Two New Universe Masters Attain Dao, and the Human Race Celebrates Together
Virtual Universe, Mount of Gods.
More and more powerful Human Race are gathering here.
Suddenly.
"Boom!!"
The heavens and earth roared, shaking the entire universe.
Luo Feng and thousands of Cosmic Venerable looked up together, only to see the sky and clouds surging, and two giant golden gates slowly opening from the Chaos, radiating golden light.
"Human warriors, gather!"
A magnificent and boundless voice resounded throughout the heavens and earth, penetrating straight to the soul.
Whew~
In an instant, all the Cosmic Venerable on Mount of Gods were enveloped by an invisible great power, and in a flash, they were teleported to the legendary Hall of Gods.
Inside the hall stood a giant, intricately carved round table. Luo Feng could only make out a corner of the table with his eyes strained to see; the rest was shrouded in mist and clouds, making it difficult to discern anything.
The round table was surrounded by a dense array of thrones, stretching as far as the eye could see.
Luo Feng took his seat on one of the ten-meter thrones. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw two powerful characters engraved on the back of the chair in the common language of mankind: Blade River).
He looked up and surveyed the scene inside the hall.
The thrones surrounding the giant table are divided into five tiers, in order of width: two meters, ten meters, fifty meters, two hundred meters, and one thousand meters. The Cosmic Overlord, such as the Heavenly Eclipse Palace Master and the Immortal Venerable, all sat on the two-hundred-meter-wide throne, their auras as deep and unfathomable as abyss.
And at the deepest and highest point of the Divine Temple.
Towering thrones, each a thousand meters wide, stand majestically in the air; they are the supreme seats belonging to the Universe Master.
The Human Race Ruler sat high above, looking down upon all the powerful beings in the hall. They were all super beings from the five forces, and their every move and word could affect the operation of the entire Human Race.
The two thrones at the very center are dark in color, far surpassing the other thrones.
One of the dark thrones is engraved with Giant Axe totem, and seated upon it is a giant man with thick fingers, long, disheveled hair, and a rugged, Savage face; while the other dark throne is empty.
On the other golden thrones were towering figures, while Tang Ping, in the center, was curiously observing the Human Race giants around him. Those sovereigns who met his gaze either nodded and smiled in acknowledgment, or remained expressionless and cold.
The Lord of Wind-Thunder, sitting below him, and the Lord of Peng Gong, sitting above him, both wore serious and extremely aloof expressions.
Tang Ping felt a surge of suppressed laughter, but he forced himself to hold it in.
We can't let our Grandmaster and master down!
"Chaos."
The Founder of the Giant Axe's gaze swept to the golden throne on his left, his laughter rough, "Your favoritism towards Luo Feng has certainly displeased quite a few Cosmic Venerable."
"What a load of rubbish!"
A cold shout suddenly rang out, "Giving them treasures is an act of kindness! Not giving them is perfectly justified! If they want Supreme Treasure, they should go and fight and plunder them in the universe themselves! Hmph, things of Chaos can be given to whomever they want, and no one has the right to interfere!"
"In my opinion, we should kill one to deter a hundred. That guy who's been jumping the highest should be locked up in the Venerable Prison of the Initial Universe to toughen him up!"
Before the words were even finished, a clear voice rang out, "I agree!"
It was Tang Ping.
The Chaos City Lord glanced at him indifferently.
You took the most!
The Lord of Qingdong spoke up at the opportune moment, his tone calm. "This is going too far. We can't just stop the Venerable below from discussing it."
"Gentlemen."
The Chaos City Lord laughed, "Although I dote on this disciple, you all know my ways. It is impossible for me to bestow Soul-type Supreme Treasure upon Luo Feng when he was still World Lord Rank."
"When he was at the World Lord Rank, he possessed three Supreme Treasure, but only the Shiwu Wings were a gift from me. The other two were obtained by my disciple through miraculous encounters and extraordinary luck from opportunities in the universe," the Chaos City Lord said slowly.
All the Universe Master in the hall, including the Giant Axe Supreme, nodded slightly, and their initial doubts vanished.
Everyone knows that the Chaos City Lord is the most just and selfless of the Human Race's rulers, and also the most prestigious. Most super beings who have reached the level of the Universe Master are too lazy to deal with the trivial matters of their race, but the Chaos City Lord has always patiently presided over the affairs of the race, made overall plans, and is deeply respected by all the people of the race.
"The other Venerable are still waiting; let the meeting begin," the Founder of the Giant Axe spoke, his voice resounding throughout the hall. "Chaos, you shall preside over it."
"Hmm." The Chaos City Lord nodded in agreement.
"Everyone!"
Hall of Gods, a gentle yet powerful voice instantly drowned out all whispers, and the hall fell silent enough to hear a pin drop.
