang Jian actually possesses such supernatural powers? He can even kill a quasi-saint?"
"Heavens! This is a huge mess! A quasi-saint from the Western Sect died in Heaven... this..."
Haotian listened to the discussions below, a cold smile playing on his lips, but his face subtly revealed shock, anger, and a hint of grief.
"Giant Spirit God! Explain yourself! What exactly happened?!"
The giant spirit was startled by his shout and quickly recounted what had just happened, embellishing the story.
When he spoke of that mysterious old man who turned Vajra Immortal to ashes with just a glance, the entire Lingxiao Palace fell into a deathly silence.
You could hear a pin drop.
All the celestial officials' faces were filled with horror and fear.
One glance, and he's dead?
What does this mean?
This would require at least a near-saint, or even a saint, to accomplish, right?
How could such a terrifying being be following Niu Ben's disciple?
Haotian's heart was also in turmoil, but he knew that now was not the time to be shocked.
He wanted to take this opportunity to muddy the waters even further!
"Your Majesty..." The Giant Spirit God swallowed hard and continued tremblingly, "Yang Jian... has... has one more thing to say to you."
Haotian's gaze suddenly sharpened.
"explain!"
He said... in ten days, he would personally go to Peach Mountain to split the mountain and rescue his mother!
boom!
This statement is even more impactful than the news of Vajra Immortal's death!
This is an open declaration of war!
This is a slap in the face to the Jade Emperor! It is a trampling of the dignity of the entire Heavenly Court!
"How dare you!"
Haotian slammed his hand on the dragon throne and stood up abruptly. A terrifying pressure belonging to a Quasi-Saint at the Great Perfection instantly enveloped the entire hall.
"That brat is arrogant and outrageous! He's gone too far!"
He roared "angrily," his voice echoing throughout the hall.
"Who does he think he is? Does being Niu Ben's disciple give him the right to do whatever he wants? Does he think that having a powerful protector gives him the right to disregard heavenly rules and challenge the majesty of the Heavenly Emperor?"
The celestial officials below were all silent and trembling, not daring to raise their heads.
They could all sense that the Jade Emperor was truly enraged this time.
However, beneath Haotian's angry exterior lay a heart filled with ecstatic joy.
Great! That's fantastic!
Yang Jian, my good nephew, you have truly not disappointed your uncle!
Now that you've done this, my show will be much easier to perform!
This is exactly the result he wanted!
What he wanted was to escalate the situation to the point where no one could handle it!
Haotian paced back and forth in the hall, his face a mixture of anger and struggle, perfectly portraying the image of a Heavenly Emperor driven to the brink of despair yet still mindful of family ties.
After a long while, he stopped, as if he had made an extremely difficult decision.
"This matter is no longer just a matter for my family."
He said in a heavy voice.
"The Vajra Immortal died upholding the Heavenly Rules. I must give an explanation to the two saints of the Western Sect."
"Yang Jian has Niu Ben backing him up and mysterious experts protecting him; his power is considerable. To ensure peace in the Three Realms and to uphold the order of Heaven, I..."
He took a deep breath, his gaze sweeping over the assembled immortals and gods, and spoke slowly and deliberately.
"I have decided to personally travel to Mount Sumeru to invite the two Western Saints to discuss this matter!"
These words shocked everyone in the room.
His Majesty the Jade Emperor actually wants to personally invite the two Western Saints?
This is no longer a simple discussion; it's about dragging even the sages into it!
Venus wanted to step forward to offer advice, but was glared at by Haotian and sent back.
"Guards! Prepare the carriage!"
Haotian waved his sleeve, giving no one a chance to object.
"I want to see if Niu Ben's disciple can truly defy the will of Heaven!"
After saying that, he didn't linger. His figure transformed into a golden light and rushed out of the Lingxiao Palace, heading towards Mount Sumeru in the west.
The golden imperial chariot pierced through the clouds, speeding toward the western continent at an astonishing pace.
Haotian sat upright in the carriage, the expression of grief and indignation on his face long gone, replaced by a deep coldness and calculation.
