"You …"
The Thunder King's strength was unexpected, and it made Emperor Forsaken feel a little suffocated.
"What are the three of us afraid of? I don't believe that his real body is here. I don't believe that the Three Holy Masters will choose to fight with us. He's just an old man. Let's see what you're afraid of!"
Xingtian was extremely disdainful. He said coldly, "Let's fight. We have an 80% chance of winning!"
Although he was about to attack, he did not show any signs of doing so. In the end, this was just a negotiation tactic. He was still a little cautious.
Even if he did not kill Xiao Chen, he would force Xiao Chen to remove his title as the Blue Dragon King.
"Why don't you try!"
As the words left his mouth, the atmosphere in the Sky Martial Plaza clearly changed.
There were already people who began to quietly slip away, afraid that there would really be a great battle. If the shockwaves swept over them, then it would be too much.
Just as the atmosphere was so tense that it made everyone feel thirsty, up in the sky...
A sun descended and materialized the might of a Supreme Haotian Emperor. A will clone that was no weaker than the five powerful Sovereign Martial Emperors appeared.
With a cold smile on his face, he slowly descended along with the sun.
"What's going on? Why is there another expert no weaker than five powerful Sovereign Martial Emperors in the Kunlun Continent?!"
The appearance of this person instantly caused a huge commotion. The appearance of this person broke not only the balance of this place but also the balance of the various factions of the Kunlun Continent.
The will clones that suddenly appeared displayed a Prime Emperor Might that was not any weaker than the five experts', surprising Xiao Chen.
The newcomer gave Xiao Chen a sense of familiarity, especially the mysterious phenomenon of the Supreme Sky Might under the sun.
"Could it be the Sect Master?" Xiao Chen asked uncertainly.
There was another word in front of Haotian, which was Taishang. Taishang Haotian meant supreme.
Many years ago, the Haotian Sect had its own glory days. The founder of the sect had left behind the Supreme Haotian Scripture, which allowed martial artists to transform into the Heavenly Dao and enforce justice on behalf of the heavens.
Because it was too ethereal, after the ancestor, no one else succeeded in cultivating it. Fortunately, the ancestor had lived his entire life and was invincible. He left behind countless scriptures and martial skills, all of which were extremely precious existences.
As such, even though no one managed to successfully cultivate the Highest Haotian Scripture, the sect did not decline. It had always been one of the top Nine Ranks of the Great Families, and it had been passed down for tens of thousands of years.
Now, the Luck of the Holy Land was boundless, and elites emerged in large numbers. It looked like it would surpass the Holy Lands and become a King Sect.
All Xiao Chen lacked were Sovereign Martial Emperors and King Spirit Veins.
If this person in the sky was really the Ying Zongtian who cultivated the Supreme Haotian Scripture and became a Sovereign Martial Emperor, then the Ying Zongtian in the sky would be a Sovereign Martial Emperor. The Tianwu Domain was really going to change. The entire Kunlun Continent would change because of this.
Two Prime Sovereign Martial Emperors might even be able to compete with the Deity Race, which was known as the Three Thousand Deities.
As the person descended, his appearance became clearer. It seemed like there was a clump of white fog blocking his view. However, that silhouette and back view were clearly that of the Haotian Emperor that Xiao Chen was familiar with.
Hey, that Sect Master of yours really was conferred King. He actually gained the strength of a Prime after advancing to Sovereign Martial Emperor. He is really patient!
Ao Jiao's voice rang out in Xiao Chen's heart, confirming Xiao Chen's guess.
Xiao Chen felt excited. What's wrong? Have you met him before?
I definitely have. Otherwise, I would not have gotten you to agree to the Haotian Sect's invitation back then. He is no weaker than the Thunder King back then. Back then, when Sang Mu was conferred King, he immediately gained the strength of a Prime. However, the one he challenged was the Thunder King, so he lost in one move!