Luo Feng immediately recognized the voice as that of his teacher, the Chaos City Lord.
"The Supreme Council of the Human Race shall not convene unless it is a matter of great importance to the race." The voice of the Chaos City Lord resounded throughout the hall, and no one dared to utter a word to disturb him.
"This council is convened to discuss two major matters. First, it is a cause for great joy for our Human Race: two new Universe Master have been born, greatly increasing the strength of our race! One of these two newly appointed rulers is the Lord of Wind-Thunder of the Cosmic Galaxy Bank, and the other is also the Lord of Peace and Joy of the Cosmic Galaxy Bank!"
"Among them, the Lord of Peace and Joy possesses Super Divine Body and will be stationed in the core territory of the Human Race for an extended period, overseeing the resurrection of our race's strongest beings below the level of Cosmic Overlord. Moreover, with the Lord of Peace and Joy's intervention, the corresponding resurrection costs will be significantly reduced! This is a blessing for our Human Race; congratulations to our Human Race!"
The moment the words fell, a deafening roar of congratulations erupted within the hall. Thousands of Cosmic Venerable offered their congratulations in unison, the sound waves shaking the clouds within the hall, "Congratulations to the Lord of Wind-Thunder and Thunder and the Lord of Peace and Joy attaining the Universe Master! With your mastery of the laws and your power dominating the starry sky, our Human Race has gained two more pillars, and the myriad realms of the star field have gained another protective barrier. The prosperity of the Human Race is just around the corner!"
"May the two lords, Wind-Thunder and Anle, successfully attain enlightenment! May they wield the laws of the universe, Reverse Time and Space, and may all the powerful Human Race unite as one, following the two lords to establish their authority in the Primal Universe and deter countless Alien Race!"
"Congratulations to your two lords! With two such leaders presiding over Human Race, our might will surely shake the universe and forever guard the galaxy!"
The Lord of Wind-Thunder sat on his throne, a smile playing on his lips, calmly enjoying the congratulations from thousands of Venerable.
Tang Ping's eyes shone brightly as he swept across the group of Venerable below, seemingly casually, but in reality, his gaze precisely swept over every face.
It's not about who sends blessings, it's mainly about who doesn't send blessings.
Soon, his gaze fixed on a short, green-haired figure in the crowd. The man's face was deathly pale, and his whole body was trembling uncontrollably, even his divine body was shaking slightly.
Tang Ping raised an eyebrow, thinking to himself: Oh, Venerable Boswa, is it? An old acquaintance, I'll remember this debt!
"Now, let's invite the Lord of Peace and Joy to speak," the Chaos City Lord's voice rang out once more.
Tang Ping slowly stood up. The moment he stood up, the Chaos clouds and mist that had enveloped the Supreme Region suddenly dispersed, and the gazes of all the Cosmic Venerable instantly focused on this newly promoted ruler.
On the high platform stood the Lord of Peace and Joy, his body tall and imposing, his black hair flowing down to his shoulders, his face resembling that of a handsome young man, yet he exuded an air of languid nonchalance.
What is most striking is his pair of dark pupils, as deep as the ancient starry sky, and the strange temperament emanating from within him—calm, serene, like an ancient breeze breaking through the veil of time, slowly approaching, or like an echo from the distant future rippling through time, merging with the entire spacetime of the Hall of Gods.
This aura is indescribable, yet it commands respect in the slightest.
Looking at Tang Ping from below the stage, Luo Feng thought to himself that he was indeed handsome, and it was rare to see him so serious. But for some reason, he felt a sense of absurdity at watching his good brother showing off in public, and he struggled to suppress his laughter.
Fortunately, he was already at the immortal level, and his control over his divine body had reached a state of perfection. He simply shut his mouth to prevent himself from laughing out loud, lest this newly appointed Lord of Peace and Joy remember him and find an opportunity to lash out.
Tang Ping, standing on the high platform, looked down at all the Venerable who met his gaze, and they all subconsciously lowered their heads, not daring to meet the eyes of this newly appointed ruler.
But when his gaze fell on Luo Feng and he saw the strange expression on his brother's face as he tried to suppress his laughter, Tang Ping's own suppressed laughter surged up instantly.
Fortunately, at his current level, he no longer needs to hide his laughter; if he wants to laugh, he simply laughs out loud.
Hehe~
A soft laugh, clear and melodious, rang out exceptionally clearly in the silent Hall of Gods.
Although the Human Race Venerable below didn't know why their newly crowned ruler had suddenly burst into laughter, they knew that a ruler's smile had its own deeper meaning, and none dared to ask further. One by one, they quickly followed suit, and a chorus of laughter echoed throughout the hall, "Hehehe~"
Hahaha~
Only Venerable Boswa, who was near Luo Feng, looked worse than if his parents had died. He was ashen-faced and trembling violently, even his teeth were chattering.
