Chapter 973: A Special Banquet
As the two headed towards their lodgings...
First, you have to pass through the main hall.
The moment Jiang Yantian and Xue Haifu stepped across the threshold of the Netherworld Palace.
A bloody pressure originating from ancient times surged in like a tide.
It wasn't hostility directed at him, but rather the dignity and arrogance etched into the very marrow of the Asura clan.
It was as if the entire hall was silently proclaiming their pride.
Jiang Yantian looked around.
The majesty of the main hall originates from its very bones and blood.
The dome was carved from a single piece of blood jade.
It is inlaid with the souls of millions of fallen warriors.
Like countless blood-red stars twinkling in the sky.
Every wisp of fighting spirit condensed into a tangible red light, flowing across the dome.
The eight giant pillars supporting the dome were also carved from the spine of the ancestor.
The Asura clan takes pride in loyalty and in dying in battle.
There has never been any rebellion throughout history.
Similarly, most of the clansmen who died in battle were willing to give up everything they had.
This is the best outcome for them.
It is also considered an honor.
The pillar was covered with battle patterns: some depicting battles that split the heavens and earth, others showing furious rage that devoured the sun and moon.
Dark red malevolent energy swirled between the lines, writhing like a living creature.
It felt as if he would wake up any second.
The ground was paved with blood agate tiles, each one imprinted with the palm print of the Asura race.
That is a vow branded with the blood and essence of powerful figures throughout history.
Stepping on it, you can feel a subtle pulse, synchronized with the heartbeat of the Netherworld Blood Sea.
Two rows of powerful warriors, their killing intent soaring to the sky.
On either side of the main hall stood two rows of beings so powerful they could shake the heavens and the earth.
On the left is a Yaksha, with a blue face and fangs, standing three zhang tall, with skin as dark as dead iron, wielding a long spear made of white bones.
The malevolent aura condensed into a black mist that swirled around him, even turning the air black; to his right stood the Rakshasa General, handsome yet exuding a bloodthirsty chill.
He wore black armor sewn from Shura hide, and a wine gourd made from the skull of his enemy hung at his waist.
His eyes were like knives.
Their positions were as neat as if cut by a knife, and their breaths were in unison.
It formed an invisible barrier of killing intent.
Jiang Yantian didn't stop walking for a moment, looking at them as he continued forward.
His black robe swept across the ground, and he exuded a faint aura of religious power.
That was the power formed from the prayers of countless beings, even more ancient than the Asura's murderous aura.
It is even more domineering than the laws of Heaven.
When this oppressive aura touched the souls of the powerful, almost everyone present felt a deep sense of awe.
"Greetings, Demon Emperor! Greetings, Empress!"
It's unclear who knelt down first.
Immediately afterwards, the two rows of powerful figures bent down, their heads pressed tightly against the blood agate floor tiles.
The sound is uniform.
With a deep surrender from the depths of one's soul.
They knew perfectly well that these were the true leaders.
It is an existence that even the Heavenly Dao must fear!
Their empress was the Demon Emperor's wife.
This means that the Undying Demon Emperor is now in charge of the Netherworld Blood Sea!
How could these powerful people possibly be disrespectful or disrespectful!
Xue Hai Fu Ling stood beside Jiang Yan Tian.
Seeing this, a smug smile curled at the corners of her rosy lips.
She took Jiang Yantian's arm, her voice filled with pride: "Husband, my people have all recognized you."
Jiang Yantian looked at the kneeling experts, smiled faintly, and simply nodded, "Get up."
Three simple words, yet they were like an imperial edict.
The powerful figures stood up in response, but still kept their heads down, not daring to look him in the eye.
The soul fire inside the main hall still flickered, and the battle patterns still flowed with murderous aura.
But the oppressive force in the air has softened.
Because of Jiang Yantian's arrival.
For the first time, this ancient Shura Palace welcomed foreigners who could command the willing submission of all powerful beings.
