Just as everyone on the Douluo Continent was in shock, the group of cultivators who had suddenly appeared first glanced at Ye Fan and his group of "old, weak, sick, and disabled" with suspicion and uncertainty.
But when their gaze fell upon the smiling girl in the purple dress at the front, everyone was suddenly stunned.
Then, a scene that left Ye Fan, Pang Bo, and all their classmates, as well as all the viewers of the Douluo Continent, dumbfounded, occurred.
The twenty or thirty powerful "immortals," capable of flying and escaping, were stunned for a moment before bowing respectfully in mid-air to Ji Ziyue.
"Greetings, Miss Ziyue!"
The voices were unified, filled with heartfelt reverence.
Ye Fan and the others were completely petrified.
Although they had guessed that Lin Hao and Ji Ziyue were extraordinary individuals, the fact that so many "immortals" bowed to them with such respect was still far beyond their expectations.
Ji Ziyue seemed to be used to it, and simply waved her hand casually. "Yes, no need for formalities."
She pointed to Ye Fan and the others behind her, who all looked bewildered, "These people came from the Desolate Ancient Forbidden Land. You can divide them up."
I have to go now.
After saying that, she actually ignored everyone and her figure flickered, turning into a faint purple stream of light, and flew back towards the direction of the Desolate Ancient Forbidden Land, leaving Ye Fan and his group and the group of cultivators who looked at each other in bewilderment.
The group of cultivators looked in the direction where Ji Ziyue had disappeared, then at Ye Fan and the others, their faces displaying a complex mix of emotions: ecstasy, shock, envy, and curiosity.
"Survived... survived from the Desolate Ancient Forbidden Land?"
An elderly man dressed in a Daoist robe, with an air of otherworldly wisdom, asked in a trembling voice, his eyes fixed on Ye Fan and the others, especially lingering on Ye Fan and Pang Bo, the two "children," for a few more seconds.
"Judging from their aura... there are indeed remnants of the forbidden land's power of time! And they're so concentrated!"
A beautiful woman's eyes sparkled with wonder.
"To actually walk out alive... a miracle, a true miracle!"
"That Miss Ziyue personally brought them out... Could it be related to the Ji Family, or even to that person?"
Some people whispered their guesses, and their gazes toward Ye Fan and the others immediately changed.
Ye Fan took a deep breath, suppressing the turmoil in his heart, stepped forward, and, mimicking the posture of those people from before, somewhat awkwardly cupped his hands and asked:
"Esteemed immortals... may I ask who this young lady Ji Ziyue, was...?"
Among the group of cultivators, a middle-aged man who looked rather amiable smiled and said, "Young brother, there's no need for such formalities."
It seems you know nothing about the cultivation world.
That person just now was none other than Ji Ziyue, the young princess of the Ji Family.
The Ji Family is one of the most prestigious Desolate Ancient Family in the Eastern Wasteland and even the entire Big Dipper Star Domain. They have produced a true Great Emperor and their foundation is unfathomable.
And Miss Ziyue is deeply favored by the Heavenly Emperor, possessing an incomparably noble status.
"Lord Heavenly Emperor?"
Ye Fan caught sight of this even more shocking title.
When the " Heavenly Emperor " was mentioned, all the cultivators showed expressions of utmost reverence and even fanaticism.
The middle-aged man sighed, "The 'great-grandfather' that Miss Ziyue mentioned is none other than the current Heavenly Emperor, Lord Lin Hao!"
That is a truly supreme being, capable of causing stars to fall with a flick of the finger, and severing the boundaries of time and space with a single glance.
We are nothing but ants before him.
Another young cultivator interjected with a look of longing, "You guys are incredibly lucky!"
To be personally received by Miss Ziyue!
If I could seize this opportunity to join the Heavenly Court, even as a menial servant serving tea and water, it would be a blessing I couldn't attain in several lifetimes. It would be enough to bring glory to my ancestors, and I would have no regrets in this life!
" The Heavenly Court?" Pang Bo scratched his head. "Sounds impressive?"
"Sharp?"
A hot-tempered, red-faced man laughed loudly, "Little brat, the Heavenly Court is not something that can be described as 'powerful'!"
That is the only supreme lineage in the world, ruling over all heavens, and revered by all races!
We sects and aristocratic families are not even worthy of carrying the shoes of the Heavenly Court!
"Any random deity from the Heavenly Court could cause a stir throughout the entire Eastern Wasteland! Isn't that powerful?"
Ye Fan and the others were deeply moved. Although they didn't understand many of the words, the unparalleled power and nobility were deeply imprinted in their hearts.
They came from a technologically advanced Earth; had they ever heard such a description before? It was as if a myth had come to life.
Meanwhile, the Douluo Continent was now utterly silent.
Those powerful figures who could fly and teleport, whom they regarded as "immortals," were actually so respectful to the young girl, addressing her as "Miss."
Behind that girl lies an even more terrifying "great-grandfather"—what kind of " Heavenly Emperor " is he?
What shattered their worldview even more was the fanatical and awe-inspiring expression on these "immortals'" faces when they talked about the " Heavenly Court," and their statement that "we sects and families are not even worthy of carrying the shoes of the Heavenly Court!"
The shock of "flying through the air" had not yet subsided when it was now overwhelmed by even more violent and turbulent waves.
"Heaven... Court?"
Ma Hongjun's mouth was agape enough to fit his fist, and the fat on his face was trembling.
Oscar's face turned deathly pale, and he even forgot to hold the sausage in his hand. "A force that makes those... those flying 'immortals' feel unworthy to carry their shoes? What... what kind of existence is that?"
Tang San clenched his fists tightly. For the first time, he doubted his knowledge from his two lifetimes and felt as insignificant as dust.
At this moment, those connected to Zhu Zhuqing felt particularly strongly, and their feelings were especially complex, awkward, and even... fearful.
Deep within the imperial palace of the Star Luo Empire.
The glass cup in the Star Luo Emperor's hand fell to the ground with a "crack," scattering precious wine and shards everywhere. He was completely oblivious, staring intently at the Heavenly Screen, his face drained of color.
He recalled his previous conversation with Dai Weisi, and their contempt, anger, and incomprehension towards Zhu Zhuqing for "betraying the family and joining an unknown force." They even considered punishing her to uphold the dignity of the royal family and his clan.
But now...
That "unknown force" is the " Heavenly Court," which makes even a group of "immortals" who can fly at will and have long lifespans consider themselves ants!
Is this the kind of place Zhu Zhuqing joined?
"I... we..." Star Luo Emperor's throat was dry, and he couldn't utter a complete sentence for a moment.
He suddenly realized that all his previous anger and scheming seemed so ridiculous and so presumptuous.
The Star Luo Imperial Family? A powerful nation on the continent? What are they compared to that behemoth that rules over all the heavens and commands the respect of even the greatest Great Emperor families?
Perhaps even the qualifications to serve them tea and water, or to guard their property, are something one must look up to in order to obtain?
Inside the Zhu Family mansion, all was deathly silent.
The Heavenly Court... rules over all heavens, revered by all races.
With a flick of the finger, stars fall; with a glance, eternity is severed.
Ants... In the eyes of such beings, these so-called Titled Douluo, Imperial Supreme, and Sect Leaders are probably no different from ants.