Dominating Martial King

Chapter 2001: Chapter 651: Orthodoxy (3)

And at this moment, no one in the hall raised any objection.

Their Emperor Dalv has gained virtue by the beings, his achievements shining across eternity! The Human Clan’s Saint Emperor, deservedly so!

Coincidentally, in the Dutian Divine Palace, in the Ancestor Hall.

’Divine Finger Dutian’ Chen Nailuo withdrew his gaze from the starry sky and instead turned to observe the expressions of the high-levels present at the Dutian Divine Palace.

Chen Nailuo took note of their expressions.

The vast majority were excited and joyful, yet some showed subtle regret and panic.

"You all!"

Chen Nailuo’s eyes were cold and sharp as a blade, pointing to the portraits and memorial tablets beside him: "Do you still want to oppose my removal of these so-called ancestors from the sect?"

Everyone in the hall fell into silence.

No sound came from those who had vehemently opposed before.

"I won’t say things like ’different clans have different hearts,’ only observe their words and listen to their actions. What these few have done has embarrassed the Dutian Divine Palace; they are not worthy to be Divine Palace disciples."

Then he looked outside the door, gazing afar into the cloud sky: "This matter must be announced to the world, to correct rumors! Furthermore, send orders that our Divine Palace recognizes the Dalv Dynasty as the rightful lineage of the Human Clan, and from today on, inner and outer sect disciples who still wish to serve the Daning Dynasty are not qualified to be part of the Dutian Divine Palace."

Chen Nailuo let out a light laugh, his expression filled with endless emotion and infinite gratitude and joy.

"At this perilous moment for the Human Clan, when Lu Chen overcome the trials of the Divine Continent, to have an emperor such as Heaven’s Pride reversing our clan’s fortune is indeed a blessing, a blessing! Now with the Saint Emperor in the world, if our Human Clan cannot eliminate internal conflict and work together, it will only invite ridicule from the Giant Spirits."

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Three days later, in a simple stone palace at the edge of the Demon Realm Battlefront, Chu Xisheng, regarded by many as the ’Saint Emperor’, lay sprawled on the bed, a divine figure reclining.

His eyes were hollow, devoid of any luster, still tainted with remnants of blood energy, yet he showed no expression at all, his breath calm and serene, coldly indifferent, as if he had transformed into a rock uninvolved with the world.

Chu Xisheng felt a great increase in his state of mind.

He now entered an unselfish state, incomparably tranquil and detached.

In any case, he suddenly lost interest in everything.

Chu Xisheng guessed he might have reached the Buddhists’ realm of no-self, overcoming greed, hatred, ignorance, and the seven emotions.

He understood the nature of everything is void, cycles of arising and ceasing, thus externally without attachment, internally unmoved.

Ween Suyi sat beside the bed, organizing her appearance in front of an ice mirror.

She used not to care about her appearance at all and would not spend time on grooming.

But upon being with Chu Xisheng, she became particularly attentive.

She always harbored a slight sense of inferiority, as she was much older than Chu Xisheng.

"Do you really have to return to the Mortal World today? Can’t you wait another two days? Burial Sky has returned and within the Demon Realm Battlefront, they cannot touch you for the time being."

When Ween Suyi said this, her eyes unintentionally filled with lingering affection and reluctance.

It had been less than three days since the battle that engulfed the entire Star Sky, yet Chu Xisheng had to return to the Mortal World.

Actually, according to Ween Suyi’s senses, her ’first night’ with Chu Xisheng in the Ice City seemed just like yesterday.

Afterward, she fell into a sealing state, feeling almost nothing about the passage of time.

However, at this moment, Ween Suyi’s mood was incredibly downcast.

Her time with Chu Xisheng was truly too fleeting.

"It might not be necessarily so."

Chu Xisheng replied in a tone devoid of fluctuation: "The key to warfare is to strive not to give the other side any opportunity. Burial Sky is very strong, especially in the Demon Realm Battlefront. However, those Celestial Star Gods have vast Divine Skills, their means unfathomable; there’s no saying they might not have a way to prevent me from returning to the Mortal World."

As he spoke, he glanced at his character panel.

Life expectancy: 339,834 days

Great, in the battle that lasted three days, life expectancy directly reduced by approximately over a thousand days!

These nine hundred years of life seem like a lot, yet it can’t stand much turmoil.

His ’Blood of Ten Thousand Ages’ is still far from reaching ideal levels.

"Is that so?" Ween Suyi laughed upon hearing this, looking at him across a layer of gauze: "But I see you worry about All Gods as false, worrying about your Yunyun and Luanyi as true."

Chu Xisheng remained expressionless: "Nonsense."

He secretly pondered why this woman, who was clearly tender and considerate, spoke so frankly at this moment?

He dared not continue to stay here.

But this was not because of fear of getting beaten or anything, but rather to maintain balance.

These past days, Chu Yunyun and Lu Luanti had been tirelessly plotting and planning for Chu Xisheng, risking their lives, yet after the fact, he indulged himself with Ween Suyi in Outer Domain; it’s truly unjustifiable.

Chu Xisheng estimated the time in his mind.

After breaking through to super-grade, Chu Yunyun needed time to stabilize her cultivation and eliminate residual toxins, but given her talent and cultivation, it should just be a matter of three to five days.

Lu Luanti was struck by a lucky chance, not only designated by Zhi Sou to inherit a powerful Divine Artifact, but also obtained Zhi Sou’s complete Magic Talisman legacy.

However, Chu Xisheng reckoned she was about to conclude her seclusion as well.

It wouldn’t take long to initially refine the Divine Artifact and study Zhi Sou’s teachings; a basic grasp would suffice.

To truly master the legacy left by Zhi Sou, slow learning upon returning to the Mortal World would be required.

So, if he didn’t leave now, it would be too late; the harem in the Dalv Dynasty would endure turbulence.

Then Ween Suyi sighed, raising her hand to lift the gauze curtain: "Let me dress my husband."

She was, in fact, tempted to keep Chu Xisheng by her side regardless of everything, but eventually wasn’t the kind of woman who neglected the larger picture for personal feelings.

Chu Xisheng was right; those Ancestor Gods wouldn’t let matters rest. For safety’s sake, her husband should return to the Mortal World as soon as possible.

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