The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, Council Hall.
With a "crack," the teacup in Bone Douluo Gu Rong's hand was unconsciously crushed into powder, and scalding tea dripped down his fingers, but he was completely unaware.
His face, which usually carried a somewhat gloomy expression, was now filled with an almost blank and dazed look.
"Old man, you..."
Normally, Sword Douluo Chen Xin would have instinctively made a sarcastic remark.
This time, however, he didn't say a word, his gaze fixed intently on the Heavenly Screen.
As a Peak Douluo dedicated his life to pursuing the ultimate swordsmanship and prided himself on having an unwavering will, he felt his "sword heart" tremble for the first time—not out of fear, but out of a sense of...
The feeling of powerlessness when facing the vast starry sky.
"You say..."
Chen Xin's voice was terribly dry, "This... is this really a palace?"
Ning Fengzhi took several deep breaths and shook his head. "I don't know, but..."
"Stars form the walls... laws form the river..."
Gu Rong's throat moved, and he managed to squeeze out a sentence: "This... this is beyond human capability."
"No, even if they were gods... could they create such an environment? Treat the laws of nature like water?"
Chen Xin slowly shook his head, his gaze still fixed on the Heavenly Screen: "God... we have never seen the true god."
"Even if there were gods, they would probably have to bow their proud heads before such a heavenly palace, wouldn't they?"
"Look, the entire palace... is devoid of any sign of life, without a single guard..."
Why? Maybe it's because we don't need it at all?!
"This silent majesty is the strongest defense in itself. Who would dare to act recklessly before an existence that can manipulate the river of time at will?"
Ning Fengzhi a bitter laugh, his tone filled with bitterness and self-mockery. "How laughable that we were scheming against the Clear Sky Sect, against the Spirit Hall, against the succession to the throne of the Star Luo Empire..."
"Before such a magnificent existence that transcends the limits of our comprehension, what difference is there between our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, and even the entire Douluo Continent, and ants on the ground?"
"No, they're probably not even ants..."
A deathly silence fell over the main hall.
The three powerful figures, whose mere stomp could cause an earthquake on the Douluo Continent, stood speechless, feeling only a deep sense of powerlessness.
Star Dou Great Forest, the core area of Lake of Life.
Di Tian's enormous dragon body coiled by the lake, his Golden Eyes fixed on White Jade Capital in the Heavenly Screen, without even blinking.
Beside him, the kings of Ferocious Beast, including Bi Ji, the Myriad Demon King, and Xiong Jun, all looked at each other in bewilderment.
After a long silence, Xiong Jun, the most hot-tempered of them all, finally spoke, but he subconsciously held his breath and mumbled:
"Damn it... how is this thing floating in the sky? And those walls... are they made of stars?"
The Myriad Demon King's true form is the Demon Eye Devil Tree, which is extremely sensitive to energy. He said in a trembling voice:
"I... I can sense the aura permeating that palace... it's not Soul Power, nor divine power, but a more ancient, more domineering power, closer to the origin of the world."
"Faced with that power, my demonic power... is like a drop of water in the face of an entire ocean."
The Scarlet King's three heads drooped down simultaneously, emitting a low, mournful groan.
"My lord..." Bi Ji's voice was soft, but she couldn't hide the shock in it, "This... this is the residence of that ' Heavenly Emperor '?"
Di Tian remained silent for a long time before letting out a deep dragon roar from the depths of his throat. It was a feeling of awe and fear of a higher level of power that originated from the deepest part of the Dragon God Bloodline.
"I had thought that the Divine Realm was the limit of what we could imagine..."
Di Tian's voice was heavy, "But this White Jade Capital... compared to it, the Divine Realm is like a mud-brick house compared to the Heavenly Palace!"
Di Tian slowly closed his dragon eyes. When he opened them again, the shock in his eyes had lessened slightly, but a deep solemnity had appeared.
"Before the Silver Dragon King fell into slumber, he spoke of the vastness of the universe and the many inconceivable beings within it."
"Now it seems that what the Lord said was true."
"This White Jade Capital... is probably an ultimate place that transcends our world, even surpassing the Divine Realm."
He looked at the two tiny, dust-like figures in the light screen— Zhu Zhuqing and Zhu Zhuyun —and said in a complicated tone, "These two human girls... are actually qualified to step into such a place... It's truly... an incredible opportunity."
The Spirit Hall, the Pope's Palace.
Bibi Dong sat on the Pope throne, her jeweled scepter clattering in her hand.
Her purplish-pink eyes were burning with an almost frenzied flame—not fear, but an extreme longing.
" White Jade Capital..."
She murmured softly, her voice hoarse, "The stars are the foundation, the laws are the river... This is true power! This is true supremacy!"
" The Rakshasa Godhood... compared to this, it's a complete joke!"
Gui Mei and Yue Guan knelt on the ground, their bodies trembling slightly uncontrollably.
They could clearly sense the dangerous aura emanating from the Pope...
" Your His Holiness the Pope," Yue Guan's voice trembled, "This... this grandeur of White Jade Capital has exceeded all our intelligence and imagination..."
"Imagine?"
Bibi Dong abruptly stood up, her Pope robes billowing and rustling even without wind. "Our imagination is pitifully poor!"
"But this is the power I desire! This is the peak I must reach!"
She stared intently at the Heavenly Screen, her gaze seemingly piercing through the light barrier to reach the depths of the White Jade Capital: "Use all our power! Regardless of the cost! Even if there's only a one in ten thousand chance, even if it means gambling with the entire Spirit Hall, I'll do it!"
"We must go to the Shrouding the Heavens World!"
The Heaven Dou Empire, Imperial Palace.
Xue Ye slumped on his dragon throne, his face ashen, as if he had aged ten years in an instant.
Beside him, Crown Prince Xue Qinghe stood with his hands at his sides, his head bowed and his eyes lowered, but out of the corner of his eye, he was also staring intently at the light screen, his heart churning with turmoil.
"One emperor in one Lifetime... White Jade Capital..."
Xue Ye muttered to himself, "My Heaven Dou Empire has been established for a hundred years, and I thought myself to be vast in territory and powerful in nation... But now it seems I was nothing more than a frog in a well."
Xue Qinghe remained silent for a moment before whispering, "Father, such beings have probably long transcended the realm of worldly power."
"We... should wait and see."
Xue Ye waved his hand weakly. "Issue my decree: all border troops are to withdraw their defenses."
"All military deployments targeting the Star Luo Empire... are suspended. Until we figure out what's behind this Heavenly Screen, the Heaven Dou Empire... will not provoke trouble."
"Yes, Father."
Xue Qinghe bowed and accepted the order, but...
Bibi Dong and the Spirit Hall's ambitions appear so insignificant and ridiculous in the face of White Jade Capital, which dominates all the heavens.
For the first time, she began to waver in her belief in her mission.