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Chapter 1122 Establishing Heavenly Order?
The tremors in the rules caused by the brief battle on Mercury were clearly conveyed to the other True Lords under this starry sky. As they all turned their gazes toward Mercury, the battle abruptly came to an end.

Jade Purity Star.

Deep within a magnificent palace, Xuanqing Zhenjun sat quietly on a cloud bed, his aura perfectly blending with the palace's luxurious solemnity. His eyes were slightly closed, his mind completely immersed in the universe within his body, which had evolved from his golden core.

He was currently conducting some kind of deduction, and spiritual energy was constantly rippling around him, causing the exotic flowers blooming outside the hall to sway back and forth with the fluctuations of spiritual energy, while the spiritual energy flowing between the beams and pillars quietly slowed down, as if sinking into an invisible swamp.

The tremors of rules that came from the direction of Mercury had long since subsided, but they transformed into countless interwoven lights and shadows in his sea of ​​consciousness, evolving into countless causal lines in his golden core world and re-weaving their trajectory.

Those lights and shadows flashed through his consciousness, sometimes like the scorching sun, reflecting the magnificent spectacle of the Wood Spirit sweeping across the starry sky; sometimes like a deep, cold pool, revealing the icy cracks of the far north.

After a long while, he suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze sweeping across the eternal glow outside the hall. The glow was still brilliant, but now it seemed to reflect the order being reshaped in the starry sky.

Saturn.

At the Earth's core, endless pressure intertwines with the pulse of the earth spirit, and the true form of the Earth Script True Lord floats and sinks within it, like the heart of Saturn, each beat closely connected to the foundation of the entire star.

The tremors of the rules from that brief battle in the direction of Mercury just now pierced through the starry sky and layers of rock and soil, reaching the depths of the Earth's core with unmistakable clarity, causing the pulse of the Earth's veins to tighten suddenly.

The power of faith on the earth's surface surged violently. The vein patterns carved with stone knives on the backs of the kneeling disciples outside the main hall of the underground cave suddenly lit up, as if they were being burned by an invisible branding iron, emitting a faint "sizzling" sound.

On either side of the steps, the cracked lips of the twelve living statues moved faster, the overflowing dirt became more rapid, and the silent chanting formed a deep resonance in the sealed hall.

Deep within the earth's veins, the consciousness of the Earthly True Lord swept across this landscape of faith, shaped by his will and built upon absolute obedience, as complex emotions continuously brewed within his consciousness.

In the outer space ecological zone, Zhi Gong, who was cultivating in an independent temple, sensed the changes on Saturn, suddenly opened his eyes, then suppressed all his thoughts and carefully awaited the decree of the Earthly True Lord.

Venus.

Unlike the splendor of Yuqing Palace, and quite different from the oppressive atmosphere of Saturn's ley lines, this place is desolate and solemn.

At the summit of the sunniest mountain on the planet, on a meditation platform constructed of refined gold, Master Wangqing sat in meditation on a futon, a faint golden light flowing around him, merging with the sharp golden spiritual energy of the entire planet.

Although the ripples of rules from the brief battle on Mercury had subsided, the collision between the immense wood spirit and the extremely cold water spirit it contained still struck his heart like a silent bell.

The Taoist Kaiyun, who was standing to the side, frowned slightly. He had also sensed the fleeting fluctuations of the rules, but he could not figure out their origin and meaning.

What was that just now?

he asks.

Upon hearing this, Master Wangqing opened his eyes, a fleeting metallic glint in them, and said in a calm voice:

"Changqing has awakened and has fought with the Dragon Lord again."

Kaiyun's expression changed slightly, and he hurriedly asked again, "What was the result?"

"The Dragon King has retreated!"

Master Wangqing's words were concise yet carried immense weight.

Then he raised his gaze to the void, as if he could penetrate endless distances and see the star field that had just returned to peace. "The Changqing dynasty has achieved its great power."