He knew that face all too well!
Just now outside the hall, he was vehemently accusing this lord of being a sycophant who relied on crying to become a disciple, and even criticizing the Wind-Thunder faction for its improper conduct.
Boswa felt a chill run through her body, and a wave of despair surged from her feet to the top of her head.
After laughing for a moment, Tang Ping raised his hand and pressed down, instantly silencing the entire Hall of Gods once again to the point where you could hear a pin drop.
He then spoke slowly, his voice calm yet clear enough to reach everyone's ears. "I've always been a low-key person, and I don't like fighting. I'm simple and kind-hearted, and I suppose none of you are familiar with me before, so let me introduce myself first."
"I, the Lord of Peace and Joy, was born on Earth more than 30,000 years ago. Not long after, I married the ninth-generation descendant of Luo Feng, the King of the Knife River. Later, through the introduction of Luo Feng's intelligent life form, Babata, I joined the Dry Witch Secret Realm."
Several years later, he caught the eye of Wind-Thunder Venerable, who was strolling around and is now the Lord of Wind-Thunder, and was taken in as his personal disciple.
"After that, he secluded himself for 20,000 years of arduous cultivation, enduring countless hardships, and finally broke through the shackles, attaining the status of Universe Master. He is currently the First Elder of Earth."
With just a few words, I finished my self-introduction.
The entire Hall of Gods was deathly silent.
The thousands of Cosmic Venerable in the hall, each of whom had weathered countless storms and lived for tens or even hundreds of billions of years, their minds hardened as iron, were now mostly stunned, their faces filled with disbelief.
Twenty thousand years!
From a mere mortal to the Universe Master, it only took him 20,000 years!
This isn't just extraordinary talent, this is downright defying the heavens!
What shocked everyone even more was that this Lord of Peace and Joy and King Luo Feng of the Knife River were actually related by marriage! Upon realizing this, many people immediately turned their attention to Venerable Boswa in the crowd.
Just now outside the hall, they had clearly heard Venerable Boswa vividly slandering the Lord of Peace and Joy for ascending to the throne through flattery and bashing the Wind-Thunder lineage. Now it seems that this was not slander at all, but clearly a death wish!
Everyone secretly thought to themselves: No wonder the Lord of Peace and Joy was able to become a ruler at such a young age. This is not because he is indulging in women, but because he is deliberately trying to confuse the Alien Race races and secretly cultivating his skills!
At this moment, Boswa was already pale, trembling like a leaf, cold sweat rolling down his forehead, soaking his clothes, and even his divine body began to disintegrate uncontrollably.
He felt countless gazes focused on him, some mocking, some sarcastic, and some even gloating. Each gaze was like a sharp knife, piercing his heart and soul.
"Boswa, are you alright?"
Just then, a gentle voice sounded beside him. It was Luo Feng, his face showing just the right amount of concern.
"Ah!!"
Boswa was terrified by the sudden sound, jolting awake from his utter despair. He instinctively reached up to touch his forehead, his palm instantly soaked with cold sweat.
It's all water----
Oh, it was just sweat. He thought he'd wet himself in fear.
Of course, many of the Venerable in the hall were intentionally or unintentionally focused on Venerable Ganyou, after all, he was a notorious gambler among the Human Race, addicted to gambling and with extremely bad luck. And this Lord of Peace and Joy who suddenly appeared out of nowhere came from his Ganwu Secret Realm, and was someone he had personally and enthusiastically sent to Wind-Thunder Venerable back then.
If the Lord of Peace and Joy were to submit to the Venerable Ganyou Tagan, with his extraordinary achievements today, why would he have to worry about not being able to pay off his mountain of cosmic debts? He would probably have already become one of the wealthiest Venerable among Human Race.
Facing the mocking, regretful, or amused gazes around him, Venerable Ganyou You remained calm and composed, sitting serenely on his fifty-meter-wide throne.
As a veteran Cosmic Venerable has been resurrected three times and gone bankrupt three times, he has seen many storms and waves. It's just another loss for him.
What difference does it make to him?
This is the magnanimity of the foremost leader of the Human Race!
Seeing his composure, many of the Venerable in the hall felt a surge of respect. If it were them, they would have been heartbroken to have missed such a prodigy, and they would not have been able to remain so calm.
Only the observant Luo Feng noticed that the Venerable Ganyou's hand resting on the armrest of the throne was clenched tightly at the knuckles. It seemed that this outwardly calm, veteran Venerable was far from being as calm as he appeared.
Indeed, anyone who misses such an opportunity, to rise from a disciple of a secret realm to Universe Master in just 20,000 years, is not only betting on the right thing, but it's an incredible investment with returns multiplied by hundreds of millions of times.
Anyone in that situation would probably hide away and cry a few times.
Haha~