The Blood Palace was powerful, but it restrained itself because of him.
The Asura was arrogant, yet he submitted to him.
Jiang Yantian had little interest in talking to these people.
He wants to eat.
Fruits and pastries should be placed on Blood Sea Water Chestnut.
Savor it little by little, and eat it slowly.
"All of you may leave. No one is to disturb us today. I need to discuss the matter of my breakthrough with my husband!"
Everyone was greatly encouraged.
This is a major event concerning the Netherworld Blood Sea.
With the help of the Undying Demon Emperor, the Empress's breakthrough to the Dao Ancestor realm will be absolutely smooth.
Thus, a Dao Ancestor will appear in the Netherworld Blood Sea.
Among the three thousand Dao Ancestors, even the Heavenly Dao would have to give way to the Netherworld Blood Sea for a place.
"As the Queen commands..."
Everyone bowed and slowly retreated.
They didn't know that the breakthrough she was referring to was a verb.
However, it can be considered a breakthrough, just like before.
Jiang Yantian was quite excited; he was served the best food as soon as he arrived.
I thought Xue Hai Fu Ling would be angry and was deliberately trying to lure me in.
It seems that I am overthinking it.
does not exist at all.
Instead, come straight to the point!
A feast for the senses!
Xue Hai Fu Ling looked at Jiang Yan Tian's secretly wicked smile.
I couldn't help but raise my hand and slap him: "What are you thinking about? Why are you laughing like that?"
Jiang Yantian shook his head: "No, I was just thinking about happy things."
"Should we stay in the main hall, or...?"
Xue Hai Fu Ling's pretty face flushed again: "Pah, who's here? Go...go to my bedchamber!"
"The environment over there is nice, and... the noise won't be heard outside..."
"Why would we call? We're just having a meal, it's a perfectly normal thing," Jiang Yantian said, feigning confusion.
"You...you shut up!" Xue Hai Fu Ling grabbed his hand and led him directly towards the bedroom.
It is absolutely forbidden to do so in the main hall.
strange.
And who knows how long this bastard will keep eating!
After leading Jiang Yantian to the bedroom, a sweet fragrance wafted towards them as they entered.
Jiang Yantian really liked this scent; it was Fu Ling's natural fragrance.
Beautiful!
As soon as Xue Hai Fu Ling stepped into the palace, she turned around and shouted instructions to the maids outside the door.
"Bring out the best Netherworld Fruit, Blood Lotus Cake, and the finest wine aged for millions of years from the palace."
"And...and...prepare a long table made of the softest silk..."
Before she could finish speaking, Jiang Yantian suddenly gently grasped her wrist.
"Hmm?" Xue Hai Fu Ling paused. "What's wrong? Do you want some more?"
Jiang Yantian's fingertips were slightly cool.
He raised an eyebrow, his tone expectant: "There's no need for a long table."
“Your husband always carries a better table with him, in a snow fox fur coat, so fluffy and comfortable.”
Xue Haifu Ling's cheeks flushed red.
He's all prepared, isn't he?
You came here specifically to eat your own food, didn't you?
Little pervert!
She glared at him reproachfully.
However, he changed his words to the maid: "Remove the silk bed and only serve fruit, pastries, and wine!"
"Yes..." The maid bowed and withdrew.
Jiang Yantian went in without any hesitation and lay down on Xue Haifu Ling's bed.
He turned over, greedily inhaling her scent.
So delicious.
Can't help it.
Xue Hai Fu Ling did not disturb him.
Instead, I was thinking about what was about to happen.
That's so much fun! Just thinking about it makes me... hot.
Before long, trays were brought in in a continuous stream.
Plates of Netherworld Fruit were as red as jewels, and Blood Lotus Cakes exuded a faint lotus fragrance.
The millennia-old blood-brewed wine is served in a white jade cup, its liquid shimmering with tiny golden rays.
After the maids brought the items, they immediately left and closed the door.
