Lingxi swayed and rushed to David’s side in an instant. She couldn’t say a word and threw herself into his arms, hugging him tightly. All the long-suppressed longing surged up.
“You’ve finally come I thought I’d never see you again.”
She buried her face in David’s shoulder, her voice trembling slightly.
David reached out and put his arm around her waist, a nonchalant smile playing on his lips: “I finally managed to find some time to come over and see my woman.”
For the next few days, David stayed in the God King Palace to accompany Ling tide.
During the day, I would accompany her to see all the mountains and rivers of the Eight Heavens, and at night we would stay together and keep each other company. We lived a relaxed and carefree life.
The calm did not last long.
That afternoon, a deafening roar echoed in the distant sky, and dozens of powerful auras swept towards the Divine King Palace. A large number of cultivators arrived in the air on magical artifacts, their banners fluttering, clearly there to provoke a fight and seize the treasure.
Lingxi frowned as she stood on the platform, gazing at the countless enemy figures in the sky. She turned to David and smiled bitterly, “Recently, many extraterrestrial forces have been eyeing the treasures hidden in the Divine King’s Palace. They come to harass us every few days. We kill one batch, and another batch comes. It’s endless.”
David leaned against a pillar in the hall, arms crossed, and casually glanced at the countless cultivators. He chuckled and said, “Leave this little trouble to me, and I’ll clear things up in no time.”
Lingxi wanted to give a few more words of advice, but David had already slowly stepped out of the Divine King Palace and stood in mid-air.
The invading cultivators were a dense, dark mass, numbering over a thousand, with their leaders being renowned Celestial Immortals of the Eighth Heaven.
They sized up David, but couldn’t discern any profound cultivation level. They only felt that this person had an ordinary aura, like an insignificant attendant in the God King’s Palace.
The leader, a cultivator in a purple robe, burst into laughter: “Does God King Lingxi have no one else to rely on? He actually sent out such an unknown junior to block us?”
“Be sensible and ask Lingxi to hand over the resources and treasures, and we might spare her life!”
The surrounding cultivators joined in the laughter, their mocking voices rising and falling.
David slowly raised his eyes, a mocking smile on his lips: “You bunch of ants dare to covet the Divine King Palace. To tell you the truth, I could kill you all here with a single breath.”
The purple-robed cultivator laughed even more arrogantly: “Where did this madman come from, spouting such nonsense! You think you can take me down with one move?” As he spoke, he was about to activate his magic.
David let out a soft breath.
There were no earth-shattering spells, no dazzling spiritual light, just a simple exhale.
But this wisp of energy, carrying the origin of chaos, swept across the entire sky.
The bodies and souls of the thousands of invading cultivators were instantly dissolved, turning into dust that scattered across the sky and the world.
The purple-robed celestial being who had just been shouting was now frozen in mid-air, his wild laughter frozen, his eyes filled with horror, as if his soul was about to fly away.
He didn’t even have time to utter a cry of alarm before he turned around and tried to flee for his life.
David didn’t even lift his eyelids, giving him a faint glance.
A wisp of invisible Daoist energy broke through the air and arrived.
puff.
The purple-robed cultivator instantly disintegrated on the spot.
The world fell silent instantly.
Lingxi stood on the platform, completely stunned. She quickly flew to David’s side, her eyes filled with disbelief: “David what realm are you at now?”
David shrugged and smiled casually: “Just a first-rank Immortal Lord.”
Lingxi’s mind went completely blank.
The highest realm in the Eighth Heaven is said to be Celestial Immortal. She had never heard of the terms Celestial Lord or Immortal Lord before and had no concept of them. She only knew that what had just happened was something she could not possibly do.
David raised his right hand, and a chaotic light flowed in his palm, slowly spreading out the true essence of the Dao.
Buzz—
The entire Eighth Heaven was in turmoil as the rules of heaven and earth trembled violently.
He raised his hand and gently waved it, quietly modifying the Heavenly Laws and Precepts of the Eighth Heaven.
The immense sound transmission resounded throughout every inch of the Eight Heavens, reaching the ears of every cultivator.
“The Divine King’s Palace is under my protection. Anyone who dares to harbor covetous thoughts and raise an army to invade will be directly punished by Heaven, and their soul and body will be destroyed.”
Throughout the entire Eighth Heaven, countless cultivators and tribes, no matter where they were, were all shaken to their core. They knelt down and kowtowed towards the direction of the Divine King Palace, filled with awe and no longer daring to harbor any evil thoughts.
With the matter settled, David planned to return to the Twenty-Seventh Heaven.
Lingxi tugged at his sleeve, her eyes filled with reluctance, and softly said, “Are you leaving? Can you stay with me one last time?”
Inside the hall, curtains hung lightly, creating an atmosphere of tender intimacy.
Lingxi was immersed in it, her mind soaring to the clouds. At the most blissful moment, she vaguely saw David’s figure gradually becoming transparent.
David looked down at her with a faint smile, his figure completely dissipating in the hall, tearing through the void, and stepping back into the void passage leading to the twenty-seventh heaven.
Lingxi was left alone in the God King’s Palace, staring at the empty hall, lost in thought for a long time.