Ji Mingyu sneered and said, "What about the Chaos Jade Butterfly? What about using dirty tricks? With the three of them, even if they are tied together, plus ten Chaos Jade Butterflies, I still don't care!"
At dusk on the second day, the cultivators of Qiankun Island gathered outside the Palace of the Divine Emperor again, and then watched Ji Mingyu, Sikong Ye, Duanmu Jun, Shangguan Qingyun and Wei Zixi walk into the Palace of the Divine Emperor with excitement and trepidation.
Tomorrow, in this Palace of the Divine Emperor, it will be decided who the true successor to the Divine Emperor is. Then, for the future of the Divine Realm, all the resources of the Eighty-One Cloud Island will be tilted towards this person.
The Great Elder and Wei Zixi are like judges.
When Duanmu Jun walked into the Palace of the Divine Emperor, he was in high spirits and looked extremely proud. He waved majestically to the monks waiting outside.
Then he glanced at Ji Mingyu with contempt and wanted to say something, but when he thought of Ji Mingyu's terrifying strength, he swallowed his words back.
But when he passed by the Great Elder, he still sneered and said, "When the Heavenly Dao dissipated a few days ago, the Chaos Jade Butterfly had already indicated who the real Divine Emperor was. Great Elder, you can just decide that I am the candidate for Divine Emperor. Why bother to invite these two imposters in?"
The great elder smiled and said, "Qingli Divine Venerable is naturally the best candidate for the Divine Emperor, but he also needs to convince the people of the world, right? Divine Venerable, please rest assured. After tomorrow, Ji Mingyu will be a rat crossing the street and will no longer be qualified to inherit the position of Divine Emperor. By then, the world will naturally belong to you, Divine Venerable... Please have a good rest in this Divine Emperor Palace today."
It was the Great Elder Shangguan Qingyun who suggested letting Ji Mingyu and the other two stay in the Divine Emperor Palace for one night.
Because even without the barrier, the Palace of the Gods still has the residual power left by the Gods of all generations.
If one wants to become the Divine Emperor but cannot even withstand such residual power for one night, then he is naturally not qualified.
This can also be considered as one of the methods to review the three heirs to the Divine Emperor.
Duanmu Jun laughed loudly upon hearing this: "You are right. This Divine Emperor Palace will be mine sooner or later. I will stay here for one night as a Divine Lord today. In the future, I will live here with the Saint Girl in my arms and enjoy it. Hahahaha… Great Elder, if you help me take the Divine Emperor throne tomorrow, I will never treat you unfairly in the future."
The Great Elder nodded in agreement, but his lowered eyelids concealed a cold look in his eyes.
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Night slowly fell, and only faint candlelight could be seen in the various palaces of the huge Divine Emperor Palace, while everything was completely silent.
The scope of the Palace of the Divine Emperor is extremely large and magnificent.
Ji Mingyu and his four companions moved in, each occupying a palace, but several palaces were still empty.
Duanmu Jun really wanted to bring in some beautiful women to serve him, listen to music and enjoy dance, but the real Divine Emperor had not yet arrived, and there was no one to dispel the remaining power of the Divine Emperor's Palace. It would be fine for the three of them who were in the upper divine realm to come in, but it would be a death wish for others with lower cultivation to come in.
So even if Duanmu Jun wanted to show off, he had no way to do so. He could only go to bed and wait for tomorrow.
Late at night, a figure slowly walked into the palace where Wei Zixi was and knocked on the door of the candlelit room.
There was no sound in the room, but the visitor still slowly opened the door, bowed slightly to Wei Zixi and said, "High Priest, I hope you don't mind disturbing you so late at night."
In the room, only two candles were lit. The wind from outside blew in, and the light and shadow swayed, falling on the young man in red sitting on the bench. (To be continued)