Master Kaiyun was silent for a moment, then said softly, "Tiangong clearly doesn't intend to return, so shouldn't we say something?"

Master Wangqing did not answer immediately. A condensed golden light flowed from his fingertip, leaping like a tiny flying sword. He gazed at this golden light for a long time before slowly saying, "Going with the flow is not cowardice, but a way to survive, but..."

He hesitated for a moment, then added, "We should also ask the master craftsman how to do it first."

Kaiyun raised an eyebrow slightly and said in a lower voice, "Master Tiangong obviously won't see me, and you should know about his obsession."

Wang Qing waved his hand to dispel the golden light from his fingertips, then turned to look at Kaiyun and said, "Master Tiangong has taken over all of my Buddhist faith; we still need to consult him."

Kaitian was slightly taken aback, then put his hands together and said, "This humble monk understands."

The Great Luo Star.

For the past century, this planet has been shrouded in war and turmoil, with vast mountain ranges razed to the ground by supernatural forces and ancient forests reduced to scorched earth in flames.

The war arose from their positions. Naturally, some demons firmly followed the Dragon Lord, while others chose to align themselves with the Taiyan Sect, leading to a series of bloody battles between Quan Xing and Zhu Wu, two demons at the Great Luo Realm.

However, many more forces were vying for spiritual veins and territories amidst the chaos, which made the civil war complex and brutal, severely damaging the demon race's vitality, but also giving rise to many powerful figures.

When the brief tremor of Mercury's rules came and then subsided, Zhu Wu, Bai Xin, Hou Ji, and Wang Xuan, who followed the Dragon Lord, gathered together immediately.

After a moment of silence, Bai Xin spoke up, saying, "I'll go to Saturn to find Fellow Daoist Di Wen."

Having said that, he transformed into a streak of light and departed, with Hou Ji following closely behind.

Wang Xuan looked at Zhu Wu, "What should we choose? Go to Mercury?"

As Zhu Wu sensed Bai Xin and Hou Ji's auras gradually dissipating, he replied, "Whether it's True Lord Changqing or Dragon Lord, they both need us to do things. We pose no threat to them. As long as we don't court death, there shouldn't be any major problems. Here's what we'll do: you try contacting Niu Pan, and I'll go to Mercury to take a look."

After thinking carefully for more than ten breaths, Wang Xuan nodded and replied, "Alright, when shall we gather the information?"

Zhu Wu looked towards the other side of the starry sky, where he could sense the presence of Quan Xing and Niu Pan. They were clearly heading towards the ecological zone in the direction of Jupiter.

“We will meet the three Heavenly Empresses of Zhongzhou here. You should first appease our people and keep them quiet for the time being.” After giving his answer, Zhu Wu transformed into a streak of light and flew towards the nearby teleportation array.

Mars.

At the very moment the battle on Mercury ended, a golden crow rose from an endless expanse of blazing sun, its massive body streaking across the starry sky like a streak of fire before landing at the core of a specific magic array.

Then, Rong Yang's solidified primordial spirit appeared. He looked at a bright star in the sky, which was Jupiter.

"Fortunately, the pollution in my body hasn't been completely cleared yet, so I have a perfect reason to avoid this conflict." He muttered to himself with relief. "In the future, I should get less involved in their affairs. As long as I do my best to maintain the solar energy of this starry sky, they probably won't bother me."

Lunar star.

The cool moonlight, like mercury spilling onto the ground, enveloped this perpetually tranquil star field. Bai Yan sat cross-legged atop a magnificent altar, observing the mortal world around the altar with an expressionless face.

When Wang Ping provoked the Wood Spirit's rules, he had already awakened from his slumber. After waiting for the brief battle with Mercury to end, a genuine smile appeared on his cool face.

"The era of the Dragon King has finally come to an end."

He muttered to himself, and the next moment his figure disappeared from the top of the altar, leaving only a clear spatial ripple.

