Human Race Pressing In?

For a moment, he was struck speechless. His chest felt tight, his breathing catching—

The Human Race?

They actually dared raise an army and batter at Heaven's gate?!

This was no longer rebellion. This was flipping the table! Flipping the heavens of the entire Three Realms!

His chest heaved violently, his face dark as ink.

His right hand shot up, its five fingers curling in empty space—

"Urgh!"

The heavenly general was lifted bodily off the ground, suspended in midair as every bone in him crackled!

"Bang!"

A muffled blast rang out. Blood mist exploded, scarlet spraying everywhere!

Yet before the bloody mist could disperse, the power in Haotian's palm spun, drawing it in like a vast net closing—

The crimson haze filling the sky was forcibly gathered, compressed, ground down...

In the blink of an eye, it shrank from a dense cloud several yards across to a speck the size of a bean, then faded into a wisp of smoke, until not a trace remained.

The golden-brick floor was immaculate, without a speck of dust.

"Hoo..."

Haotian slowly exhaled a foul breath. The savagery between his brows eased slightly, but his gaze grew ever sharper, like a blade.

Since the Human Race had drawn their sword, the Heavenly Court would no longer keep its edge sheathed.

"Convey My Imperial Edict—

Summon the Four Imperial Lords to the hall at once for deliberation!

Order Great White Golden Star to patrol the heavens with the imperial tally and urgently summon the celestial star gods back to their posts to await orders!

Seal the four Heaven Gates. Let the Seven Lords of the Northern Dipper guard the north, and the Twenty-Eight Mansions divide to guard the four directions. Any who force their way through—kill without mercy!

Any who enter or leave in