Skylaw Continent.
Northern Domain.
Great Havenlaw Domain.
With the emergence of the Ancient Haven Palace, powerful figures and prodigies from all major forces of Skylaw Continent had gathered at Great Havenlaw Domain.
However, upon arrival, they discovered that Great Havenlaw Domain had undergone a drastic transformation—it had been renamed Heavenly Sovereign Manor, now under the rule of multiple Heavenly Supremes.
At the same time, they learned that this Heavenly Sovereign Manor was founded by none other than the audacious and domineering Heavenly Sovereign Zhou Yi, who sought to overturn the status quo and claim Skylaw Continent for himself.
Previously, Lu Fang and others had been ordered to relay Zhou Yi's decree: from this day forward, Skylaw Continent belonged to Heavenly Sovereign Manor.
Though none of them had personally met Zhou Yi, his name and his unfathomable might were already known far and wide.
Seeing the renaming of Great Havenlaw Domain, they naturally assumed that it had always been under the influence of Heavenly Sovereign Manor.
It was simply that Zhou Yi had grown impatient with its slow progress—so he had decided to take matters into his own hands.
Thus—
The three hegemonic forces of Skylaw Continent's Northern Region—Purple Cloud Sect, Thunder Mountain, and Golden Eagle Manor—immediately informed their respective backers: the Purple Qi Spiritual Cave, Thunder Temple, and Dragon Scripture Cave, three of the continent's top-tier factions.
Receiving this news, these superpowers dared not act carelessly. After all, even Lu Fang—who had been but a messenger—was an Immortal-Grade Heavenly Supreme.
As the Lord of Heavenly Sovereign Manor, Zhou Yi's cultivation was undoubtedly on par with—or even beyond—that level.
Thus—
The Purple Qi Spiritual Cave's Sect Master, Sage Zi Qi, the Thunder Temple's Master, Reverend Thunder, and the Dragon Scripture Sect's Overlord, Emperor Dragon Scripture, personally led their forces to Skylaw Continent.
And not just from the Northern Region—across all regions of Skylaw Continent, the hidden behemoths behind every major faction began converging upon Great Havenlaw Domain.
Originally, Great Havenlaw Domain had only a Lesser Earthly Supreme as its strongest expert.
Now, it had become a gathering place for countless Earthly Supremes and over a dozen Heavenly Supremes.
A truly terrifying assembly.
"Where is the Heavenly Sovereign? Didn't he declare he would overturn the entire Skylaw Continent? Why hasn't he shown himself? Has he become a coward?"
A cold voice rang out, making the air plummet in temperature.
At the sound of this voice, even the powerful Earthly Supremes and Heavenly Supremes present could not suppress a flicker of fear in their eyes.
Amidst the eerie void, enshrouded in ghostly mist, sat a man clad in black robes upon a throne of bones.
His complexion was deathly pale, his eyes sunken, and his ashen pupils exuded an ominous aura of death.
This was none other than the Ghost Emperor of the Ghostly Spirit Clan—a mid-stage Immortal-Grade Heavenly Supreme.
Even in the presence of so many powerful beings, this level of strength placed him among the absolute elite.
After all, many superpowers had only a few Spiritual-Grade Heavenly Supremes, and those with an Immortal-Grade Heavenly Supreme were already considered formidable.
A mid-stage Immortal-Grade Heavenly Supreme was undoubtedly a top-tier existence.
Among all the Immortal-Grade Heavenly Supremes present, only one or two might have reached the late stage.
"Why are you in such a rush? My husband will appear when it is time."
A calm yet imposing voice responded.
The speaker was Qing Yanjing, clad in flowing azure robes, her tall, graceful figure exuding an air of supreme elegance and dominance.
"Hah! A mere Spiritual-Grade dares to act so arrogantly?"
The Ghost Emperor sneered, his Immortal-Grade Heavenly Supreme aura surging as he attempted to crush Qing Yanjing under its pressure.
