White Crane Boy's Arrogance: Haotian, Why Aren't You Kneeling to Receive the Decree? What Does an Empty Fruit Box Mean?

Primordial Wilderness.

Above the Nine Heavens, Lingxiao Divine Palace.

Two rows of civil and martial immortals stood within the great hall. Upon the dragon throne sat a figure emanating the rotten stench and deathly aura of decay.

Though the Heavenly Emperor sat upright.

Clad in magnificent imperial robes, with auspicious light shining upon him, he appeared sacred and inviolable.

Yet nothing could conceal the grave wounds that were about to claim his life.

"Why are all my ministers so troubled?"

"Hehe, there is no need for such concern. I am the Heavenly Venerable of the Primordial Wilderness, governing the life and death of all living things and ruling over the masses. Heaven's destiny naturally watches over me. These wounds will slowly heal; there is no need to be so despondent!"

A smile appeared on Heavenly Emperor Haotian's face.

He wanted to comfort his ministers.

Who could have expected that, as he spoke, his injuries would suddenly worsen again? Unable to bear it, he spat out another mouthful of black blood.

It stained his imperial robes and the ground before him black.

This sight only deepened the ministers' concern.

They anxiously stepped forward several paces, only for Haotian to rebuke them. "Stop!"

"As long as I remain the Heavenly Emperor for one day, I am the Heavenly Emperor!"

"Has there ever been a Heavenly Emperor supported by his ministers? Even if I am to die, I will endure it alone until the end. There is no need for you to look like this. I am not dead yet!!"

"Stand back!!!"

Though his words sounded stern, he only spoke so in order to ease the worries in the hearts of the immortals.

"Each department and office, report your respective affairs. The court session shall continue."

Haotian suppressed the blood rising into his