On this day when midsummer turns to autumn, the Light Festival was officially held outside Wuhun City.
The sky is cloudless, the red sun rises, and the light shines on the heaven and earth. The drizzle with tiny light spots falls on the sky and the earth, the dust suddenly gathers, and there is no autumn dryness. The flat stone flat ground is washed clean, and the middle one is made of
The altar made of white stone is as clean as jade.
Countless water attribute soul masters used their soul skills together to form a waterfall of drizzle, which turned into a glowing mist under the influence of the autumn sun and breeze. When the clouds and mist dissipated, haloes of hazy golden light illuminated the altar.
It is shrouded in layers, revealing a bit of misty beauty.
As this fine golden light mist passed by, the millions of believers gathered from all directions suddenly felt their spirits shaken. Many people chanted and prayed excitedly and kept praising the God of Angels.
King Kundera of the Balak Kingdom arrived, as did the kings of the Silvis Kingdom and one principality of the other two kingdoms. Not only the vassal states on the Tiandou Empire, but also several kingdoms enfeoffed by the Star Luo Empire.
The princes and princes of the principality also arrived.
The representatives of the Qibao Glazed Sect are naturally the two titles and Ning Fengzhi. The leader of the Blue Lightning Overlord Sect, Yu Yuanzhen and the elder Yu Luo Mian, also arrived. The faces of these two people were not very good-looking. Because the Blue Lightning Overlord Sect recently supported the establishment of the Blue Lightning Sect.
There were some internal conflicts regarding the affairs of Ba Academy.
The powerful men of the lower four sects have also arrived. Tianxiang Huyanzhen of the Xiangjia sect has been very active recently and is vaguely known as the leader of the lower four sects.
This time the ceremony of Wuhun Palace even attracted the attention of some hidden sects. The Xingguan Sect in the Star Luo Empire also had powerful people come this time.
Emperor Xue Ye of the Tian Dou Empire and Emperor Xing Luo of the Star Luo Empire were the last to appear. Emperor Xue Ye was still in high spirits and was followed by Prince Xue Xing and Poison Douluo Dugu Bo, but Emperor Xing Luo did not.
No matter how many followers he brought with him, one person walked in front alone, full of iron-blooded oppression.
The two most powerful rulers on the continent were facing each other on both sides of the viewing platform. Their eyes intertwined, showing different imperial demeanors.
If these two people take turns in cultivation and martial arts, the White Tiger, the inherited martial spirit of the Star Luo Empire, will naturally be the swan that completely defeats the Tiandou royal family, not to mention the cultivation of the Star Luo Emperor who has at least reached the eighth-ring Soul Douluo. If the two are combined
If people were put in the same field, Emperor Xueye would definitely be completely defeated.
But compared to the powerful and lonely Xingluo Emperor, Emperor Xueye seems to be more loved by his subordinates, not just ordinary civilians, but the nobles who control real power, even the four kings and grand dukes who have divided their kingdoms.
, all showed respect to Emperor Xueye.
Wuhun Palace has put a lot of thought into this Light Festival. The specially arranged queues ensure that millions of people will not feel crowded here, and can even ensure that everyone present can clearly see the scene on the white jade altar.
Behind the countless figures, some soul masters, casual cultivators and other people or forces did not join the prayer team, but looked up to observe the scene in the center.
Most of them came to watch the fun, with ordinary backgrounds or maybe even criminals, but on this special day, no one dared to cause trouble.
Behind the crowd of people, a slightly depressed middle-aged man looked at the central altar in front of him. He turned his eyes slightly to the viewing platform beside him. When he saw several powerful men from the Blue Lightning Overlord Sect,
At that time, his eyes were very complicated.
"Xiaogang, Xiaogang is really you."
The middle-aged man suddenly felt his shoulders sink, and a surprise call came from behind him. He subconsciously turned his head and saw two obviously disguised figures.
The middle-aged man named Xiaogang turned around and looked at the two people in front of him in surprise, "Boss Fu, what are you..."
"Don't mention it, it's involved in something, so I can only pretend it."
The middle-aged man with a profiteer look on his face spoke in a low voice, looked around a few times while speaking, and then pulled the middle-aged man to introduce each other to his partner.
"Xiao Gang, this is my brother Zhao Wuji who I met while traveling on the mainland. His nickname is Fudo Ming Wang. He is a bit irritable, so he got into trouble with the Wuhun Palace."
"Old Zhao, this is the good brother I mentioned to you, Yu Xiaogang. Although his cultivation level is average, his research on martial arts is extremely good. I am able to achieve what I am today because of his help."
Boss Fu, that is, Fred, the boss of the Golden Iron Triangle, introduced Yu Xiaogang and Zhao Wuji to each other. After the three of them chatted for a while, they talked about the current Wuhun Palace.
"Xiao Gang, do you have any inside information about this incident?"
Fred raised his head and poked around but couldn't see anything clearly. He turned his head and asked about his good brother. He knew that this good brother had a good background and had some history with the man from Wuhun Temple.
Maybe you know something.
Yu Xiaogang smiled bitterly and said, "Boss Fu, don't laugh at me. I've been out for many years, so there's no news."
"Boss Fu, Brother Yu, don't talk about it for now. Look, it seems like it's about to start."
While the two people were talking, Zhao Wuji, who was observing carefully, suddenly spoke. The three people's eyes immediately looked to the middle position, where they saw the mighty team marching out of the Spirit Hall.
Three divine chariots pulled by white horses slowly emerged from the Wuhun Palace. Countless strong men from the Spirit Palace followed behind the chariots, including even the ten elders of the Elder Palace and other first-level Titled Douluo existences.
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The divine chariot in the middle is extremely huge, and there seem to be two figures within the tens of thousands of veils. The divine chariot on the right is so bright that no trace can be seen.
On the left side of the sacred chariot, the gauze is hazy, and the breeze is blowing. The beautiful woman in the chariot is sitting with her chin extended, and her black hair is like a waterfall under the divine crown. She is the Pope of Wuhun Palace, Bibi Dong.
When these three chariots appeared on the scene, the prayers of millions of believers became even louder. Many believers were so excited to see the pope appear for the first time that even their prayer voices trembled.
On the stage, the moods of the big shots from all sides became more and more complicated. Wuhun Palace has long had supreme power on the Douluo Continent, even if they took advantage of the rise of Tang Chen to jointly suppress this
Many years later, with a festival, they saw this absolute influence again.
"Xiao Gang, are you okay?"
Behind millions of believers, Yu Xiaogang looked at the beautiful woman in the divine chariot with a complicated expression. After so many years, she still looked the same. Fred noticed something strange about him, but didn't know what to do.
How to comfort this good brother.
Yu Xiaogang shook his head with a wry smile, "Boss Fu, it's okay, I was just thinking, what is the purpose of Wuhun Palace holding such a grand festival, a demonstration?"
Fred also shook his head, "I don't know, just keep reading."
While the two were talking, three divine chariots had stopped in front of the altar, and the Light Festival officially began.
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