Chapter 1039
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Chapter 1039 Requesting the Great Sage Equal to Heaven to End His Seclusion
The moment they heard these words, the faces of all the Great Xia deities present changed simultaneously.
Surging waves of divine power erupted from their bodies, and terrifying divine prestige descended. Numerous pairs of eyes glared angrily at Andre in the center of the hall, as if flames were burning fiercely within them.
The Four Heavenly Emperors, the Twelve Golden Immortals, and many powerful beings frowned. Even the Queen Mother of the West, sitting in the main seat, had coldness flash through her eyes.
“A mere mortal, how can he be so arrogant?”
“Laughable Western scoundrel, how dare you speak so boldly here?”
“Absurd! Absurd!”
“Ignorant rat, you should be punished by the five thunders!”
“Queen Mother, I, Taiyi, am willing to slay this villain for you!”
“Marshal Tianyou, willing to slay this villain for the Queen Mother!”
“…”
Several hot-tempered Great Xia deities slammed the table and stood up, about to say something. But remembering this was the Queen Mother’s Peach Banquet, they hesitated for a moment before slowly sitting back down. They all looked toward the Queen Mother in the center, seemingly seeking her opinion.
During the Peach Banquet, regardless of status, no deity could act without the Queen Mother’s consent. This was the rule.
Bang—!
A shattering sound rang out beside Lin Qiye.
Yang Jian tightly gripped the fragments of a jade plate, his eyes fixed on Andre in the hall, with cold killing intent flashing in his gaze.
“Where did this dog come from, daring to be so arrogant?” Nezha suddenly stood up from his seat and reached into the void, summoning a fiery red spear into his hand. “Does he think Great Xia has no one capable?”
“Stop,” Yang Jian commanded Nezha.
“Yang Jian, you can tolerate this?”
“This is the Peach Banquet, not a place where you can act as you please. Everything must follow the Queen Mother’s instructions,” Yang Jian narrowed his eyes, glancing at Lin Qiye.
“Besides… he, like Lin Qiye, is not from this time-space. We are merely silhouettes now, and even if we act, we cannot harm him.”
Lin Qiye looked at the extremely arrogant Andre, his eyes growing colder.
He knew Andre dared to act this way because he was certain that within this time-space silhouette of Kunlun Void, the Great Xia deities could not harm him.
And so far, only the few maids at the entrance seemed to have physical forms, but they were not deities, and their cultivation levels were not much different from Lin Qiye’s.
In Lin Qiye’s eyes, Andre’s current behavior was like a despicable person teasing and provoking a caged tiger, relying on the protection of iron bars to dare mock it… Looking at that arrogant face, Lin Qiye’s killing intent surged.
Lin Qiye knew clearly that in this Peach Banquet hall, the Great Xia deities absolutely could not act. If they did, not only would they fail to harm Andre, but they would also damage their own morale for nothing.
He could already imagine what a disgusting expression Andre would have when the Great Xia deities erupted in anger but could do nothing to him.
Even though he knew that only phantom silhouettes of the Great Xia deities existed here, he absolutely could not accept this.
A hundred years ago, the Great Xia deities had already sacrificed their cultivation for the people of Great Xia and fallen into reincarnation. How could he possibly watch them be humiliated?
Lin Qiye took a deep breath, a fierce killing intent appearing in his eyes. He slowly stood up from his seat.
“What are you trying to do?” Yang Jian frowned when he saw him stand.
“You cannot act,” Lin Qiye said calmly. “I’ll kill him.”
“Your realm is insufficient.”
“Insufficient or not, he must die,” Lin Qiye stepped over the stone table and said calmly, “Some things… cannot be compromised.”
Hearing these words, Yang Jian’s eyes narrowed slightly. After a moment of silence,
“What are your chances of winning?”
“If it were just me alone, less than two tenths, but…”
A barely perceptible light flashed in Lin Qiye’s eyes.
He walked to the side of the hall, clasped his hands respectfully toward the Queen Mother on the main seat, and spoke loudly:
“Mortal Lin Qiye, willing to slay this villain for the Queen Mother.”
Amidst the Great Xia deities’ offers to fight, the Queen Mother’s gaze fell directly on Lin Qiye, with a hint of amusement flashing in her beautiful eyes.
“Very well,” she slowly said. “Lin Qiye, if you defeat this villain for me, I shall have a reward for you.”
Hearing these words, many Great Xia deities turned to look at Lin Qiye at the back, their expressions somewhat surprised.
When Lin Qiye had entered earlier, the Great Xia deities had already noticed him due to his special lineage. However, his realm was too low, even lower than that of the arrogant Western scoundrel in the hall. The deities couldn’t help but wonder why the Queen Mother would choose him to fight.
But since the Queen Mother herself had given the order, they had no objections and returned to their seats, quieting down.
Seeing the Queen Mother’s approval, Lin Qiye breathed a sigh of relief. Under the watchful eyes of the Great Xia deities, he walked to the center of the hall and stood opposite Andre.
“You? You’ve entered here too?” Seeing Lin Qiye, Andre was first stunned, then sneered, “Don’t tell me you want to stand up for these phantoms and duel me here?
Are you crazy?
Playing house with these ancient relics who died who knows how many years ago, and staking your life on it, isn’t that too foolish?”
“What are you?” Lin Qiye coldly laughed. “Just a clown jumping around in front of phantoms… If you were truly standing before any of my Great Xia deities, would you dare say even one more word?”
Andre’s eyes grew cold.
“You’re seeking death, and I’ll grant it,” A huge eye of the earth suddenly opened beneath Andre’s feet, black and red colors reflecting on his face, with fierce killing intent flashing in his eyes.
“Here… no one can help you.”
He extended his hand toward Lin Qiye in the distance, making a grasping motion!
Lin Qiye calmly closed his eyes.
…
Divine Mental Hospital.
Passionate battle music echoed throughout the courtyard.
Bragi stood outside the courtyard, wearing a passionate dark red Western-style formal suit, holding a harp that he plucked rapidly. His eyes were tightly closed, as if completely immersed in the battle music.
At the same time, two figures were rapidly colliding in the air, with surging waves of divine power sweeping outward.
Just then, a hand gently rested on Bragi’s shoulder, startling him slightly as he looked back.
A figure wearing a white coat was standing quietly behind him.
“Stop, Bragi,” Lin Qiye stared at the battlefield in the courtyard with an expressionless face.
Bragi blinked and quickly stopped the music.
The battle music abruptly ceased. Sun Wukong and Gilgamesh, who were fighting fiercely in the courtyard, frowned simultaneously. Their fists, flying toward each other, were suddenly intercepted by a white figure that appeared between them.
A pair of hands simultaneously caught the fists of Sun Wukong and Gilgamesh.
The wind from the punches howled, making the white coat flutter wildly. Lin Qiye stood between them, smiling apologetically.
“I’m very sorry to interrupt your battle, but the situation is extremely urgent now…”
He turned his head to look at Sun Wukong standing to the side, complex emotions appearing in his eyes.
He clasped his hands together and spoke in an extremely solemn tone:
“Lin Qiye, citizen of Great Xia, requests the Great Sage Equaling Heaven to come forth.”
