80 Years Of Signing-In At The Cold Palace, I Am Unrivalled Chapter 244 – Painting of the People

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Not only did Peacock King's mother not save him, but she also lost her life.

In the depths of the Kunlun Mountains, there was a mountain where immortal stamens were blooming. On this mountain lived the Empress of the Peacock Race. She was the actual ruler of the Peacock Race and also the mother of Peacock King.

She was at the False Immortal Realm!

She herself was very powerful. When the Kunlun Mountains recovered, she also started to recover.

But the False Immortal Realm couldn't compare to the Void Returning Realm after all. She needed more time to recover to her peak. Peacock King was conceited and arrogant. He believed that with the Five-colored Divine Light in his hand, he could suppress all the enemies in the world. Moreover, the people of the Yuhua God Dynasty weren't powerful either. He could completely display the might of the Peacock Race of the Hundred Races in this situation.

Therefore, he confidently went out.

Then, he was defeated by Fire Lord and killed.

Mother Peacock didn't expect this at all. The first thing she did after recovering was to save Peacock King.

But the black mountain and the surging sea that appeared out of thin air directly smashed down, causing Mother Peacock's body to tremble violently. Her blood energy surged. Her Five-colored Divine Light that was even stronger than Peacock King's frantically swept up, but it was still useless.

Boom!

The mountain range she was in was directly smashed into pieces by the black mountain that Lin Jiufeng threw out. It was as if the sky had collapsed, shattering everything in the surroundings and burying Mother Peacock beneath.

Pu!

Mother Peacock was so angry that she spat out blood. Her Five-colored Divine Light could negate Lin Jiufeng's attack on her, but the surrounding mountains couldn't. Moreover, it was already very strenuous for her to negate Lin Jiufeng's attack. She couldn't withstand the crashing of the surrounding mountains at all.

Boom!

Mother Peacock erupted with a thick aura and directly split the rubble that was pressing down on her body. She was quite angry as she shouted angrily, “Who's hiding in the dark?”

This angry roar reverberated throughout the Kunlun Mountains. Everyone from the Hundred Races was surprised. Who had angered this proud Mother Peacock and even made her suffer?

After Mother Peacock shouted angrily, her eyes narrowed. Her beautiful pupils shrank violently, and she was in shock.

She saw the cup that Lin Jiufeng threw out.

A black cup!

The overall shape was exactly the same as the huge black mountain from before.

“Impossible!” Mother Peacock cried out in horror.

This was too terrifying.

An ordinary black cup was thrown out and transformed into a huge black mountain that beat her up.

Just how powerful was this person who threw the cup?

After being shocked, tears fell from Mother Peacock's eyes. She saw the corpse of Peacock King, her favorite son, her most talented son, and the future hope of the Peacock Race.

But now, he was lying coldly outside the Kunlun Mountains with an incomplete corpse. Her heart ached so much that her aura became chaotic. It exploded into extremely terrifying storms that swept through heaven and earth.

“Yuhua God Dynasty, you all deserve to die!!!” Mother Peacock's true body let out a blood-curdling roar that shook the sky. That terrifying aura surged wave after wave in the sky, making the wind and clouds avoid it, making the blue sky tremble. The aura of a False Immortal was clearly displayed.

At this moment, everyone in the world knew that there was a False Immortal in the Kunlun Mountains.

But what scared them even more was…

The Yuhua God Dynasty also had a False Immortal!

This was the most terrifying thing.

It turned out that Bai Tiandi and Fire Lord weren't the trump cards of the Yuhua God Dynasty. Their true trump card had already reached the False Immortal Realm.

When Fire Lord killed Peacock King just now, everyone had seen the black mountain that appeared out of thin air and smashed into the Kunlun Mountains with a vast sea.

If it weren't for that attack, the one who would have died would have been Fire Lord.

Moreover, after the blood-curdling roar of Mother Peacock, the Kunlun Mountains actually fell silent. Mother Peacock actually didn't come charging out angrily.

She actually endured the pain of losing her son and didn't erupt her power to kill Fire Lord.

There was only one answer!

Mother Peacock was afraid of that False Immortal of the Yuhua God Dynasty!

From that strike just now, Mother Peacock suffered a disadvantage. That was why she could only shout angrily and didn't dare to make a move.

After some analysis, the people from the countless surrounding factions gasped. They were shocked.

Wasn't the Yuhua God Dynasty too terrifying?

Not to mention that there were so many people in the Void Returning Realm, but there was also a False Immortal?

At this moment, people from the various large factions were discussing fervently.

“In this era, the Yuhua God Dynasty actually has a False Immortal. Our ancestors haven't even recovered yet.”

