Qianyu floated silently in mid-air, looking down at the vast, scorched earth below. She raised her fair, jade-like right hand and gently traced a line in the air with her fingertips.
The laws of space trembled violently, and the starlight, drawn by her, cascaded down like a waterfall.
The earth began to rumble.
The shattered earth's crust was rapidly healed under the kneading of an invisible force, and a massive base made entirely of moon-white spirit jade and star-shaped ore rose from the ground.
Immediately afterwards, countless jade pillars, each hundreds of feet thick, pierced through the clouds and shot straight into the sky.
Qianyu parted her red lips slightly: "Gather."
The primordial spiritual energy of heaven and earth converged wildly, transforming into tangible golden streams of light that intertwined and outlined in mid-air. Under the impetus of the laws, upturned eaves, glazed tiles, and carved corridors took shape out of thin air and were perfectly embedded in the base.
In the blink of an eye, an extremely magnificent palace complex stood atop the heavens and the earth.
In the lower realm of Wuhun City, the Papal Palace was once regarded by countless soul masters as the most sacred and magnificent building. Even Qian Renxue was once awestruck by the majesty of the Papal Palace.
However, if the Papal Palace were moved here, it probably wouldn't even be as good as a corner of a side hall in this Divine Emperor's Palace.
The Divine Emperor's Palace stretches for tens of thousands of miles, with palaces upon palaces, shrouded in clouds and mist. Every brick and tile exudes the aura of the Great Dao, and every gate is engraved with ancient runes belonging to the Jixia Divine Realm.
With a flick of her long sleeves, Qianyu sent a moon-white light sweeping across the main entrance of the hall.
The three ancient seal characters, "Divine Emperor Palace," exuding supreme power, appeared prominently on the plaque. Their golden light shone brilliantly, illuminating the entire central area.
The light screen broadcast this scene throughout the heavens, and all living beings knelt and kowtowed, calling out to their sovereign.
With the palace completed, the spatial barriers were completely secured.
Below, in the plaza, the portals flashed one after another, and one beautiful figure after another stepped into this brand-new sacred place.
Ning Rongrong, holding Xiao Wu's hand, was the first to cross the white jade threshold.
The two girls looked up at the towering main hall of the Divine Emperor Palace, their mouths agape, unable to close for a long time.
Ning Rongrong reached out and touched a jade pillar beside her that radiated a warm luster, then pinched her cheek hard: "Xiao Wu, hit me, am I dreaming?"
Xiao Wu chuckled and playfully flicked Ning Rongrong's nose with her hand.
"It's supposed to hurt, we really won." A look of relief flashed in Xiao Wu's eyes as she looked up at the divine spring not far away, which was bubbling with rich spiritual energy.
Zhu Zhuqing and Hu Liena walked in side by side.
Looking at the ethereal, misty scenery around her, Hu Liena let out a long sigh of relief. Her tense nerves finally relaxed completely.
Before long, all the women moved into the God Emperor's Palace.
The once lifeless and scheming central hub of the divine realm was now filled with the joyful sounds of women. Girls flitted among the pavilions and towers, choosing their favorite sleeping quarters, creating a lively and bustling atmosphere.
Amidst the jubilation, a high-pitched dragon roar suddenly echoed from the sky.
The voice contained no hostility whatsoever; on the contrary, it was full of gentleness and submission.
Everyone looked up.
A vast elemental force forcibly shattered the clouds in the sky, and Gu Yuena transformed into a giant silver dragon, winding her way down from the void.
Her long and graceful dragon body was tens of thousands of feet long, and every silver scale reflected a dazzling luster under the moonlight. The halos of the six elements flashed and shimmered around her, illuminating half the sky with a magnificent array of colors.
Gu Yuena did not land, but hovered in the sea of clouds directly above the Divine Emperor Palace.
The enormous dragon head lowered slightly and respectfully nodded three times towards the main hall where Qianyu was. Then, its massive body disappeared into the clouds, revealing only its faintly visible silver scales and dragon horns, quietly serving as the guardian beast of the Divine Emperor's Palace.
With the Silver Dragon King personally hovering and protecting it, the grandeur of the Divine Emperor Palace has reached its peak throughout history.
at the same time.
Deep within the Divine Emperor's Palace, in a royal garden that Qianyu had just created using the laws of creation.
A hundred flowers bloom, filling the air with their fragrance. A sacred Bodhi tree, as thick as ten people could hug, casts golden rays that illuminate the stone table beneath it, making it appear exceptionally ethereal.
Bibi Dong shed her heavy and imposing papal armor and put on an elegant light purple dress.
She sat quietly at the stone table, holding a white jade teapot in her hands, slowly pouring clear tea into the cup opposite her. The fragrant aroma of the tea carried a soothing power.
