Both sides turned to look.
Haotian and Yaochi arrived on a cloud, a boy and a girl as delicate as carved jade.
They landed between the two sides and bowed to each in turn.
Di Jun nodded slightly and asked, "What brings you two here, fellow Daoists?"
Haotian and Yaochi were the Dao Ancestor's attendants, after all, and represented the Purple Heaven Palace. Addressing them as fellow Daoists showed them due respect.
Yaochi was about to explain their purpose, but Haotian stopped her.
His face went from green to white. After steeling himself for a long while, he took a deep breath, stepped forward, puffed out his chest, and pointed at Di Jun and Hong Yun. Then he suddenly declared,
"At the summit of the Dao, where I, Haotian, stand, there is heaven!"
"The Dao Ancestor commands you to cease fighting! I, Haotian, hold the Imperial Edict today and laugh proudly before all living beings. Why have you not received it yet? Ha... ha!"
When he finished, he threw in two loud laughs for good measure.
The world fell deathly silent. Only the sound of the wind could be heard.
The Heavenly Court's Great Luo cultivators and Demon Saints exchanged looks. At last, to spare the Dao Ancestor's attendant too much embarrassment, someone braced himself and called out in praise.
"Such magnificent spirit in your words, fellow Daoist Haotian! Well said!"
"Yes, yes! Very well said!"
"Especially that opening line—'At the summit of the Dao, where I, Haotian, stand, there is heaven.' It... pfft... it spoke straight to my heart... pfft!"
"It was just a bit sudden." Bai Ze waved his feather fan and looked at Kunpeng beside him, struggling to keep a straight face. "It caught us all off guard!"
Kunpeng forced his facial muscles to move