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Chapter 879: Chapter 469: Emperors Bow, Battle of the Planes!

Outside the South Celestial Sect.

Two Golden Armor Divine Kings, armed and armored, stood guard over the Celestial Court’s gates.

They remained expressionless, treating Ji Chen and his companions like air, unseen.

"Honored Divine Kings, might you announce the visit of Ji Chen from the Xuanyuan Clan, requesting an audience with the Celestial Emperor?"

Ji Chen’s face was bitter, his tone exceedingly humble.

Yet the two Golden Armor Divine Kings kept their eyes unturned, as if deaf to his words.

Seeing this, Ji Chen and his three companions could not help but clench their fists.

But upon reconsidering, they reluctantly unclenched their fists, sighing heavily.

To know that they are Emperor-level Strong Persons, the utmost power of this realm.

Under normal circumstances.

Two mere Celestial Court God Kings daring to act so impudent would be crushed on the spot.

But times have changed, and one must bow under the eaves.

Ever since Ji Chen and his companions learned of Lu Yuan’s return, they were terrified, their souls nearly obliterated, with Dao hearts almost shattered.

Even though they too have attained Enlightenment Dao and become Emperors.

Yet Lu Yuan’s scene of suppressing Celestial Emperor Qianyuan has been etched in everyone’s minds, never to be forgotten for eternity.

Ji Chen knew well.

There are differences between Celestial Emperors.

They have spent tens of thousands of years in arduous cultivation, gaining Enlightenment Dao to become Emperors, but are merely ordinary Emperor-level Strong Persons.

Whereas Lu Yuan was a peerless Celestial Emperor, invincibly pushing his way through the age.

Even together, they are no match for Lu Yuan alone.

"Sinner Ji Chen pays respects to the Celestial Emperor."

"I humbly ask the Celestial Emperor, on account of old ties, to grant us a chance for redemption."

Ji Chen gritted his teeth and knelt before the South Celestial Sect, bowing his head heavily.

At this sight.

Even the two Golden Armor Divine Kings showed a slight change in expression, turning to look.

An Emperor cannot be humiliated.

Regardless, Ji Chen remains a true Emperor-level Strong Person.

In Ancient Times, such a powerful being could have ruled the world and commanded the Three Thousand Worlds.

Yet here he kneels publicly, a humiliation so profound, it is worse than death.

The other three clan elders, witnessing this, also carried solemn expressions and knelt successively as a declaration of submission.

Seeing this.

All of the Divine Realm’s strong persons observing secretly felt their scalp tingle, their minds in upheaval.

Know this: every Emperor-level Strong Person carries their own pride.

They hold noble ranks, confident of their strength against anyone.

And Ji Chen and the three are Emperors of the current age, yet here they kneel outside the South Celestial Sect, seeking Lu Yuan’s pardon.

Does this not mean.

They are terrified of Lu Yuan to the extreme, willing to sacrifice pride and bear the everlasting shame, rather than oppose him.

"Is this the might of the Celestial Emperor?"

"He doesn’t even need to show himself, the famous glory of his past is enough to make these four Emperors bow?"

"It seems history is about to change; from now on, the Three Thousand Worlds will have only one Celestial Emperor, with no other Emperor in history able to compare!"

The crowd gasped in astonishment, their hearts inexplicably shaken.

They knew Lu Yuan was powerful, once undefeatable in the world, but didn’t know the depths to his power.

It was only upon seeing Ji Chen’s public submission that they finally understood what the name Emperor Lu truly meant.

"Let them enter."

A low, commanding voice emanated from the depths of the Celestial Palace, sounding in the ears of Ji Chen and his companions.

Ji Chen heard and felt as though granted amnesty, hastily rising to enter the Celestial Court.

Led by the two Golden Armor Divine Kings.

Ji Chen and his companions passed through layer upon layer of palaces, finally arriving in a grand hall, where they saw that figure.

Yet upon seeing Lu Yuan’s youthful face, their expressions blurred, recalling that beast-skin youth who once emerged from the depths of the Great Wilderness.

Compared to then.

Lu Yuan’s appearance remains unchanged, with almost no alteration.

Only his aura is deep and ethereal like the heavens, imparting a feeling of unattainability, even Ji Chen and the others couldn’t perceive it clearly.

"Sinner Ji Chen, thanks the Celestial Emperor for sparing our lives."

Ji Chen and his companions trembled internally, once more kneeling in salute.

"People change, tea cools, it’s the way of the world; I understand."

"Though you obeyed without dissent, you haven’t committed great wrongs, thus the crime doesn’t warrant death."

"However, though spared from death, you won’t escape punishment; as the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Realms opens, let your Four Great Clans head the charge."

Lu Yuan didn’t waste words; within a few sentences, he decided Ji Chen and his companions’ fate.

"Battlefield of Ten Thousand Realms?"

Upon hearing these words, Ji Chen and his companions’ faces turned pale, as though hearing extremely terrifying news.

Ever since the Barbaric World set on course, major forces began engaging with other world planes, knowing full well just how brutal the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Realms truly was.

According to them.

It’s fraught with dangers, survival nearly impossible.

Once a plane passage opens, a battle to the death ensues.

It’s the purgatory for all races in heaven, also the blood-soaked ground for gods.

Even immortal gods might fall there, let alone them, mere small fry?

Though Lu Yuan hasn’t directly dealt with the Four Great Ancient Clans, letting them lead the charge is akin to near annihilation.

Even if they survive by luck, they’ll certainly suffer severe losses, their Primordial Energy greatly depleted.

But they also understood.

Lu Yuan’s reluctance to act directly against the Four Great Ancient Clans already showed leniency, considering old ties.

And heading to the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Realms is their sole surviving chance.

Else Lu Yuan’s decisive nature would have made Ji Chen and companions corpses long ago, nowhere near their current survival.