Emperor Star.
Federation Center.
Supre Council.
This is a realm of chaos, an entire uncharted Star River chaos was forcibly squeezed into it by imnse power.
"[Emperor] has appeared on Ancestor Star, what do you think?" A figure sat at the highest point of the chaos.
"Including [Emperor], four original emblems have already appeared in this era; it is truly an era of great competition."
This figure is frail, overlooking nurous stars being engulfed by chaos, voice filled with compassion.
"Hmph! What does contention have to do with you all? Don’t think I don’t know; you’ve already planned your escape route, those neither human nor ghost creatures of Boundary Land reserved spots for you!"
A towering figure stood up, and with his rise, the entire chaos seed intimidated by his pressure, space wildly shaking.
"You should respect them, they are the esteed ancestors of my Human Race!" The high-seated figure voiced displeasure.
The majestic figure was dismissive.
"Esteed ancestors, my foot! Ask them now, do they dare face Ancestor Star?"
"I don’t care what you’re doing, Ancestor Star is the foundation of my Human Race, now a native human has obtained the [Emperor] title emblem, indicating Ancestor Star’s rise!"
"If anyone else speaks nonsense about using Ancestor Star as a consumable, don’t bla for not being rciful."
The man’s voice was domineering, tyrannical, his words making those who initially intended to speak all sit down, these three are the supre of the Federation now, when they speak, others have no qualification to participate in the discussion.
The initial two figures also refrained from speaking further.
"Value only erges from manifesting talent, let us see how far he can go."
"Soon, the martial exams begin, fortune rises, Douluo Palace appears, by then, the prodigies of other races will also go to Ancestor Star, I truly hope [Emperor] remains undefeated."
The first figure who spoke descended from the chaos.
Continued, "In the end, it’s the [Emperor] title emblem, left by the Martial Gods, warn those families, entities linked to the Martial Gods are not theirs to ddle with!"
"What should be done, what should not be done, let them think properly."
As the words fell, his figure dispersed into the chaos.
"The original emblem is not only a symbol of talent, but holds greater significance for the Human Race, seal the news, and aside from those prodigies qualified to touch, commoners have no right to know [Emperor]’s identity."
The figure overlooking the starlight casually ordered.
"What if he is willing?"
"What if the [Emperor] titled emblem wants everyone to know?"
"What if he likes equality among beings, and despises the so-called superiority?"
The majestic figure spoke with no rcy.
"Seems I forgot to consider personal thoughts, if he truly thinks that way, let him co here and personally tell ."
The figure softly spoke, and suddenly myriad starlights dimd.
"I have given respect to the Martial Gods, do you still want to show reverence to a Peeping Branch Realm... hehe, respectfully?"
The Martial Arts Dao’s initial emblems symbolize talent, symbolize recognition, yet through the past, it seems there’s a curse entwining the initial emblem, none have ever truly reached the end.
This is one of the Human Race’s greatest secrets, only the Supre and the backing Elder Council have the right to know.
They are acknowledged by the Martial Gods, becoming the pride of the Human Race, but in the eyes of so true paramounts, without reaching the final step, all is in vain.
They acknowledge the words ’Martial Gods,’ providing initial emblems with the utmost respect, but it is rely respect!
The figure chuckled lightly, then suddenly disappeared.
Only the majestic figure stood amidst the chaos, his eyes dazzling like the sun at noon, anger surging, where his gaze landed, chaos tore apart, his body’s aura gushing forth, as if mountains and rivers reversed.
"Everything owed to him shall not be lacking."
He spoke in a deep voice, like the sound of a great bell, as it descended, in the chaos, figures bowed in salute and then swiftly retreated.
The majestic figure walked out of the chaos at this mont, in a few steps, he appeared outside the Ancestor Star.
He gazed at the blue planet beneath the Star Sky Great Wall, his eyes dull and indifferent.
"In those years, I was insignificant, couldn’t preserve the Heaven-Reaching Dao Lineage, it’s what I owe you."
"Now, the [Emperor] titled emblem is your student, I am pleased, whether you hate , or unwilling to see , it matters not, but you will forever be my ’Senior Brother’!"
...
Zhou Wuliang sat in the inner chamber, slightly tilting his head to gaze at the sun outside the window, eyes complex, thoughts unknown.
"Teacher..."
Su Tu softly spoke from across him, unexpectedly causing him to shiver.
"Good, very good!!"
Though Zhou Wuliang claid satisfaction verbally, he abruptly stood up from his seat, directly avoiding Su Tu’s direction.
This display made Su Tu sowhat bewildered.
He just returned to North Sea today, the rewards from the Training Camp were promptly granted, initially so processes were obstructed, but suddenly progressed smoothly, all rewards will be uniformly distributed in seven days.
There was supposed to be a ceremony or so, but his little aunt called, saying she’s returning to Ancestor Star today and wanted to take him to dinner, Su Tu originally had no interest in such ceremonies, so he used this reason to return directly to North Sea.
It’s worth ntioning that Su Tu’s [Emperor] titled emblem identity was not extensively spread, yet his title of being first in the Training Camp was widely reported.
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