Scoffing, he added:
"What, is the so-called 'Heavenly Sovereign' only capable of hiding behind a woman?"
"Ghost Emperor, don't be so arrogant!"
A thunderous voice interrupted as Lu Fang stepped forward.
Though merely an early-stage Immortal-Grade Heavenly Supreme, he was bound to Zhou Yi's will and could not allow the Lady of Heavenly Sovereign Manor to be humiliated.
"Lu Fang, there is no need to be hasty."
A towering white-robed figure blocked Lu Fang—the White Tiger King of White Tiger Gorge.
An early-stage Immortal-Grade Heavenly Supreme, his aura alone exuded a natural dominance.
Many present were unconvinced by Zhou Yi's brazen declaration of supremacy over Skylaw Continent, and they saw this as an opportunity to challenge Heavenly Sovereign Manor's authority.
"What now? Are you declaring war against Heavenly Sovereign Manor?"
Lu Fang refused to back down.
He had personally witnessed Zhou Yi's terrifying power.
These people were absolutely no match for him.
And having suffered firsthand under Zhou Yi's Binding Curse, he dared not hold back—lest he face retribution.
As the auras of multiple Heavenly Supremes erupted, even the gathered Earthly Supremes and Supreme cultivators felt suffocated, as if they were mere leaves adrift in a storm.
"The entire continent is descending into chaos…"
In the Eastern Region, the ruler of the Grand Xia Dynasty, Emperor Xia, clenched his fists in frustration.
Previously, all major factions had agreed that no Heavenly Supreme would interfere in Skylaw Continent.
With his Greater Earthly Supreme cultivation, he had once stood at the peak of the Eastern Region.
But now—
With Zhou Yi's arrival, Heavenly Supremes had emerged one after another.
What use was an Earthly Supreme anymore?
Many once-mighty factions now found themselves reduced to mere spectators.
Rumble—!
Just as battle was about to erupt between the Ghost Emperor, the White Tiger King, and the Heavenly Supremes of Heavenly Sovereign Manor—
The void shattered.
The Ancient Haven Palace slowly emerged.
"The palace has appeared!"
The oppressive atmosphere instantly dissipated as all eyes turned toward the palace.
As the gathered powerhouses prepared to force open the spatial barrier and rush in—
A figure appeared before the Ancient Haven Palace.
A man, his arm around a slender woman's waist.
"Who are they?!"
"Did they just come out of the palace? Have they already claimed the Heavenly Emperor's inheritance?!"
"That girl… isn't she Mandala, the former ruler of Great Havenlaw Domain?!"
"Then that means… the man beside her is—"
"The Heavenly Sovereign himself!"
Gasps filled the air.
In an instant, all eyes locked onto Zhou Yi and Mandala.
If they had truly emerged from the palace—
Then the Heavenly Emperor's inheritance was already in Zhou Yi's hands!
"Heavenly Sovereign! Hand over the inheritance! The Heavenly Emperor belonged to all of us—you dare hoard his legacy?!"
The Ghost Emperor was the first to step forward, his greed barely concealed.
"That's right! The inheritance should be shared among us!"
One by one, the Immortal-Grade Heavenly Supremes joined the chorus, their eyes fixed on Zhou Yi.
But Zhou Yi, ignoring them completely, walked calmly to Qing Yanjing, Jiu You, and the others.
He smiled.
"I'm back."
"You all have worked hard during this time!"
"It's good that you're back!"
Qing Yanjing smiled warmly, her elegance and grace unparalleled, exuding an aura of timeless beauty.
Jiu You pouted as she clung to Zhou Yi's arm, her tone filled with grievance.
"You finally decided to return! They bullied us!"
"Who dares bully my women? Are they tired of living?"
Zhou Yi's expression darkened as his gaze swept over the crowd, his voice brimming with fury.
"So what if it was me?"
