Yun Che slowly walked past the kneeling Divine Emperors and stopped at the edge of the floating city, looking down coldly at the endless myriad realms.
“Tianli, announce it,” he said indifferently. These three words filled the world with demonic might.
“Yes!”
The Qilin Emperor, Qi Tianli, bowed his head in response. He slowly rose and stepped forward. As he raised his arms, an expanse of light-gray text suddenly unfolded across the silent sky. Though dark in color, each character glowed with profound light, radiating an awe-inspiring heavenly might that seized the soul.
With a solemn expression, the Qilin Emperor’s aged voice, carrying a profound imperial might that echoed for thousands of miles, began: “Devil Master Yun Che, thirty-seven years of age, born in the lower realm, received the legacy of the Heretic God, the inheritance of the Heaven Smiting Devil Emperor, and the blessing of the Ancient Dragon God… His honor surpasses all life, his power surpasses heaven and earth, and his position surpasses the Heavenly Way…”
“…He once saved the world from the Crimson Disaster, earning the title ‘Savior Divine Son’… He liberated the Northern Divine Region from its shackles, shattered unjust laws, and eliminated the sin-ridden races destined for death. Yet, despite being wounded and betrayed by all realms, his heart remained vast like the deepest ocean, granting forgiveness to heaven and earth, and pardoning the death sentences of all beings across the realms…”
Qi Tianli, now the strongest Divine Emperor in the Western Divine Region, projected his voice through layers of star realms, almost overwhelming the entire Southern Divine Region. Through countless projections, his voice resounded throughout all four Divine Regions.
Given his status and position, he was now the one delivering the proclamation for Yun Che, doing so with profound respect and solemnity.
This enthronement ceremony had countless projections set up across the Eastern, Western, Southern, and Northern Divine Regions, making it clearly visible in almost every area.
This single scene alone was enough to cause an immense spiritual shock to countless profound practitioners.
The Divine Emperor’s voice, like an indelible inscription, was deeply etched into the souls of all who heard it.
In the Snow Song Realm, the cold winds briefly subsided, and snow fell silently. Countless Ice Phoenix disciples and Snow Song profound practitioners knelt before the projections, partly excited, partly dazed, as they gazed at the Ice Phoenix Divine Sect standing proudly on Imperial Heaven City, on par with the King Realms. Even now, they felt as if they were dreaming.
Years ago, Yun Che, as an Ice Phoenix disciple, had topped the Conferred God Battle at the Profound God Convention. They had thought that was an honor glorious enough to illuminate the Ice Phoenix Divine Sect for a thousand generations.
But this time, it was a dream beyond anything they could have ever conceived, even in their wildest imaginings.
“Do we, the Snow Song Realm, truly have the right… to become a King Realm?” Mu Tanzhi murmured.
“We don’t, but the Sect Master does,” Mu Huanzhi sighed deeply. “A single sword strike to sever the Crimson Disaster… In the Divine Realm now, beneath Yun Che, our Sect Master is surely the foremost figure. Wherever the Sect Master stands, that place earns the right to be a King Realm.”
He turned to look at the young Ice Phoenix disciples behind him. “Under the Sect Master’s divine radiance, we too must… strive hundreds, even thousands of times harder than before, so as not to betray this honor!”
As he spoke softly, his gaze finally fell upon his granddaughter.
Mu Feixue’s jade-like face remained as exquisitely beautiful and serene as ever. Among the highly excited Ice Phoenix disciples, she stood out like a solitary, blooming ice-cold snow lotus.
She gazed at the projection, Yun Che’s figure clearly reflected in her icy eyes. Besides that figure, there was nothing else… She felt no joy at his enthronement, no trepidation at the dramatic shift in the Snow Song Realm’s fate.
She always preferred to watch him from afar, quietly… Yun Che of the Snow Song Realm, Yun Che of the Profound God Convention, Yun Che who became the Devil Master, Yun Che who ascended to Emperor.