Sitting opposite her was Qian Renxue, who had just settled the army.
Qian Renxue also removed the Angelic Holy Sword. Her dazzling golden hair fell smoothly over her shoulders, and her gaze towards Bibi Dong was less sharp than before, filled with complexity and relief.
"Have some tea." Bibi Dong pushed the teacup forward.
Her voice was soft, lacking the imposing aura of the past, and instead exuding a motherly gentleness.
Qian Renxue looked at the tender green tea leaves swirling in the cup, then reached out and picked it up.
The slightly warm temperature traveled through her palm, gradually warming her heart, which had become somewhat cold due to the killing.
Neither of them spoke; they simply sipped their tea in silence.
The wind occasionally blew by in the distance, faintly carrying the screams of Tang San as he was scorched by the blazing sun and whipped by divine lightning outside the gates of the Divine Realm.
Hearing about the culprit's fate, Qian Renxue tightened her grip on the teacup.
"Let bygones be bygones." Bibi Dong put down the teapot, her gaze falling on Qian Renxue's stunningly beautiful face.
Qian Renxue paused slightly in her hand movements.
She raised her head and met Bibi Dong's apologetic and tender gaze. All the past hurts and grudges caused by fate and the gods melted away completely at this moment, like ice meeting the blazing sun.
Qian Renxue's eyes reddened slightly. She put down her teacup and smiled from the bottom of her heart.
"Okay," Qian Renxue replied softly.
The mother and daughter finally reconciled completely in this brand-new Divine Emperor Palace. The atmosphere in the Imperial Garden became warmer than ever before.
At this time.
The main hall at the heart of the Divine Emperor Palace was empty and silent.
Qianyu sat alone on the throne that symbolized the supreme authority of all the heavens.
The throne was carved from a single piece of chaotic star core, with a huge, crystal crescent moon sculpted on the backrest. Qian Yu, dressed in a moon-white long dress, rested her chin on one hand, her posture languid yet exuding an ultimate majesty of complete control.
The cheers of the army outside the palace, the frolicking of the women in the harem, Gu Yuena's dragon breath, and the relief of Qian Renxue and her daughter were all clearly perceived by her.
She didn't disturb this rare peace, but instead focused her attention on what was in front of her.
A translucent light blue panel, visible only to her, was quietly suspended in mid-air.
The system's crisp notification sound rang out in Qianyu's mind right on time.
"bite."
"Congratulations, host, for completely conquering the Douluo God Realm, destroying the old god system, and establishing the Jixia God Domain."
The text on the panel jumped rapidly, emitting a dazzling golden light.
"Task completed. Ultimate reward: Interdimensional Travel Card."
As the notification sound faded, a golden card with a starry vortex pattern emerged from the panel and slowly floated into Qianyu's fair palm.
The card was neither gold nor jade; the moment one touched it, one could feel an extremely terrifying spatial dimensional power contained within. This power far exceeded the upper limit of the laws of the Douluo God Realm.
Qianyu played with the Multiverse Travel Card in her hand.
The golden light shone on her stunning face, adding a touch of interest to her deep, night-sky-like eyes.
"It's a pretty good thing." Qianyu gently flipped the card with her fingertips.
She raised her head, her gaze seemingly piercing through the dome of the God Emperor's Palace, looking towards the more distant and boundless starry sea.
Outside the realm of gods, Tang San's screams had become the most insignificant background noise. The old rules and regulations of this world, those hypocritical schemes and tales of destiny, had been utterly crushed by her.
Qianyu chuckled and gathered the Multiverse Travel Card in her palm.
I've now completely cleared the Douluo Continent map.
Night had fallen.
The newly established Jixia Divine Realm welcomed its first night since its founding.
The area surrounding the Divine Emperor's Palace was heavily guarded.
A massive army of millions has taken over every pass and passage.
The white jade staircase extends downwards.
At the top of the gate to the divine realm, a bloody, mangled mess of flesh hung.
That was Tang San.
The cold wind, mixed with the dampness unique to the night, kept seeping into Tang San's broken body.
Whenever the wind blows, the divine punishment formation on the gate will be automatically triggered.
Several bolts of lightning struck Tang San along the iron chains.
The piercing screams echoed far and wide in the empty night sky.
However, in the most central area of the Divine Emperor Palace, there was a scene of extravagance that was completely different from the outside.
The doors to the hot spring bathhouse were tightly closed.
Two rows of maids stood outside the door, holding their breath.
The rules of the Papal Palace are completely inapplicable here; the Divine Emperor Palace has its own strict system.
Inside the bathroom, thick white steam rose from the jade-paved floor.
