At this moment, a towering and majestic palace emerged from the chaotic mist, with three large golden characters written on it.
Donghuang Palace!
But there were countless chaotic mists surrounding the chaotic mist, which turned into real dragon-like forms, constantly arching the bottom of the hall, completely lifting it up, making it look like a floating temple.
While everyone was wondering, an extremely terrifying golden ancient chariot flew out of the chaotic mist, rumbling.
This ancient chariot was made of unknown materials. Its whole body shone with bright golden light, and it looked like it had a sense of ancient vicissitudes. There were endless traces of swords on it, which were mottled and ancient.
And the ones used to pull the cart turned out to be four unknown spiritual beasts with lion heads, deer bodies, and ox tails. Their feet seemed to be stepping on flames, and they were flickering in the void. It was extremely magical.
Everyone's eyes involuntarily fell on the man standing on the ancient chariot.
This man was more than eight feet tall, with a majestic figure, and his bulging muscles were full of explosive power. He looked very wild. His red hair stood at the roots, and his facial features were as cold and sharp as a knife, and his whole body exuded
A very scary smell.
It seemed that the man in front of him could cause the earth to split open, mountains to be destroyed, and rivers to reverse course just by stamping his feet.
This kind of aura is the power of Shinto that no one dares to look directly at.
Donghuang is like a god overlooking all living beings. He is high above, his eyes are like torches, and he scans everyone present. He seems to be able to reach directly into everyone's souls. All strange thoughts cannot escape these eyes.
Just by looking at it, everyone felt that their whole bodies were trembling, their teeth were chattering, and the sea of qi in their bodies felt like they were about to explode at any moment.
"Your Majesty, Donghuang God, please accept our worship." Some people could not bear the pressure and directly knelt on the ground and began to worship.
Jin Tianyuan and Master Xingyu Valley followed Daliu and paid homage together.
Shi Qing was determined to struggle, but he was swept by Donghuang's cold eyes, which were like a mountain pressing down on him. In order to avoid being killed on the spot, he had no choice but to kneel down and pay homage.
The sect leaders of each sect, including Yan Fentian and Jiang Wudao from the hidden family, had no choice at all at this moment. Whether they were sincere or helpless, they all knelt down and surrendered completely.
It was so easy for the powerful Shinto man in front of them to destroy a sect. They could only comfort themselves that it was better to linger on and live than to die inexplicably.
Of course, there is no denying that there are also ambitious people in these sects, hoping to be reused under Donghuang's men, and then rise to the top of the world. They may even receive guidance from Donghuang, transform into dragons with golden scales, and advance to the divine way.
Seeing a large group of people crawling in front of him, Donghuang showed no expression on his face and just said coldly: "I understand your loyalty, come in."
After that, Donghuang waved his hand, and the surrounding chaotic mist receded, and everyone felt that their eyes were blurred. When they could see things clearly again, everyone was already inside the Donghuang Hall.
The ease with which Donghuang used his magical power to transform and phantom shocked people, and they were even more impressed by his skill.
"You have been able to kneel three times and kowtow nine times to worship here. You have passed the first level of loyalty test. However...it is not that easy to follow this emperor. I never like waste, nor do I like people fishing in troubled waters."
Donghuang sat on the high throne, pointed to the seats arranged in front of him and said, "Those seats are prepared for those with ability. Please tell me your name, sect and your own cultivation strength. Can you sit down?"
If you go to these positions, it depends on how much you weigh."
Everyone was horrified. They didn't expect that after the first test, there was still another test. What kind of medicine was sold in Donghuang's gourd?
"You, say it first..." Donghuang pointed his finger at the leader of a small sect.
"Reporting to the Lord Donghuang, I am Chen Yiqing, the sect master of Qingfeng Sect in Donghuang Continent. His cultivation has reached the peak of the sixth level of supernatural power." The sect master who was named looked nervous, as if he was sifting chaff under the pressure of Donghuang.
The ground trembled.
"Stand aside for now." Donghuang waved his hand casually.
The sect leader's face was ashen, and the meaning of Donghuang's words could not be more obvious - you are not qualified to sit in this position. The fantasy of a prosperous career was instantly shattered, and turned into panic, like falling leaves in a storm, but
Knowing where my future and destiny will be, I feel anxious and uneasy.
