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Chapter 2095 Imperial Edict of the Emperor and Empress

The Holy Maiden of Fusang has descended upon the Big Dipper Starfield!
The moment this saint appeared, the Purple Palace collapsed, the Dipper swayed, and the star curtain tore open a gap in the nine layers of blood-red clouds. A golden divine tree, reaching to the heavens and the earth, swayed its branches, containing the origin of the Great Dao of the Sun, infinitely magnificent.

Along the avenue, boundless radiance shone, and countless tree branches cast an incomparably noble rosy glow upon this side.

Amidst the colorful clouds, a beautiful and graceful woman, adorned with a phoenix crown, appeared in the Big Dipper Starfield.

Before this woman, thunder from the heavens cleared the way, the nine heads of the Enlightened Beast roared in unison, crimson lightning struck down like a giant axe, and the sea of ​​clouds melted into a thousand-level ice staircase, the surface of which reflected the rise and fall of the heavens.

The evening glow of the heavens spread out to form the imperial road, the jade frost of the Jade Pool surged and froze the raging waves of the Yangtze River into ice glass, and jade fungus, moonlight, and jade trees covered the ground, a scene of breathtaking beauty.

On either side of the imperial road stood thirty-six jade maidens in dark robes. The left row struck the Azure Heaven Bells, their sound dispelling the three calamities; the right row shook the Yellow Springs Soul-Startling Bells, their waves of energy repelling the netherworld.

Beside the goddess, the Vermilion Bird Saintess stood guard on either side.

All the ceremonial regalia were majestic and magnificent, conforming to the etiquette of the human race, the overlords of the endless starry sky, and representing the consensus of the powerful members of the human race in the endless starry sky—something that they recognized.

This is the consensus.

Even a stubborn rock, once recognized by the many powerful human beings in the endless starry sky and becoming their consensus, can instantly transform into the supreme treasure of the endless starry sky, the Imperial Seal of the State.

This is the essence of etiquette; this is the extreme importance of consensus.

In this starry sky, many powerful human beings were already standing respectfully waiting, a scene far exceeding that of the past, one that had not been seen for at least tens of millions of years.

Among these powerful figures, the first ones, such as Wuji Sword Venerable, Hehuan Supreme, Zangtian Sword Venerable, and Beidou Supreme, represent the strongest supreme beings of the Eight Tribulations Immortal Sect. Behind them are Seven Tribulations Supreme beings, Six Tribulations Supreme beings, and so on.

Below these supreme beings are juniors such as Wuji Sword Master and Hehuan Saintess.

Below these Sword Masters and Dao Masters are the strongest and most talented geniuses from various regions, each with their own expertise in array formation, alchemy, talisman making, and painting. Only such geniuses are qualified to come here.

At the moment when the ceremonial music stopped.

“We,”

"Greetings to Your Highness!"

Wuji Sword Master, Beidou Supreme, and others respectfully bowed to a Celestial cultivator.

The ancient sacred land of Fusang has been the home of emperors and empresses since ancient times, and has produced emperors and empresses who have traditionally surpassed even ordinary immortals.

Historically, sects such as the Beidou Holy Land, the Hehuan Holy Land, and the Zangtian Immortal Sect have repeatedly paid homage to the emperor and empress of the Fusang Holy Land. They have long been accustomed to this and do not feel humiliated or insulted, as it has happened many times in history and is a natural occurrence.

On the contrary, the existence of the Fusang Holy Land greatly enhanced the legitimacy of the True Immortal and strengthened the traditions of the human race.

"Esteemed seniors, please rise."

"I am but a junior, and I am truly unworthy of such a great courtesy from you seniors."

The Holy Maiden of Fusang spoke in a gentle, soothing voice, without any sharpness, and showed great respect for these elders of the immortal path.

"Your Highness is serious."

Many supreme beings showed a polite hint of apprehension and rose one after another.

"Since the passing of the Ancient Emperor of Ten Thousand Laws and the collapse of the Immortal Dynasty, the Holy Land of Fusang has been separated from you for tens of millions of years. Now that we meet again, I am sure you are all well."

"I am overjoyed."

