deltrittennovels Chapter 435 A Guest Arrives from Afar
Chapter 435 A Guest Arrives from Afar
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Nine Heavens Continent, Central State, Great Xia Dynasty.
The atmosphere in the magnificent imperial court was originally extremely tense.
The emperor, who was dressed in a nine-dragon imperial robe and was so majestic and arrogant, was now slumped on the dragon throne without any regard for his image, with a fine layer of cold sweat on his forehead.
Just now, in front of the entire court, he patted his chest and made a solemn oath.
"If anyone can become emperor, I will swallow this dragon throne whole."
That's a dragon throne made of ten-thousand-year-old black iron!
Its hardness is comparable to that of a holy weapon!
If he were to actually swallow that, even if he were at the peak of the Great Sage realm, he would probably break all his teeth and suffer from indigestion for hundreds of years.
Good thing...
Heaven is merciless; Qingming has fallen.
Watching that tragic ending, the emperor felt regret, but also a deep sense of relief welled up inside him.
"call……"
The emperor let out a long breath and even patted the cold, hard armrest beneath him, as if he were relieved that the chair had been saved.
"Thank goodness, thank goodness..."
"My teeth have been saved."
The prime minister below kept his eyes down, pretending not to notice his emperor's lapse in composure, and simply bowed and sighed at the opportune moment.
"Your Majesty is wise."
"Although that Azure Nether Quasi-Emperor was exceptionally talented, he was, after all, a remnant of the old era. Heaven would not tolerate him, and the Great Dao would reject him. Even if he took the last step, he would still be unable to escape death in the end."
"This struggle for the imperial path is truly brutal to the extreme."
Upon hearing this, the emperor's expression of relief gradually faded, replaced by a deep sense of solemnity.
He stood up, walked to the entrance of the main hall, and gazed at the starry sky that still retained the aura of the tribulation lightning.
"yes……"
"Ten thousand years of waiting, ten thousand years of self-imposed isolation, and in the end all that was gained was a handful of yellow earth."
"Is this the end of spiritual practice?"
"Although I won the bet, why do I feel so uneasy?"
"If even such an extraordinary person cannot defy fate, then who among me... and indeed all the people under heaven, can truly transcend it?"
For a moment, the entire court of the Great Xia Dynasty fell into a deathly silence.
They all knew that the failure of the Azure Nether Quasi-Emperor was not just the failure of one person, but more like a declaration of some despairing rule.
……
at the same time.
Shenhuoling, Purple Bamboo Forest.
Compared to the hustle and bustle and sighs of the outside world, this place still maintains a rare tranquility.
A gentle breeze rustled the bamboo leaves.
Lin Hanzhou was still dressed in simple black clothes, lying lazily on the bamboo chair that had been worn smooth by countless years.
His eyes were slightly closed, as if the cosmic catastrophe that had just occurred had never existed; he didn't even bother to lift his eyelids.
But behind him.
Jiang Ling, who should have been brewing tea for him, was now deathly pale and stiffly huddled behind Lin Hanzhou's chair, not daring to even breathe.
Even the pot of scalding hot spiritual tea in her hand trembled slightly uncontrollably, spilling a few drops of tea.
Because, in this bamboo forest where there were originally only the master and his apprentice, an uninvited guest appeared at some unknown time.
The man stood not far in front of Lin Hanzhou, quietly with his hands behind his back.
This is an extremely young and extremely handsome man.
He was also dressed in all black.
But unlike Lin Hanzhou's plain clothes that looked like something from a street stall, this man's black clothes appeared extremely luxurious.
It was a precious garment woven from ten-thousand-year-old celestial silkworm silk mixed with stardust, shimmering with a faint dark light. It appeared understated, but in reality, its defensive power was astonishing.
On his chest and cuffs, a lifelike Qilin pattern was embroidered with an unknown gold thread.
The Qilin was not an inanimate object, but rather seemed to possess a life of its own. With the man's breath, it inhaled and exhaled the surrounding spiritual energy of heaven and earth, emitting a terrifying pressure originating from the primordial era.
Mo Linyu.
The leading figure of this generation of the Qilin Ancient Clan is also the legendary Emperor's Son!
His father was the Qilin Ancient Emperor who had attained the Dao and become an emperor countless years ago!
Moreover, it is said that the ancient emperor is still alive. In order to obtain the opportunity to become an immortal, he cut himself and transformed into the supreme being of the forbidden zone. He still resides in a certain forbidden zone of life.
As the emperor's own son, Mo Linyu possesses the purest imperial blood.
His birth was marked by extraordinary signs of sainthood.
He began practicing Taoism at the age of three and beheaded a king at the age of ten.
At the age of one hundred, he had already swept aside all his peers and was hailed as the most promising prodigy to inherit his father's glory!
At this moment.
He stood there quietly, making no move, yet the surrounding space seemed unable to bear his presence, emitting a faint groan.
That's the aura of a peak Quasi-Emperor!
Moreover, he is a quasi-emperor whose blood and energy are at their peak and who is currently at the height of his life!
"senior……"
Jiang Ling's voice was barely audible, filled with undisguised fear.
As a Saint, she felt her soul tremble under the overwhelming pressure of that bloodline.
If the previous hundred or so quasi-emperors were like flickering candles about to go out.
Then the Mo Linyu in front of you is like the blazing midday sun!
They're not even on the same level!
"Don't be afraid."
Lin Hanzhou's voice remained lazy, as if nothing had happened.
He slowly opened his eyes, his gaze passing over Jiang Ling and landing on Mo Linyu opposite him.
"Is it not delightful to have guests coming from afar?"
"but……"
A playful smile curved Lin Hanzhou's lips.
"Sir, the smell on you... is a bit strong."
"It's ruined my tea."
Upon hearing this, Mo Linyu's deep, black gem-like eyes narrowed slightly.
He wasn't angry; instead, he gave an elegant and appropriate smile.
"Fellow Daoist is joking."
"My name is Mo Linyu. I apologize for my intrusion."
His voice was gentle and warm, without a trace of hostility, yet it carried an irresistible air of superiority.
"You witnessed that imperial tribulation just now, didn't you, fellow Daoist?"
Mo Linyu pointed to the sky and said calmly:
"Qingming Quasi-Emperor, a peerless figure."
"Unfortunately, he chose the wrong path and the wrong time."
Lin Hanzhou picked up his teacup, took a small sip, and remained noncommittal.
"Oh? What do you mean?"
Mo Linyu took a step forward, and the invisible pressure intensified even further.
"Everyone believes that the path to becoming emperor depends entirely on strength."
"But in my opinion, timing is often more important than ability."
"Qingming sealed himself away for 70,000 years."
"This doomed him to failure."