Shrouding the Heavens

Chapter 393 - 394 Chapter 399 Waiting for the Peacock King to Come and Pay Homage

394: Chapter 399: Waiting for the Peacock King to Come and Pay Homage 394: Chapter 399: Waiting for the Peacock King to Come and Pay Homage “The Dark Night King has fallen!

He endured for ages, living for over four thousand years, with almost no one able to challenge his might, yet he was ultimately defeated and perished!” “Four thousand years of immortality!

One of the so-called invincible Twin Kings of the Central States has now turned to ashes—it’s almost unbelievable!” …

Everyone was discussing it.

The King of the Central States had died an untimely death; even wearing the divine armor of an ancient sage, he had been slain.

This deeply shocked every single person.

This marked the end of an era.

A King who once lorded over the mortal world had forever become a part of history.

His blood and fame forged the great legend of another Divine King.

WHIZ!

To the south of the divine city, a pillar of draconic Blood Qi that pierced the sky dimmed and then completely extinguished, signaling that a third supreme figure had been erased from the mortal world.

Another great figure was dead.

It was hard for people to imagine what terrifying upheavals would follow this night!

Saint Master Level figures were the masters of this land, yet they were slaughtered one after another this night.

This would certainly cause a tremendous upheaval and undoubtedly shake the world.

At this moment, the Jiang Family finally relaxed.

The Divine King had reversed the tide of battle, single-handedly slaying the Dark Night King, which left them in disbelief.

It’s a pity we couldn’t keep that Great Emperor’s Holy Weapon.

Otherwise, who in this world would dare oppose our Jiang Family?

This was the heartfelt sentiment of many in the Jiang Family.

“Who exactly are those thirteen Saint Master Level figures?

Why didn’t the Divine King Ancestor spare their lives to uncover their origins?” A young cultivator from the Jiang Family was puzzled.

This night had been very stifling, and he wanted to know who exactly their hidden enemies were.

Jiang Yun glanced at him but said nothing.

The other elders also remained silent.

Among the younger generation, Jiang Yifei, a descendant of the Divine King, was also present.

He bore a striking resemblance to Jiang Taixu in spirit and was equally as graceful as jade.

He shook his head, saying, “Unless we can stand against the entire world.” The names of the thirteen Saint Master Level figures were unknown to the world, so their deaths meant little in themselves.

However, if their identities were publicly investigated, it would mean a complete falling out with the great powers behind them, leading inevitably to war!

The Jiang Family, with a legacy spanning over a hundred thousand years, was renowned for its peak prosperity.

They were powerful enough to intimidate the Eastern Wastelands and stood as an exceedingly strong and transcendent existence, even among the various Sacred Lands.

However, they absolutely lacked the strength to stand alone against all the Sacred Lands.

If even a few Sacred Lands were found to be involved, it would trigger a tsunami-like great war.

What kind of person was the peerless Divine King?

He had likely discerned the identities of these individuals during the confrontation but would not reveal them, opting instead for their total annihilation.

Regardless of whether they hailed from the Central States or the Eastern Wastelands, the Divine King was fearless.

Thus, he killed them without hesitation, and no Dynasty or Sacred Land dared to step forward and accuse him; they were all too eager to distance themselves.

WHIZ!

The fourth pillar of Blood Qi piercing through heaven and earth dimmed; another great figure became dust in the annals of history.

Subsequently, vast pillars of Blood Qi, as massive as mountains shooting into the sky, were extinguished one after another, with no great interval between them.

“Dead!

All of them vanquished!

Not one of the seven Saint Master Level figures survived!” “What a peerless Divine King, what extraordinary elegance!

To single-handedly slay thirteen Saint Masters, obliterate three old fiends, and cut down the Central States’ Dark Night King—what astonishing prowess!” Inside the divine city, everyone was astounded.

The Divine King’s resurrection and his accomplishment of such a world-shaking feat in a single night truly stirred their hearts.

“All extinguished!

None could survive!

These were all Overlords of their era!” These Heroic Lords could have swept across the world, as almost no one could contend with them!

They represented the supreme combat power of the current age.

Unfortunately, they encountered the peerless Divine King, sealing their unchangeable fate.

Ye Fan was also astounded.

The Divine King’s heroic bearing—who could challenge him?