"Say." Donghuang pointed at Jin Tianyuan again.
Jin Tianyuan hurriedly stepped forward and said respectfully: "Reporting to the Lord Donghuang, I am Jin Tianyuan, the leader of the Sun-Chasing Sword Alliance, with a cultivation level of the fifth level of the avenue. If I can get the guidance of Lord Donghuang, I have great hope of breaking through to the sixth level of the avenue."
"Well, you go find a seat and sit down." Donghuang nodded, his originally gloomy expression softening a little.
Jin Tianyuan looked overjoyed, feeling light and flattered. He found a seat in the front row and sat down. He suddenly felt superior to others.
Afterwards, Master Shi Qingxing Yugu also naturally found his place. Along with them were several leaders of second-rate sects and gangs. Although their cultivation levels were not as good as those of the three giants, they were still in the early stage of the great path. They also gained a place.
As for the sect leaders of the small sects, none of them were qualified to take the position, and they stood aside with complex expressions.
The last ones to announce their family status were Jiang Wudao and Yan Fentian.
"Dear Lord Donghuang, I am Jiang Wudao, the head of the Jiang family, a reclusive family. I have practiced for more than 16,000 years and am now at the pinnacle of the Dao."
"Yes, you are only one step away from stepping into the divine way. You are a rare talent." Donghuang nodded approvingly, his face softened slightly, "And your Jiang family has also produced many talented people, some of whom are somewhat similar to me."
Yuanyuan. I will give you the first seat. You must sit down and sit calmly, and don’t let down the emperor’s expectations.”
"Thank you, God, for your generous gift." Jiang Wudao breathed a sigh of relief, glanced at Jin Tianyuan and others with a look on his face, and strode towards the two first seats in the front row.
The last person to be introduced is naturally Yan Fentian. His cultivation is now at the peak of the Dao, and he is only one step away from being promoted to the Divine Dao.
"You have good cultivation and deserve the position of leader. But I don't like your hair, so I'll change it for you." Donghuang saw that Yan Fentian had red hair like his, and he was unhappy from the bottom of his heart, so
Move your fingers forward slightly.
Yan Fentian didn't even react. His red hair was turned into ashes, revealing his bald head, which looked very funny.
Those who were already seated suddenly became happy. They wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, and their faces turned red from holding it in. So what if you, Yan Fentian, are the head of a hidden family? You are not just a soft persimmon who can be manipulated at will in front of Shinto?
Even though there was endless humiliation in his heart, Yan Fentian did not dare to break out. He could only hand over his hands with a strange expression on his face: "Thank you, God, for the gift."
An old man over ten thousand years old was burnt bald just because his hair color matched the color of Donghuang in a car accident. This humiliation cannot be explained in a few words, but Yan Fentian had to endure it.
It can be seen from this that Donghuang has a perverse personality, focusing on himself, being domineering and resolute.
"Okay..." Donghuang clapped his hands and stood up, "To be able to sit on the chair that this emperor has prepared for you, you at least have a certain amount of capital, so you won't be so embarrassed. As for you..."
Looking at the unsuccessful sect leaders, Donghuang's eyes were cold, revealing an undisguised murderous aura, which made people feel chilling.
"Lord Donghuang, please spare our lives." The unselected people all looked pale, knelt on the ground and kowtowed, and were so frightened that they lost their minds.
Donghuang sneered, without any mercy at all, he shot out several beams of red light from his hand and flew forward directly.
"Boom boom boom..."
In the main hall, the unelected sect leaders did not react at all, and they all turned into a bloody mist. The scene was bloody and cruel.
"Since it's trash, what's the use of keeping it?" Donghuang waved his sleeves, and all the blood mist dissipated. No one could see that dozens of lives were still alive here just now.
Even if the cultivation of these sect leaders is not high, they are at least the masters of a sect. If they say no, they will be gone...
People who have already taken the position are on pins and needles. Donghuang has a perverse personality and likes to kill, which makes people feel uneasy. From these people, you seem to have seen your own future. If you are not careful, you may also end up like this.