Go to the West?
Of course he'll go!
Moreover, it must be done openly and honestly, in a way that is known to everyone!
He wanted the entire prehistoric world to know that he, Haotian, was willing to set aside his status as the Heavenly Emperor and personally invite the sage to come out of seclusion in order to uphold the Heavenly Rules and to give an explanation to the deceased Quasi-Saint of the Western Sect.
He wanted to portray himself as a victim, a pitiful Heavenly Emperor who had no choice but to turn to a sage for help.
Mount Sumeru, we've arrived.
The imperial carriage slowly came to a stop in front of the gate of Mount Sumeru.
Before Haotian could speak, a figure emerged from within the mountain gate, riding on auspicious clouds, to greet him.
The newcomer was dressed in a black monk's robe, with a sinister face and sharp eyes like an eagle. He exuded a strange aura that was both Buddhist peace and boundless demonic energy.
He is none other than Kunpeng, the third most powerful figure in the Western Sect and the former Demon Master!
"Kunpeng greets His Majesty the Heavenly Emperor."
Kunpeng gave Haotian's imperial carriage a perfunctory bow.
His current identity is that of the Buddha of the Western Sect, whose status is only below that of the two saints, Jieyin and Zhunti, so he does not need to be subservient to Haotian.
Haotian stepped out of the imperial carriage and looked at his old rival before him, feeling a surge of emotions.
Back in the Lich Wars, this guy was a demon master in the Heavenly Court of the demon race, holding a highly respected position.
Unexpectedly, he has now turned to the West and become a bald monk.
"Buddha Kunpeng, there's no need for such formalities."
Haotian waved his hand, his face now bearing the same sorrowful and anxious expression.
"I have come here today with a matter of utmost importance to discuss with the two sages. I humbly request that the Buddha introduce me to them."
Kunpeng's sharp eyes swept across Haotian's face, and suspicion immediately arose in his heart.
What is the most important matter?
For the Heavenly Emperor Haotian, who is so arrogant and haughty, to personally come to Mount Sumeru, this matter must be quite significant.
He remained expressionless, simply asking, "What important matter could possibly warrant the presence of His Majesty the Heavenly Emperor? Your Majesty might as well tell me, so that I may report to the two religious leaders in advance."
He's testing the waters.
Haotian knew exactly what was going on, but he came today to spread the word, so he naturally wouldn't hide anything.
He sighed heavily, looking heartbroken.
"Sigh! It's a long story!"
"My good-for-nothing nephew Yang Jian, relying on the backing of the Xuanmen sect, dared to openly attack the Heavenly Court and defy the Heavenly rules!"
"What's even more hateful is that your sect's Vajra Immortal, in order to maintain the order of the Heavenly Court, stepped forward to stop them, and... was actually beaten to a pulp by Yang Jian's wicked servants on the spot!"
What?!
Kunpeng's pupils suddenly contracted!
Is Vajra Immortal dead?
He remembered that quasi-saint; he was a master whom his junior brother Zhunti had converted from outside and placed in the Heavenly Court as a pawn.
He just died like that?
And he was killed by someone close to Yang Jian?
Who is behind Yang Jian?
Kunpeng's mind worked quickly, and he instantly sensed a conspiracy and the smell of war.
Are the Taoist sects and Western religions about to start fighting ahead of schedule?
Haotian, that old fox, rushed over here in such a hurry, he definitely didn't have any good intentions!
He's trying to push our Western religion to the front lines to be cannon fodder!
"Your Majesty, please calm down! This matter is of great importance. This humble monk will take you to see the two religious leaders immediately!"
"Our two leaders have always been compassionate, but if anyone dares to bully us, our Western Sect will never be a pushover!"
Kunpeng spoke with righteous indignation, as if he were about to storm Mount Kunlun and fight Niu Ben to the death.
Looking at his "loyal and devoted" appearance, Haotian cursed him inwardly as an "old fox," but showed a "touched" expression on his face.
"With Buddha's words, I am relieved!"