It was as if his figure had long been solidified into her very being; no matter what he became, it could not fade or be erased.
Sometimes, a single moment is a lifetime.
In the past, Mu Huanzhi would never have believed that such a thing could happen to his granddaughter, whose emotions were so frigid they were almost frozen.
And yet, this man was both the deepest ocean and the most ethereal Wushan mountain in this world.
“Ah…” Mu Huanzhi sighed softly.
Compared to the Snow Song Realm, the neighboring Flame God Realm presented an entirely different scene.
Profound practitioners from the three sects—Vermillion Bird, Phoenix, and Golden Crow—were all gathered before the projections, witnessing the birth of the Divine Realm’s first true hegemon. However, their expressions were largely grim and worried.
Although the three Flame God Sects tried their best to suppress the news that Huo Poyun was nearly executed by Yun Che in the Snow Song Realm, it quickly spread and became common knowledge.
All the Upper Star Realms in the Eastern Region had kneeled before Yun Che under his demonic might, hoping to preserve their realms and their lives… but this did not include their Flame God Realm King.
Today, during the enthronement ceremony, under the irresistible tide of power, not a single Upper Star Realm dared to show the slightest disrespect… Yet, despite months of fervent persuasion from the three Flame God Sect Masters—Yan Wancang, Yan Juehai, and Huo Rulie—Huo Poyun still did not attend.
The Flame God Realm had ascended from a Middle Star Realm to an Upper Star Realm because of Huo Poyun… but such glory, in the hands of Yun Che, whose demonic might now overshadowed the heavens, could be utterly annihilated with a mere flick of his finger.
They could not help but worry about the future fate of the Flame God Realm.
In the East, there was a Lower Star Realm named Heiya.
Perched atop a tall pavilion, a woman bathed in the gentle breeze, her eyes fixed on the projection. Dressed in a purple gown, her slender figure exuded captivating grace. A faint smile touched her lovely lips, and her gaze, seeming both lost and enchanted, refused to tear away.
When the Northern Region invaded and the Eastern Region collapsed, this small Heiya Realm remained untouched from beginning to end.
“The man who, years ago, single-handedly defied the entire Black Soul Sect for the sake of a wood spirit… even if he was tainted by darkness, even if he was hunted by all realms, I never believed he was an evil person, much less that he would become a true devil.”
As she murmured, a middle-aged man slowly approached her from behind. After a slight hesitation, he sighed, “Yan’er, though it was brief and superficial, you truly stood by his side back then. Publicly acknowledging this could be a great help and protection for us.”
Ji Ruyan, however, gently shook her head, her eyes gradually blurring with a soft smile. “Let me cherish that overly bright memory as it is. Whether for vanity or profit… I, a merchant whose fate is to pursue gain, do not wish for it to be tainted by even a speck of self-interest.”
Even if… he has probably long forgotten my existence.
Like inadvertently brushing away a speck of dust that one encounters everywhere in life.
In the Southern Divine Region, there was a star realm called Seven Star.
“Sister, from now on… will all of us… have to listen to this big bad person?”
The little girl clung tightly to the young woman in yellow, her small body trembling slightly with fear.
The young woman in yellow gently shook her head. “He’s not a big bad person, he’s just… just…”
“He *is* a big bad person! Everyone says he’s the most terrifying devil, and he even bullied Sister… Mm! Mm mm!!” The little girl, usually so dependent and obedient to her sister, exclaimed in a small but indignant childish voice.
The young woman continued to shake her head. She hugged the girl tightly, covering her lips with her jade hand, but for a long time, she couldn’t speak.
A faint demonic glow flickered on her snow-white neck.
The existence of the Devil Mark prevented her from leaving the Seven Star Realm, or even from close contact with outsiders.