“Exactly. Some time ago, I went to ask my old ancestor to come out. But my old ancestor said that the spiritual energy in the world today isn't abundant enough to allow a False Immortal to roam freely. He needs to wait a little longer. Otherwise, even if he comes out, he will have to suppress his cultivation realm. But he's afraid that by that time, the Yuhua God Dynasty will already have a False Immortal,” said a sect master-level person.

“Who is this False Immortal?” Someone asked in puzzlement.

“That's right. My ancestor also said that it isn't easy for a False Immortal to exist in the current world. The world doesn't allow someone so powerful to appear yet. At the very least, we have to wait another year or two before a False Immortal can appear. How can there be a False Immortal in the Yuhua God Dynasty?” Some people found it unbelievable.

“Have you guys forgotten that all along, the Yuhua God Dynasty has a legend of an ancestor? Every time the Yuhua God Dynasty encounters a major crisis, a mysterious person will stand out and solve the problem.” The Zenith Heaven Path Sect Master hidden amongst this group of people revealed.

Because the Zenith Heaven Path was close to the imperial capital, its members often worked for Emperor De. Although they were very unwilling, they couldn't refuse. The current Yuhua God Dynasty was no longer the Yuhua God Dynasty when the Zenith Heaven Path had just appeared.

The Zenith Heaven Path could only compromise. They had no choice but to handle the matters ordered by Emperor De.

This also caused them to know many secrets of the Yuhua God Dynasty.

At the very least, they knew more than the people who made wild guesses outside.

They vaguely knew about Lin Jiufeng's existence.

This time, they naturally came too. They thought that they could use the Hundred Races in the Kunlun Mountains to attack the Yuhua God Dynasty so that they could take the opportunity to take back the war machine and escape the influence of the Yuhua God Dynasty and welcome the glory that belonged to them.

But reality struck them hard.

Lin Jiufeng's move further convinced them that there was a False Immortal in the Yuhua God Dynasty.

The Sect Leader of the Zenith Heaven Path sighed helplessly in his heart.

But his mentality adjusted very quickly. Perhaps it was because he had experienced too much. Every time he saw hope and was about to make a move, the Yuhua God Dynasty would extinguish it. The disappointment that came each time stacked together. After experiencing so much, his mentality was tempered.

But his words puzzled the others.

“That ancestor of the Yuhua God Dynasty isn't someone who has awakened from the previous era, is he?” A sect master from a demonic sect raised a question.

“That's right. All these years, we have also been secretly investigating. That old ancestor of the Yuhua God Dynasty appeared at the beginning of the recovery of spiritual energy. At that time, he suppressed the Buddhist Sects in Jiangnan and was already one step ahead of everyone in terms of cultivation. Until now, if the person who attacked just now was him, then in these 100 years, this person actually cultivated to the False Immortal Realm,” an old man said in shock.

His words made the others fall silent.

Each of them calculated the time, and instantly, it was as if a pot of water had been poured into a pot of oil. They erupted.

“In 100 years, he cultivated from the Human God Realm to the False Immortal Realm?”

“This is too absurd!”

“This is impossible. Doesn't that mean that us people who have recovered from past eras aren't cultivating as fast as him?”

“Our ancestor can't even recover now, but he's already at the False Immortal Realm?”

Momentarily, everyone raised their doubts. This was too exaggerated.

No one was willing to believe this. If this was true, then what were they, people who had cultivated for thousands of years, considered?

“Perhaps, this is true!” But at this moment, an old man in a Daoist robe said leisurely.

“Old Daoist Red Dragon, do you know what you are talking about?” A sect master snorted coldly. “False Immortal Realms aren't allowed in the current world. They appeared in the Kunlun Mountains because the Kunlun Mountains have always been hidden from this world. The spiritual energy in the Ancient Kunlun Mountains had never weakened, that's why they can break through to the False Immortal Realm. But in the outside world, this is impossible.”

“That's right. If this world allows False Immortals to be born now, then the few False Immortals of our Quan Zhen Sect can already recover and come out.” Another sect master nodded. It was the Quan Zhen Sect that had always called itself the leader of the Daoist sects.

The others looked at the old Daoist priest, expressing their doubts.

But Old Daoist Red Dragon said calmly, “All of you are right, but you neglected one thing. That is, in every era, among the common people, there will be a genius with a powerful destiny who will lead the world and establish himself in the world, becoming an existence that everyone looks up to.”

“When you encounter such a person, you will doubt your life and think that you are useless. Why did the heavens create such a person?”

“They all have the same title!”

“Son of the Era!”

