Ye Zichen sat atop his throne, cold light flashing through his eyes. His awe-inspiring tone made everyone present feel as though theyâd been cast into an endless abyss. They trembled in terror.
The focus of his attention, the Heavenly Emperor of Supreme Polarity, felt his heart clench involuntarily.
Beneath the weight of that gaze, the feeling deep within his heart was clearlyâŠ.
Terror!
In the hundred thousand years following his birth, heâd never tasted fear.
His fingers trembled slightly. His heart thudded violently and his back was coated in a thin veneer of sweat.
After a lengthy pause, he roared in fury, âshameless boasting!â
Judgment?
He was the son of the Ancient Mother and cultivated a peerless Grand Dao.
Starting from the moment of his birth, all of mankind had venerated him; hundreds of millions of joss sticks and candles had been burned in his name. Throughout the entire Three Realms, no one could compete with him in terms of natural talent.
And now this kid from god-knows-where suddenly showed up and started spouting a load of nonsense about âjudgingâ him?
Ridiculous!
Conceited!
The ravings of a madman!
âYou want to restrain me with a little seal like this? Such wild arrogance!â he shouted tyrannically. Immediately afterward, the immortals saw the Heavenly Emperor of Supreme Polarityâs silver eyes flash as his right hand gently knocked the invisible barrier.
A faint black vortex appeared above his palm, swirling with swallowing destructive power.
âThisâŠ..â
Despite themselves, the onlooking immortals were struck dumb. As they watched the Heavenly Emperor attack, the seal restricting him really did start shattering.
You ought to know: no one else present had any means of breaking their bonds.
âThe Grand Dao of Destruction lives up to its reputationâ Although the Heavenly Emperor of Supreme Polarity stood against him, the North Pole Emperor couldnât help but sigh in admiration.
They were all outstandingly gifted. Without startlingly high natural talent, it wouldnât have been possible to reach their current level. Even so, all of them still walked the path of ordinary Grand Daos.
They had no other choice! The path of a Grand Dao was difficult to walk!
If they walked such a path, who could guarantee theyâd have any results?
Besides, the Jade Emperor was a living example: heâd walked the path of an ordinary Dao, but wasnât he still the first among them to ascend to godhood?
Even as they sighed with emotion, some of them couldnât help but worry.
For instance, the God of Thunder, Nezha, and other immortals whoâd befriended Ye Zichen in those early days. They were from the Heavenly Court. They knew just how capable the Heavenly Emperor of Supreme Polarity was.
âIs that all youâve got?â When he saw that the Grand Dao of Destruction was effective against the seal, contempt flickered in the Heavenly Emperor of Supreme Polarityâs eyes. âJust wait until Iâve broken through. Iâll definitely kill you and re-settle my Dao Heart.â
The Heavenly Emperor of Supreme Polarityâs words were unyielding, his gaze awe-inspiring as he looked at Ye Zichen.
However, what really shook him was that since the very beginning, Ye Zichen was still looking at him with that same cold, aloof look.
It was as if Ye Zichen was completely indifferent to his actions. When he meticulously examined Ye Zichenâs gaze, he even found hints of encouragement.
Of course, in his eyes, there was also an emotion the Heavenly Emperor couldnât understand.
What he didnât know, what he hadnât understood, was pity.
In Ye Zichenâs eyes, this arrogant figure who held no others in his eyes, was merely someone to be pitied.
The Dao of Destruction lived up to its reputation; it really was unparalleled amongst the Three Thousand Grand Daos. It was usable even in this space.
You could spend your entire lifetime pursuing this sort of Great Dao without uncovering any clues. Even so, heâd decisively resolved to cultivate it. That alone was proof of his arrogant nature. Furthermore, the fact that heâd already opened the door and caught a glimpse of its true power proved just how talented he was.
However, heâd ultimately never truly comprehended the true meaning of destruction.