The Ghost Emperor, who had been ignored by Zhou Yi, had long been simmering with rage. Seeing Zhou Yi's arrogance, he directly spoke up.
After all, it was indeed him who had attacked Qing Yanjing. With so many witnesses, denying it was pointless—it was better to admit it openly.
Otherwise, others might think he was afraid of Zhou Yi!
"So what?"
Zhou Yi turned his gaze toward the Ghost Emperor, a brilliant smile curling his lips. Yet, everyone felt a chill run down their spine.
The next moment—
Zhou Yi vanished.
The Ghost Emperor's hairs stood on end as he unleashed the power of a mid-stage Immortal-Grade Heavenly Supreme. However, a single, effortless hand shattered through his defenses and seized him by the throat.
"Impossible!"
The Ghost Emperor's eyes widened in shock. He was a mid-stage Immortal-Grade Heavenly Supreme! Even a late-stage Immortal-Grade expert wouldn't be able to take him down in a single move.
Unless…
A terrifying thought flashed through his mind. His mouth opened in horror as he stammered:
"You… you're a Saint—"
Crack!
Before he could finish the word, everyone watched in terror as his neck twisted violently.
Not just his neck—
His entire head was wrenched off.
Hiss!
A wave of gasps echoed across the battlefield.
Whether they were Heavenly Supremes, Earthly Supremes, or even regular Supremes, every single person felt an uncontrollable shiver run through them.
That was the Ghost Emperor—a mid-stage Immortal-Grade Heavenly Supreme!
A fearsome existence in the Great Thousand World.
Yet he was decapitated like a mere chicken, utterly powerless.
Terrifying.
Utterly monstrous.
Not human.
Of course, a Heavenly Supreme possessed incredible vitality. Even if their physical body was destroyed, as long as their spiritual energy remained, they could instantly reconstruct their form.
Thus, despite being beheaded, the Ghost Emperor was not fatally wounded.
But the next moment—
Zhou Yi clenched his fist in the void.
"No—!"
The Ghost Emperor's terrified voice rang out across space—a cry from his very soul. Yet, Zhou Yi remained unmoved as his fingers tightened.
Boom!
The entire space where the Ghost Emperor stood shattered. His body, his soul—everything was obliterated. He was completely erased from existence.
In that instant—
The world fell into dead silence. Countless people felt a deep, bone-chilling fear.
"Who else?"
Zhou Yi's gaze swept over the crowd. Dozens of Heavenly Supremes trembled, not a single one daring to meet his eyes. They all lowered their heads, shifting their gazes away.
The White Tiger King's body quivered, sweat drenching his palms and back.
He was an Immortal-Grade Heavenly Supreme!
Yet, at this moment, he was paralyzed with fear.
His heart pounded wildly.
"Him too!"
Jiu You's crisp voice rang out as she pointed directly at the White Tiger King.
The White Tiger King shuddered violently and cried out,
"Heavenly Sovereign, spare me! I never laid a hand on the madam—"
Before he could finish, Zhou Yi stretched out his hand and clenched the void.
The White Tiger King's words caught in his throat. His eyes filled with fear and desperate pleading.
Boom!
Like a firework bursting in the night sky—radiant and resounding—the White Tiger King was crushed into oblivion, following in the Ghost Emperor's footsteps.
In mere moments—
A mid-stage and an early-stage Immortal-Grade Heavenly Supreme had fallen, leaving every powerhouse present in absolute shock.
"Amitabha."
The head of the Thunder Temple, Reverend Thunder, pressed his hands together and solemnly chanted a Buddhist verse.
"Congratulations, Sovereign, on advancing to Saint-Grade. The Thunder Temple shall withdraw from the Skylaw Continent!"
Only a Saint-Grade Heavenly Supreme could so effortlessly annihilate an Immortal-Grade Supreme.
Which meant—
Zhou Yi had ascended to Saint-Grade Heavenly Supreme.