“You can also call them the Son of Destiny!”

“Other people are unable to break through to the False Immortal Realm, other people are unable to cultivate from the beginning to breaking through to the False Immortal Realm in a hundred years. Other people are unable to guide the recovery of the spiritual energy…”

“But this person can!”

Old Daoist Red Dragon spoke one sentence after another, enlightening everyone, making everyone gulp.

“The Son of Destiny!” Everyone murmured, not believing it at all.

“Bullsh*t Son of Destiny. Even if he broke through to the False Immortal Realm, so what? In this situation, the Kunlun Mountains and the Yuhua God Dynasty will definitely fight to the death. There's more than one False Immortal in the Kunlun Mountains. There are hundreds of races inside. Not to mention too many, but there are at least about a dozen False Immortals, right? What does the Yuhua God Dynasty have?” A Demon Path Sect Master shouted coldly, using extremely contemptuous words to cover the fear in his heart.

“Even if the Yuhua God Dynasty has this Son of Destiny, it will still perish!”

“This world will soon become chaotic and become a cultivation feast.”

“How can there be an era of spiritual energy recovery but the cultivators are being suppressed by a God Dynasty? Ridiculous!”

The Demon Path Sect Master was very angry. Their demonic sects had planned to bring disaster to the world several times, but they were all suppressed by the Yuhua God Dynasty. The common people lived and worked in peace, and the cultivators also didn't dare to be impudent. Anyone who dared to provoke the Yuhua God Dynasty had been wiped out. Was this still the golden age for cultivators?

The Yuhua God Dynasty was the malignant tumor of this world. It had to be wiped out.

“That's right. This world is the world of cultivators. There's no need for order. The strong will always be strong, and the weak must work hard to become stronger. This is the essence of the world. The weak are prey to the strong. The Yuhua God Dynasty actually wants us to be on equal footing with the common people? That's simply a dream!”

“I'm just waiting to see how the Yuhua God Dynasty will be wiped out by the Hundred Races in the Kunlun Mountains. When the time comes, I will step on the Yuhua God Dynasty's tombstone.”

“Those who stand in the way of the era will definitely be abandoned by the era!”

The leaders of the various sects spoke one after another. It was obvious that they had been suppressed into quite a terrible state by the Yuhua God Dynasty in the past few years. There were too many rules and regulations. Cultivators couldn't live a carefree life. They couldn't kill people just because they wanted to. They couldn't rule over a region and obtain the worship of the common people and countless resources. In this case, what was the point of cultivating?

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Old Daoist Red Dragon looked at them. His eyes sank and he didn't want to speak anymore. These people couldn't stand the Yuhua God Dynasty, but he admired it.

But admiration was admiration.

Old Daoist Red Dragon also thought that the Yuhua God Dynasty wouldn't be able to overcome the problem of the Hundred Races of the Kunlun Mountains.

Therefore, if the Yuhua God Dynasty lost, it would only be a short spark of light in the river of time. No matter how good their ideals were, no matter how outstanding their executions were, it would still be difficult for them to compete with top powerhouses.

Hence, he watched silently. Not slandering the Yuhua God Dynasty was his final respect for it.

The cold wind swept across the land, wailing in the mountains and ravines, making it seem even more desolate.

The Ancient Kunlun Mountains were vast and boundless. In the huge lush trees, loneliness and dullness was the eternal theme. In some places, it was difficult to see hundreds of different types of flowers blooming, and it was also rare to see the fragrance of flowers and the birds singing.

At night, the galaxy in the sky was like a curtain that covered the world. There were stars scattered like sesame seeds on it. It looked like a great artist painting a great painting with his talent.

And on the ground, a purple mountain stood horizontally in front, charging into the sky like a furious sword. This was the Kunlun Mountains, there were black mountain peaks and mountain ranges.

Looking from Princess Yulin's side, the starlight of the night scattered down. Nine mountains were laid out horizontally on the horizon, like nine true dragons lying horizontally, emitting an ancient and lonely aura.

Just a corner of the Kunlun Mountains was already this terrifying.

In the battle earlier, Peacock King was killed by Fire Lord, but Fire Lord was also injured.

He wasn't injured by Peacock King, but by Mother Peacock's aura.

“I am at the peak of the Void Returning Realm. Even though I have one foot in the False Immortal Realm, the gap between me and a true False Immortal is still huge,” Fire Lord said with emotion.

“At least you killed Peacock King!” Princess Yulin comforted.

“No, if Mr. Lin didn't act in the end, I would have died too. I might not have been able to kill him.” Fire Lord shook his head.

