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As Haotian and Yaochi successfully consolidated their divine ranks, the transformation began.

Throughout the Heavenly Court, immortal radiance blazed and auspicious colors burst forth.

Endless auspicious clouds drifted across the Nine Heavens.

Immortal cranes danced through the air, graceful and lively!

Even the stalks of spiritual grass and immortal flowers shone with an indescribable, wondrous light.

Clearly, with Hongjun "sparing no effort" to bolster it, the newly established Heavenly Court had already surged into glorious prosperity.

At a glance, it possessed something of the splendor and majesty of the Demon Court at its former zenith.

"To think that Di Jun and Tai Yi and the others perished all those years ago."

"And now, Haotian and Yaochi have taken their place as masters of this immortal treasure land."

"Beyond the Thirty-Three Heavens was always one of the finest grotto-heaven blessed lands in existence. Now that a Sage's powers have blessed it, such grandeur and prosperity are only natural."

"The tide of the Heavenly Mandate truly is merciless!"

Those present were deeply moved, their expressions complicated.

After all, many of the mighty experts present had personally witnessed the Demon Court's unmatched ferocity and its domination of Heaven and Earth.

They had also witnessed its destruction firsthand.

Now, this grotto-heaven blessed land had changed masters.

Yet Di Jun and Tai Yi and the others had long since vanished into the river of time.

Such was the cruelty of the tide of the Heavenly Mandate.

The Heavenly Dao was without compassion, treating all things as straw dogs. This was precisely what that meant!

But today's proceedings were not yet over.

Looking at Haotian and Yaochi, their divine ranks hanging high above them and fortune gathered around them, Hongjun's gloomy expression finally softened a little.

"Why have you not yet paid your respects to the