mtl008 Chapter 1542
Chapter 1542
Whoosh whoosh ——
Suddenly, a dense crowd of young people appeared on the scene, including the eliminated God-Slaying Guards, the feudal lords who had collected a thousand Mountain and River Tokens, and the geniuses of various sects.
This includes many immortals from sects under Qing Tianchen's jurisdiction who were taken in, as well as Xuanqing Palace disciples such as Bai Li, Piaoxue, Jianxin, Yunyi, Qinglian, and Fengyue.
Beishan Lingwei, Xuanxiao Ziling, Qinglong, and Zhuque were all taken in by the celestial immortals and released by the tribal immortals not far from His Majesty and Chen Xuan.
The million young people, once released, were quickly shocked by what they saw.
Looking up, could the white-haired boy sitting to the left of His Majesty the Emperor, surrounded by flames, be Chen Xuan?
"Hey, isn't that Chen Xuan? What makes him worthy of sitting on the same level as His Majesty?"
When Shenhuo Hou heard that Shenhuo Liuyun dared to speak Chen Xuan's name directly, which was extremely disrespectful, he immediately glared and flew into a rage, slapping Shenhuo Liuyun hard across the back of the head. Shenhuo Liuyun was hit hard on the back of the head and did a front flip on the auspicious cloud, kneeling down with stars in his eyes.
"How dare you! That's your ancestor!" Marquis Shenhuo grabbed the unworthy tribal youth and said, "From now on, when you see Chen Xuan, you must pay him a respectful bow, understand?"
Shenhuo Liuyun was still a bit dazed, but seeing the clan leader's murderous glare, he looked up at Chen Xuan, who was smiling and talking with His Majesty, and nodded slightly: "Although... well, alright then."
"Hey kid, I'll skin you alive! I'm not kidding, you hear me?!"
The same scene was not only happening at the seat of the Divine Fire Marquis Xiangyun, but also among the descendants of those who had been robbed by Chen Xuan and his group in the Mountain and River World. Their ancestors were using extremely brutal methods to punish their clansmen and descendants.
This includes Xuanxiao Ziling, the number one on the Qingbang list who is by the side of Wuxin Laozu.
"Ziling, whatever conflicts you had with Lord Chen Xuan before, you must forget them completely at this moment. Do not harbor even the slightest thought of revenge. I want you to make a heavenly oath now before me, before His Majesty, and before the hundreds of billions of branches of my Xuanxiao lineage."
Xuanxiao Ziling was surprised to hear his master address Chen Xuan as... "Master?"
Upon hearing these words, his face instantly turned pale—with his strength, he was naturally not qualified to witness Chen Xuan's killing of Qingyun, but he understood the meaning behind the words of the tribe's Heavenly Immortal Ancestor.
Seeing the complex and resentful look in Ziling's eyes, the Heartless Ancestor patted his head and said, "The life, death, honor, and disgrace of my Xuanxiao lineage are all decided by Chen Xuan's single thought. Do you understand what that means?"
"What? This..." Xuanxiao Ziling was shocked and in great pain. He then suppressed his inner horror, nodded heavily, and immediately made a vow to Heaven.
"Wei'er." Bei Shan Xiaolong looked at Bei Shan Lingwei, a clansman he valued highly, and solemnly instructed her in a telepathic message, "With your talent and appearance, you are no weaker than Lord Chen Xuan's five Daoist partners. If possible in the future, if you can become his sixth Daoist partner, our Bei Shan lineage will take off immediately. Do you understand?"
Upon hearing this, Bei Shan Lingwei blushed at first, then looked at the white-haired youth chatting and laughing beside His Majesty with utter shock.
"Wei'er understands." Bei Shan Ling Wei looked at the so-called dark horse she had once disregarded and looked down upon, who now required the tribe's celestial ancestor to send a telepathic message and even personally express his intention to curry favor with Chen Xuan.
This huge psychological gap and reversal of status left Beishan Lingwei, the proud daughter of the Beishan clan, with mixed feelings and extremely complicated emotions.
Beishan Lingwei's cheeks flushed, her eyes flickered, and she looked at Chen Xuan, murmuring bitterly in her heart: "Even our ancestors addressed you as 'Master,' Chen Xuan, what exactly did you do before? What kind of person are you?"
Compared to these juniors who were once Chen Xuan's rivals, the immortals from various sects, after being released by the feudal kings and learning some news, including the three thousand immortals from the sects under the feudal kings such as Ancestor Longxi, Immortal Chanyue, Immortal Yuxin, and the Four Great Academies, all looked in shock at the white-haired youth on the huge auspicious cloud in the distance.