Chapter 1112 Eastern Region Assembly, Questioning Before the Palace
Seven days passed in the blink of an eye.
For the many forces in the Eastern Territory, these seven days felt as long and unbearable as seven years.
The urgent summons from the Prince of Zhendong's mansion, with its stern wording and bearing the seal of the Thunder Emperor and the seal of the Prince of Zhendong, was like a boulder thrown into a calm lake, stirring up towering waves and countless speculations.
A demonic being from beyond the realm, at the level of a Heavenly Demon Emperor, intends to seize control of the eastern territory.
A single line of text contains a chilling amount of information.
The Heavenly Demon Emperor! He is a terrifying existence on the same level as Qin Tian, the Demon King of the Great Thousand Palace, and the Undying Lord, the Tomb Keeper!
Why would such a powerful and evil entity target the East?
Under what circumstances did Zhen Dong Wang Mo Yu 'learn of' such a top secret?
The summons was vague and ambiguous, which only fueled further speculation and panic.
For a time, countless messengers traversed the continent, and various forces secretly communicated and inquired, but none of them could find the key information.
Only the core members of the 'Eastern Autonomous Alliance', such as the Wind Spirit Clan and the Eastern Family, felt as if they had fallen into an ice cave the moment they received the summons, and any remaining hope in their hearts was completely shattered.
They knew better than anyone else that the 'Heavenly Demon Emperor-level being' was not just a rumor, but a terrifying fact that they had trembled at even from an endless distance on Dark Star!
Why did Mo Yu bring this matter to the forefront? Was it simply to report a crisis, or... was there something else going on?
Panic spread within the alliance, but the die was cast and could not be cast.
When the seven-day period arrived, no matter how uneasy they were, the leaders of all the major powers in the Eastern Territory dared not be negligent in the slightest. They all set off, each with their own thoughts, and headed towards the continent that had become the center of power in the East, the Thunder Continent.
The Prince of Zhendong's Mansion is magnificent!
The Thunder Continent of today is no longer the simple Thunder Prison headquarters it once was.
The Zhen Dong Prince's Mansion is located in the heart of the continent. It is based on the Thunder Emperor Seal and absorbs the power of the stars and endless thunder. Although it has only been around for a short time, it has already shown an incomparably magnificent imperial aura.
The main hall of the Prince's Mansion, the "Zhendong Hall," exudes an even more solemn and imposing atmosphere.
The palace is ten thousand feet tall and is made entirely of purple divine gold containing thunder and star-like glass. Nine lifelike thunder dragon sculptures are coiled on the top of the palace, their mouths swallowing and spitting out real thunder and rosy light, which are reflected in the starlight of the sky.
The plaza in front of the palace is as vast as a plain, paved with Wanlei Stone, smooth as a mirror, reflecting the starry sky.
On both sides of the square stand seventy-two enormous thunder totem poles, their bodies carved with ancient thunder patterns and reliefs depicting battles against extraterrestrial evil races, exuding a solemn and majestic aura.
Today, the area in front of the Zhen Dong Hall is under heavy guard.
Squads of Thunder Punishment soldiers, clad in standard purple-silver thunder armor and possessing at least the Supreme Realm aura, stood like javelins, their eyes like lightning, scanning the surroundings.
They remained silent, but the murderous aura forged in blood and fire coalesced to form an invisible force field, causing any powerful individual who stepped into this place to subconsciously restrain their aura and feel a sense of awe.
In the air, magnificent carriages, enormous starships, or figures riding various rare birds and beasts, and figures moving with light, would occasionally break through the air and land in the designated area according to the guidance of the royal court's master of ceremonies.
As soon as the representatives of various forces landed, they could feel the extremely dense thunderous spiritual energy in this place, as well as the omnipresent majestic will belonging to the Zhen Dong Prince's Mansion.
"Look, that's Ancestor Xuan Yu of the Xuan Turtle Ancient Clan! I heard that his clan has a sacred turtle that has lived for 100,000 years, and its defensive power is the best in the Eastern Region!"
