At the end, the old man smiled sinisterly.
Xiahou Jue also revealed a smile. Participating in the King conferral ceremony in such a state was definitely seeking humiliation, becoming a foil for him.
"The Asura Race's Young Clan Head, Lan Shaobai, comes to offer congratulations!"
"The Kuafu Race's Ren Kongjue comes to offer congratulations!"
Two genius experts of the ancient races handed over their invitations. Immediately, someone called out the names of these people.
This immediately attracted the gazes of many people. These two could be considered the peak outstanding talents of the younger generation.
Unexpectedly, they came to the Bushin Palace's King conferral ceremony as well.
After that, many other famous outstanding talents came. The Heavenly Starry Ocean's Xuanshui Sect's Young Sect Master and even a mysterious person from the Zodiac Hall came.
After that, the Fiend Domain's Peacock King's descendant, The Fox King's adopted daughter and disciple, came personally, attracting everyone's attention.
Congratulations rang out endlessly. More major characters from the Ghost Domain, Corpse Domain, and Profound Domain arrived. The descendants of several Sovereign Martial Emperors came one after another, setting off waves of startled sighs in the plaza.
Even Xiahou Jue, who was on the tall platform, frowned slightly. Xiao Chen was still aware of his own limitations. Given his fame, he could not attract so many people.
"That fellow's fame is truly resounding. However, this is good as well. Today, I can use your fame to support my King conferral ceremony."
In the Haotian Sect's VIP stands, Yue Chenxi and Gong Yangyu looked around, trying to find that familiar white figure. However, they withdrew their gazes in disappointment every time.
Shui Lingling, who sat in the middle, bit her lip and frowned slightly. "Why is this fellow in such a rush? If he still does not come, it will be too late."
In the other places, the people on good terms with Xiao Chen saw that Xiao Chen was not on the tall platform. They could not hide their disappointment and worry.
Suddenly, there was a commotion in the square. It was Di Wuque and Goddess Tianyou Xi who came to congratulate them.
Under everyone's gaze, Di Wuque had a confident smile on his face as he arrived at the Protoss' VIP seats with Tianyou Xi.
The fact that Di Wuque would actually come was out of many people's expectations.
Glancing at the high platform, Di Wuque did not see Xiao Chen's figure. He calmed down a little and went to the VIP seats of the Protoss with Tianyou Xi.
After about fifteen minutes, when the black-clad old man hosting the ceremony saw that all the guests had arrived, he said eagerly, "Thank you, honored guests, for coming from afar to witness the King conferral ceremony of my Bushin Palace's new White Tiger King, Young Master Xiahou Jue."
"Now that the auspicious hour has arrived, I hereby announce the official start of the King Conferral Ceremony!"
Right after the black-clad old man spoke, the huge ceremonial cannons placed in the plaza gave off loud rumbles.
Clumps of light shot out and exploded, turning into seven-colored heavenly flowers that rained down from the sky.
This was a man-made mysterious phenomenon that consumed a lot of resources. Normally, they were five-colored heavenly flowers. This time, for the sake of this King conferral ceremony, the White Emperor City's Holy Lord did not hesitate to expend a lot of resources to create such magnificent and magnificent seven-colored heavenly flowers.
The heavenly flowers rained down, too beautiful to behold.
However, several people showed anxious expressions and did not have time to appreciate the scene.
"Who is it? How dare you barge into the Tianwu Plaza?!"
Just as Bai Shui Lingling and the others were about to lose their patience, something strange happened. Three explosive shouts came from outside the plaza.
Three Bushin Palace grandmaster-level Martial Sages with extremely strong auras soared into the air, radiating killing Qi. They wanted to kill the person barging into the plaza on the spot.
Peering through the sky full of petals, one could vaguely see a white figure.
The heavenly flowers rained down in a rainbow.
Who was barging into the Tianwu Plaza?
Did this person not know that the Bushin Palace, which was filled with experts, dared to cause trouble here? How bold was this person?
