A heavy silence fell, and no one spoke further.
The summit meeting concerning the future fate of the Heavenly Kingdom thus concluded.
However, it was evident that the leaders of the various top-tier forces left with considerable dissatisfaction, casting resentful glances at the experts of the Heavenly Gate. They believed this was a suicidal act that would indirectly doom the entire Heavenly Kingdom.
Seeing their displeased and hateful gazes, the Sixth Ancestor of the Heavenly Gate merely sneered, paying them no heed.
At this moment, the other ancestors of the Heavenly Gate, the ancestor of the Wanhua Sect, several ancestors of the Seven Color Sect, the Academy Master of the Huamo Academy, and others all frowned as they looked at the Sixth Ancestor, seemingly puzzled by his sudden actions.
The Sixth Ancestor gave a bitter smile. "The Heavenly Kingdom never truly belonged to us; it belongs to Qian Yue. He merely entrusted it to our management out of trust. How could we betray that trust and hand over the Heavenly Kingdom?"
Hearing this, all the leaders fell silent, feeling a pang of guilt.
To truly hand it over would indeed betray Qian Yue's heartfelt trust.
But they would also face a far more terrifying situation—making an enemy of a Myriad Realms overlord-level ancient great power. That feeling was truly dreadful.
"Although the Void Divine King is powerful, our Heavenly Kingdom is no pushover either. Moreover, Qian Yue once fought alongside several Myriad Realms overlords in the past. Perhaps we could try contacting them to see if we can obtain their aid," suggested an ancestor of the Seven Color Sect.
"That's likely impossible. With their capabilities, how could they not know the Heavenly Kingdom is being coerced by the Void Divine King? Their turning a blind eye is already the best attitude we can expect. We shouldn't harbor too many delusions," an ancestor sighed softly.
Despite these words, someone still took action.
...
In the boundless realm of Spatial Turbulence, a resplendent Chaos Great Path stretched across, traversing countless miles, finally appearing before a massive world.
Ahead, the enormous world resembled the sun in the night sky, utterly conspicuous. In terms of grandeur, it surpassed other dimensional worlds by an immeasurable degree.
On the surface of the world, lightning flickered, with thunderbolts as thick as mountain ranges—these were the protective boundary lightning.
Even a Saint would be instantly reduced to ashes upon contact.
This world was precisely the main world of the Heavenly Kingdom—the Little Divine Realm!
It was also the place where Ye Chen's past life, the Goddess, Yi Wu, Chen'er, Yu Qing, and others had risen to prominence—the origin of everything.
Even from hundreds of thousands of miles away, one could still sense the unparalleled majesty of the Little Divine Realm.
A vast, boundless aura gently rippled forth, inspiring awe even in a Quasi-Sovereign.
It seemed unexpected that such a peerless great world could still exist within the All Heavens.
Gazing at the Little Divine Realm, as immense as a Sovereign's great world, Ye Chen felt a sense of familiarity, a feeling of bloodline fusion.
As if sensing Ye Chen's presence, the eternally unmoving Little Divine Realm began to tremble slightly, causing the entire expanse of boundless Spatial Turbulence to quake. The endless spatial currents receded, transforming the area into an absolute vacuum.
Within the Little Divine Realm, its inhabitants were unaware of the cause, but they knew something astonishing had happened. On this day, endless wind and rain swept across the land, an extremely bizarre phenomenon.
Many across the world believed deities were about to descend with great punishment, and they kowtowed in repentance, begging for heavenly mercy.
At Du Peak of the Heavenly Gate, the six ancestors' expressions shifted slightly.
In the Seven Color Sect, the various ancestors looked up at the sky.
In the Wanhua Sect, a peerless genius's eyes flickered uncertainly.
Fortunately, all these changes soon vanished.
"Let's go in."
Ye Chen glanced at the mysterious great world beside the Little Divine Realm, which was no less grand—the Emperor's great world of the Angel Race. After a moment of contemplation, he smiled slightly and led the group into the Little Divine Realm. The protective boundary lightning automatically parted, not harming them in the slightest...
