Published: February 26, 2025
While Tan Yun and Fang Zixi were in seclusion, in the vast Southern Divine Domain, in corners unknown to anyone, young boys, girls, youths, and middle-aged individuals were crying loudly...
They were none other than the high-ranking members and disciples who had escaped a calamity and were no longer in the Heavenly Gate Divine Palace.
Their tears contained joy upon learning that the palace master was not dead.
It also represented their excitement in discovering that their holy son, Tan Yun, was actually a member of the Immortal Ancient Divine Race.
Thus, they cried!
They were overjoyed to tears, eagerly anticipating the day when the palace master and Tan Yun would rebuild the Heavenly Gate Divine Palace.
At the same time, they firmly believed that this day would not be far away...
As time passed, six months swiftly went by.
In the Southern Divine Domain, within the Southern Divine Domain Imperial Palace.
In the resplendent and grand hall, a banquet was set up.
Seated at the top table were Hu Yan Zhang and the Western Continent Emperor.
In the second row, sat the grand marshals of East Town, South Town, West Town, and North Town of the Western Continent Ancestral Dynasty, along with the guardian saint elder of the Elysium Sect.
In the back rows, three hundred and twenty powerful figures, ranging from the first layer to the seventh layer of the dao ancestor realm, were also seated.
Among these strong individuals, some were from the Southern Divine Domain, while most were powerful members of the Southern Divine Domain who had pledged allegiance to Hu Yan Zhang.
Hu Yan Zhang raised his wine cup, slowly stood up from his seat, looked at everyone, and laughed, "This sovereign raises a toast to you all. If it weren't for your strong support, the Southern Divine Domain wouldn't have achieved such swift success."
The powerful figures all stood up, laughing as they raised their cups.
Just as Hu Yan Zhang and the Western Continent Emperor were about to drink, a general arrived outside the hall, knelt on one knee in front of Hu Yan Zhang, and reported, "Reporting to the sovereign, Zhou Yusheng, the City Lord of Ancient Void Divine City, seeks an audience."
"Let him in," Hu Yan Zhang said.
However, the Western Continent Emperor beside Hu Yan Zhang furrowed his brows, thinking to himself, "What does Zhou Yusheng want?"
At that moment, a disheveled Zhou Yusheng hurriedly entered the hall and suddenly knelt before the Western Continent Emperor.
Before the Western Continent Emperor could ask a question, Zhou Yusheng's next words were like a thunderclap to the Western Continent Emperor.
Zhou Yusheng bowed and shouted, "Reporting to the sovereign and the emperor, something terrible has happened! The Western Continent Ancestral City has been destroyed, and the Imperial Palace has also been obliterated!"
With a loud bang, the Western Continent Emperor's head buzzed, and the wine cup in his hand dropped and shattered on the floor.
The Western Continent Emperor roared, "The Imperial Palace is guarded by my father-in-law and Dao Ancestor Lu Jun, how could it possibly be destroyed?"
"Is your information reliable?"
Hu Yan Zhang, standing nearby, also turned serious, "If you dare lie, I will flay you alive this very moment!"
Hu Yan Zhang was known for being ruthless in the supreme ancestor realm. Hearing his reprimand, Zhou Yusheng bowed again and replied, "Sovereign, I saw with my own eyes that the Western Continent Ancestral City was destroyed and the Imperial Palace was massacred. I wouldn't dare lie!"
The Western Continent Emperor's eyes widened in fury, "What is the casualty situation in the Imperial Palace and Western Continent Ancestral City?"
Zhou Yusheng replied truthfully, "Reporting to the emperor, the Western Continent Ancestral City and the Imperial Palace are filled with corpses. After receiving the news, I went there and discovered... everyone was dead."
"The emperor and empress!" The Western Continent Emperor's stout body trembled violently, tears streaming down his face, "Tell me, who did this?"