Of course, more importantly, he just couldn’t stand the sight of this old man.
He did it on purpose earlier, deliberately drawing everyone’s attention to him.
He cursed silently in his heart, determined to find a way to give little Kong a hard time later on, his thoughts turning malicious.
"Apologies, Elder Kong, my disciple is somewhat rebellious, sometimes my words are ineffective!" Xuan Er said with a rather helpless look.
Kong Yong’s face turned cold immediately, and he said coldly, "Alright then!", and stopped looking in their direction.
Seeing this, Chen Xuan conveyed through Spiritual Power to Xuan Er, asking: "Master, this old man doesn’t seem like anything good."
"Just a fence-sitter, no need to bother with him!"
In fact, Xuan Er had no desire to engage with him either but felt it inappropriate to act rashly in public just because he was older, so he just placated him a little.
He hadn’t expected him to be plotting something, which is why he just looked at Chen Xuan.
"But you should be careful, this old fool will definitely contact others, and since you’re alone, watch out for being targeted!"
Of course, he was still confident in Chen Xuan’s abilities.
Though the disciples and successors of those old monsters shouldn’t be underestimated either.
"Understood, Master!"
Zhou Zheng, dressed in his dragon robe and wearing the Nine Dragons Crown, was extremely excited.
Today was the day for the Great Zhou to restore its nation.
At this moment, everyone in Great Zhou had been waiting endlessly for this; five thousand years of effort, all for this day!
Standing beside him, Zhou Yi felt the same way; having schemed all his life, success was finally upon them.
"Zheng’Er, when you are offering sacrifices to the heavens, your heart must be sincere!"
"According to ancient records, the manifestation of the National Spirit is closely related not only to the offerings and spiritual treasures that suppress it but also to the person offering the sacrifices!"
"Pay special attention to this!"
Zhou Zheng held great respect for this Uncle Wang, but he was unsure from which ’Ancient Book’ he had read that; it was a bit...
He had spent his life for this moment.
As success was within reach, perhaps his mind was a little frazzled.
So he nodded, "Don’t worry, Uncle Wang, Zheng’Er will be careful."
"Your Majesty, the auspicious time has come, everything is ready, you may proceed to the altar." a black-clothed old man entered the grand hall, bowed, and said respectfully.
"Let’s go, Zheng’Er! Don’t miss the auspicious time!"
Many had already formed alliances.
Some were communicating through messages, others speaking openly.
However, Chen Xuan didn’t care at all.
The strength was there; what was there to worry about? If he wanted, he could take it all.
Though he wouldn’t be foolish enough to do such a thing.
He was already quite drowsy from waiting, leaning against Su Wanqiu, enjoying the fragrance from her body.
If only he hadn’t come so early.
A sound of something tearing through the air was heard.
Chen Xuan tilted his head, squinting his eyes to look in the distance, where he saw dozens of people walking on air, then slowly landing on the altar.
The power of the insurgents was truly formidable, and this was only the visible part.
"They’re really strong!"
He couldn’t help but marvel in his heart.
Standing at the forefront in his dragon robe, Zhou Zheng glanced at Zhou Yi and said.
"The auspicious time has arrived, play the music!"
Zhou Yi shouted excitedly.
Instantly, a beautiful and majestic melody arose.
"Your Majesty, please offer sacrifices to the heavens!"
At this moment, Zhou Zheng took a step forward, solemnly raised his head to the sky, his gaze like a torch, then slowly knelt down on both knees!
"Heaven above, sun, moon, and stars illuminate the universe."
"The Great Xia ignores the life and death of the Nine Provinces! Xia Yi is tyrannical and kills the sects of the Nine Provinces at will!"
"We gather here today with reverence and sincerity to conduct the grand ceremonial sacrifice to heaven. May this grand event reach the heavens above!"
"Establish the nation today!"
"The name of the nation! Zhou!"
Zhou Zheng respectfully performed three grand rituals and then stood up!
Sweeping his gaze across the crowd below the altar, he raised one hand and shouted: "Great Zhou!"
"Great Zhou! Great Zhou! Great Zhou!"
Instantly, all the soldiers around the altar shouted in unison, their voices reaching the clouds, shattering even the clouds in the void at that moment.
"Present the offerings!"
Seeing the atmosphere reach its peak, Zhou Yi shouted.
In response, nine people swiftly stepped onto the altar, channeling Spiritual Power into the nine gigantic cauldrons.
Nine huge booming sounds arose, followed by nine golden light beams simultaneously shooting to the sky from the nine cauldrons.
Chen Xuan squinted his eyes,
Upon closer inspection,
Numerous rare treasures flew along the light beams towards the sky.
"Where did these things go?"
He looked up, trying to search for any clues, even utilizing his Spiritual Power, but it was too far to sense anything.
Xuan Er’s voice suddenly came through his ears.
Chen Xuan looked at him in surprise.
"No one knows where they go! It’s like they just disappeared, perhaps there’s something above!"
Xuan Er’s words startled him.
Chen Xuan frowned slightly, could it be like the mythological world of his past life?
After all, he had read many ancient books, both serious and frivolous, and there was no such thing as immortal-like legends.