At the dark edge of the Primordial Wilderness starry sky, two black-gold streaks of light tore through layers of void as they sped toward Western Qi in the Eastern Lands.
The Great Dao Origin within Zhunti had just been replenished by the Netherworld Dao Abyss Fruit, and the Saintly Might of a Saint at the peak of the Seventh Heaven surged endlessly around him.
Although he had escaped with his life, he simply could not swallow the humiliation of having his chest pierced by Qin Mu's spear.
"Senior Brother, if we slink off to Western Qi like this, those ancient beings from the previous era will surely look down on us."
The farther Zhunti flew, the more stifled he felt. Unable to bear it any longer, he halted his escape light and complained through gritted teeth to Jieyin beside him.
Jieyin also stopped upon the clouds, his sallow, gaunt face filled with an inescapable gloom.
He turned toward the Western Lands, his gaze piercing through billions of miles of cloud seas before landing on the magnificent golden palace complex at the westernmost edge of the land.
Divine light shot into the heavens there, while nine enormous golden dragons vaguely roared and circled amid the clouds, suppressing the mountains and earth veins of the entire Western Lands.
That was the Western Heavenly Court.
It was the new imperial court established in the Western Lands by Haotian, the former attendant of Zixiao Palace, after he left the Eastern Heavenly Court.
"Junior Brother, do you still remember how the Western Heavenly Court was built?"
Jieyin suddenly broke off, asking in a low, eerie voice.
Zhunti froze slightly, then a piercingly vicious gleam erupted in his eyes.
"How could I forget?!"
Zhunti ground his teeth in hatred, his fists cracking loudly. "Back then, Haotian