When he reappeared, he was already standing at the core of the special teleportation array connecting Taiyin Star to Jupiter's orbit. The array sensed his presence and instantly lit up with a brilliant spiritual light.

Bai Yan stood with his hands behind his back in the formation, his gaze piercing through the gradually distorting space, looking towards Jupiter with anticipation in his eyes. Then, a burst of spiritual light shot into the sky, enveloping his figure and instantly transporting him across the endless sea of ​​stars, heading straight for Jupiter.

After a moment.

Bai Yan's figure materialized on the Ascension Platform shared by Jupiter. Then, he instinctively raised his eyelids and gazed at the starry sky ahead. He saw a dazzling streak of light flashing across the depths of the starry sky. It was many cultivators from the Taiyan Sect who were rushing from various star regions to congratulate Wang Ping on his emergence from seclusion.

The two puppets standing to the side immediately sensed something and transformed into streaks of light, landing in front of Bai Yan. As they simultaneously formed hand seals, a long bridge condensed from pure cloud energy appeared out of thin air, spanning the void and leading directly to Jupiter.

Bai Yan stepped onto the cloud bridge, and auspicious clouds spontaneously arose, carrying him forward with the puppet. In the blink of an eye, Jupiter, the celestial body covering the verdant continent and the vast ocean, was already close at hand.

The guiding puppet did not stop and went straight through Jupiter's warm and thick atmosphere. In just a few breaths, the outline of Mount Jiuxuan became clearly visible.

At this moment, the summit of Jiuxuan Mountain presents a magnificent spectacle.

The towering spirit tree swayed and shone, casting dappled light that teemed with life. Rain Lotus and the calico cat chased and frolicked among its branches, while a nimble spirit dog occasionally stopped beneath it to curiously peer at the crowd, adding a touch of vibrant life to this solemn and dignified place.

Before the Spirit Tree, Wang Ping stood with his hands behind his back. At this moment, he seemed to sense something, looked up and met Bai Yan's gaze, who had just passed through the atmosphere, with an elusive smile on his lips.

Beside him, five disciples—Liu Shuang, Hu Qianqian, Shen Xiaozhu, Xia Wenyi, and Xuan Ling—stood respectfully with their hands at their sides.

To Wang Ping's left and right, the demon race's True Monarch Quan Xing and Niu Pan stood solemnly. Below them were four cultivators from the Star God Alliance: Zang Yi, Yue Xi, Zhi Xin, and Pei Daoren, who bowed slightly. They were extremely humble at the moment, uttering appropriate words of flattery. However, Wang Ping's gaze merely swept over them indifferently without lingering.

Below these cultivators of the fifth realm were the cultivators of the fourth realm of the Taiyan Sect, standing in order. At the front was naturally the sect leader Zi Luan, followed by Miao Qing, Li Miaolin, Que Cai, Xuan Ling, Xia Wenyi, Ke Yue, Luo Feng, Tongyu Daoren, Wang Yan, Mo Huaiyuan, and Yang Rong, Wang Ping's grand-disciple.

They didn't even have the right to speak; they simply lowered their heads and listened attentively to the praises from the cultivators of the fifth realm in front of them.

A few more breaths passed, and Bai Yan, guided by two puppets, landed directly in front of Wang Ping. As soon as he steadied himself, he calmly clasped his hands in a fist salute, and his voice, peaceful yet clear, rang out: "Congratulations, fellow Daoist, on your further advancement in cultivation."

Wang Ping smiled in response, his eyes darting around as he glanced at Quan Xing, Zang Yi, and the others beside him. His tone was casual yet carried an undeniable weight as he said with a chuckle, "You should have met True Lord Baiyan before."

As soon as the words fell, all the cultivators present, including Quan Xing, Zang Yi, and Zi Luan, regardless of their status, immediately bowed in unison, their voices forming a torrent of respect:

"Greetings, True Lord Baiyan!"