“That's enough, you're already so powerful. Look at me. I was even hung up and beaten by Peacock King. This is the third time in my life that I've been defeated.” Bai Tiandi self-mocked.

“You are still young. You have the greatest potential here. Even Mr. Lin praised you and said that your future is definitely limitless. Didn't you always say that you want to be the king among the immortals?” Old Man Luo said with a smile.

“I'm down-to-earth now. These things are still okay to think about, but we have to take them one step at a time. What we have to do now is to defend against the Kunlun Mountains,” Bai Tiandi pointed with his finger and said firmly.

“In today's battle, we also showed the Kunlun Mountains that the Yuhua God Dynasty is not to be trifled with. With you guys around, there's no need to be afraid of the Void Returning Realm cultivators. As for the False Immortals, Big Grand-Uncle will handle them, so the Kunlun Mountains aren't that terrifying,” Princess Yulin encouraged.

“But what do you guys think the Hundred Races of the Kunlun Mountains will do after this battle?” King Kaoshan asked.

“I don't know about the others, but Peacock King's mother, that False Immortal, really hates me to death.” Fire Lord laughed, not worried at all.

Instead, he felt that being hated to the core by a False Immortal was something to be proud of.

As long as he was given some time, he wouldn't be afraid of a False Immortal Realm powerhouse anymore.

In the battle earlier, he was indeed in a lot of danger, but there were also huge opportunities in great danger. Fire Lord had quite a deep realization. He witnessed the power of a true False Immortal and felt the gap. Only then did he understand the difference between him and a False Immortal.

This was a very rare experience that could help him grow.

“I think…” Princess Yulin was just about to raise her thoughts when she saw a beautiful woman dressed in a golden feather dress fly out of the silent Kunlun Mountains. She had an exotic but beautiful face.

Shuash!

This woman instantly arrived in front of everyone.

The dozen or so Void Returning Realm cultivators behind Princess Yulin stood up at once, protecting her in the middle.

Fire Lord watched attentively with a solemn gaze.

As for the sect leaders of the various large factions that were constantly paying attention to this place, they were all paying close attention to this place. Could it be that a huge battle was about to break out?

This woman in the golden feathered dress arrived 300 meters in front of Princess Yulin and stopped. Her face was proud, but she wasn't as proud as Peacock King. She looked at Princess Yulin and asked, “Are you in charge of this place?”

Princess Yulin wasn't inferior either. Although her cultivation base was inferior, she represented the Yuhua God Dynasty, so she wasn't afraid.

“I am Princess Yulin. Who are you?” Princess Yulin raised her chin. She was valiant and her aura wasn't inferior to the other party at all.

“Nest of 10,000 Dragons, Huang Xian'er!” The woman in the golden feathered dress introduced herself. Her calm words made the surrounding people gasp.

There were hundreds of races in the Kunlun Mountains. Some were weak, some were strong. An example of the weak ones was the Great Ape Race. This race was threatened by Fire Lord and didn't dare to advance.

But powerful races were really powerful.

The Nest of 10,000 Dragons was a very powerful race among the Hundred Races.

Previously, everyone had witnessed the coffin of that woman in the Nest of 10,000 Dragons and remembered this top race.

Now, the woman from the Nest of 10,000 Dragons had appeared before their eyes. Why had she come here?

“An existence of the Nest of 10,000 Dragons, why have you come to look for me?” Princess Yulin asked.

“Your Yuhua Sacred Land has a False Immortal. He's the only one in the current era. He's already qualified to negotiate conditions with our Nest of 10,000 Dragons.” Huang Xian'er said with a sense of innate nobility and the pride of the Nest of 10,000 Dragons.

“Negotiate conditions?” Princess Yulin raised her brows. Huang Xian'er's tone wasn't good, as if she was giving the Yuhua God Dynasty a lot of benefits and honor by negotiating conditions with the Nest of 10,000 Dragons.

“What do you want to negotiate about?” Princess Yulin suppressed the discomfort in her heart and asked.

“The world ruled by the Yuhua God Dynasty was once ruled by the Nest of 10,000 Dragons.” Huang Xian'er didn't state the conditions. Instead, she looked around and said with emotion.

“If you were to return to 15,000 years ago, then this would be the 10,000 Dragon God Dynasty of your Nest of 10,000 Dragons. But it's a pity that time has washed away all the splendor and beautiful buildings. The dust of history has long wiped out these things. It's better to talk about some realistic problems.” Princess Yulin countered bluntly. She wouldn't admit that this was the territory of the Nest of 10,000 Dragons.

