With stars surrounding the moon and gods welcoming them, the mighty team set out along the Ghost Gate and headed towards the east. Along the way, clouds of incense and fire condensed in the sky of the underworld, illuminating for thousands of miles.
The golden dragon transformed into a majestic deity wearing the robe of an emperor. His height reached more than ten feet and he looked like a giant. Everything around him seemed so small. The many ghosts and gods who came to greet him were now waiting respectfully beside him, crawling at his feet like a little man, not daring to be presumptuous in the slightest.
Emperor Changyue sat in a huge imperial chariot pulled by six dragons. Guarded by ghosts and gods in official robes, the emperor's majesty was revealed as clouds of incense and burning passed through the sky of the underworld.
No matter where you are from, even if you are thousands of miles away, you can see the huge momentum and the majestic emperor sitting on the clouds.
Emperor Changyue looked around and saw that all the faces coming to greet him were familiar ones. Those ministers who had passed away long ago had returned today and were guarding him.
This scene instantly reminded him of the past when he had conquered the world and annexed various nations. It made his blood boil and he couldn't help but feel deeply moved.
Emperor Changyue looked at Heavenly Master Zhang Heming and said, "Heavenly Master, you are here too!"
Heavenly Master Zhang Heming stepped on the clouds, flicked his whisk, and greeted with a smile: "Your Majesty, welcome back!"
In the far east, beneath the ground corresponding to the Yang Shichangyue Mountain, where evil spirits gather, a city similar to Yangjing but larger than Yangjing resides there.
Inside the city, one can see that all departments and offices are already complete. Many meritorious officials and generals who had followed Emperor Changyue to establish his rule over the world have already entered the city and put the Emperor Changyue city into operation.
A large number of ghosts who died in the Dongzhou world will not only rush to the Emperor Longqiu’s palace, but also rush to the foot of Changyue Mountain in the tens of thousands.
However, even so, the reincarnation of billions of creatures in Dongzhou cannot be fully functioning with just the Eastern Ghost Emperor and the Western Ghost Emperor. Without the two Ghost Emperors, the reincarnation of Dongzhou will not be complete.
There are many ghosts in the city, and outside the city there are millions of troops waiting, flags are flying like rain, and murderous aura is rising to the sky. Since the Pan Kingdom era, to the Great Pan Dynasty that ruled the world, all the fighting spirits left over from hundreds of years of war have gathered here.
The mighty army stretched all the way to the horizon. As Emperor Changyue and all the civil and military officials returned, they knelt on the ground. Millions of soldiers shouted in unison, and the shouts shook the earth.
"Welcome back Emperor Changyue!"
"Welcome back Emperor Changyue!"
"Welcome..."
The gate of the Emperor's Palace, which was a hundred feet high, opened wide, and ghosts, gods and underworld officials accompanied auspicious clouds and dragon chariots into the city. A pillar of light rose up into the sky, and a steady stream of incense and wishes from the world of the living transmitted down from the pillar of light, representing the status and power of Emperor Changyue.
The pillar of light connected to the earth, and that powerful force kept running towards the distance in the underworld, announcing that this vast land had a master. All nearby incense and blessed places, wandering ghosts and gods came to pay homage to the emperor.
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The bright moon led Emperor Changyue back to his throne. After entering the gate of hell, he saw the Xundu Academy in the underworld also flashing with dazzling light.
“Boom!”
“Boom!”
“Boom!”
Clear bell sounds rang out from the Palace of the First Sage, melodious and pleasant to the ears. The saints in the other three places also arrived in front of the Palace of the First Sage with their disciples driving chariots and stepping on the clouds.
The gate of the Palace of the Sage was wide open, and several schoolchildren stood in front of the gate, bowing and waiting respectfully.
Three beings radiating aura like immortals walked down and entered the Palace of the Ancient Saint.
A saint standing in the Palace of the First Saint turned around, and the three saints greeted him at the same time: "Greetings, Saint Feng!"