"The sect leader of the Crimson Sun Divine Sect has also arrived! It is said that his 'Crimson Sun Divine Technique' has reached the pinnacle, and is only half a step away from becoming a Saint-grade technique!"
“That’s… the Heavenly Maiden of Wonderful Sound from the ‘Heavenly Sound Pavilion’! I never expected that such a transcendent music sect would also come.”
"And there are the several Medicine Saints from the 'Hundred Herbs Starfield,' who are the titans of the alchemy world in the Eastern Frontier..."
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Representatives from all walks of life in the eastern territories arrived one after another, including some ancient beings who usually lived in seclusion and rarely participated in outside affairs.
At this moment, their expressions were solemn, curious, or tinged with worry. Guided by the officials of the Prince's Palace, they passed through the grim military formation and entered the magnificent Zhen Dong Hall.
The interior space is even more spacious, employing advanced spatial expansion formations, enough to accommodate ten thousand people without feeling crowded.
Above the dome, stars revolved, and lightning flickered, as if a miniature starry sky and sea of lightning had been brought into the palace. The floor was as smooth as a mirror, reflecting people's images.
At the far end of the main hall stood a throne over a hundred feet tall, carved from a single piece of chaotic lightning crystal. The throne was backed by a scroll depicting stars and lightning, exuding a vast and majestic aura, and was currently empty.
Below the throne, on the left and right, are several rows of slightly lower jade thrones, reserved for Emperor Yan, the envoy of the Martial Ancestor, and the core members of the royal palace.
Further down were numerous seats arranged according to power and kinship. Most of the seats were already occupied, with many figures moving about, their auras mixed and powerful, and the buzzing of low conversations echoing in the hall.
When the seven core members of the alliance, including Feng Yuanzi, the patriarch of the Fengling Clan, Dongfang Changqing, the patriarch of the Dongfang Family Clan, Qingming Sword Immortal of the Ancient Sword Sect, Qian Wanguan, the president of the Four Seas Chamber of Commerce, and Xing Suanzi, the master of the Star Pavilion, stepped into the Zhen Dong Hall, the originally noisy hall suddenly fell silent for a moment.
Countless gazes instantly converged on them.
Curiosity, scrutiny, inquiry, schadenfreude... all sorts of perspectives intertwine.
Anyone with eyes to see knows that these seven forces were the most resistant to the Zhen Dong Prince's Mansion's integration of the Eastern Region, and there were even rumors that they were banding together for self-preservation.
Their collective appearance at such a sensitive time naturally attracts attention.
Feng Yuanzi forced himself to remain calm, his face ashen, with a faint breeze surrounding him as he tried to maintain the demeanor of a clan leader. However, his slightly flickering eyes and somewhat stiff steps betrayed his inner turmoil.
Dongfang Changqing, on the other hand, appeared as a refined and scholarly gentleman, calm and composed. He held a jade sword and walked slowly, but his hands, which were gripping the hilt and had slightly white knuckles, betrayed his nervousness.
The Azure Sword Immortal, cradling his ancient sword, scanned his surroundings with sharp eyes, displaying the unique arrogance of a sword cultivator, attempting to conceal his unease with a cold and hard exterior.
Qian Wanguan still had a prosperous and smiling appearance, his small eyes darting around. He nodded to the familiar representatives of various factions, as if nothing was wrong, but his smile looked somewhat forced.
The Star Calculator's face was still pale and his breath was weak. He was helped to sit down by his disciple, closed his eyes and remained silent, seemingly still recuperating from his injuries.
They were led to a seat near the front, but not in the most central area.
This position is quite delicate, as it not only shows their status as an important force in the Eastern Region, but also subtly implies that they are being 'specially cared for'.
After sitting down, the group kept their eyes down, trying not to interact with their surroundings too much, but the occasional glances they exchanged were filled with heaviness and anxiety.