"Please, Buddha, lead the way quickly, for delay may lead to unforeseen circumstances!"
"Heavenly Emperor, please follow me!"
Kunpeng said no more, turned around and led the way, welcoming Haotian into the depths of Mount Sumeru, to the Eight Treasures Merit Pool where the two saints were located.
Watching Haotian's hurried figure, a playful glint flashed in Kunpeng's eyes.
"This is going to be interesting..."
He couldn't wait for the Xuanmen and the Heavenly Court to fight to the death. Now that the Western Sect has also been dragged into it, the waters are getting muddier and muddier.
Kunpeng, on the other hand, loves nothing more than taking advantage of troubled waters.
He followed Haotian to the Eight Treasures Merit Pool.
Two figures sat cross-legged by the pool.
One of the men was pale and emaciated, with a sorrowful expression; this was none other than the Sage Who Guides the People.
The other person, holding a seven-jeweled tree and with a pained expression, was none other than the Sage Cundi.
"Disciple Kunpeng greets the two sect leaders."
"The Jade Emperor of Heaven has come to pay his respects."
Within the Eight Treasures Merit Pool, golden lotuses bloom in abundance, and auspicious energy rises.
The two saints, Jieyin and Zhunti, were meditating on the Great Dao with their eyes closed, their holy power flowing around them, closely connected with the fortune of the entire Western Continent.
Upon hearing Kunpeng's report, the two sages slowly opened their eyes.
Has Haotian arrived?
What is he doing here?
The two sages exchanged a glance, and both saw a hint of doubt in each other's eyes.
The Heavenly Emperor Haotian never visits the Three Treasures Hall without a reason, so his personal visit today must mean something important has happened.
"Announce."
The sorrowful voice of the guiding saint slowly rose.
Soon, Haotian, led by Kunpeng, arrived at the edge of the Merit Pool.
"Haotian greets the two fellow Daoists."
Haotian bowed to the two sages as if they were of equal standing.
Although he was the Heavenly Emperor, he had never become a saint. In front of a saint, he still had to be humble.
"Fellow Daoist Heavenly Emperor, why do you come to my barren land today, instead of ruling the Three Realms in the Lingxiao Palace?"
Sage Zhunti looked at Haotian and asked with a forced smile.
Their relationship was far from good.
Haotian did not answer immediately, but instead bowed deeply to the two saints, his face instantly filled with endless grief and indignation.
"My two fellow Daoists! You must stand up for me, for the will of Heaven, and for your Western Sect!"
His shout completely stunned Jieyin and Zhunti.
What's going on?
It's one thing to stand up for you, but why do you also have to stand up for our Western religion?
"Fellow Daoist Heavenly Emperor, please speak calmly. What exactly happened?"
The Sage who guided the way frowned; he had already sensed that this matter was no small thing.
Haotian seemed to have found an outlet for his emotions, and immediately burst into tears, recounting in embellishment how Yang Jian stormed the Southern Heavenly Gate, how arrogant and domineering he was, and how he disregarded the Heavenly Rules.
Of course, he cleverly omitted the part where he acted, only emphasizing Yang Jian's arrogance and the domineering nature of the Xuanmen sect.
"...Considering the bond between uncle and nephew, I intended to gently persuade him to repent and return to the right path. But who knew that the brat would not only refuse to listen but also become even more reckless!"
At this point, Haotian's voice suddenly rose, filled with a sense of tearful accusation.
"Your sect's Vajra Immortal, loyal and devoted, spoke a few words to uphold the Heavenly Rules, yet... he was killed on the spot by that wicked servant of Yang Jian!"
"Completely annihilated, body and soul! Not even a chance for reincarnation!"
"Fellow Daoists! Vajra Immortal was a quasi-saint of your Western Sect! He was working for our Heavenly Court, dying to uphold the order of Heaven! He died unjustly!"
Haotian beat his chest and stamped his feet, tears streaming down his face. His acting was simply Oscar-worthy.
boom!
A terrifying wrath of a saint erupted from Saint Zhunti in an instant!