The Protagonist Versus the Protagonist

Xie Yuechan nodded slightly; she had confidence in her son.

"Remember your identity. You are my son, Xie Yuechan's son, the future ruler of the Immortal Dynasty. This journey is not only to seize fortuitous opportunity, but also to let all living beings in the Lower Realm know what it means to be destined by Heaven, and what it means to Born to Respond to Calamity!"

She paused slightly, a meaningful smile flashing in her eyes, "If I encounter any women I find pleasing in the mortal Lower Realm, it wouldn't hurt to bring a few back. My Xiao family bloodline should naturally continue to flourish."

Xiao Duantian's lips curled into an arrogant smile, exuding an aura of nobility and confidence stemming from his bloodline and background.

"Mother is right. But how could an ordinary woman be worthy of the bloodline of the Xiao family? If we do find one who catches our eye, it would be her good fortune to bring her back as a maid."

His gaze drifted Lower Realm, his tone disdainful:

"I will go to the Lower Realm to Qi Yun both fortune and prestige. When I return, I will make sure all beings Lower Realm remember me—that seeing the Xiao family is like seeing the might of Heaven!"

"Good boy." Xie Yuechan's eyes flashed with a hint of relief as she gently straightened his clothes. "Go. Your mother will await your triumphant return, carrying unparalleled Qi Yun."

Surrounded by several servants, the boy's figure gradually disappeared, embarking on his journey to the Xuanhuang World.

Xie Yuechan's gaze pierced through the endless void, her expression resolute.

Her son, bearing the supreme Qi Yun of the divine dynasty, will descend upon Xuanhuang with thunderous force to seize that eternal fortuitous opportunity.

In this Great Era, for the Divine Dynasty and for the Xiao family, seize that crucial first-mover advantage!

The Lower Realm, the Xuanhuang World, the Biluo Holy Land.

Today, the bells rang nine times throughout the Holy Land, bringing countless auspicious omens.

All the elders and disciples, regardless of their status or cultivation level, stood solemnly in their finest attire, lined up neatly in the huge welcoming plaza, craning their necks in anticipation, not daring to even breathe loudly.

In the sky, the Cloud Sea churned, and the rosy clouds descended from the heavens. The vast power of the heavens permeated the air, causing all living beings to tremble from the depths of their souls.

"Great Power of Upper Realm is about to descend; I wonder what kind of splendor he will bring?"

"I've heard that he comes from the legendary 'Upper Thousand Provinces,' an unparalleled being who rules over all the heavens!"

"If we could gain his favor, even just a little guidance would be enough to benefit us for a lifetime!"

The disciples whispered among themselves, their eyes filled with awe, curiosity, and longing.

The Holy Lord the Azure Heavens stood personally at the very front of the procession, his expression a mixture of respect and barely concealed excitement.

Beside him stood Tao Ziyan, the contemporary saintess of the Holy Land.

She wore a White Veil, her face was exquisitely beautiful, and her temperament was as aloof as a fairy in the moon palace. At this moment, however, her eyelids were slightly lowered, and her long eyelashes trembled slightly, as if she were thinking about something.

Just then--

"Boom!"

The sky seemed to be torn apart by an Invisible Giant Hands.

A Great Dao, more dazzling than the sun, pierced through layers of void and descended directly above the plaza!

Endless divine radiance showered down, the sound of the Dao resounded, and golden lotuses manifested from the Principle scattered across the sky.

Amidst the golden light, a figure slowly stepped out.

The first thing that catches the eye is a pair of Mystic Cloud Boots, which seem to step on the heart of everyone as they walk on the Great Dao.

Then came his tall and slender figure, a Black Brocade Robe outlining his perfect silhouette, the dark gold cloud patterns embroidered on the hem of the robe seeming to contain the mysteries of the celestial galaxy.

When everyone saw his face clearly, the entire square fell into a Deathly Stillness, followed by an uncontrollable gasp.

What kind of face was that?

His beauty was beyond imagination, as if he had gathered all the beauty and splendor of heaven and earth.

His eyebrows slanted upwards towards his temples, his nose was high and straight, and his lips were thin and perfectly shaped.

What is most unsettling is the supremely noble and superior aura he exudes, as if he was born to look down upon the heavens and control the cycle of reincarnation.

The men were all filled with shame and gasped in astonishment; the women, on the other hand, were instantly captivated, their beautiful eyes sparkling with wonder, their hearts racing, as if they were seeing Deity that could only appear in their dreams.

Xiao Duantian's gaze swept indifferently over the crowd below, who looked like ants. He was already used to such scenes.

Standing beside him, an old servant, also from the Upper Realm and possessing a profound aura, stepped forward. His voice, though not loud, resounded like thunder in everyone's Divine Soul:

"Kneel down now!"

"This is Crown Prince Xiao Duantian, the Xuanqiong Divine Dynasty His Highness in the Upper Realm!"

The supreme authority contained in the voice made everyone's soul tremble, leaving them with no thought of resistance.

"Thump--!"

Like a tidal wave, from the Holy Lord of the Azure Heaven to the outermost servants and disciples, everyone knelt down in unison, their heads bowed low, not daring to look directly at that godlike figure.

