Chapter 1802 — Return to the Heavenly Realm
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Jiang Baigui shook his head. "It is already too late. The Miluo Palace set the Master of the Joyous Hall, Emperor Haotian, and the Empress Dowager to guard outside the city, and had Dao-attainers descend outside as well, all to confuse our sight — to make us believe no descent was possible within the Jade Capital City, and so keep us pinned here. The Master of the Joyous Hall, Emperor Haotian, and the Empress Dowager were nothing but discarded pieces. If I am not mistaken, the hall master descending within the Jade Capital City should arrive earlier than those outside — and this time it is not one hall master who comes. " Scarcely had he spoken when another obscure ripple came, and beams of dao light shot skyward, churning the heavens of the Ancestral Court and setting the stars to wheeling around them!
A second hall master had descended. Xu Shenghua and Lan Yutian had by now entered the Jade Capital City.
At the sight, they hastily halted and looked up at those beams of light.
Lan Yutian's face went ashen, and despair showed on Xu Shenghua's features as well. They had originally meant to help Heavenly Lord You and the others slay Emperor Haotian; but upon seeing the first hall master descend, the two had immediately turned and rushed into the Jade Capital City of the Ancestral Court, resolved to fight that hall master to the death.
Yet the descent of the second hall master made them realize at once that all their efforts were in vain. "Let us go," Xu Shenghua said, turning to walk out of the Jade Capital City.
Lan Yutian called him back, his voice somewhat lost.
"Brother Xu, go where?
" Xu Shenghua had already regained his usual composure.
"Back to the Yuan Realm. The descent of the Miluo Palace can no longer be stopped; in this battle we have no chance of victory. If we return to the Yuan Realm now and move Jingping into the Chaotic Space, there will still be a chance to rise again.
" "Is there really a chance to rise again?
" Lan Yutian cried out.
"Search your conscience and tell me — do you truly believe that!
" Xu Shenghua was silent.
Suddenly, more beams of dao light shot straight up beyond the clouds. Without turning his head, Xu Shenghua strode away.
"All I know is that staying here offers no chance at all. Lan Yutian, come with me — at the very least we can preserve Jingping!
" Lan Yutian hesitated, then followed him.
The two headed straight for the place where Emperor Haotian had attained the Dao, and Xu Shenghua called out loudly, "Heavenly Lord You, Lang Wan, the Two Black Tortoise Emperors — all is lost, return to Jingping! " Heavenly Lord You was stunned. "All is lost?
" A nameless fury surged up in his chest, and he roared, "Who says all is lost? How many of our people died to win us this advantage, to fight our way to the Heavenly Court, to fight our way to the Jade Capital City — one step more and we would have won completely!
How is all lost?
" From between Emperor Haotian's brows three treasure halls suddenly flew out, and he said coldly, "Heavenly Lord You, can you not see it? The hall masters have descended.
You truly are lost. " Those treasure halls suddenly blazed with the full majesty of the Dao, pressing down upon Heavenly Lord You, Lang Wan, and the Two Black Tortoise Emperors!
In Emperor Haotian's hands the treasure halls had been powerful, to be sure, but no more than decent weapons — they had never been able to unleash the might they displayed now!
Now those three treasure halls were like towering gods that no calamity could extinguish, standing firm amid the Calamity of Destruction, imperishable through all ages. The halls' power erupted, and before it even pressed upon them, they were already spitting blood again and again!
Within the Jade Capital City of the Ancestral Court, three towering figures strode forth — and those three great halls were the supreme achievement of their Dao!