Destruction meant annihilation. When he saw that the Heavenly Emperor of Supreme Polarity could only maintain a vortex the size of his fist, Ye Zichen lost interest in him.
His definition and understanding of destruction were both too narrow.
âHmph, just wait until I break through my bonds. Iâll be interested to see if you can stay seated then.â He raised his sharp brows.
The black vortex continuously destroyed the space around it. In order to escape the seal as past as power, the Heavenly Emperor of Supreme Polarity focused completely, giving the vortex his all.
HoweverâŠ..
As he tried to use the power of annihilation to break through his bonds, the Heavenly Emperor of Supreme Polarityâs heart suddenly shook violently. Heâd just noticed that, although heâd poured an incalculable amount of effort into creating a hole in his bonds, the gap healed itself in just a single breathâs worth of time.
After that, his destructive power couldnât even keep pace with the sealâs recovery.
Instantly, Ye Zichenâs gaze resurfaced in the Heavenly Emperorâs mind. To his shock, in that complicated expression, he realized that the part he hadnât understood at first was pity.
Was he pitying me?
This emperor doesnât need your pity!
He shouted furiously in his heart, then struggled even harder to break through his bonds.
Watching him, Ye Zichen only smiled confidently. Then he retracted his gaze, no longer paying any attention as the Heavenly Emperor of Supreme Polarity madly tried to break through the seal.
Instead, he addressed the immortals below, âthis emperor already knows all that you have done. I know full well which of you are traitors, as well as who among you loyally defended your respective realms.â
As he spoke, brilliantly colored clouds and mists appeared above their heads.
âI am the Master of the Three Realms, yet I didnât immediately resolve this situation for you. This was my dereliction of duty, so Iâll grant you all good fortune. Your seals have been lifted as well. I shall no longer restrict your movements here.â
Countless beams of multicolored light descended, enveloping the immortals whoâd been injured defending their realms.
âSo comfortable.â Little Nezha, whose face was splattered with blood, couldnât help but mutter to himself. Heavenly King Li had been comatose since his fight with the Count of Wind and Lord of Rain. Now, the injuries healed at a rate visible to the naked eye.
In just a few breaths of time, aside from the bloody marks still left on their bodies, there was no longer any sign that theyâd ever been injured.
It wasnât just that. At the same time as their injuries healed, their strength shot up without pause. The shackles restricting their cultivation were unable to stop them; they broke through without any interference.
More exaggerated than that, though, was the fact that quite a few of the major powers whoâd long since reached the Immortal King level hit the wall separating them from godhood.
However, this space obstructed the Will of the Heavens. If they left, theyâd undergo divine tribulation.
âThank you, Emperor Ye.â
The group of immortals kowtowed in gratitude. Ye Zichen wasnât overly responsive. He simply waved his hands, separating them from the traitors.
Now that heâd felt the extent of Ye Zichenâs capabilities, the formerly unbridled traitors couldnât help but knit their brows and tremble violently. Even if they hadnât been overly obvious, they knew in their heartsâŠ...
Their path had already reached its end.
However, they still had at least some integrity; not one of them pled for mercy.
History is written by the winners. They understood this principle. Since the moment they first stepped down this path, they already had no way to return. They also didnât believe Ye Zichen would spare them just because they asked him to.
If they were going to die anyway, they might as well die with integrity.
The traitors looked solemnly ahead.
âEmperor Ye, how do you intend to punish them?â asked the North Pole Emperor. âThe Heavenly Emperor of Supreme Polarity is my older brother. Furthermore, he wasnât affiliated with the demons. Could you perhapsâŠâŠâ
âThatâs right, thereâs also our Immortal RegionâsâŠâŠâ
âEmperor Ye, the Guardian Gods of the Underworldâs Heavenly Palaces are actuallyâŠ..â
One after the other, people from the Underworld, Heavenly Court, and Immortal Region pled for mercy on behalf of those on trial.
All they got in response, however, was Ye Zichenâs heartless rebuke.
âShut up!â
The crowd immediately grew silent.
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