Chapter 977
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Chapter 977: Heavenly Court Descends
“As the supreme god, willingly falling to this state after death… how tragic.”
The Daoist sighed deeply, took a step forward, his form shattering space, and instantly appeared before the second red moon.
Although the two red moons hanging above Takamagahara appeared identical from the ground, upon reaching the highest point of Takamagahara, one would discover that the second red moon was actually a giant red eyeball.
This eyeball had no pupil, was completely blood-red, with grotesque blood vessels and writhing flesh fragments all over its surface, emitting the same eerie light as the red moon.
Seemingly sensing the Daoist’s approach, the eyeball began to writhe rapidly, as if something was about to burst from within, releasing a nauseating stench of decay.
The Daoist calmly raised his hand and, without any flourish, gently pressed it against the surface of the eyeball.
The writhing flesh on the eyeball suddenly froze.
Bang–!!
The next moment, the blood-colored eyeball shattered into countless pieces of flesh, exploding like fireworks in the sky, and an extremely concentrated force of pollution burst forth from within the eyeball.
The Daoist seemed prepared, lightly waving his wide Daoist robe sleeve, causing a thousand golden flowers to appear in the void around him, imprisoning that crimson pollution in the high sky. No matter how the pollution churned, it couldn’t escape the golden flower formation by even a hair’s breadth.
“Heavenly Lord, how should we deal with this?”
Guangchengzi and the other two walked through the void to stand behind the Daoist and asked.
“The ‘anomalies’ created by those things transcend ordinary laws, and there aren’t many things in this world that can handle them. Fortunately, our Great Xia’s Heavenly Court essence has been restored and can eliminate them…
However, this divine realm has been corrupted and polluted too deeply, I’m afraid it can’t be preserved anymore.”
The Daoist stood among the thousand golden flowers, his coarse Daoist robe floating slightly,
“You all withdraw first, Master will sever this divine realm along with the evil spirits within it.”
Guangchengzi and the other two exchanged glances, “Yes.”
The three figures flickered and disappeared from Takamagahara.
The Daoist stood alone at the peak of the blood-colored divine realm, looked up at the single remaining red moon in the sky, his eyes flickering with light.
“Our Great Xia deities have laid dormant for two years, this day has finally come…”
He muttered to himself.
The Daoist slowly extended his right hand, joining his index and middle fingers, and pointed distantly toward the sky above Takamagahara.
“Heavenly Court.”
Boom–!!!
In the misty world, a piercing explosion suddenly erupted directly above where Takamagahara was located in the void!
Time and space were compressed by some mysterious force, visibly collapsing and shattering, a dazzling and magnificent golden light shot through the cracks in spacetime, like brilliant sunlight, enveloping the world!
Surging tides of divine power rapidly spread, turning the surrounding seas upside down, and within the misty haze, a sky-covering golden shadow slowly materialized from nothingness.
It was a celestial divine realm.
Immortal mists swirled and crane shadows fluttered, and looking from afar, magnificent palaces stood in the clouds, grand and majestic, with immortal qi surging out from the heavenly gates like waterfalls, cascading down from the gray sky into the mortal world.
This divine realm was several times the size of Takamagahara.
It towered in the high heavens, its massive shadow casting down to completely shroud Takamagahara and the ruins of Japan below in darkness, with brilliant golden light flowing down from the celestial realm’s outline, as if trimmed with gold.
This towering golden shadow in the clouds was the divine realm of Great Xia’s deities.
The Heavenly Court.
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Egypt, Sun City.
In the Divine Plaza of Sun City, nine divine pillars reached into the clouds.
Among them, one pillar carved with yellow sand was covered in cracks, while figures sat quietly atop the other pillars.
Above the nine pillars, strands of ethereal fortune gathered, following the guidance of eight deities, floating down to the center of the plaza below, seemingly repairing damaged national fortune.
Suddenly, a tremendous sound came from the distant sky, and all eight divine figures opened their eyes simultaneously, expressions of astonishment appearing on their faces.
“This aura…” Wind God Shu seemed to sense something, his eyes filled with shock.
At the top of the central pillar symbolizing the sun among the nine pillars, a shadowy figure opened its eyes, its blurry face turning slightly to look in the direction of the sound.
“The Heavenly Court has descended.”
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Norse realm, Asgard.
In the magnificent and sacred palace, a one-eyed old man holding a staff sat upon a tall white divine throne, eyes closed, terrible pressure emanating from within him.
Crack–!
The unbreakable armrest of the divine throne suddenly cracked densely under his forceful grip, veins bulging from the back of his hand, he opened his eyes, showing surprise.
After hesitating for a moment, he slowly spoke.
“Loki.”
The deep voice penetrated space and reached someone’s ears, and the next moment, a black-clad figure stepped out from nothingness, standing below the divine throne.
Loki raised his head to look at the aged giant figure sitting on the divine throne, raising an eyebrow, about to say something.
But then, he let out a slight exclamation, turning his head toward the direction of the tremendous sound.
“The Heavenly Court? Why are the Great Xia deities, who’ve been hiding their whereabouts, suddenly making such a big commotion?” Loki’s eyes showed surprise, “I thought they wanted to keep hiding.
What are they trying to do?”
The one-eyed old man sitting on the divine throne remained silent for a moment, his deep voice echoing in the hall:
“They… are making a show of force.”
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Greece, Olympus.
Blood-red night sky and thunder-filled dark clouds split the heavens above the mountains.
Raging flames rose from Olympus city, while in the distant mountains, several divine powers clashed, easily leveling the surrounding peaks.
Divine warfare had broken out across Olympus.
As furious lightning coursed through the clouds, a man stood quietly before the golden sacred throne at the mountain peak.
His gaze was fixed on the distance, where under the deep red night sky, a woman wearing star-woven silk stood quietly on the sea surface, her dress connecting with the night sky above, her whole being radiating noble and mysterious qualities.
“Nyx… what exactly do you want? Will you only be satisfied after splitting Olympus into two factions?”
The man under the thunder clouds asked in a low voice.
The woman stood elegantly under the night sky, saying nothing.
At this moment, both seemed to sense something and looked in a certain direction.
“The Great Xia deities? They choose to emerge at this time?” The man’s brow furrowed even deeper.
Nyx turned slightly, her beautiful eyes gazing in the direction of the Heavenly Court’s descent, and after pondering for a long while, a smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.
