Jian Wushuang was speechless. Looking at the grandeur of the Heaven Realm's Heavenly Court, he was afraid that even if he really wanted to attack Zhen Wuyang's lair, he would be powerless.
"I don't want to attack, you've misunderstood," Jian Wushuang smiled bitterly, and then explained the whole story.
In the end, there was silence in the Alms Bowl, and then there was a burst of uncontrollable excitement.
"That's great, little friend, you can continue to maintain your relationship with that troublesome Little Emperor and gain his trust. When we three Emperors recover, we can directly attack Zhen Wuyang's lair. It's so convenient and fast!"
"No, that's not so good," Jian Wushuang's mouth twitched.
"Little friend, don't be too stressed, just act as usual and make your presence known. Leave the rest to us!"
"…"
"It really saves us a lot of effort, this Zhen Wuyang old man would never expect that we're right beside him!"
"Shh, keep quiet, we must not expose our aura, we'll listen to our little friend's decision."
"Little friend, take care of yourself. Unless it's absolutely necessary, don't call us out. We need to conserve our energy."
Jian Wushuang still wanted to say something, but the Alms Bowl's cork was closed, not giving him any chance.
He smiled bitterly.
At this moment, Chen Qing's voice sounded from outside the imperial carriage, "Brother Jian, we should get off."
Jian Wushuang responded, and then got out of the imperial carriage with Spring and Autumn.
Stepping on the vast clouds, Chen Qing took the lead and ran over, laughing loudly, "Brother Jian, how do you feel?"
Looking around, Jian Wushuang nodded and said, "Not bad."
As they talked, figures who were either riding on cranes, flying swords, or sitting in imperial carriages, gathered in front of the Heaven Realm's Gate of Heaven.
At a glance, they were all in the Derived Immortal Realm.
Amidst the vast expanse of floating clouds, countless rainbows of seven-colored lotus flowers reflected each other's brilliance. In the center of the nine vast and boundless heavenly realms, a supreme path paved by floating clouds stretched across the sky.
There were already close to a hundred people gathered outside the Divine Gate.
Under the guidance of the skinny, purple-robed young emperor, who was wearing a blood-stained court robe, slowly walked down from the imperial chariot.
The hundred over Derived Immortals who were also waiting here looked at each other when they saw the little Emperor in a sorry state. Then, they all unwillingly cupped their hands and said, "Greetings, little Emperor."
Without even taking a glance at those half-hearted Derived Immortals, the little Imperial Emperor walked towards Jian Wushuang with a slightly unsteady gait.
"Brother Jian, come with me."
Jian Wushuang nodded. After looking around again, he stood behind the young Emperor.
There were only six Derived Immortals and one Ancestor Realm Ancestor by his side. They didn't even have any ceremonial guards.
Looking at the little Emperor's slightly wretched figure, the hundred-odd Derived Immortals all had different thoughts.
The Gate of Heaven was guarded by dozens of Derived Immortals in silver helmets.
The two Derived Immortals at the front held up their axes and halberds. They stepped forward and cupped their hands. "Greetings, little Emperor. The Emperor has ordered that before the time is up, we can't …"
Before they finished speaking, the little Emperor, who was full of hostility, suddenly raised his leg without warning and directly kicked those two Derived Immortals away.
"Get lost!" The little Emperor said gloomily. Then, he strode into the Divine Gate, and no one dared to stop him.
The two Derived Immortals who were kicked away were covered in dirt and stood awkwardly on the spot.
Jian Wushuang waved his hand and threw the axes and halberds scattered on the ground to the two of them. Then, he followed the little Emperor and stepped onto this supreme path together.
Meanwhile, the figures waiting outside the Divine Gate started to discuss in low voices.
One of the elders with white hair and beard held a horsetail whisk and snorted coldly. "He is becoming more and more arrogant and domineering. In my opinion, after this banquet, the position of the little Emperor will belong to Gongjiu!"
"Fujie, aren't you afraid that the wind will cut your tongue? If your words reach the little Emperor's ears, I reckon that you will be stabbed twice before you can leave the Heavenly Courts."
One of the middle-aged men with an extraordinary aura seemed to be at odds with the elder with white hair and beard, and sneered as he replied.
Meanwhile, the elder named Fujie's expression changed slightly, as if he recalled something. He did not speak anymore and closed his eyes to ponder.
At this moment, imperial carriages gathered in front of the Heaven Realm's Gate of Heaven.
Different words were written on the imperial chariots.
In front of the first ten imperial carriages, the "Jiu" flag fluttered in the wind.
Immediately after, a figure in a white and plain court robe stepped out of the imperial carriage.
When the Derived Immortals who were originally standing saw this, they hurriedly stepped forward and cupped their hands. "Greetings, Second Young Master."
When this handsome young man in plain court robe saw the imperial carriage with the "Yan" flag that stopped at the side, his eyebrows twitched. Then, he looked at the Derived Immortals who came to greet him and smiled. "Immortals, follow Gongjiu to the Heavenly Courts."
"Yes." The Derived Immortals answered with smiles on their faces.
As Gongjiu stepped into the Heaven Realm, dozens of imperial carriages gathered in a row.
And in front of these imperial carriages, there were different words.
"Yu, Qian, Mo, Hua, Lin," and so on.
The figures who were wearing court robes slowly stepped out of the carriage with different expressions. After they smiled at each other, they followed their companions and stepped into the Heaven Realm's Gate.
Walking on this Supreme Great Path, Jian Wushuang felt that the derivation power in his body was changing at a speed that he could feel.
At the same time, a majestic voice resounded in the entire Heaven Realm like a huge bell.
"The Heavenly Courts has opened. Immortals, please take your seats."
Jian Wushuang raised his head and looked at the front. At the front of this Supreme Great Path was the majestic Heavenly Courts.
Ever since the young Emperor woke up, his expression was extremely gloomy, and the evil aura around him was so condensed that it almost materialized. It was as if he was not going to attend a banquet this time, but to fight.
On the way here, after being intercepted and killed, Jian Wushuang and the others' clothes were more or less tattered and stained with blood, and they looked very evil.
They walked forward for an unknown amount of time. When the Heavenly Courts with thousands of waterfalls appeared in front of them, a rainbow bridge connected the Heavenly Courts to the Heaven Realm, and it was magnificent and magnificent.
Another hundred or so children stepped on the rainbow bridge and came over. With their red lips and white teeth, no one would have thought that these children were extremely powerful top cultivators.
"Ah Mi greets the young Emperor." A little girl in the front flew straight into the young Emperor's arms and grinned.
At this point, the evil aura around the young Emperor's body was restrained.
"Little Ah Mi, in these years that I was not around, did you slack off in your cultivation?" His expression was much more relaxed, which was rare. He carried the little girl and walked forward slowly.
The little girl tilted her head and said embarrassedly, "Ah Mi, I was a little lazy. After all, cultivation is very boring. Look, I even lost a lot of hair because of this."
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