The Holy Maiden of Fusang smiled and looked at the supreme beings, asking with concern, "Senior Beidou, when the star path collapsed in the past, I vaguely saw that the Beidou Holy Land was being besieged by the allied forces of gods and demons. I wonder how you escaped?"

During that era, at the height of its power, the Beidou Holy Land accomplished many things that attracted much attention.

"Thank you for your inquiry, Your Highness."

"At that time...we were fortunate to be protected by our ancestors."

Beidou Supreme smiled bitterly.

The two chatted for a while, both feeling deeply saddened.

"Senior Zangtian,"

"I've heard that when the Immortal Path collapsed, your sect activated its ancestral method, burying itself in the starry sky to give birth to a new generation of sword prodigies and protectors. They only emerged when the time was right. The immortal techniques are truly profound and enviable..."

The Holy Maiden of Fusang then looked at a supreme being in the black mist, who seemed to be carrying a coffin on his back. "Your Highness flatters me."

"Our sect's methods are actually far inferior to the Fusang Divine Tree..."

The supreme voice from within the black mist was hoarse.

The Holy Maiden of Fusang, who came from afar, had a cordial conversation with many supreme beings, talking about the history of the sect in the past. The difficult years of these tens of millions of years were all very poignant.

She then spoke of the friendships between the sacred land of Fusang and various sects throughout history, highlighting the deep and profound bonds of friendship between them, who had helped each other throughout the ages.

The two chatted and laughed, and the atmosphere gradually became harmonious.

Finally, the laughter and chatter gradually subsided.

coming.

Many supreme beings sighed inwardly, having already anticipated this.

"The Seven Killings Dynasty is the backbone of our human race. It has repeatedly repelled invasions by alien races, guarded our human race's territory, and made great contributions. It is an indisputable hero of the human race."

"Who can say that no one contributed to this?"

The Holy Maiden of Fusang's voice gradually turned cold as she sighed, "But alas, the Seven Kill Sword Master is utterly depraved and has actually murdered the emperor!"

"If such a heinous and insane person is not severely punished to serve as a warning to the world, how will our human race stand tall in the endless starry sky in the future?"

"It should be known that our human race is physically weak and lacks natural talent."

"True dragons have bloodlines and powerful physiques; phoenixes possess inextinguishable heavenly fire, are born indestructible, and are born to ascend to the highest realm; gods use incense to generate divine power and enslave all living beings under heaven... These races all possess powerful talents far exceeding those of the human race, and are born to occupy the pinnacle of all races."

"And what do we humans have?"

"We humans believe in order."

"With order between superiors and inferiors, and unity of purpose, with rulers not failing their subjects and subjects not failing their rulers, we have created the glorious past of our human race as the overlord of the endless starry sky. The sages of the human race have pointed out the way for us."

"order!"

"This is the life of a human!"

"Seven Killings murdering the king violates all order and undermines the very foundation of humanity."

The voice of the Holy Maiden of Fusang spread in all directions.

The supreme rulers remained silent.

"Such a depraved person must be punished with the most severe law."

"To defend the order of our human race."

The Holy Maiden of Fusang's voice grew even gentler as she sighed, "Alas, His Majesty is benevolent and unwilling to commit further bloodshed."

"This is too damaging to His Majesty's foundation, too damaging to the entire human race. If the law is too lenient, everyone will follow suit in the future, and everyone will assassinate the emperor and rebel. The human race will once again fall into chaos, and the entire human race in the endless starry sky will be destroyed because of this."

"I must consider His Majesty's interests and the future generations of the human race."

She looked at each of the supreme rulers, took out her seal, and stamped it on an imperial edict.

The imperial edict shone with a blue light, and each character soared into the sky, gleaming brilliantly, noble and majestic, representing the will of a true celestial empress.

Many supreme beings focused their attention on it.

"...The Seven Killings Dynasty committed regicide and treason, its crimes are heinous..."

"...He has sinned against humanity and against the will of Heaven."

"...Those who defy the laws of Heaven and violate human ethics shall not be pardoned; their entire families shall be exterminated, leaving not a single chicken or dog alive!"

These few hundred words, each one seemingly etched in blood, carried an overwhelming killing intent, a sea of ​​blood filling the sky, making even the supreme being gasp for breath.

(End of this chapter)