"Congratulations, Heavenly Sovereign, on reaching Saint-Grade. The Purple Qi Spiritual Cave shall also withdraw from the Skylaw Continent!"
The sect master of Purple Qi Spiritual Cave, Sage Zi Qi, spoke on behalf of the Purple Cloud Sect.
The Purple Cloud Sect was merely a subordinate force they had nurtured. In this gathering, they had no right to speak.
"Congratulations, Heavenly Sovereign, on reaching Saint-Grade. The Dragon Sculpture Cavern shall withdraw from the Skylaw Continent!"
The sect master of the Dragon Scripture Cave, Emperor Dragon Scripture, also announced his stance.
Though the difference between Immortal-Grade and Saint-Grade seemed like a single rank, it was an insurmountable chasm—like the difference between heaven and earth.
As the three supreme overlords of the Eastern Region withdrew their backing, the other major powers across different domains followed suit.
The Danyang Mountain's Danyang Ancestor.
The Dark Abyss City's Lord Ghost Abyss.
The Purple Thunder Immortal Sect's Reverend Purple Thunder.
One after another, the great sects of the Skylaw Continent made their declarations.
With so many Heavenly Supremes conceding, everyone understood—
From this day forth, the Skylaw Continent had a new ruler.
The Heavenly Sovereign of the Heavenly Sovereign Manor.
With the continent now claimed, only the legacy of the Ancient Haven Palace remained.
Zhou Yi extended his hand toward the Ancient Haven Palace.
Under countless stunned gazes, the vast palace flew toward him on its own.
"The Heavenly Emperor has entrusted the Ancient Haven Palace to me," Zhou Yi announced. "I have already reforged it into my ultimate treasure. From this day forward, it shall be the seat of my Heavenly Sovereign Manor!"
His voice carried across the land.
"In six months, the Heavenly Sovereign Manor shall officially open. You are all welcome to attend!"
Silence.
The Skylaw Continent was lost. Now, even the Ancient Haven Palace's legacy had been taken.
All their years of effort had been for nothing. They had come here for nothing.
The gathered Heavenly Supremes were unwilling to accept this outcome.
But Zhou Yi was a Saint-Grade Heavenly Supreme. None of them had the courage to challenge him.
In the end—
Led by Reverend Thunder, the crowd reluctantly agreed and left with heavy hearts.
As the supreme forces departed, the only ones remaining were the peak factions of the Skylaw Continent.
The Divine Pavilion, the Netherworld Palace, the Celestial Hall, the Myriad Saints Mountain, the Demon Sect, the Serpent God Temple, the Great Xia Empire, the Sacred Demon Palace, and others.
All of these factions were led by Earthly Supremes, but unlike the forces backed by superpowers, they had no higher authority to retreat to. Their roots were here, in the Skylaw Continent.
Unlike the Purple Cloud Sect, Thunder Mountain, and Golden Eagle Manor—whose backers had withdrawn, forcing them to follow.
Thus—
One by one, they stepped forward to offer their congratulations and declare their allegiance.
However, there was one exception.
The Sacred Demon Palace.
At this moment—
The Palace Master of the Sacred Demon Palace, Lu Heng, was silently retreating.
"Stop right there!"
Mandala's cold shout sent a shiver through the crowd, striking fear into their hearts.
After all, the superpowers had all left.
The strongest remaining figures were merely Perfected Earthly Supremes.
Every Heavenly Supreme present belonged to Zhou Yi.
"You traitor! Betraying the Heavenly Emperor—you deserve death!"
The indifferent voice echoed through the space, instantly causing Lu Heng's soul to tremble in terror. He no longer hesitated—his spiritual power erupted as his body transformed into a blood-red flood dragon.
Lu Heng's true form was that of an Ancient Blood Flood Dragon, once the mount of the Heavenly Emperor. Yet, during the great war of antiquity, Lu Heng had fled the battlefield in cowardice, even launching a sneak attack on Mandala, leaving her cursed.