Bai Yan politely returned the greeting with clasped hands, saying, "How have you all been?"

After speaking, he naturally stepped back to Wang Ping's side, and Wang Ping naturally took a step forward. Everyone in front of him instinctively bowed slightly upon seeing this.

The next moment, the frolicking rain lotus on the branch rose up and landed on Wang Ping's shoulder. The calico cat sat obediently on the branch, while the spirit dog returned to Liu Shuang's side and sat down. A black cat's little head poked out of Shen Xiaozhu's collar, and Yuan Yuan's little head lay on Xia Wenyi's arm, watching everything in front of her with some fear.

“A hundred years ago, we also gathered here to set things right, rewrite history, and cleanse this world of filth in subsequent battles. However, the Dragon Lord acted perversely and was eventually defeated by us. I gained some insights from this battle, and after a hundred years of seclusion, my cultivation has made a slight progress.”

"Having just emerged from seclusion, I had a brief exchange with the Dragon Lord. His skill was limited to that. My cultivation has reached the pinnacle of this starry sky, but I am unwilling to waste my time. I wish to lead billions of living beings to break through the boundary and fight to the death against the extraterrestrial demon lord, so as to create a new paradise for living beings. However, seeing the chaos and disorder in my cultivation world, after much consideration, I have decided to establish a Celestial Court to govern all cultivators in the heavens. What do you all think?"

Hearing this, Bai Yan roughly understood Wang Ping's thoughts. He looked at Wang Ping and asked, "What is the Heavenly Court? Is it the reorganization of the Dao Palace?"

Upon hearing this, Wang Ping glanced at the many cultivators present and said in a soft but undeniable voice, "The Heavenly Court is not a loose alliance of Dao Palaces. It should establish the Nine Heavens Palace, appoint Zhou Tian Star Officials, and govern the spiritual energy of all sects. The movement of stars, the changing of seasons, and the ebb and flow of spiritual energy should all be determined by the Heavenly Laws."

He looked at Bai Yan beside him, and meeting Bai Yan's questioning gaze, he said in a more serious tone: "I will establish the Nine Heavens Palace to govern the Heavenly Dao, and the Five Star Domains to guard the borders. You may either serve as Star Lords to guard a region, or serve as Heavenly Officials to manage Yin and Yang."

Bai Yan suddenly realized something, then turned his head and saw that Quan Xing and the others looked hesitant. He chuckled and asked, "Fellow Daoist, are you going to imitate the emperors of the mortal world and follow the path of centralized power?"

"No."

Wang Ping gathered a point of spiritual light at his fingertips, transforming it into a celestial map of the heavens. "The extraterrestrial demon lords are powerful; if they fight individually, they will surely be devoured. The Heavenly Court is not a symbol of authority, but a sharp sword." His gaze suddenly sharpened. "This sword should hang over the vast universe and also cleave through the chaotic void!"

As he spoke, a mysterious light appeared around him, and a verdant halo surrounded his feet. Staring at all the cultivators present, he coldly said, "I shall establish myself as the Benevolent, Civil, Martial, Virtuous, Everlasting, Pure Wood Spirit Emperor. All affairs of the Heavenly Court shall be decided by my word. What do you all think?"

Quan Xing immediately bowed deeply, his voice resounding like a great bell across the mountain peak:
"Your Majesty is wise and benevolent. In the past, the celestial realm was chaotic. Now, Your Majesty, with the virtue of Wood, rules the heavens and establishes the order of the celestial sphere. This is a magnificent feat that has created the world!" He raised his hand and pointed to the sky, continuing to proclaim loudly:
"The Emperor, with his benevolence and virtue, bestows blessings upon all living beings. He wields a sharp sword to cleave through chaos. He established the Heavenly Court not for power, but to save all souls from fire and water. I, a humble Taoist, am willing to be the Emperor's vanguard. Even if my body turns to ashes, I will help the Emperor accomplish this unparalleled feat!"

(End of this chapter)