The Jade Emperor had fallen at Tathagata's hands. His Dao was destroyed, his soul scattered—dead beyond any doubt. They found it utterly unbelievable and were shocked to the extreme.
For a time, they were frozen in stunned disbelief, unable to come back to their senses.
Only after gradually regaining their clarity did they realize that the Jade Emperor Haotian had been killed—killed by Tathagata. Everything had become a foregone conclusion.
The Buddhas were astonished.
The immortals were shocked!
The Buddhas were astonished that Tathagata had killed the Jade Emperor, while the Host of Immortals was utterly shaken. The Jade Emperor had been their leader, their sovereign.
And now, he had been killed by Tathagata.
What were they supposed to do? Their Nascent Souls were sealed, and they were no match for Tathagata at all.
At this moment, they were like ants. Forget avenging the Jade Emperor—Tathagata could crush them to death with a single hand at any time.
Their situation was exceedingly awkward.
After dealing with Haotian, Tathagata turned a fierce gaze upon the Heavenly Court immortals whose Nascent Souls had been sealed. An immense pressure descended upon them.
Under that pressure, the Host of Immortals lowered their heads. Their bodies felt an inexplicable burden, held down so completely that they could not resist.
They wanted to raise their heads, but the pressure upon them was too immense. They could not lift them at all and could only keep their heads lowered.
Tathagata said in a deep, domineering voice, "I will give you two choices: submit to me, or die!"
The moment the word "die" left his mouth, an icy killing intent spread from Tathagata's body. Cold and chilling, it enveloped the Heavenly Court immortals.
So long as any of them dared utter the word "no," death and destruction