Xiao Chen could not help feeling somewhat envious. This was a true conferred King. He was still far from it.
However, as long as he could maintain his title as the Blue Dragon King today, he would gather supreme Luck and an Emperor True Dragon. Sooner or later, he would be able to reach this step.
"Ying Zongtian!"
The Xingtian Emperor was slightly astonished.
The Dongyue Ghost Emperor and Emperor Forsaken also felt incredulous. Ying Zongtian had not been conferred King for a thousand years. Now that he was conferred King, he became a Prime. What kind of outstanding person was he exactly?
Such a Prime might not be able to compete with veteran Primes like them in the short term, but he definitely had the strength to put up a fight.
With the addition of Ying Zongtian, as well as the Thunder King and The Fox King, it was almost impossible for them to touch Xiao Chen. They had no advantage at all.
"Deity Sovereign, let's just forget about this matter. You and I both know that this Demonic God Calamity is extraordinary. Internal strife is not worth it!"
Just at this moment, two figures walked out from behind Ying Zongtian. The Saber Sovereign, Wu Xiaotian, held the Coiling Monarch Time Saber.
The Sword Sovereign, Liu Xiaoyun, held the Scarlet Firmament Void Sword. The two of them stood behind Ying Zongtian, one on the left and one on the right, clearly expressing their stance.
Although the Saber Sword Two Sovereigns were stronger than regular Sovereign Martial Emperors, they were still a distance away from Primes. However, when the two of them worked together, even Primes had to avoid them.
Hence, the situation in the sky turned around. Not only did Emperor Forsaken not hold the advantage, but he was also at an extreme disadvantage.
If they really fought, Xiao Chen would not have any chance of victory.
Nearly all the strongest experts of the Kunlun Continent gathered in the turbulent Tianwu City.
Who could have expected that a human's King conferral ceremony would affect the entire Kunlun Realm, nearly causing a huge change?
Of all the past conferred Kings, only Xiao Chen could create such a grand occasion.
"Why are you still not scramming? Don't you feel embarrassed standing here? Of all the Primes, only the three of you dare to suppress a junior!"
A thunderous voice shook the sky. The Thunder King's voice filled with disdain resounded once more.
"Humph! Thunder King, let's see how long you can live. Let's see how long you can protect this brat!"
Emperor Forsaken's voice was filled with rage. With the rise of a second Qing Emperor, his Deity Race's plan to unify the Kunlun Realm would be delayed for a long time.
"Hahaha! Brat Qitian, when I was conferred King, your grandfather was not even born yet. How dare you say this to me? You can forget about leaving today!"
The Thunder King's loud laughter came from Bushin Palace. His laughter sounded like ten thousand peals of thunder. Cracks immediately appeared in the sky like a waterfall.
A scarlet lightning hammer flickering with countless Heavenly Phoenix talisman scripts flew towards Emperor Forsaken's will clone in the sky.
"Phoenix Blood Thunder Divine Hammer!"
Emperor Forsaken's expression changed slightly. He quickly tried to use the Divine Kingdom image under his feet. However, he suddenly discovered that the Divine Kingdom image no longer listened to him.
When Xiao Chen saw the vast and ethereal Bushin Palace, he suddenly realized that the Bushin Palace before him was a Primordial Secret Treasure in itself.
Perhaps the Divine Kingdom's main body could defeat it. However, it absolutely could not defeat the image.
"It is just a will clone. So what if you kill it? Nothing can change the fact that you do not have much lifespan left. Hahaha!"
As Emperor Forsaken reared his head back and laughed, the Phoenix Blood Thunder Divine Hammer smashed the will clone into pieces.
In an instant, the Divine Kingdom crumbled. Cries of anguish rang out as strands of scarlet light turned into huge fireballs and fell to the ground like meteors.
The Fox King and Ying Tianzong made a move to prevent the scarlet light from falling to the ground. Otherwise, the entire Tianwu City would have turned into rubble.
