For a moment, only Gong Zijiu's indignant anger and the young Emperor's slaps were left outside the hall.
Close to two hundred elders in the Heavenly Court shook their heads and sighed when they saw this scene. This was not the first time the young Emperor was arrogant and domineering. There were a total of five banquets, and he had fought three of them.
However, although the Emperor had some complaints about this, he never stopped him. He did not even punish or teach him a lesson.
This also caused the participants of the banquet to be angry but not dare to say anything. They were afraid that if the young Emperor was unhappy, he would slash them for no reason.
With Chen Qing as an "accomplice", the young Emperor slapped Gong Zijiu without restraint. Gong Zijiu could only endure the humiliation. As for the dozen Derived Immortals he brought, although their eyes were moved, they did not dare to step forward to stop him.
At this moment, a shout resounded.
"Gong Ziyan, don't treat the Heavenly Court as your Six Heavens Realm. Is the Heavenly Court a place where you can be so presumptuous?!"
A figure in a plain court robe stepped into the green jade hall. His rather valiant face was filled with coldness.
The young Emperor slowly raised his head and looked at him with his sinister eyes. Then, he let go of Gong Zijiu and slowly walked towards him.
"What are you doing?" The valiant youth unconsciously took half a step back. His eyes were filled with vigilance.
What he got in response was a heavy slap to the face.
The valiant youth seemed to have expected it. He tilted his neck slightly and dodged the attack. However, immediately after, a sharp pain came from his abdomen.
At an unbelievable speed, the young Imperial Emperor directly kneed him in the abdomen, forcing him to lose the ability to resist. At the same time, he slapped him like a torrential rain.
Gong Zijiu stood up pathetically and covered his bruised face. He looked angrily at the young Emperor, who was still violently attacking him. Then, he raised his palm, which was surging with violent derivation power.
"Second Young Master, you have already launched sneak attacks many times. This time, you should stop."
Chen Qing's mocking voice sounded. At the same time, an even thinner derivation power blocked in front of Gong Zijiu.
Gongzi Jiu's gaze turned cold. Killing intent flashed across his eyes as he looked at Chen Qing. "Chen Qing, what do you mean?"
"Nothing much. The heavens are watching what people do. Oh right, I almost forgot. Second Young Master, you are already the heavens." Chen Qing crossed his arms behind his head and said leisurely.
The murderous intent in Gongzi Jiu's eyes uncontrollably became denser. However, Gongzi Jiu only snorted coldly. With a flick of his sleeves, he retreated to the side and closed his eyes to rest.
"Brother Jian." Chen Qing then leaned towards Jian Wushuang and said mysteriously, "Guess who the little Celestial Emperor is whipping now?"
Jian Wushuang smiled. "His brother again?"
Chen Qing nodded. "Third Brother, Gongzi Yu."
He couldn't help but laugh. "Don't tell me he's going to beat his brothers one by one?"
"I can't say for sure." Chen Qing shrugged. "But I think the Emperor will arrive when we draw the fourth one."
This valiant youth named Gongzi Yu took dozens of slaps from the little Celestial Emperor's storm-like slaps before roaring angrily. Then, he smashed his palm towards the little Celestial Emperor's face.
However, space seemed to stagnate for a moment. The little Celestial Emperor tilted his head slightly and went over. Then, he took half a step back and sent Gongzi Yu flying with a flying kick.
There was an uproar. The companion that Gongzi Yu brought couldn't help but take a step forward and said softly, "Eldest Young Master, you are the Crown Prince. Why are you punishing Second Young Master and Third Young Master in the Heavenly Court? Are they really relying on the Emperor to be so arrogant and despotic?"
The little Celestial Emperor glanced at him coldly. A true sword surrounded by Immortal Qi silently appeared in his hand.
When the purple-robed companion saw this, he took a step back and gritted his teeth. "The Heavenly Court cannot be stained with blood!"
At this moment, another four figures wearing ivory white court robes stepped into the huge green jade hall together.
However, after seeing this scene, these four figures took half a step back in tacit understanding and looked at the little Celestial Emperor warily.
"All of you, come over." The little Celestial Emperor kept his true sword and beckoned to them.
Among them, a slightly immature youth replied faintly, "Big Brother, how have you been?"
The atmosphere was heavy. All the Derived Immortals stared at the square where a battle was about to happen.
The little Celestial Emperor smiled coldly. His hand drew out a soft sword from his waist without leaving a trace.
The five people's expressions changed slightly. Among them, a skinny youth took a step forward and said, "Big Brother, stop. Don't make Emperor Father unhappy."
He turned a deaf ear to him. He carried the Sword One and walked forward step by step. Killing intent leaked out from his eyes without any concealment.
At this moment, Chen Qing's expression also changed slightly. "Brother Jian, the little Celestial Emperor seems to really want to kill this time. Quickly follow me to stop him."
Jian Wushuang nodded. If this vast Heavenly Court was really stained with blood, the Emperor who had yet to appear would definitely not forgive the little Celestial Emperor.
Gongzi Jiu, who was covering his face, had a pleased expression. The expression in his eyes was as if he wanted to kill them on the spot.
A total of five majestic Derived Forces instantly filled the square in this huge green jade hall.
Every Young Master dressed in court attire was prepared to fight.
Meanwhile, the little Celestial Emperor did not seem to be worried at all. He carried the soft sword in his hand and walked forward firmly as if he was in a place where no one could stop him.
Just as Jian Wushuang and Chen Qing were about to step forward to stop him, a brilliant rainbow aura appeared in the sky that was originally filled with drifting clouds.
The entire sky that was filled with drifting clouds changed at this moment.
Jian Wushuang seemed to have realized something and focused his eyes on it.
He saw a black-robed figure condensing from the drifting clouds. He stepped on the rainbow aura and descended from the sky. It was as if there were Great Dao rules flowing around him.
"This is Emperor Zhen Wuyang?" Jian Wushuang muttered in his heart. He was slightly shocked by his aura.
With a casual palm, he directly suppressed the little Celestial Emperor and the others, causing the Derived Forces to dissipate.
Even Jian Wushuang could clearly feel that the Derived Forces in his body had been suppressed.
The black-robed figure stopped in the middle of the square, resembling a statue of Fo Yi.
The five people's expressions changed. Then, they cupped their hands together and said, "Greetings, Uncle Yu."
The little Celestial Emperor did not speak. He reached out and placed the soft sword at his waist. Then, he said indifferently, "Uncle Yu."
The black robe fluttered slightly. A pair of turbid eyes slowly scanned the surroundings. Finally, he looked at him. "Little Celestial Emperor, please do not be angry. The Emperor will be here soon."
After he said that, another voice that seemed to have shaken through the ages and carried a supreme majesty resounded. "Are you killing your relatives?"
When all the Derived Immortals gathered in the Heavenly Court heard this voice, they cupped their hands together and said solemnly, "Greetings, Emperor."
The hazy rainbow aura in the sky opened to both sides. A majestic figure dressed in the Mountain River Emperor attire appeared.
Behind him, 99 figures lined up on his left and right.
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