Inverse Sword Mad God-Chapter 1447 - 1445: Gathering of Kings! (6th Update)
The aura of these Ice and Snow Demon Lions is immense, even reaching the Nine-star Demon General level, and it’s terrifying beyond measure!
Yet, at this moment, they are merely pulling a carriage, which is truly astonishing!
Sitting inside the carriage is, of course, the King of Joy.
Eight stunning women, dressed in colorful garments, accompany the Divine Chariot.
They appear like fairies, floating in the sky.
Soon, the entire chariot is suspended in mid-air, with two unparalleled beauties half-kneeling in the sky, gently drawing open the jade curtain.
Then, a figure steps out from the Divine Chariot.
Upon seeing this figure, everyone is stunned.
Because the one who walks out is a youth of about sixteen or seventeen years old.
His frame is thin, features handsome, and his gaze incredibly clear.
The whole person carries an ethereal air, akin to an immortal child.
"Who is this?" Everyone wonders.
"Is he really the King of Joy?" The crowd widens their eyes, finding it hard to believe.
For in their perspective, a king should invariably be an elder figure. 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝘦𝓌𝑒𝑏𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝘭.𝒸𝘰𝑚
Nevertheless, the figure in the sky is strikingly youthful!
Clearly a teenager, even Young Master Anle from Happy Forest appears older than him.
For a moment, everyone is shocked and unsure, frozen in place.
Meanwhile, the teenage figure in the sky gives a soft hum and stands with hands behind his back.
"Taoist An, well met, well met!" The Duan Family Ancestor clasps his fist.
Beside him, the Murong Ancestor also shakes his head slightly: "You old fellow, obviously over a thousand years old, yet always enjoy pretending to be young."
Upon seeing the reactions of the Duan Family Ancestor and the Murong Ancestor, everyone realizes that the sixteen or seventeen-year-old youth before them is indeed the King of Joy.
However, they remain immensely shocked, as this image starkly contradicts their expectations of a king!
While the King of Joy lets out a cold hum: "What do you understand? I have mastered cultivation to the extent that I achieve eternal youth!"
"You wish for this appearance but can’t achieve it!"
Hearing the King’s words, the Murong Ancestor simply laughs and shakes his head; at this moment, another laugh resonates from the sky.
"What, by your reasoning, am I, an old man, lacking in my cultivation?"
An elderly voice is heard, brimming with powerful energy, making everyone’s scalps tingle.
No need to imagine; just by observing this energy and tone, one can infer the newcomer’s identity is definitely on par with the King of Joy.
Everyone looks upwards again towards the sky.
Sure enough, another elder emerges once more in the sky.
This elder sits atop a massive golden war chariot, its entirety glowing like a sun.
Pulling the chariot are nine flood dragons, equally impressive.
Each one is incredibly fierce, carrying a strong aura, also reaching Nine-star Demon General level.
Meanwhile, the elder’s temperament is that of celestial elegance, as if descending from the Heavenly Realm.
"Patriarch Shen!"
The crowd exclaims; indeed, the elder seated upon the golden war chariot is none other than Patriarch Shen.
The King of Joy glances at Patriarch Shen and then scoffs coldly: "Old Shen, let me tell you, your Shen family’s Heavenly Falling Taiqing Technique isn’t all that, why not cultivate my Happy Forest’s Lotus Treasure Identification!"
"I dare guarantee, within a short time, your strength will significantly increase!"
"You, An, stop messing around!"
"Every time you meet you disparage my Shen family’s Heavenly Falling Taiqing Technique; its power can only be determined through comparison!"
Thus saying, Patriarch Shen lets out a cold hum, and immediately, a formidable aura surges from him.
This aura is like an abyssal ocean, causing the entire void to tremble with its emergence.
Below, martial artists’ scalps tingle, many even kneeling, shivering.
This is kingly aura they are utterly unable to resist.
At this point, the Duan Family Ancestor quickly advises: "Both of you, grant me a favor; why don’t we all go inside together, have tea and discuss the Dao?"
Nearby, the Murong Ancestor also waves his hand, and immediately, the terrifying aura from below dissipates, leaving martial artists to quiver.
Instantly, they breathe a sigh of relief and quickly bow towards the sky, thanking Senior Murong!
The Murong Ancestor nods slightly, then says, "Old Shen, don’t behave like this every time."
"If you two wish to fight, find a place where no one is around, even if it shakes Heaven and Earth, I won’t intervene."
"But not here, don’t scare the youngsters below."
"Humph!"
Upon hearing this, Patriarch Shen gives a cold hum, retracting his aura.
The Duan Family Ancestor breathes a sigh of relief.
But the next moment, his brow slightly furrows.
Because in the distant sky, someone else is flying over.
This is a Spirit Boat, entirely azure, emitting flowing light shimmering like stars.
On this Spirit Boat stands a middle-aged man, with a fair visage and eyes profound like stars.
His aura is akin to an abyssal ocean, unfathomable.
Behind him are over ten elders and several young disciples.
This group is the martial artists of the Immortal Martial Academy, and the middle-aged man at the front is Dean Xuan.
The reason the Duan Family Ancestor frowns is that the relationship between the Immortal Martial Academy and War God Palace is excellent, whereas it isn’t amicable with their Duan Family.
Though they haven’t directly acted, they still stand in opposition.
Yet this time, he still invited the Immortal Martial Academy, as they are a kingly force one can’t underestimate.
Unexpectedly, they indeed came.
This leaves him slightly shocked and unsettled, as he is aware they aren’t here to congratulate him but likely because of the few War God Palace elders he captured.
However, upon seeing only over ten elders and a few young disciples behind Dean Xuan, he immediately feels relieved.
Because with such few people, they can’t stir up much trouble.
He knows he is now genuinely a king, definitely unfearful of Dean Xuan.
And the rest are no match for his Duan family.
If the opponents dare to act, he will unreservedly counterattack.
Thinking of this, a smile appears on his lips.
"Mr. Xuan, well met."
The Duan Family Ancestor squints, smiling affably.
In every way, his expression holds a hint of provocation.
Meanwhile, the Murong Ancestor, King of Joy, and Patriarch Shen also greet Dean Xuan.
Dean Xuan responds to each, without commenting, his eyes profoundly deep.
Then, the Duan Family Ancestor invites the kings into the grand hall of War God Palace.
Once the kings leave, everyone breathes a collective sigh of relief, subsequently collapsing onto the ground.
They can’t help it; it’s too terrifying; even a hint of aura is beyond their resistance.
This is the might of kings, completely transcending them.
This also explains why, once the Duan Family Ancestor became a king, the situation for the entire Duan Family transformed drastically.
