Chapter 2232 Ruckus (1)



2232 Ruckus (1)

"Did you inform the others about Lintian?" Yun Qianxue pressed, a tremor of urgency in her

voice.

Han Bingling shook her head. "There was no need to burden them with worry"

Yun Qianxue offered a tight nod, a flicker of relief crossing her features. While selfish, keeping the news contained felt like the only way to avoid a cascade of panic and unwanted attention. Suddenly, a new concern surfaced for Ilan Bingling. "Speaking of missing people," she began, a thoughtful frown creasing her brow, "Senior Hongyue has vanished. Apparently, she left with Mumu."

Yun Qianxue's head snapped towards Lin Xinyao upon hearing this, her eyes wide with surprise. Lin Xinyao's brow furrowed in response. "I'm as clueless as you are. Ever since I regained my past life's memories, Mumu's been hiding many things from me!

"What about Senior Lin?' Yun Qianxue inquired, a flicker of concern in her eyes.

Han Bingling shook her head. "No news yet. Everything seems stable over there!"

Yun Qianxue offered a slow nod, the worry lines on her forehead temporarily easing.

Suddenly, Long Qingxuan approached, cradling Qingqing in her arms. Her gaze lingered on the barrier for a moment before settling on Yun Qianxue. "I'm leaving" she announced calmly. "Please look after him."

Yun Qianxue's brow furrowed. "Leaving? Where to?"

"The Dragon God Clan," Long Qingxuan replied, her voice devoid of hesitation.

"That's a dangerous journey," Han Bingling interjected, a frown marring her features.

Long Qingxuan offered a resolute smile and gently placed the sleeping Qingqing in Lin Xinyao's arms. "It's a matter I must handle myself."

Yun Qianxue held Long Qingxuan's gaze for a long moment, her heart heavy with unspoken emotions. "He'll find you when he wakes," she said finally.

"Honored guests," he began, his voice carrying a weight of both authority and concern, "we gather today in the face of an unprecedented crisis. The God Tomb has been breached, and ancient gods, long thought vanquished, have returned to wreak havoc upon our realms,"

A murmur of agreement rippled through the assembly, each sect leader nodding in somber acknowledgement. They had all witnessed firsthand the devastation wrought by the resurgent gods, their own disciples and territories bearing the scars of battle.

"The situation is dire," the Jade Emperor continued, "but we must not despair. We must unite our strength, pool our resources, and forge a path towards victory. Together, we can overcome this threat and restore peace to the Nine Heavens."

Bang!

Before the echoes of the Jade Emperor's words could fade, a thunderous roar shattered the serene atmosphere. A colossal shadow blotted out the sun, casting the celestial palace in an ominous twilight. Shi Xuan, the Dragon of Death, descended upon the gathering, his eyes blazing with an unholy light.

The assembled sect leaders gasped in shock and terror. The Dragon of Death, a legendary figure of unparalleled power, had returned from the depths of the God Tomb, his aura radiating a chilling deathly energy.

"You dare gather in my presence, you insignificant ants?" Shi Xuan's voice boomed like a death knell, echoing through the celestial palace. "Your pitiful alliance is nothing but a fleeting illusion. I shall crush you all beneath my heel.

Shi Xuan's facade was flawless. None suspected the true purpose lurking beneath his actions - the fulfillment of a bargain with Ying Xue: the suppression of the Heavenly Court.

"You're still alive, Shi Xuan," the Jade Emperor boomed, rising from his throne with eyes narrowed to slits. 'It seems your arrogance has not waned with time!"

"Ilehe. Arrogance? Perhaps, Shi Xuan sneered, "but arrogance born from power, Yu Iluang. And today, I'll show you just how powerless you truly are."

Shi Xuan's draconic aura surged, the oppressive deathly energy sending shivers down the spines of every cultivator present. He raised his hand, and a swirling vortex of darkness coalesced above it, crackling with ominous power.

The Jade Emperor countered with a blast of radiant golden light, roaring forth to meet the onslaught of darkness.

Boom!

Their attacks collided, shaking the very foundations of the celestial palace The shockwave rippled outwards, shattering windows and sending debris flying. The sect leaders, caught in the crossfire, scrambled for cover, their faces etched with fear...

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