The moment they entered, Ye Chen sensed the submission of the Little Divine Realm's origin. A joyful, eager emotion transmitted toward him—the delight of the Little Divine Realm's true master.
"You've suffered, being masterless for nearly a millennium," Ye Chen chuckled, comforting the Little Divine Realm's origin. However, he did not immediately take full control of the entire realm. Compared to that, returning to the Heavenly Gate was more important.
Nearly a thousand years had passed. He wondered how the Heavenly Gate fared now.
However, he had entrusted the control of the Little Divine Realm and the entire Heavenly Kingdom to familiar forces like the Heavenly Gate back then. Presumably, after a millennium, things couldn't be too bad.
His divine sense surged forth instantly, covering the entire Little Divine Realm in a flash, comprehending all its details.
A hint of joy appeared on his face. After a millennium, the Heavenly Gate had grown so powerful! Although it couldn't compare to the Heavenly Gate of the myriad realms, it could still be ranked among the foremost top forces within the Little Divine Realm, second only to the Heavenly Kingdom he had founded in his past life.
As for the Heavenly Kingdom, he could still sense it—the Sky City hovered at the highest point of the Little Divine Realm.
"Let's go, to the Heavenly Gate."
This time, they did not make a grand entrance. Instead, Ye Chen tore through the void, arriving instantly before the Heavenly Gate. Gazing at the mountain gate, he felt a wave of nostalgia.
With their capabilities, they entered the Heavenly Gate silently and undetected. Sensing the familiar auras of old friends on Du Peak, Ye Chen felt overjoyed.
He could perceive that the Heavenly Gate remained prosperous, far surpassing its state from countless years ago.
Through his senses, he noted that several ancestors had advanced to the Heavenly King realm.
To reach this level in the lower realm in less than a millennium spoke volumes, especially since it couldn't be compared to the myriad realms.
"Ancestors!"
Ye Chen directly sent a mental transmission. In the main hall of the Heavenly Gate, the old ancestors were first startled, then their expressions changed, finally erupting into great delight.
This sudden voice was so familiar. Even after nearly a millennium, it remained etched deep in their souls, impossible to forget.
The Sixth Ancestor looked toward the outside of the hall and grinned. "Kid, since you're back, why aren't you showing yourself?"
"Hahaha—"
A clear, bright laugh echoed as a group of figures materialized out of thin air in the void, numbering several dozen.
At their forefront stood an exceptionally handsome young man. At first glance, he was stunningly beautiful; the longer one looked, the more astonishing he became—seemingly flawless and perfect.
He appeared to be the most perfect being between heaven and earth, with none who could compare.
Yet, there was still a faint trace of familiarity in his features.
Especially when they saw the faint crescent moon mark between his eyebrows, the six ancestors of the Heavenly Gate felt their minds clear, realizing who had arrived.
Their gazes swept over the increasingly beautiful, world-toppling yet familiar women behind the perfect man, further confirming their inner certainty.
It was him. He had finally returned!
"Your disciple Qian Yue pays respects to the various ancestors. I trust you have been well since we last met."
Ye Chen laughed heartily, addressing himself by his past life's name. He stepped forward to greet the Heavenly Gate ancestors, performing a grand bow.
Given his current prestige, few in the world could withstand a bow from him, but the Heavenly Gate ancestors before him absolutely deserved it.
If not for them, whether his past life as Qian Yue could have survived would have been a question.
Behind him, the Goddess, Chen'er, Yu Qing, and others were also deeply moved, for they too originated from the Heavenly Gate and held deep affection for it.
Even a wild man like Wang Ming felt his eyes grow sore, a layer of mist forming, nearly bringing him to tears.
"Yiyiyaya—"
Yi Yi flew out, and the little golden divine dragon also stepped forward, equally excited.
Ya Ya held the graceful Chen Xi with her left hand and the adorable little Junlin with her right, tears mingling with her smile.
We have returned!