The Lingxiao Treasure Hall.
The Heavenly Emperor sat upon his dragon throne, stern and commanding.
Though he was only a Primordial Origin Golden Immortal, the vast aura surging from him and the majesty of a Heavenly Emperor who held the universe in his grasp echoed through the Nine Heavens.
He was no Saint.
Yet the force he radiated pressed down even on every Saint present.
Such imposing majesty made the assembled cultivators knit their brows, their hearts filled with dread and shock.
The Hunyuan Saints looked displeased. They resented that Haotian, an ant beneath the Saints, dared speak rudely to them, threatening them with orders.
But they remembered how Haotian had once dealt with each of them.
So they fell silent and said no more.
After all, they were merely "ordinary" Saints, still far from the Heavenly Dao Saints.
And the Heavenly Dao Saints present had said nothing.
Why should they speak up...?
The Heavenly Dao Saints watched coldly, an inscrutable light flickering in their eyes.
Deep down, they regretted it too.
Who could have imagined that the ant they had once looked down upon—
that useless fool who needed the Dao Ancestor's protection just to find a foothold in the Primordial Wilderness, whom the Dao Ancestor could scheme against at will and leave gravely wounded and near death—would grow strong enough to contend with them today?!
If they could do it over,
they would pay any price to kill Haotian!!
Then this day, when Haotian threatened All Saints, would never have come!!!!
"Since none of you are speaking, I'll take that as agreement."
The Heavenly Emperor's expression remained unchanged. "The Heavenly Court governs all beings in the Primordial Wilderness and oversees its countless Great Thousand and Small Thousand Worlds, its lands and domains. Yet a shortage of personnel has