Tian Yuan

Chapter 2570 Ruoxian Descends

The high-ranking officials gathered here, and any one of them was a prominent figure with great strength and high prestige.

The top-tier experts who are unattainable in the eyes of the world are like children who have just started school, feeling both apprehensive and excited.

"His Excellency is a living legend, a miracle unprecedented in history."

"To be a member of the Azure Sect alongside Your Excellency is truly the greatest fortune of my life."

"You'll be able to see the Azure Emperor up close in a little while."

"Let's tidy up our appearance, lest we offend His Majesty's eyes."

"..."

As time passed, the crowd dared not make a sound, suppressing their surging emotions and conversing in hushed tones. Even after several hours, most people still wore an undisguised look of excitement on their faces, their dark, deep eyes filled with anticipation.

Some people were combing their white hair, unable to attend this banquet in their usual lazy manner.

Someone changed into clean and tidy clothes and groomed their beard in front of the mirror.

Some people closed their eyes to rest, silently reciting calming mantras to keep themselves as calm as possible, lest they do something embarrassing later.

Not to mention the others, even the Sword Immortal Chang Geng was nervous.

After many years apart, the scenery was completely different when we met again, filling me with endless emotions and anticipation.

The crowd gathered outside the cloud platform, not daring to take their seats yet.

The following day, the warm sun pierced through the endless void and shone on this area.

Every galaxy embodies the principles of Yin and Yang, symbolizing the rotation of the sun and moon. Unless there are special circumstances, the flow of time is the same in all parts of the universe.

In some places, the sun is nurtured, radiating its light to the surrounding stars.

Although some places lack Yang stars, they can evolve through the intangible principles of Yin and Yang to ensure that the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths are suitable for the habitation of all races and peoples, with clear distinction between day and night and an orderly balance of Yin and Yang.

At this moment, there was no more noise around the cloud platform. Everyone was tense and holding their breath.

About an hour later, a gentle breeze suddenly arose.

wow-

A gentle breeze caressed their faces, ruffling their hair and clothes, stirring their hearts and causing a surge of tension and anticipation.

The Yuntai platform, as wide as a plain, revealed hundreds or even thousands of prayer cushions as the wind rose.

The prayer cushions were spaced apart, arranged in an orderly and neat manner, with no gaps between them.

In front of each futon was a long table made of interwoven mist.

On the table were precious wines, rare fruits, tea, and snacks.

The set includes a double-eared five-colored dish, a gold and jade pot, a glass cup, and various exquisite ornaments.

In the very center of the cloud platform, there are two futons placed very close together, sharing a long cloud-like table.

Upon seeing this, everyone's hearts leaped into their throats. They knew the banquet was about to begin, and although they tried their best to suppress their excitement, it still showed through; their pupils contracted to pinpoints, and their hands, hanging at their sides, began to tremble slightly.

No one spoke; all was silent.

Boom!

A deep, resounding sound, as if space itself were being torn apart, rose from the top of the cloud platform.

The void shattered, and countless auspicious colors cascaded down like a waterfall.

The heavens and earth trembled, and billions of stars were born, scattering in all directions, tightly enveloping the enormous cloud platform, dazzling and dreamlike.

Two figures emerged from the spatial rift, walking side by side, like immortals descending to earth, untouched by any dust.

A man in blue, a woman in red.

Her hair was as black as a waterfall, and she possessed an extraordinary and refined demeanor.

The two seemed to have descended from the celestial realm to the mortal world, their steps synchronized as they slowly descended.

Chen Qingyuan and An Xiruo restrained their overwhelming imperial power, their auras becoming as calm as water, seemingly in harmony with heaven and earth, yet also as if they had transcended, no longer existing in this cosmic realm.

They were entertaining relatives and friends, so they certainly wouldn't exude any sense of oppression.

They glanced around, showing no imposing solemnity, but instead smiled in response.

With the appearance of Chen Qingyuan and An Xiruo, everyone present was instantly drawn to them, their souls trembling as if they were seeing true gods.

Many of them had only been promoted to the position of elder in the last few thousand years, so when they saw Chen Qingyuan for the first time, their hearts were filled with surging emotions. The joy of a successful pilgrimage was like a giant net that firmly locked these people together, and their expressions were quite rich, which was difficult to describe in words.

"Your...Your Excellency."

Upon seeing Chen Qingyuan's heroic figure again, Song Mang, who had become a core figure of the Qing Sect, couldn't help but have tears well up in her eyes, overwhelmed with gratitude.

"Greetings to the two Emperors!"

Some people were the first to react, quickly snapping out of their stunned state and bowing deeply to the Supreme One.

These words struck like a thunderbolt, resounding in everyone's ears.

So the others stopped standing there and bowed, shouting, "Greetings, Your Majesty!"

"Your Majesty!"

"Your honor!"

"Empress!"

"..."

The cries were like waves, turbulent and intense, one after another.

"quiet!"

Chen Qingyuan uttered a single word, and his words became law.

Suddenly, the sounds from Yuntai vanished without a trace, leaving only utter silence.

Standing in the center of the platform, Chen Qingyuan temporarily released An Xiruo's soft hand and bowed to everyone to show respect: "Gentlemen, please take your seats."

Even after Chen Qingyuan ascended to the throne, he remained true to his original nature, never arrogant or pretentious in front of his own family, always humble and polite, his original intentions unchanged.

Most people were surprised and flattered that Chen Qingyuan would reciprocate with a gift.

Chen Qingyuan didn't need to arrange the seating.

The Qingzong sect has a set of the most reasonable and convincing seating order standards, so there is no friction.

The people sitting in the front row were, of course, Chang Geng Sword Immortal, Yan Ze, Zhu Wulang, and others.

Secondly, there are the core elders and inner sect elders of the sect.

"Master!"

Zhu Wulang did not sit down directly, but walked straight to Chen Qingyuan, his eyes filled with tears, and knelt down with a 'plop', kowtowing and shouting.

"Master!"

Tang Wan'er and Yun Qingmo followed closely behind, bowing and paying their respects.

"Get up!"

Chen Qingyuan was very pleased to see that his apprentices had achieved considerable success.

With a gentle lift of Chen Qingyuan's right index finger, Zhu Wulang and the others were helped up by a soft force.

Zhu Wulang had a lot to say to Chen Qingyuan, and was about to speak when the surrounding void trembled slightly, immediately attracting everyone's attention.

Boom!Boom!Boom!

An old ox with a body as large as a mountain appeared in its true form, walking swiftly, shattering the void in its path.

"My lord! You've finally returned!"

The old ox came running, crying and shouting.

He ran all the way to the center of the cloud platform, knelt down and wept, his longing turning into illness.

"I'm much stronger now."

Chen Qingyuan glanced at the old ox and couldn't help but recall his past life in the mortal world. His eyes changed slightly, and he was quite emotional.

"My lord, I am much stronger than before, and I am sure I can fulfill the duties of a mount."

At least in the old ox's mind, he believed he had already met the standard. For many years, he had been diligently cultivating, hoping that one day he could follow Chen Qingyuan in his campaigns.

"We'll talk about this later. Please take a seat!"

Chen Qingyuan specially cleared out a large open space, which could fully accommodate the old ox's huge body.