The Taichu God Dynasty wanted to re-establish itself, but it was wiped out by them. The Taichu God Dynasty was from just thousands of years ago, and they weren't acknowledged by the Yuhua God Dynasty. If the Nest of 10,000 Dragons from 15,000 ago had such thoughts, it was better to dismiss them as soon as possible.

Huang Xian'er was a woman. All women had the heart to compete with their beauty. She was very beautiful, but Princess Yulin wasn't inferior at all. She was from a noble background and had the noble aura that she had developed since she was young, but Princess Yulin wasn't bad either. As the number one princess of the Yuhua God Dynasty, an amazing woman praised by the people of the world, her thinking was outstanding. The two women looked at each other at this moment and saw the displeasure in each other's eyes.

“It seems that the Yuhua God Dynasty has some capabilities. They nurtured such an outstanding woman like you in this stale world.” Huang Xian'er's cultivation level was higher than Princess Yulin's, but she had cultivated for more time than Princess Yulin. She was already more than a hundred years old, so she naturally could see that Princess Yulin had only cultivated for decades. Therefore, although she didn't like Princess Yulin, it didn't stop her from praising her.

The others watched as the two women spoke, not saying a word.

Now that Huang Xian'er praised Princess Yulin, according to the usual practice, Princess Yulin should praise her too.

But Princess Yulin said, “I naturally know that I'm very outstanding. This is a publicly accepted fact. There's no need for you to go into detail. Instead, you should directly tell me your motive. What does the Nest of 10,000 Dragons want to discuss with the Yuhua God Dynasty?”

Huang Xian'er looked at Princess Yulin speechlessly. In terms of skin thickness, she had lost.

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Taking a deep breath, Huang Xian'er cleared her mind of these messy thoughts. She said in a deep voice, “I represent the Nest of 10,000 Dragons and the Hundred Races of the Kunlun Mountains to discuss with your Yuhua God Dynasty. This time, the Hundred Races of our Kunlun Mountains have reappeared in this world, but we don't want to create a huge massacre. Your Yuhua God Dynasty must give up the land within a million miles of the Kunlun Mountains. The Hundred Races of our Kunlun Mountains guarantee that we won't find trouble with the Yuhua God Dynasty!”

As soon as Huang Xian'er said this, before Princess Yulin could react, the people who were paying attention to this place all erupted.

In their opinion, this condition was too easy. The territory ruled by the Yuhua God Dynasty was very vast. It wasn't difficult to give up the million miles of land around the Kunlun Mountains.

Was this condition alone enough to resolve this conflict and let the Yuhua God Dynasty continue to exist?

How could the Hundred Races of the Kunlun Mountains let the Yuhua God Dynasty off so easily?

But to the surprise of these people, Princess Yulin sneered as if she had heard a joke. She said, “Are you kidding me?”

“With the Kunlun Mountains as the center, give up all the lands within a million miles? The common people of these lands, the order of these lands, and the living creatures of these lands shall all belong to the rule of the Hundred Races?” Princess Yulin asked.

“That's right!” Huang Xian'er nodded coldly.

“The land occupied by the humans is too vast. A weak race ruling the entire land. It's time to return this land,” Huang Xian'er said matter-of-factly.

Princess Yulin directly shook her head. “The human race is weak? The human race is constantly improving. Generations of people are becoming stronger and generations of people are growing. Are you dreaming and making a joke?”

“15,000 years ago, the Human Race only lived in a small corner of the world. Self-preservation was a problem for them. They were food for many powerful races in the Hundred Races!” Huang Xian'er was very domineering. She said these words in public and exposed the tragic life of the Human Race 15,000 years ago.

She was fearless.

“Back then, not only were there the Hundred Races of our Kunlun Mountains but there were also many races in other regions. It could be said that there were tens of thousands of races existing side by side and the various kings were competing for supremacy. At that time, most humans would look for powerful races to protect and attach themselves to. They were just a small race that wasn't worth mentioning,” Huang Xian'er said coldly.

“Today is no longer 15,000 years ago. Today is the world of the Humans!” Princess Yulin didn't show any weakness and said directly.

“The era has changed!” Princess Yulin shouted as she stared at Huang Xian'er.

“Hmph, the era has indeed changed, and the current era is indeed not that era. But now that all of our races have awakened, it's impossible for the Human Race to continue being so comfortable. Everything can't possibly exist as before!” Huang Xian'er's beautiful face was cold. She let out a dense coldness and locked onto Princess Yulin.

Boom!

Huang Xian'er took a step forward. A strong aura pounced towards Princess Yulin alone. The others didn't feel anything.

Princess Yulin's expression immediately turned serious.

This was the pressure that belonged to the Void Returning Realm cultivator, and Princess Yulin was only at the Spirit Platform Realm.

