Please, Heavenly Emperor, Give the Human Race of the World an Explanation!

In the blink of an eye, Haotian had quietly made up his mind:

Since his teacher had built the heavenly ladder right to his feet, he could not merely take one step onto it and shrink back.

He would use this Immortal Peach Gathering to raise the Heavenly Court's spine, upright and dignified, for the entire Primordial Wilderness to see!

And through this, he would steadily push forward the great matter his teacher had entrusted to him.

Thinking of the Dragon Race's previous defeat and ruin, he had long since made his calculations.

But for now, the Heavenly Court was the main pillar, the foundation—the lifeline that absolutely could not be lost.

So long as its position as the shared sovereign of the Three Realms remained unshaken, no matter how prosperous the Human Race became, it would be no more than a drop in the Vast Sea—

They could not overturn the heavens, nor could they suppress the Dao.

"Ahem... looks like we happened to arrive just as a fine show was beginning?"

Just as Haotian rose and prepared to speak, ready to deliver words weighty as mountains and deafening as thunder—

Outside Yaochi Sacred Land, Li Tian and his party were already strolling in at leisure. Their robes did not so much as flutter, yet their presence flowed like a clear spring over blue stone, silently permeating the entire venue.

"Hm?"

"Where did these unfamiliar faces come from? How dare they barge straight into Yaochi's forbidden grounds?"

"Where are the guards? How did they let them in?!"

The entire hall erupted in uproar, unable to conceal its astonishment.

According to Heavenly Court law, during the Immortal Peach Gathering, let alone trespassing, merely approaching within ten miles would bring punishment by heavenly lightning.

Yet these people possessed neither a Heavenly