The Heavenly Emperor's Strife

As the Divine Court's Crown Prince finished speaking, a towering figure appeared above the vast purple-armored army atop the clouds. Under the sunlight, that figure seemed illusory, like a mirage.

General Zhu!

He stood high above, overlooking heaven and earth, wearing heavy, martial red armor. His face was imposing, his brows like two fireclouds, his long hair coiled beneath his divine crown. Behind his head hovered seven enormous swords spread like a fan, each shining with a different divine light, as if seven forms of divine authority stood at his back.

Before General Zhu, Zhu Xi and the fugitives felt awe rising in their hearts. Some could not withstand the pressure and dropped straight to their knees.

General Zhu held his right hand half raised, toying with two beads in his palm. In his hand, they were like two stars being squeezed together, a shocking sight.

"Your Highness, how dare you slander immortals and gods like this, question the Divine Court? If His Majesty were to learn of this, how heartbroken would he be?"

General Zhu's voice rang out. The moment his words fell, a vertical eye suddenly opened on his forehead, and a terrifying red light burst from it, descending from the sky at incredible speed!

Everything happened too quickly, so quickly the Divine Court's Crown Prince had no time to react.

Boom—

The red light struck the Divine Court's Crown Prince, and the terrifying impact sent the fugitives flying.

Someone tried to flee, but the tunnel the Divine Court's Crown Prince had created had already vanished. Just as the fugitives were about to leap up, an unimaginable pressure pinned them down, even forcing them to kneel on the ground.

A gale howled, shattered stones shot everywhere, and the mountain forest was rolled up. Everything was as if the