Throughout the current age, could another such figure even be found?

By this time, he had already lost his connection with the Fire God Furnace.

That mysterious furnace, seemingly imbued with life, autonomously followed the Divine King along with the Hengyu Furnace.

This night was destined to be sleepless; no one could remain calm.

The peerless Divine King had astounded the world, stirring everyone’s emotions.

In the Heavenly Universe, a solitary figure approached.

The bloodstains were gone from his white robes, and his black hair danced lightly in the wind.

The Divine King showed no joy from his victory, only endless desolation and sorrow.

He came before the Dragon Transformation Pool.

Everyone bowed down in profound respect, each person deeply moved.

The Divine King bade them rise.

Then, he approached the mangled remains of flesh and blood.

With a soft cry, his body radiated brilliantly, completely purifying the area.

“Divine King Ancestor, you needn’t grieve.

All disciples willingly came to save you; being able to contribute was their greatest wish,” Jiang Yun advised.

He didn’t want the Divine King to consume his Life Qi for this, which would further damage his already extremely depleted body.

“I do not know if reincarnation and rebirth exist.

If they do, I have already used forbidden techniques from the ancient scriptures to ensure their peaceful passage,” Jiang Taixu said, his heart aching with sorrow, for these descendants had died for him.

“Divine King Ancestor, you need not be so…” the ninth great bandit, Jiang Hi, also stepped forward to counsel him.

“Past lives are illusory, future lives are ethereal; one can only strive for the present.” The peerless Divine King’s face was etched with weariness, and then he collapsed.

“Divine King Ancestor!” Everyone paled in shock, and chaos erupted.

「At dawn.」 The Divine King awakened.

He soared into the high heavens.

With a fierce tremor of his body, a scarlet radiance engulfed the divine city.

BOOM!

The tides of Extreme Divine Power surged and then finally receded.

The seal on the divine city was broken, and it was finally reconnected with the outside world.

Ye Fan said nothing and immediately summoned the mysterious jade platform, intending to traverse the void.

He sensed that the Divine King’s condition was precarious and couldn’t ascertain what great upheavals the divine city might face next.

“You need not leave,” the Divine King’s voice suddenly resounded in his mind, compelling him to halt his actions.

“Little friend, we have yet to repay your great kindness.

Please do not leave,” members of the Jiang Family also spoke out to stop him.

The moment the divine city was unsealed, many traversed the void, sending news far and wide.

The Northern Region and the Eastern Wastelands were shaken, and even the Central States experienced tremendous shockwaves.

On this day, the entire world was shocked!

Thirteen Saint Master Level figures, killed by one person in a single night!

It sounded like something out of a legend.

Almost no one dared to believe it.

The Eastern Wastelands experienced a most terrifying tremor.

Everyone was stunned, their hearts filled with fear.

Various sects were alarmed.

The resurrected Divine King alone had wrought such terrifying consequences; any cultivator would be aghast.

The Central States also erupted in a great wave of unrest.

Who was the Dark Night King?

He was a heaven-gifted King, who had proudly lorded over the mortal world for over four thousand years, rarely encountering a worthy opponent.

Ultimately, like his brother, he met his end in the Eastern Wastelands.

Rumors in the world spoke of the Taiyang Monarch and the Dark Night King being invincible when united, two inherently complementary Kings.

Unfortunately, this grand spectacle never came to pass, as they were killed separately.

However, people held expectations for their descendants, hoping that twin Kings might emerge once more!

The Eastern Wastelands quaked, and all the great powers could not remain calm.

The Jiang Family Sacred Master was the first to arrive with his men.

“Jiang Ren, you still have the gall to show your face?

Do you even know what has transpired?!” the Ninth Great Bandit, Jiang Hi, sharply questioned.

He had turned his back on the Jiang Family, and his grievances were directly related to the Sacred Master’s lineage.

“It’s not that I didn’t come, but rather that I couldn’t.

Do you know what the family encountered?

Formidable enemies descended upon our clan, and numerous terrifying figures appeared to confront us.

We nearly exhausted the ‘foundational strength’ of our family.” “What?!” Jiang Yun, beside him, was shocked.

“Greetings to the Divine King Ancestor!” Jiang Ren knelt in worship.