"Clan Chief Feng, judging from this situation... they don't seem to have good intentions." Qian Wanguan used the brief moment while adjusting his robes to transmit his voice to Feng Yuanzi beside him with extremely subtle spiritual power.
"Let's wait and see, and stubbornly deny that we have done anything wrong, and that we have no connection with the extraterrestrial evil race! Mo Yu has no solid evidence, so he can't just slander us out of thin air!" Feng Yuanzi replied telepathically, but his tone was not as firm as his words.
Dongfang Changqing closed his eyes to rest, but his voice transmission was icy: "If he really wants to use this as an excuse, he probably won't give us a chance to defend ourselves. The astrologer might be able to predict today's fortune?"
The fortune teller shook his head almost imperceptibly, his voice weak and bitter: "The heavens are in chaos... The Prince's fortune is like a rainbow, but it carries a bloody aura... Today... there may be a great change."
These words made the hearts of the group sink even deeper.
Time passed slowly, and the seats in the main hall gradually filled up.
At a glance, there were more than two hundred Heavenly Sovereign level experts present!
There are nearly twenty Immortal-grade beings among them! This is almost a gathering of most of the top forces in the Eastern Territory!
Such a grand occasion has not been seen in nearly 10,000 years.
The appeal and influence of the Prince of Zhen Dong's Mansion are thus evident.
This made Feng Yuanzi and the others even more alarmed, realizing that Mo Yu's prestige in the Eastern Region was now beyond their ability to shake.
"clang!"
Just as the atmosphere in the main hall grew increasingly heavy and everyone had different thoughts, a clear and melodious bell rang out, as if it had come from the heavens, resounding throughout the entire East Town Hall. The lingering sound cleansed the mind and spirit.
Everyone's spirits lifted, and they all looked toward the end of the hall.
Behind the high throne, the Starry Sky and Thunder Scroll rippled slightly, and a figure as tall as a spear, surrounded by swirling lightning, stepped out from the void—it was Mo Yu!
He was not wearing formal robes today, but rather a simple purple and silver casual outfit. His black hair was tied up with a jade hairpin with a thunder pattern. His face was stern, and his eyes were calm and deep, as if they contained endless stars and thunder.
He didn't deliberately exude pressure, but the invisible aura he possessed after experiencing great battles, wielding power over the universe, and especially after just defeating the Heavenly Demon Emperor's will, made all the powerful figures present feel a chill in their hearts and involuntarily hold their breath.
As Mo Yu appeared, Qing Yanjing, Lei Feier, Xiao Yu, Ya Fei, Xiao Yi Xian, Yun Yun, Qing Lin and other core members of the royal palace, as well as several Lei Yu elders with profound auras, also quietly appeared on the jade throne below the throne.
Mo Yu's gaze slowly swept over the assembled leaders from all sides. His gaze was not sharp, but it seemed to penetrate people's hearts, making many people's hearts skip a beat.
When his gaze swept over Feng Yuanzi, Dongfang Changqing, and the others, it paused for a moment. His calm and unwavering eyes sent chills down the spines of the allies, as if they were being locked onto by invisible lightning.
"Everyone," Mo Yu finally spoke, his voice not loud, but clear enough to reach everyone's ears, carrying a strange penetrating power and majesty.
"The reason I have summoned you all here today is surely mentioned in the summons. It concerns the survival and safety of my eastern territory, and even the overall border defense of the entire Great Thousand World. I dare not act on my own initiative, so I invite you all to discuss this together."
He paused, then continued, "Many people probably have doubts, or even question whether the claim that 'a Heavenly Demon Emperor-level being intends to interfere' is an exaggeration."
I can assure you all that this matter is absolutely true!
As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his hand and waved.
"Buzz!"
Suddenly, a clear three-dimensional light and shadow image was projected into the void in the center of the hall!
Amidst the light and shadow, there was none other than the remains of a demonic claw, sealed by layers of spiritual arrays yet still radiating overwhelming demonic energy and terrifying pressure!