Bai Tiandi immediately wanted to help Princess Yulin.

But Princess Yulin stopped him.

“There's no need to make a move. I'll do it myself!” Princess Yulin said solemnly.

“You are quite courageous, but just as I said, the bodies of you humans are too weak, you guys are no match for the Hundred Races at all. Moreover, you humans only have one False Immortal now. In the current world, in such a huge land, you guys want to rely on a single False Immortal to rule and suppress it?” Huang Xian'er's voice exploded in Princess Yulin's ear like thunder, wanting to destroy Princess Yulin's mind.

But the others only heard normal sounds.

In the dark night, under the curtain of the galaxy, the stars were resplendent. Everyone was watching the two women.

The two of them were both extraordinary women of the current era. Their words were so sonorous and powerful.

“Before the era of the recovery of spiritual energy, my Yuhua God Dynasty was the number one God Dynasty in the world. But later on, it decayed and declined. The dynasty lost the support of the common people, the officials were muddled and greedy, and in the court, decay was everywhere. The Yuhua God Dynasty should have been wiped out along with the old era.” Princess Yulin gritted her teeth. Under Huang Xian'er's aura, she straightened her plump chest and said word by word.

Huang Xian'er watched silently.

Everyone in the world watched silently.

“But the heavens didn't choose to destroy the Yuhua God Dynasty. At a time when everything was falling into the abyss and couldn't be saved, Emperor Yuan appeared out of nowhere. He reformed the Yuhua God Dynasty and fixed all the problems. He killed the officials in large numbers, suppressed the aristocratic families, governed the sects, and saved the Yuhua God Dynasty from disaster. At the beginning of the era of spiritual energy recovery, the Yuhua God Dynasty became more prosperous by the day!”

“It's a pity that Emperor Yuan died young. It was Emperor Ming's turn to succeed the throne. He continued Grandpa Emperor's reforms all his life. He led the Yuhua God Dynasty to continue suppressing this world in the era of spiritual energy recovery. At the same time, he continued to reform the world and established the concept of 'taking people as the foundation'. This concept was inherited by my brother, the current Emperor De of the Yuhua God Dynasty.”

“After inheriting the throne for decades, this world has never been chaotic. The elderly have people to support them and the young have people to depend on. We treat the common people the same way. Towards the children, enrollment in school is free. Towards our land, we won't give up a single inch of it!” Princess Yulin said firmly.

“I know that many people think that the ideals of our Yuhua God Dynasty are too idealistic and too childish. In a vast cultivation world, instead of currying favor with those powerful cultivators, we instead treat the ordinary people well and let these people live a good life with dignity. We have offended all the factions. Be it the orthodox or the demonic sects, they all wish for the Yuhua God Dynasty to be wiped out.” Princess Yulin continued.

Huang Xian'er listened silently, her eyes filled with an indescribable feeling.

She couldn't describe what this feeling was either.

Her pressure didn't continue to become stronger, giving Princess Yulin a chance to speak.

Although her eyes still revealed coldness, they were no longer filled with disgust.

Perhaps Princess Yulin's words moved her.

In the world, there were many idealists, but very few people would sacrifice their lives for their ideals.

The Yuhua God Dynasty did it.

From Emperor Yuan to Emperor Ming and then to Emperor De.

Generations of emperors had put in their blood, sweat, and tears, even sacrificing their lives.

During this period, many ministers racked their brains for the people of the world.

That Cabinet Chief of the four generations even worked himself to death in his final years for Emperor De's safety.

Before the Cabinet Chief died, he said that he could die, but Emperor De couldn't. If Emperor De died, the reforms of the Yuhua God Dynasty and this world would all be cut off.

“Look around. There are so many pairs of eyes watching. These are all people who wish for the demise of our Yuhua God Dynasty. They don't care about the common people. If I agree to the conditions that you mentioned just now, this crisis will immediately be resolved. They will be greatly disappointed and beat their chest, stomp their feet in disappointment.” Princess Yulin pointed around with a smile.

“Then agree. Let them beat their chest and stomp their feet in disappointment!” Huang Xian'er said.

Princess Yulin shook her head. “In that case, the common people of the world will be greatly disappointed in the Yuhua God Dynasty.”

“Are the common people that important to you?” Huang Xian'er asked, puzzled.

“They are important. The reason why the royal family of our Yuhua God Dynasty is the royal family is because of the people of the world. If they are around, the Yuhua God Dynasty will be around. If they are gone, even if the Yuhua God Dynasty is still around, what's the point?” Princess Yulin nodded and replied very firmly.