This is not ordinary water vapor, but spiritual mist produced by the liquefaction of pure primordial spiritual energy.
A huge bathtub with an area of over a thousand square meters sits in the very center.
The source of the pool is connected to the purest spiritual veins of all the heavens and myriad realms.
The water surface has a warm, milky white color.
Large swaths of exotic flower petals, picked from the Imperial Garden, ripple gently on the water's surface.
Qianyu walked barefoot on the warm jade floor.
She had casually taken off her moon-white dress and hung it on the jade screen next to her.
She walked down the steps one by one and immersed herself in the sacred spring.
The warm spring water instantly enveloped her body.
The water temperature was just right, seeping into every part of the body through the pores of the skin.
The slight fatigue accumulated from slaying several gods and reshaping the rules of the entire divine realm during the day slowly dissipated as he soaked in the spring water.
Chiyu leaned her back against the flawlessly polished edge of the bathtub.
She rested her arms on the edge of the pool, closed her eyes, and quietly enjoyed this moment of peace.
A very faint sound of footsteps came from behind.
Without turning around, Qianyu knew who had come.
Two graceful figures emerged from behind the screen.
Poseidon is on the left.
She was not wearing her usual solemn red high priest robe tonight.
Instead, a sheer, light blue gauze garment, as thin as a cicada's wing, was worn.
The light gauze, moistened by the moisture, clung tightly to her mature and voluptuous curves.
Her long, sea-blue hair was styled into a high bun with a jade hairpin, revealing her fair and slender swan neck.
Poseidon's temperament remained as gentle and graceful as ever.
On the right is Ah Yin.
A-Yin changed into a fiery red silk yukata.
The neckline of the yukata was very low, and the waist was tied casually with only a red rope.
As she moved, her two long, straight, white legs appeared and disappeared intermittently.
Ah Yin exudes a unique passion and charm that comes with maturity.
The two women exchanged a glance.
The moment their eyes met, a palpable tension, a subtle rivalry, filled the air.
Poseidon was the first to look away and strode into the bath.
Not to be outdone, Ah Yin followed suit and entered the water.
The warm spring water quickly soaked their clothes.
The two approached Qianyu from the left and right.
Poseidon stood on the left, stretching out her hands to gently stir the water beneath the surface, combing Chiyu's loose long hair.
A-Yin then positioned herself directly behind and to the right of Chiyu.
"My lord, you must be exhausted today."
Ah Yin's voice was extremely soft and gentle.
She raised her soft, fair hands and placed them precisely on Qianyu's shoulders.
Qianyu kept her eyes closed and did not answer.
Ah Yin applied slight pressure with her ten fingers.
Her technique was very professional; her fingertips followed the muscle lines on both sides of Qianyu's neck, kneading them with just the right amount of pressure.
The plant-based healing abilities of the Blue Silver Emperor were cleverly incorporated into Ah Yin's fingertips.
Each press brings a cool, wood-attribute spiritual energy into Qianyu's acupoints, neutralizing the heat from the hot spring.
"My lord, is this force still too strong?"
Ah Yin leaned down, her red lips almost touching Qian Yu's earlobe.
Qianyu didn't lift her eyelids, but let out a soft response.
"just."
Ah Yin's face became even more alluring after receiving the praise.
Her fingers slid down her shoulder towards her collarbone.
While massaging her, Ah Yin tried to find a topic to talk about.
"The wind is so strong outside, and it's so cold at night."
Ah Yin suddenly brought up the situation outside.
She glanced at the direction of the window; the gate to the divine realm was located in that direction.
"The mistress was left outside exposed to the wind and sun."
When Tang San's name was mentioned, there was not a trace of pity or heartache in Ah Yin's tone.
On the contrary, her words revealed an undisguised contempt.
A-Yin's hands didn't stop moving; she continued to massage Qian-Yu's shoulder blades.
"Thank you, sir, for sparing his dog's life."
Ah Yin said shyly.
A slight blush rose to her cheeks, and she pressed her body even closer to Qianyu.
Through the thin clothing, A-Yin's soft breasts rubbed against Qian-Yu's arm, trying her best to show her flattery and obedience.
In Ah Yin's opinion, Tang San lost miserably.
Even his divine position was abolished, and he became a useless person.
If she, as a mother, dares to still care about some ridiculous family ties at this time, her fate will be a hundred times worse than Tang San's.
Qianyu is not only terrifyingly strong, but also ruthless and merciless in her methods.
Ah Yin is a smart woman.
She knew that her only way to survive was to become Qianyu's plaything and a docile dog.
As long as Qianyu is pleased, she can still enjoy unparalleled wealth and glory in this Divine Emperor Palace.
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