Despite being an image, the grotesque form, the charred scales, the flowing filthy blood, and the chilling aura of ending and evil contained within still made all the powerful figures present gasp in horror!
Some of those with weaker cultivation turned pale and their souls wavered!
"This is the part of the demonic claw that I severed not long ago when a demonic emperor from an extraterrestrial race, who called himself the 'Eternal Tribulation Thunder Demon Emperor,' tore through space and descended upon the 'Annihilation Star Thunder' forbidden zone in my eastern territory!"
Mo Yu's voice suddenly turned sharp, like a thunderclap.
"Their intentions were sinister, and they sought to exterminate us! Fortunately, thanks to the protection of my ancestors, I fought desperately and managed to repel them, severing this demonic claw and temporarily preserving peace in this region!"
"The Thunder Emperor of Ten Thousand Calamities?!"
"It's actually the patriarch of the Thunder Demon Clan! One of the most infamous among the thirty-two major clans!"
"Heavens! The Demon Emperor has descended in his true form?! And a great battle has broken out?!"
"Lord Thunder Emperor actually managed to repel the Heavenly Demon Emperor and sever his demonic claws?! This...this strength..."
The hall erupted in an uproar, filled with gasps, gasps, and incredulous whispers.
Everyone was deeply shocked and moved by this sudden and bombshell evidence and news.
The gazes of the more than two hundred Heavenly Sovereigns present toward Mo Yu were filled with unprecedented awe and horror.
The fact that he could severely injure a renowned Heavenly Demon Emperor is enough to elevate Mo Yu's prestige in the Eastern Region and even the entire Great Thousand World to a whole new level!
When Feng Yuanzi, Dongfang Changqing, and the others saw the image of the demonic claw's remains, they were struck dumb, their faces turning deathly pale!
Although they were mentally prepared, the sheer amount of irrefutable evidence presented before them, perfectly matching the terrifying aura they had sensed on the Dark Star, still left them almost breathless with its impact.
What terrified them even more was what Mo Yu would say next.
As expected, once the shock subsided, Mo Yu's gaze sharpened again, slowly sweeping across the entire scene before finally settling on Feng Yuanzi and the others, whose faces were deathly pale.
His voice suddenly turned cold, carrying an invisible, suffocating sense of oppression.
"However, there is one thing that I cannot understand, and I would like to ask all of you here today, especially... Clan Chief Feng, Clan Chief Dongfang, Chairman Qian, Sect Master Qingming, and Pavilion Master Xingsuanzi..."
Every time he called out a name, the person whose name was called would involuntarily tremble.
"According to my intelligence, just before the Myriad Tribulations Thunder Demon Emperor tore through space and precisely descended upon the Annihilation Star Thunder Forbidden Zone where I am located... you all happened to be secretly gathering in a hidden place called Dark Star."
Mo Yu's voice was calm and unhurried, yet each word struck like a hammer blow to everyone's heart.
"What's more, during the gathering, you all seemed to... have also launched some unidentified objects towards the Annihilation Star Lightning Forbidden Zone?"
"And shortly after your gathering ended and the items were released... the Heavenly Demon Emperor 'just in time' tore through space and descended!"
Mo Yu leaned forward slightly, his gaze like tangible lightning, fixing on the pale-faced, sweat-drenched allies, and asked, word by word.
"I would like to ask you all, why is this time, this place, this action... such a 'coincidence'?"
"How exactly did that Myriad Tribulations Thunder Demon Emperor manage to pinpoint my location so precisely?"
"What is the purpose of your secret gathering? And what is the use of the items you have released?"
"The arrival of this Heavenly Demon Emperor, who intends to destroy my Eastern Region... what is the connection between this and your actions?!"
The final question, like a thunderclap from the heavens, resounded loudly in the silent hall!
An invisible aura of killing intent, along with the terrifying demonic power emanating from the image of the demonic claw remnant, pressed down on Feng Yuanzi and the others like a mountain!
