Attaining Immortality, Starting From Slaying Demons-Chapter 1385 - 810: Emperor? Since when did I know any Emperor_2

Chapter 1385: Chapter 810: Emperor? Since when did I know any Emperor_2

The Golden Immortals split into a path, leaving the foremost position open, and then all looked towards that figure in Xuan Shang.

Before the great calamity, the Seventy-two Cave Golden Immortals had no substantial difference in rank; it was merely a matter of who entered the Second Rank earlier and thus had only deeper qualifications. Whoever could gain more favor and attention from the Sect Hierarch was held in higher esteem.

However, ever since the Sect Hierarch conceived the idea of selecting the Twelve Golden Immortals, the status distinctions became glaringly defined.

And during this excursion to the East Continent, there was a Cultivator who achieved two consecutive leaps at an unimaginably fast pace.

With his first debate, he secured his place among the Twelve Golden Immortals.

When everyone thought this was the limit, the second debate resumed; this young figure’s astonishing talent and dazzling performance earned him the qualification to contest for the head of the Twelve Golden Immortals among elders like Master Xuanwei.

The leader of all Immortals, second only to the Sect Hierarch Emperor!

Master Xuanwei stood silently, also stepping aside to show his stance.

It wasn’t because he thought his own power was inferior to Shen Yi’s but because this position was owed to him by the entire Three Immortals Sect.

In the moment when the junior fearlessly emerged, not only did he vent a righteous anger for the Immortals, but he also solidified a massive advantage for the Three Immortals Sect, yet they, the old ones, still couldn’t help him secure the title of Immortal Emperor.

Of course, everyone was aware that this concession was ultimately meaningless.

Because this leader of all the recognized Immortals... he was about to die.

The monks shared identical looks filled with the intent to eradicate the Taoist Monarch from existence at any cost.

Compared to the complex expressions on others’ faces, Shen Yi remained calm and serene as always. With a composed expression, he stepped forward to the towering altar.

"Heh."

Seeing this, Emperor Dongji suddenly let out a laugh.

He appreciates such smart individuals.

Calm because he is unafraid; unafraid because this young man knows there is still a turning point ahead.

And this turning point is himself.

"Ahem."

Thus, Emperor Dongji gently adjusted his robe, sat straighter with a solemn expression, waiting for the young man’s proactive allegiance.

In this world, nothing is truly destined; it’s just a matter of paying enough of a price. Making Shen Yi Immortal Emperor might require a hefty price, as calming the monks’ resentment isn’t an easy task.

But Emperor Dongji is confident; he can afford it.

Even if an Emperor’s Mansion alone isn’t enough, he is the only one willing to lobby other Sect Hierarchs and Emperors for Shen Yi.

"..."

Houtu Huangdi Qi glanced towards the hall with a touch of complexity in her graceful eyes.

She once said regardless of nature, whoever sits in that position doesn’t differ much. Perhaps they’re just puppets tied by chains from both Sects.

Also feeling Shen Yi might be different, she had once reminded him.

Now it seems, indeed, he’s different.

Without even sitting in that position, he was already tethered by chains.

Willingly handing his life over to Emperor Dongji, henceforth losing any chance to rise again.

Their mere agreement had already exacerbated the Sect conflict to an irreparable level. If Shen Yi truly entered the East Pole Emperor’s Mansion, becoming a powerless blade in his hand, who knows what havoc it would wreak upon the world.

Lady Houtu sighed silently, gazing back at the horizon.

Compared to her disappointment, the other Immortal disciples were stirred by Emperor Dongji’s light cough.

Common words say a divine bird chooses a proper tree to roost.

Though Master Xuanwei and others think Emperor Dongji is no good tree; his manipulation is evident. If truly sincere, he should have stepped up at the debate, not postured for supplication now.

Yet in this juncture, having someone to rely on is better than helplessness.

All looked towards that Xuan Shang Taoist Monarch.

Then, the grand hall suddenly settled into silence.

At the foremost place, Shen Yi stood with hands down, calmly standing without any further action, as if nothing was amiss.

Soon, the atmosphere became slightly awkward.

Emperor Dongji seemed restless, furrowing his brow with impatience: "What are you waiting for?"

"Hmm?" Shen Yi lifted his head with slight bewilderment, pondered for a moment, then cupped his hands with confusion: "Junior is perplexed, please enlighten the Emperor."

"..."

Upon hearing this, Emperor Dongji’s face instantly turned cold.

He stared at the young man’s innocent demeanor, eye twitching slightly, finally sensing something amiss.

Perplexed?

Earlier, when this lad almost got suppressed by Joyful True Buddha’s lotus, while smiling at him, no mention of perplexed was made!

The other is already a dying man, and both Sects are in such a state.

Emperor Dongji saw no need to conceal, coldly voiced in front of many Church members: "Are you planning to breach your promise?"

At this, the Immortals were puzzled, and the disciples showed fright.

Lady Houtu was surprised, slowly turning.

Only to see the Xuan Shang youth ponder and meet Emperor Dongji’s eyes, fearless of threats yet displaying curiosity: "What did Shen Yi promise the Emperor?"

As those words fell, everyone noticed Emperor Dongji’s face visibly turned blue, clearly upset despite being a First Rank Giant, beset with grievance.

On the other hand, Shen Yi’s gestures remained humble, his words courteous, yet he seemed like a rogue denying association post-intimacy.

What went awry?

Who truly faces a life threat, who craves the Immortal Emperor seat?

Even Master Xuanwei had no clue about Shen Yi’s actions, challenging Emperor’s authority is untenable. Other Golden Immortals aside, forfeiting a future is bad enough; offending the Emperor could cost life.

"If your memory is faulty, this Emperor grants one last chance to recall wisely, lest you suffer."

Emperor Dongji shut his eyes, as one among Heaven’s parents, he wouldn’t bicker with a junior.

Reopening them, only indifference remained, his gaze at Shen Yi akin to viewing a half-dead.

"Shen Yi does have poor memory, but the Emperor’s isn’t great either."

Leisurely lowering his hands, Shen Yi shed the mirth and intently looked at the altar figure: "Back at Heavenly Tower Mountain, I mentioned Shen’s fate, thin and fond of hardship."

Seemingly respectful yet subtly defiant.

From the past encounter at Heavenly Tower Mountain where Emperor Dongji magnanimously granted another chance, refraining from action, now in East Continent, the scene repeats. Fon the acclaimed leader of Immortals, shone for the Three Immortals Sect amidst calamity with unrivaled prestige, even his esteemed Emperor status needed actual accusations to act against this young man.

All disciples fell silent, none understood the turn of events but sensed Emperor Dongji’s raging wrath.

"Splendid."

Emperor Dongji inhaled deeply, fingers slightly twitching atop his knee.

He couldn’t grasp why, despite the Immortal Oath, the man defied him, but if he seeks death, he shall receive it.

"As long as this Emperor lives, you will never claim that seat."

His cold voice echoed in the hall, and his form flickered, vanishing from the altar.

The Immortals looked around in dread, bewilderment prevalent.

While the Sect enmity heightened, this Emperor withdrew hands-off, leaving East Continent, abandoning his disciples in Nanping?!

Soon, they gazed outward, breath erratic... their sole support became Houtu Huangdi Qi, a being with considerable hostility toward the Immortal Sect!

Lady Houtu quietly fixed her gaze on Shen Yi’s back, surrounded by scrutinizing stares.

She had misjudged someone three times.