The roar immediately attracted the attention of the crowd. The geniuses and the leaders of the sects all directed their gazes in the direction of the roar.
The three Bushin Palace grandmaster-level Martial Sages attacked ruthlessly, showing no mercy.
The three of them executed their Martial Techniques, causing the sky to tremble and light to spread everywhere. The tremors caused the heavenly flowers to fly everywhere, and a strong wind blew.
An indistinct White Tiger image appeared behind them. That was the Holy Beast Martial Spirit. These three people were White Emperor City's grandmaster-level Martial Sages.
"This person is going to die."
Amid the boundless heavenly flowers, the strong wind and wind covered the person's face. Only a vague silhouette could be seen.
Although the crowd did not know who these people were, the three Bushin Palace grandmaster-level Martial Sages were from the White Emperor City, a Holy Land.
When they attacked, their demeanor and aura showed that they could kill an ordinary great grandmaster-level Martial Sages with one strike.
Based on this person's age and aura, he did not seem like a great grandmaster-level Martial Sage. How could he survive?
"Clang!"
However, just as the three's Martial Techniques approached that person, a saber hum resounded in the sky. A bright saber light covered the blazing sun in the sky.
Night suddenly fell. Only a saber light as resplendent and bright as the moon remained.
The night was flawless, and the moon was perfect and flawless.
There was an explosion in the air, and the moonlight vanished. The three great grandmaster-level Martial Sages were knocked back one kilometer.
The entire place was set abuzz. One person faced three great grandmaster-level Martial Sages alone. Not only did he not lose, but he even knocked them back. Who exactly was this person?
The white figure moved gently. His clothes fluttered, and his hair fluttered. Then, he crossed the sky full of flower petals and landed on the tall platform.
"Stop him!"
Whoosh! "
Many figures shot out from the ground. The weakest of these people were grandmaster-level Martial Sages. There were also many great grandmaster-level Martial Sages.
If an outsider dared to barge into the King conferral ceremony, it would be a big joke.
"Ding! Ding! Dang! Dang!" The white figure's hair fluttered, and saber music rang out like zither music. A wondrous zither song played in the sky. Boundless saber intent reverberated in the sky.
One by one, the figures that shot into the air were lightly brushed by the white figure.
"Xiao Chen!"
As the crowd approached, they could clearly see the appearance of that white figure. Several people's expressions changed as they cried out in shock.
After passing the final great grandmaster-level Martial Sages blocking his way, Xiao Chen landed on the tall platform. Then, he tossed out his identity medallion and handed it to the old man beside Xiao Hou Jue.
In a neither servile nor overbearing manner, Xiao Chen said in a calm tone, "I am the Haotian Sect's Xiao Chen, conferred King conferral. Sorry for being late."
When the black-clad old man saw the name on the identity medallion, his expression flickered. Back in the Bushin Palace, he was the trusted aide of the White Emperor City's Holy Lord. Otherwise, he would not have been the one to host this King conferral ceremony.
These simple and indifferent words confirmed Xiao Chen's identity. A loud commotion resounded in the plaza.
"It really is Xiao Chen. He really came."
"Wasn't it rumored that the ten great grandmaster-level Martial Sages of the Deity Race severely injured him? That doesn't seem like it at all. "
In the Haotian Sect's guest stands, Shui Lingling revealed a gentle smile as she heaved a sigh of relief.
It was good that Xiao Chen came. As long as he was alive, there was hope for everything.
Bai, who stood with Kong Yuan and Yuan Xu, squinted his eyes like a pair of crescent moons. His face filled with a joyful smile.
The Ghost Race's Qing Cheng smiled faintly. In the end, this fellow did not disappoint her. In the end, he still came.
The Full Moon Pavilion's Feng Xingsheng, the Ximen Clan's Ximen Bao, the battle-realm genius Niu Deng, and the others were slightly startled, not having expected this.
Despite so many traps and layers of obstruction, Xiao Chen still appeared at the King conferral ceremony, arriving as promised.
Some were shocked, some were disappointed, some rejoiced, and some were strangely furious.
