On the dais, Haotian and the Queen Mother repeatedly raised their cups to the guests in the hall, clearly delighted by the success of the first Flat Peach Banquet.
After today, everyone—from Quasi-Saint powerhouses such as Zhenyuanzi and Minghe to the Saints' direct disciples such as Xuandu, and even the Dragon, Phoenix, and Qilin Clans—would owe the Heavenly Court a karmic debt.
Watching the smug expressions on Haotian's and the Queen Mother's faces, Yellow Dragon suddenly had a thought. This is just the sort of occasion where someone should come make trouble.
Then he shook his head, speechless at his own imagination.
The Hall of High Heaven housed the most powerful beings in the Primordial World apart from the Saints.
Only someone whose mind had been clouded by karmic hindrances, someone courting death, would come cause trouble in the Heavenly Court.
The banquet was in full swing, and the hall buzzed with merriment.
The Hundred Flowers Fairy's dance had reached its climax. Her graceful figure swept through the air, colorful robes fluttering like a dancing butterfly. The ribbons in her hands swirled overhead, turning into rainbows that bathed the entire hall in a kaleidoscope of colors.
Everyone was immersed in the festive atmosphere. Some clapped in time and cheered, some drank freely, some conversed in low voices, and others closed their eyes to savor the performance.
Suddenly!
Boom!
A tremendous crash came from afar, like heaven and earth collapsing, like the void shattering, like ten thousand thunderclaps erupting at once.
The entire Hall of High Heaven trembled slightly. Wine cups shook on the jade tables, and several pots of immortal wine toppled over. Wine spilled across the tabletops and dripped onto the floor, its fragrance spreading everywhere!
The guests froze, their laughter and conversation abruptly ceasing.
Everyone turned toward the