Now, in his true form, he lashed out with his dragon tail, shattering space in an attempt to escape.
Whoosh!
But at that very instant, a pristine, jade-like hand descended from the heavens, gripping Lu Heng's throat like a mere snake and lifting him into the air.
No matter how he struggled, it was utterly futile.
Hiss!
"Is this the power of a Heavenly Supreme?!"
"Terrifying!"
The gathered Earthly Supremes were utterly horrified. They were no strangers to Mandala, but now that she had ascended to Heavenly Supreme, their hearts were filled with reverence and envy.
Seeing a fellow Earthly Supreme like Lu Heng captured so effortlessly only deepened their fear.
"Spare me! For the sake of our past service to the Heavenly Emperor, grant me mercy!"
Lu Heng pleaded desperately.
"This creature was once the Heavenly Emperor's mount. Yet he fled the battlefield, and after the Emperor's fall, he ambushed me, leaving me gravely wounded. Tell me—how should such a traitor be punished?"
Mandala's fingers tightened around Lu Heng's throat as she swept her gaze across the crowd.
"To think he had such a history—deserting in battle and betraying his comrades? He deserves nothing less than death!"
The Emperor of the Great Xia Dynasty declared in a thunderous voice.
"Death!"
"He deserves death!"
The powerhouses of the various factions echoed in unison.
Boom!
Mandala's fingers clenched, and in an instant, Lu Heng's body exploded—his very soul annihilated.
The difference between an Earthly Supreme and a Heavenly Supreme was simply too vast.
Crushing Lu Heng was no different from squashing an ant.
With the matter settled, the peak factions paid their respects to Zhou Yi before gradually departing.
Zhou Yi placed the Ancient Haven Palace above the Great Havenlaw Domain, establishing it as the headquarters of the Heavenly Sovereign Manor.
At the same time—
News of Zhou Yi's ascension to Saint-Grade Heavenly Supreme, his inheritance of the Heavenly Emperor's legacy, and his decisive slaughter of two Immortal-Grade Heavenly Supremes spread like wildfire across the Great Thousand World.
Due to his presence in the Great Havenlaw Domain, many mistakenly believed he had personally founded it. Thus, the world began to refer to him as the Great Havenlaw Heavenly Sovereign.
Once the Ancient Haven Palace was settled, Zhou Yi gathered Qing Yan Jing, Jiu You, and the others, indulging in moments of leisure within the grand palace—hot springs, forests, rock gardens, flower fields…
Their footprints graced every corner.
As he gazed at Qing Yan Jing, Jiu You, Mandala, Celestial Fox, Fire Meier, and Liu Baihua, Zhou Yi spoke with a smile:
"Now that I have established my dominion, I plan to marry you all on the day the Heavenly Sovereign Manor is officially founded. What do you think?"
"I have no objections."
Qing Yanjing nodded gently.
"I knew you were the best!" Zhou Yi embraced her and kissed her deeply.
"Hmph! So I'm not good enough?"
Jiu You pouted in jealousy.
"You're all good!"
Neither Jiu You nor Mandala objected. As for the others, they wouldn't dare—not that their opinions would change anything.
Especially Liu Baihua.
Given her recent good behavior, Zhou Yi decided to grant her a place among them. After all, whether he married five or six made no difference.
She was merely an extra.
"Yi, with your growing fame, my presence here will soon be exposed. The elders of the Ancient Buddha Clan and Maha Tian may come to stir trouble."
Qing Yanjing expressed her concern.
"Don't worry. With me here, anyone who dares cause trouble will serve as an example to the world."
Zhou Yi smirked, pulling Qing Yanjing into his embrace, his hand slipping beneath her robes, his grip firm yet gentle. His eyes gleamed sharply as he declared:
"Two Immortal-Grade Heavenly Supremes weren't nearly enough as a warning!"
With that, he lifted Qing Yanjing onto his lap, causing her body to shudder slightly.
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