“I've never had to worry about food and clothing since I was young. I'm called the First Princess by them. I'm the princess of the Yuhua God Dynasty, and also the princess of the common people. I naturally have to uphold justice for the common people. Therefore, according to the request of the Hundred Races, I, Princess Yulin, on behalf of the Yuhua God Dynasty…” Princess Yulin's eyes were stubborn. With the pressure on her, a smile appeared on her beautiful face.

“Reject!” When she said this, her smile was very bright, like a blooming flower.

Huang Xian'er's eyelids drooped. She suppressed the ripples in her heart and sneered.

“Reject?” She suddenly raised her head and looked at Princess Yulin.

“Can you reject it?”

“What does your Yuhua God Dynasty have?”

“A False Immortal, right?”

“But among the Hundred Races of the Kunlun Mountains, there are already nine False Immortals who have recovered!”

“You said you reject it, but do you really think that relying on one single False Immortal can stop the emergence of the Hundred Races of the Kunlun Mountains?”

“A single False Immortal wanting to continue suppressing this world?”

“You overestimated yourself!”

Huang Xian'er became cold and heartless. Her tone gradually became heavier, and in the end, it became a reprimand.

Accompanied by her rebuke, nine terrifying auras came from the Kunlun Mountains that were shrouded in darkness.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

These auras swept through the night sky like a storm, shocking the world.

The nine False Immortals stood alone in the Kunlun Mountains, deterring the world.

Countless people saw it. Even from millions of miles away, they could feel these nine terrifying auras.

The sect leaders of the various large factions turned pale at this moment. They were shocked by the aura of the False Immortals.

But instead of being shocked, they were overjoyed.

So what if the Yuhua God Dynasty had a False Immortal?

There were nine False Immortals in the Hundred Races of the Kunlun Mountains.

Moreover, this was only the current stage!

Princess Yulin's face also turned pale. Her mood instantly fell to rock bottom.

These nine False Immortals were really too terrifying.

“You still dare to say no in front of me?” Huang Xian'er sneered. She looked at Princess Yulin with a competitive gaze.

She wanted to suppress Princess Yulin's dream.

She didn't have such a grand dream, so she didn't allow Princess Yulin to have one either.

Princess Yulin and the dozen or so Void Returning Realm cultivators behind her had difficulty breathing at this moment.

This…

This…

This…

No one could speak.

“Do you know?” Huang Xian'er looked at Princess Yulin. Victory was in her hands. With a leisurely pace, she walked over and reached out to stroke Princess Yulin's face. The two beautiful faces were placed together and they almost kissed.

Huang Xian'er suddenly turned around and said in Princess Yulin's ear, “Your Yuhua God Dynasty and your ideals are not worth mentioning in front of absolute strength!”

Princess Yulin gritted her teeth. At this moment, a figure appeared in her mind.

A white-robed man who was calmly drinking tea and had an immortal-like temperament.

“I… I believe in him!” Princess Yulin said softly and firmly.

Nothing could stop her Big Grand-Uncle.

In the imperial capital, in the Cold Palace, Lin Jiufeng put down his teacup and looked at the Kunlun Mountains.

“Silly girl, you trust me so much?” Lin Jiufeng smiled gently, feeling very gratified.

The granddaughter that he raised didn't let him down.

Lin Jiufeng watched everything that happened just now.

The corner of his mouth curled up as he said, “Since you trust me so much, I can't disappoint you, right?”

“Isn't it just nine False Immortals? It isn't like they are existences that can destroy the world.” Lin Jiufeng got up and walked to the door of the Cold Palace.

A lamp hung at the entrance all year round.

[Light of the Homes!]

When he signed in for this years ago, Lin Jiufeng had never used it until now.

[Light of the Homes] had also been absorbing the light of the homes in the mortal world.

“After putting you here for so long, it's time for you to make a move. Let the people of the world know that the lights of the common people of the world cannot be underestimated,” Lin Jiufeng looked at the [Light of the Homes] and said.

[Light of the Homes] flickered slightly. The weak candle flame jumped as if it was responding to Lin Jiufeng's words. Then, it broke free from where it was hanging and floated in front of Lin Jiufeng.

Lin Jiufeng held it and shook it gently. Then, the light of the [Light of the Homes] spread out.

At the end of the distant world, on a majestic black mountain, nine terrifying auras suppressed the world.

Princess Yulin and Huang Xian'er were like close friends. They hugged together and their faces were close to each other.

Huang Xian'er looked at Princess Yulin with a victorious smile on her face.

She was confident of her victory and was very triumphant. She said to Princess Yulin, “If you agree to be my maid, I will shorten the area of a million miles to 500,000 miles. How about that?”