The Deity Race's Di Wuque showed a sullen expression. Xiao Chen appeared alive, and the Deity Race's great grandmaster-level Martial Sages were nowhere to be found. That meant only one thing.
The great grandmaster-level Martial Sages who forged the Deity Statue all died at Xiao Chen's hands.
In the Corpse Race's VIP seats, Xing Jue, the personal disciple of the Corpse God Palace's Heaven Punishing Corpse God, said to Wei Hua, the Underworld Fire Sovereign's descendant, "This person is Xiao Chen? He is the one who defeated you and Long Fei on Dragon Wood Star, as well as the Iron Hand Sovereign's descendant, Kui Dou? "
Aside from the Corpse God's bloodline, the Corpse God Palace had four other Sovereign Martial Emperors, each of them in charge of a faction: the Underworld Fire Sovereign, the White Bone Sovereign, the Death Fire Sovereign, and the Ghost Fire Sovereign.
In the past, there was also the Iron Hand Sovereign, who cultivated the physical body. However, the Iron Hand Sovereign had already betrayed the Corpse God Palace and was not counted.
A murderous intent flashed in Wei Hua's eyes. He said through clenched teeth, "That's him!"
Xing Jue's gaze was frivolous, and his lips curled up slightly. He remained silent, thinking about something.
Xiao Chen's appearance was unexpected, catching that black-clad old man off guard. He did not know what to say.
"Senior, is my identity fake?"
The black-clad old man recovered his wits and handed his identity medallion to Xiao Chen. "Your identity is not fake."
Xiao Chen asked indifferently, "In that case, can we begin the King conferral ceremony?"
Xiao Hou Jue, who was at the side, smiled coldly and said, "You speak in such absolute terms. Whether you can be conferred King or not is not decided yet. During the King conferral ceremony, experts of the same generation can challenge each other. If someone beats you half to death, there is no need for you to continue being conferred King. "
Xiao Chen's eyes narrowed. Then, he turned his head to look at Xiao Hou Jue and smiled. "Brother Xiahou, since you are so confident, how about the two of us exchange moves first before being conferred King?"
This provoked Xiao Hou Jue to agree. However, the black-clad old man at the side quickly said, "Young Master, don't be rash. Confer King first."
At the same time, Xiao Hou Jue sent a voice projection, Don't fight with him first. Someone will deal with him later. Later, when everyone comes to offer their congratulations, the Holy Lord has already made arrangements. Let him make a fool of himself first. "
Xiao Hou Jue snorted coldly and ignored Xiao Chen. When everyone came to offer their congratulations, it was a competition of connections.
When everyone came to offer their congratulations, Xiao Hou Jue was confident that, given the White Tiger Holy Lord's status, no one in the Tianwu Domain would dare to not give him face.
Under the Holy Lord's pressure, aside from the Haotian Sect, no one in the Tianwu Domain would send a congratulatory gift to Xiao Chen.
At that time, there would be an endless stream of people coming to offer their congratulations. This would be a sharp contrast to the cold and cheerless scene of the other party.
The King conferral ceremony began. The black-clad old man started to recite Xiao Hou Jue's military merits, speaking in an excited voice.
"Xiao Hou Jue, one million military merits, a great contribution. Bushin Palace specially conferred the title of White Tiger King, one hundred bottles of Sage Grade Medicinal Pills, one Heaven Ranked Cultivation Technique, one King Grade Secret Treasure, and one set of White Tiger King Armor."
After detailing Xiao Hou Jue's military merits, the black-clad old man started to announce the rewards that Bushin Palace gave out. The long list of rewards was all worth cities.
Music rang out, and beautiful girls on both sides of the tall platform stepped forward to help Xiao Hou Jue put on the White Tiger King Armor, which shone with a bright light.
"Qian Yun of the Flowing Cloud Sect is here on the orders of the Sect Master to congratulate Young Master Xiao Hou Jue on being conferred King. We hereby present a Peak Spirit Vein."
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