Xiao Chen stared at all this without blinking. His understanding of the Myriad Heaven Divine Fist's Dusk of Deities deepened, and he vaguely comprehended something.
However, the Dongyue Ghost Emperor and Xingtian left quietly. Destroying the will clone was not as easy as Emperor Forsaken made it out to be. No matter what, the main body would still be affected.
"Xiao Chen, today, I officially confer you the title of Blue Dragon King. Are you willing to accept it?!"
The Thunder King's voice rang out again after he withdrew the Phoenix Blood Thunder Divine Hammer. This time, he addressed Xiao Chen directly.
A beam of light immediately descended from the gloomy sky and landed on Xiao Chen, drawing everyone's attention.
The Thunder King personally made an appearance to confer the title of King. This was an earth-shattering event. Everyone held their breaths and focused as they looked at the dazzling youth in the beam of light.
"Many thanks to Senior Thunder King for bestowing the title. Xiao Chen is filled with gratitude and is willing to accept the title of Blue Dragon King!"
"Hahaha! Good! After ten thousand years, the title of Blue Dragon King has reappeared. This is a grand occasion. From today onwards, Xiao Chen is the new Blue Dragon King, the Blue Dragon King of my Bushin Palace and the Blue Dragon King of all the humans of my Tianwu Domain. "
Right after Xiao Chen spoke, the thunderclouds in the sky scattered, and sunlight shone down. Seven-colored heavenly flowers began to fall like heavy snowflakes.
These were the purest essence of energy in the world, reaching the level of seven colors. The Thunder King used his own cultivation to sprinkle them down. They were very different from the illusions of the cannons.
The seven-colored heavenly flowers drifting in the sky looked dense and colorful, lingering for a long time. This showed what level the Thunder King's cultivation had reached.
Immediately, countless cultivators cheered and soared into the sky, starting to fight for the boundless seven-colored heavenly flowers in the sky. It was very lively.
"Hehe! Elder Brother Xiao Chen finally succeeded in being conferred King. Big Brother Kong Yuan, Big Brother Yuan Xu, quickly help Shichen snatch the flowers."
Xiao Bai laughed happily and pulled Kong Yuan and Yuan Xu, wanting them to help her snatch the flowers.
Kong Yuan and Yuan Xu could not help but feel helpless.
The Blue Dragon King reappeared in the world, and the Thunder King personally appointed him. Under the bright sun, heavenly flowers fell in a deluge of seven colors.
This path had been very difficult. There had been countless life-or-death situations, indescribable bitterness and tiredness. Finally, there was a happy ending.
As Xiao Chen looked at the many familiar figures in the sky, he memorized their smiles and smiled in his heart.
The path was still long. The end of the King conferral ceremony was just the start of another path to Prime.
However, the hot-bloodedness in his heart did not extinguish. He worked hard for it, even if he had to endure a thousand kinds of loneliness. However, there would come a day when he reached the peak. His smile was like a flower, like today, when heavenly flowers fell and the bright sun shone.
Even the most wondrous song had its end. The boundless heavenly flowers would not be truly endless.
When the song ended and the flowers fell, the noisy and bustling King conferral ceremony started to come to an end.
--- In a tall building outside the Tianwu Plaza, Xiao Hou Jue, who had changed his clothes and washed off the dust, looked at the various cultivators who performed cupped-fist salutes and said their goodbyes to Xiao Chen amid the scattered heavenly flowers.
All sorts of emotions welled up in Xiao Chen's heart. Who would remember that this King conferral ceremony was prepared for him by the three Holy Lords?
Xiao Chen's father, Xiao Hou Zun, was still in the room. He sat alone at a table, drinking wine, his expression unreadable.
"Father, didn't the Holy Lord say that the Thunder King would not come out? Why did he still come out?" Xiao Hou Jue said through clenched teeth and clenched his fists.
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