In the Thirty-Three Layered Heaven, ten thousand li from the Turquoise Pool.
Ye Xuan sat high on the Heavenly Emperor's throne, the expressions of the Jie Sect's group of Immortals brimming with excitement. All of them bowed in veneration toward Ye Xuan, while the other Immortals appeared pale, yet still rose from their meditation mats, all paying homage toward Ye Xuan, and even more began to shout the name of Heavenly Emperor Ye.
Clearly, when the Heavenly Sect Master issued the Saint's Decree, legitimizing Ye Xuan's claim to the Heavenly Emperor's throne, no one could possibly oppose the Saint's Decree—that would be tantamount to seeking death.
Below the Saint, all are mere ants; the will of a Saint must not be contravened. This was not just talk; it was an eternal iron law.
"Let all officials rise."
Ye Xuan wore a slight smile, his gaze sweeping over the group of Immortals in all directions. His voice was calm and unrippled, showing no sign that he felt any excitement.