"Welcome to His Divine Dynasty Crown Prince His Highness!"

The roar of worship, like a mountain collapsing and a tsunami crashing, echoed through the heavens.

The Holy Lord the Azure Heaven touched the ground with his forehead, his voice filled with excitement and fear. "I was unaware of His Highness 'Crown Prince arrival and failed to greet His Highness's forgiveness!" He secretly gestured to Tao Ziyan beside him with his eyes.

Tao Ziyan sighed inwardly, a sense of helplessness and bitterness welling up in her heart.

She knew that in the face of such a supreme being, her so-called status as a saintess was no different from that of an ordinary maid.

The young woman rose gracefully, suppressing the turmoil in her heart, and stepped forward with elegant steps, her voice clear and melodious:

"Tao Ziyan, the Holy Maiden of the Biluo Holy Land, has come to serve Your His Highness on the orders of the Holy Lord. Ziyan will obey any request Your His Highness may have."

She walked up to Xiao Duantian, slightly curtsied, lowered her head and lowered her eyes, adopting an extremely humble posture.

Xiao Duantian's gaze first fell on the Holy Lord, and he scoffed lightly. "To call yourself Holy Land without a sage in charge? A mere ant from the Lower Realm is quite good at imitating others."

Upon hearing this, the Holy Lord chuckled awkwardly and nodded, not daring to reply.

After saying that.

Xiao Duantian's gaze fell on Tao Ziyan. This woman was indeed quite beautiful, with a cool and aloof temperament, which was rare even in the Lower Realm.

He casually reached out and lifted Tao Ziyan's smooth, fair chin with his fingertips, forcing her to look up and carefully examine her face.

"She does have some looks; she could serve as my personal maid Crown Prince a few days."

A personal maid, or perhaps only for a few days.

The meaning is self-evident.

Tao Ziyan's body stiffened, a hint of humiliation flashing in her beautiful eyes, but she dared not struggle and could only let the other party scrutinize her.

Xiao Duantian's fingers slid down her delicate cheek, gently caressing it, the movement flirtatious yet undeniably possessive.

Silence reigned all around; no one dared to utter a sound.

"Your His Highness..." Tao Ziyan's voice trembled slightly, carrying a hint of pleading.

At that very moment--

"Stop!"

A shout filled with anger and resentment suddenly rang out from among the disciples!

A figure suddenly rushed out, blocking Tao Ziyan's path, glaring angrily at Xiao Duantian.

This was a handsome young man with resolute eyes—none other than the good-for-nothing Jiang Yan!

He was of low talent, born into humble circumstances, and ridiculed by others.

After joining the sect, he received help from Tao Ziyan many times, and this kindness compelled him to step forward.

"Release Senior Sister Ziyan!" Jiang Yan clenched his fists, his Spiritual Power surging within him. Despite trembling under Xiao Duantian's immense pressure, he stubbornly straightened his spine. "So what if he's the Crown Prince of Upper Realm? How dare you humiliate him like this!"

At that moment, the entire stadium Deathly Stillness!

Everyone looked at Jiang Yan as if he were a dead man.

The Holy Lord of the Azure Heaven was so terrified that his soul almost left his body, and his face turned deathly pale.

"How dare you, a mere ant, speak so rudely?"

Xiao Duantian didn't even look at him directly, only casually flicking his sleeve.

Although it was sealed for ten thousand years, it was not truly asleep during this time, but rather its body was nourished by special people using heavenly materials and earthly treasures.

His cultivation had already reached the Eighth Realm — the Spirit Domain Realm.

If I hadn't been thinking about making the trip to the Heavenly Gate, I could have broken through to the Ninth Realm by today.

Although not high, it's perfectly adequate for the Lower Realm.

"Bang!"

An invisible, immense force slammed into Jiang Yan's chest from afar, sending him flying backward like a kite with a broken string. He crashed heavily onto the bluestone ground dozens of feet away, the blood spurting from his mouth staining the ground a glaring red in front of him.

"Cough... cough..." Jiang Yan felt as if his internal organs had shifted, and countless bones in his body were broken. The intense pain almost overwhelmed his senses.

He knew he was trying to stop a chariot with his bare hands, but there was still a glimmer of hope in this desperate situation!

"Mysterious Thunder Divine Ability!"

Jiang Yan roared, enduring the excruciating pain, and unleashed his greatest trump card.

This is Secret Method bestowed upon him by an ancient being within a Secret Treasure inside his body. Once activated, it can greatly enhance his physical body, allowing him to overcome all other techniques with sheer force!

"Crack--!"

In an instant, the world went dark.

Jiang Yan's veins bulged like lightning snakes, and purple lightning patterns roamed wildly beneath his skin.

With each lightning bolt that lit up, his muscles swelled a little more, and the Lightning Light emanating from his body scorched the air.

Just as Jiang Yan was preparing for a desperate battle, he suddenly sensed something amiss—

He noticed that while the gazes of those around him were still filled with shock, it seemed... not entirely focused on him?

Their gaze was mostly directed beyond themselves, towards... what behind them?

What happened?

Jiang Yan subconsciously followed everyone's gaze and slowly turned his head.

Behind him, silently, stood a strikingly handsome young man and... a blind girl?