She looked up, gazing at the pair of cold, disdainful eyes in the projection…
You’ve become ruthless, brutal, terrifying… Your hands are stained with countless blood, bringing nightmares and fear to countless star realms and living beings…
You even killed the master I revered most, and you bullied and humiliated me…
I fear you, I hate you…
But why…
Can I still not forget… those eyes that so easily imprinted themselves on my heart all those years ago…
“…Today, I will not offer sacrifices to the heavens, nor bow to the earth, nor yield to the will of heaven. I shall only follow my own will, establishing myself as the Great Emperor of all heavens, with the imperial title ‘Evil Cloud Great Emperor,’ and the era name ‘Yunmo.’”
“Beginning this first year of Yunmo, all heavens and myriad realms shall be the ground trodden by the Great Emperor, and all life in heaven and earth shall be spirits governed by the Great Emperor.”
“The Great Emperor once saved the world from peril, and shall protect it for all eternity. Those who obey shall receive the Great Emperor’s eternal protection and shelter. Those who defy shall all be erased without a trace! Even if heaven and earth dare to rebel, they too shall be punished and destroyed!”
These words were utterly shocking and soul-stirring.
Since ancient times in the Divine Realm, from the rulers of mortal realms to the Divine Emperors of King Realms, enthronement ceremonies invariably began with sacrifices to heaven and earth, to appease the Heavenly Way and the hearts of the people.
However, Yun Che’s enthronement ceremony included no sacrifices to heaven and earth, no appeasement of popular sentiment. He even placed himself above heaven and earth, and his final words were an unashamed declaration to the world: “Those who comply shall prosper, those who defy shall perish.”
At the same time, this enthronement ceremony was entirely unlike a traditional grand ceremony; there were no rituals, no great celebrations, not even a coronation.
There were no traditional rules, laws, or etiquette passed down through generations—only an extremely direct and domineering proclamation!
It not only proclaimed that Yun Che was now the first Great Emperor in the Divine Realm’s history but also declared to the world that his imperial status was not a gift of destiny, requiring no heaven and earth as witnesses, no allegiance from all beings, and no adherence to any past rules or etiquette!
After the proclamation, Qi Tianli knelt heavily. From above Imperial Heaven City, a heaven-shaking shout rang out:
“Greetings, Emperor Yun!”
“Emperor Yun, with a sacred heart, saved the world, his merits overshadowing the heavens! He eliminated evil and punished sin, bringing peace to the cosmos! He shall rule for a thousand autumns, stepping upon the heavens for eternity!”
The earth-shattering shouts, conveyed through the projections, created endless tremors and ripples across the Divine Realm’s space.
“Greetings, Emperor Yun!”
Under the soul-seizing heavenly might, below Imperial Heaven City, all Upper Realm Kings and profound practitioners from the three regions knelt in worship.
They remained bowed for a long time, and when they finally looked up, the man’s figure high above seemed to have ascended to an unreachable height among the clouds.
In the million-year history of the Divine Realm, let alone King Realms, the rise of any hegemon required not only sufficient fortune but also a long period of accumulation.
Yun Che, however, at barely thirty-seven years of age, and having been in the Divine Realm for only a little over a decade, had completely overturned the million-year-old established order of the Divine Realm. He unified the four regions, dominated myriad realms, and became the first Divine Realm Great Emperor in history.
No one could predict what fate awaited the Divine Realm under Emperor Yun’s rule.
But without a doubt, Yun Che was both the most dazzling miracle and the most terrifying anomaly in the history of the Divine Realm.
He had no predecessors, and perhaps there would be no successors.
His name, and the name Emperor Yun, were destined to be eternally etched into even the most distant future generations.
The Qilin Emperor suddenly moved, standing at the edge of Imperial Heaven City. With a flick of his palm, a pale gray ribbon of light descended directly, unfolding into a screen of light that reflected divine aura and heavenly might.
“Those who wish to follow Emperor Yun and pledge eternal allegiance to his command, engrave your names upon it.”
“Once engraved, it signifies eternal allegiance, with no retreat whatsoever! The loyal shall receive Emperor Yun’s protection and peace. Traitors shall be punished with the same severity as the Dragon God Nanming!”
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