Feng Sheng walked forward and waved his sleeves. He saw the huge preaching jade slip that looked like a floating island emitting thousands of lights. The Spring and Autumn Tree that towered into the clouds swayed continuously. The incense and blazing sun in the sky shone thousands of miles away in an instant.
The saint who turned into a bright moon thousands of miles away was illuminated by the light and found the direction. He walked down the stairs formed by endless incense and landed in the Xundu Academy.
In Xundu Academy, thousands of students within the numerous mountains and vast halls stood up at the same time, guarding the academy's fifth saint as he reached the pinnacle.
One by one, the saints and students bowed to Tang Li and shouted his name. The congratulations resounded throughout the Xundu Academy. He walked under the scorching sun, his body like the bright moon, illuminating for thousands of miles.
Tang Li saw Fu Hou from afar. This childhood friend from the same hometown had now transformed into a young man with a beard and a scholar's robe. He was standing beside the Tongtian Steps and looking at him with a smile.
Tang Li also saw his teacher Ping Shang, his former fellow disciples, and the former sages who were listed on the altar of the Confucian Temple. A large number of familiar shadows were waiting on both sides of the heavenly steps to welcome Tang Li, the saint who created the prosperous era of literature and Taoism.
Finally, Tang Li stepped onto the Palace of the Ancient Sage. In front of the palace gate, four beings exuding infinite power and like divine beings had already been standing there. The literary and Taoist aura emanating from each of them was like the sea, reaching the sky and the earth, making it impossible to look directly at them.
The saint standing at the head of the group looked down at Tang Li and said, "From now on, you are the fifth saint of the Way of Literature. You will be worshipped for eternity, from generation to generation!"
As soon as the words were spoken, as if it was destined by the laws of heaven and earth, the vast energy of literature and Taoism poured into Tang Li's body. In an instant, Tang Li felt as if he had become one with the preaching jade slip and became a part of the preaching jade slip.
As long as this preaching jade slip is not destroyed and Xundu Academy is not destroyed, he will be able to rest in peace in this world.
The power and authority of this incense artifact began to transfer towards Tang Li, and it also became a symbol of Tang Li as a saint.
Tang Li raised his head at this time and finally saw the appearance of the four saints at the top: Saint Yi who looked a little majestic, Saint Yi who looked middle-aged, and Saint Zhuang who had a kind face like an old farmer.
Finally, his eyes fell on the young man standing in the first place, that was Feng Sheng, who founded the Xundu Academy.
The familiar look instantly made Tang Li feel as if he had returned to his youth, when he, Fu Hou and Gai Cang fled thousands of miles to Gaoyang, the capital of the Gao Kingdom.
I still can't figure out why I was chosen, but I can't forget the question the other party asked me.
"A great era is about to begin, and heroes will compete for supremacy. Not only will mortals and princes join in, vying for the position of the common leader of the human race who will unify the world, but even cultivators, warriors, witches and priests, as well as those great powers who have returned from ancient times, will join in, vying for the chance to achieve enlightenment."
“This is the cruelest era, but also an era full of opportunities!”
"Are you ready?"
In the blink of an eye, nearly two hundred years had passed, the world was unified again, and he brought the academy back to its peak.
Tang Li wore the same master's robe today, stood in front of him, bowed and said: "Feng Sheng! Student Tang Li has finally lived up to your trust!"
Feng Sheng showed a relieved smile on his face: "Good!"
Tang Li stepped forward and stood beside the four saints, standing in front of the Palace of the Sages on the top of the Xundu Academy.
Thousands of disciples and students of the academy shouted in unison, knelt on the ground and kowtowed to the five saints who were high above them. The vines of the Spring and Autumn Trees also blossomed at this moment, and the sea of flowers gathered into clouds and fell down, filling the entire academy with the fragrance of flowers.
Feng Sheng, who was standing in the first place, looked into the distance at this moment, as if he could penetrate this world and see through the past, present and future.
"This era has ended!"
"And the next era is about to begin!"