Jiang Taixu nodded, bidding him rise.

He did not leave the divine city but sat in state, awaiting the homage of the world’s Sacred Masters—an act only a peerless Divine King would dare.

“Flickering Light Sacred Master requests an audience!” “Ji Family Sacred Master requests an audience!” “Wanchu Sacred Master requests an audience!” “Purple Mansion Sacred Master requests an audience!” …

The Sacred Masters arrived one after another, all entering the divine city to seek an audience with the Divine King.

“How come they all showed up?

Not a single one of them died…” a young member of the Jiang Family muttered, only to be promptly reprimanded by an elder.

Saint Master Level figures were not necessarily actual Sacred Masters of various Sacred Lands.

They could have been other exceptional sovereigns, or perhaps even individuals from the Central States.

As the morning glow suffused the sky, the Divine King, cradling Caiyun the fairy in his arms, ascended to the highest point.

He gazed at the nascent sun on the horizon, motionless.

Within the divine city, none of the Sacred Masters dared show any discontent; all waited in quietude.

The morning sun ascended, passed midday, and then slowly began its westward descent.

The evening glow, like blood, stained half the sky crimson.

The Divine King still held Caiyun the fairy, motionless, quietly watching the setting sun.

Brother Taixu…

years ago, you found the Earth Destiny Fruit for me, to replenish my lifespan…

you wanted me to live with you for four thousand years…

to grow old together in this mortal world.

I waited for you…

but sadly…

I cannot witness your revival with my own eyes.

These murmuring words echoed in the Divine King’s ears.

I truly wished to walk with you beneath the setting sun, but alas…

there was no more time.

You will never…

hear my voice again.

The corners of the Divine King’s eyes glistened.

Trapped for four thousand years, his heart had long become as unyielding as iron, yet at this moment, an immense sorrow overcame him.

The moment the evening glow vanished, his hair, now as white as snow, was strikingly conspicuous in the encroaching darkness.

Yet, from beginning to end, he uttered not a single word.

“Divine King Ancestor!” the people below exclaimed.

Caiyun the fairy vanished into the Divine King’s Pure Land.

Jiang Taixu descended.

At that moment, his face was still as fair as jade, but his hair had already turned snow-white.

“Greetings, Divine King!” All the Sacred Masters bowed simultaneously in utmost reverence.

Then, one by one, they spoke, swearing oaths to the heavens that the events of the previous night had nothing to do with their Sacred Lands.

The Sacred Lands that possessed peak weapons were especially fervent in proving their innocence, even presenting conclusive evidence.

The Divine King’s beloved had died a tragic death.

If he were to unleash the Hengyu Furnace in a merciless rage, it would spell an unimaginably terrible disaster.

Representatives from the various great powers had arrived, along with many others who came to pay their respects.

Suddenly, one person exclaimed in shock, “The sacred body…

Such audacity, daring to hide here!” Ouyang Ye, who appeared like withered wood but was infinitely close to becoming a Source Earth Master and had almost cultivated the Heavenly Eye, instantly spotted Ye Fan in the crowd.

Many people from the Sacred Lands had arrived.

Numerous members of their middle and younger generations stood at a distance, and a palpable killing intent surged forth from them simultaneously.

“Do you wish to kill him?” Jiang Taixu, seated on high in the center of the great hall, spoke.

“Senior Divine King, he is the sacred body!

He has committed numerous heinous crimes, and all the Sacred Lands are hunting him down!” Ouyang Ye responded.

“Reporting to the Divine King, the sacred body must be executed!

He has committed countless atrocities, including the massacre of the ten foremost young experts from the hidden lineage of Flickering Light!” “The Grand Elder of the Ji Family was incinerated to ashes by him!” “You truly have some nerve, daring to come here!” …

Many people spoke out, their killing intent boundless, and all eyes were fixed on Ye Fan.

“Such audacity.

Are you speaking of him, or of yourselves?” the Divine King said, his gaze sweeping across everyone.

Wherever his eyes passed, no one dared to meet his stare.

“Divine King, what you mean is…” someone ventured, gathering his courage.

“He saved my life.

Killing him is tantamount to killing me.

Do you wish to proceed?!” The peerless Divine King’s voice was sonorous and forceful, causing everyone’s eardrums to throb.