Princess Yulin bit her red lips and looked at Huang Xian'er angrily.

But suddenly, an unusual aura came from heaven and earth.

She focused her gaze and saw a huge painting of the world in the dark.

The resplendent light turned the night into day. Then, everyone could see that in the direction of the distant imperial capital, a painting of the common people in the world flew towards the Kunlun Mountains.

This resplendent light illuminated the ground. The light was spiritual and warm as if it illuminated the past, present, and future!

In this light, there were men farming, women weaving, children smiling, scholars teaching, and fishermen fishing…

These people all had smiles on their faces.

This painting of the world was so beautiful that it made those with dark hearts unable to look at it directly.

It looked like it was painted by the most ordinary person. The entire painting was resplendent and dazzling.

At this moment, this Painting of the People transformed into an eternal streak of holy light that came from the imperial capital. It rampaged through the vast world at a speed that exceeded everyone's imagination. With a flash of light, it crossed thousands of miles, cut through space, and descended in front of the Kunlun Mountains.

This was a kind of miracle in the mortal world. The Painting of the People seemed to be able to traverse the three thousand worlds, piercing through Yin and Yang and emitting the immortal divinity of the people.

Existing as long as the world, competing with the sun and moon.

“What terrifying magic treasure is this?” On the ground in front of the Kunlun Mountains, countless sect masters couldn't help but kneel down, indescribably shocked.

“Is this a true immortal artifact?” Many people were trembling. Under this pressure, they spat out large mouthfuls of blood and knelt for a long time, their faces filled with fear.

At this moment, the immortal divine light penetrated the Yuhua God Dynasty. Every figure and every trajectory of life on the painting was like a heavenly chasm. It split the sky, tore through the darkness, and let the great world of light descend into this world.

At this moment, the [Light of the Homes] completely displayed its might.

The light was incomparably resplendent as if it had been moving unhindered for millions of years.

What remained unchanged since time immemorial was the passing down of generations of ordinary people.

The past, the present, and the future had always been like this.

This Painting of the People was as heavy as tens of thousands of tons. Light burst out millions of times, crushing the void.

After descending to the Kunlun Mountains at an extremely shocking speed, the Painting of the People descended with auspicious energy that filled the sky. It was as if it was reversing time and returning to 15,000 years ago.

That was the peak of the Hundred Races in the Kunlun Mountains. It was an era where all races existed together. The human race was extremely small, but the Painting of the People at this moment was like the light of ascension. It illuminated every inch of the world one after another, telling the people of the past and present.

The common people also had what they wanted to protect and persevere for.

The interior of the Kunlun Mountains was illuminated. A supreme pressure rumbled down, causing the Hundred Races to tremble. Countless people couldn't withstand this pressure and began to scream.

Boom!

At this moment, the Painting of the People fluttered. Then, vast and mighty auras came crashing down from all directions, directly drowning out the auras of the nine False Immortals.

In the Kunlun Mountains, the False Immortals counterattacked. There was a rumbling sound as they fought with the painting.

This was an extremely shocking scene. The nine False Immortals attacked together and fought against the mysterious painting.

An extremely terrifying and rare scene.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

The sect leaders who spat out blood from the pressure watched in horror.

It was the same for Huang Xian'er. Her smugness and confidence in winning just now disappeared at this moment.

“Is this from your Yuhua God Dynasty?” Huang Xian'er stared at Princess Yulin's blue pupils and asked.

“I told you that the Yuhua God Dynasty would dare to reject the Hundred Races of the Kunlun Mountains, but you didn't believe me,” Princess Yulin said happily. She knew that her Big Grand-Uncle had made a move.

In a good mood, she even reached out to touch Huang Xian'er's skin and said with a smile, “The Yuhua God Dynasty protects the common people, and the common people will also protect the Yuhua God Dynasty. This is something that you Hundred Races don't understand. Don't be so triumphant next time, it will be very embarrassing.”

Huang Xian'er's expression changed. She no longer cared about Princess Yulin. Her eyes were fixed on the Kunlun Mountains as the nine False Immortals fought against the Painting of the People.

This battle lasted for three days and three nights, shaking the world. The Painting of the People finally disappeared, but the nine False Immortals in the Kunlun Mountains were also exhausted.

This time, it was a draw.

But they definitely didn't dare to underestimate the Yuhua God Dynasty anymore.

“Just you wait. I will definitely take you in as my maid next time.” Before Huang Xianer left, she reached out and touched Princess Yulin's body part that was round in shape, saying ruthlessly.

This infuriated Bai Tiandi.

Chapter end