Chapter 597: Drawing the Ire of the Thunderstorm!

Within the Nine Thunders Arena, a surge of fiery passion rose only to be abruptly quelled.

A million Immortals from the Thunder Department had tensed, ready to support Bai Zijun with all their might.

Yet, with Bai Zijun’s swift demise upon his entry, their efforts fizzled out like punches in cotton, leaving them so aggrieved they could almost spit blood.

Nothing stung more than the swift, thunderous retribution that swelled the faces of the mighty at the very outset.

The sword that pierced through the throat rendered all prior mocking, slander, and ridicule of Yun Xiao meaningless.

Those words turned into bitter water in people's hearts.

What was once towering rage was met with a resounding slap, leaving their minds buzzing, utterly confounded.

“Bai Zijun, who's in the Celestial Expanse Realm, couldn’t even parry a single strike from Lu Yao…”

“After becoming the disciple of the Rank 2 Moon Sword Goddess, he dares to slay even the son of a Rank 3 Heavenly Officer in public!”

“Mark my words, that Moon Sword Goddess will be the next General Cao to fall victim to misfortune.”

“Such a calamity, and still someone blind to reason covets his talents?”

After a brief silence, the Immortals of the Thunder Department regained their senses, glaring fiercely at Yun Xiao, the bold outsider.

A storm of curses swept through once again.

The consensus was blunt and simple, “Lu Yao, what a fool!”

Such crude simplicity was the only outlet for their impotent rage.

The curses roared like a mountain tsunami.

Yun Xiao stood amidst the encircling lightning, looking up at the spectacle with awe.

“I, a mere mortal Emperor from the lower realm, have ascended to the Celestial Court and incited rage in 1,000,000 Immortals. This alone makes my life worthwhile.” The curses were like passing clouds to Yun Xiao, who listened with a slight smile, thoroughly enjoying the uproar.

A single person’s curse could annoy. Ten curses sparked anger. A hundred brought humiliation. But the curses of 1,000,000 made one a legend among men. This was a time of celebration.

Yet, Yun Xiao, to further provoke the crowd, extended a single middle finger. He placed that finger upon his lips, facing the 1,000,000 who cursed him, and softly whispered a shush.

In that moment, the Nine Thunders Arena fell into a sudden silence!

"Such arrogance!"

"With countless prodigies and Arbiters in the Thunder Department, is there none who can end him?"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

After the silence, a more savage and tumultuous wave of curses resumed.

Amid this maelstrom of 1,000,000 curses, Yun Xiao casually flicked his sleeves and made a stylish exit.

To him, Bai Zijun was merely the start of his day. A mere appetizer! He was a busy man!

Retreating from the thundercloud, Yun Xiao hovered in the sky, his spirit attuned to the heavens, and commenced his cultivation!

Every break between elimination rounds was a critical time for advancement.

The whirlwind potential of a Creator Immortal was on full display in the peak battles of the day!

With every battle, he changed!

At this moment, Yun Xiao stood at the heart of a thunderstorm, enduring the stern gazes of 1,000,000, unshaken as a mountain!

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"Little brother..." In the crowd, Bai Ling'er cradled the lifeless body of her brother, already weeping herself into a figure of tears.

Bai Zijun's blood stained her pure white dress.

The girl's delicate face, ethereal as a snow-white lotus, was now marred by tears like rain, her sorrowful visage wrenching the hearts of onlookers.

"Forget the Moon Sword Goddess, I will kill him myself! I'm not afraid of death!"

Around her, numerous prodigies from the Grand Firmament Academy had eyes blood red with rage. Had it not been for their elders holding them back, they might have truly charged at Yun Xiao to annihilate him together!

"Zijun was only 20 years old, what skill is there in bullying a child!"

"If he had faced Ling'er and the others, this vile creature would be torn to shreds!"

The hundreds of geniuses were furious, their desire to kill rising boundlessly, their eyes ablaze with murderous intent.

Just then, the crowd stirred.

"Brother Feng is here!"

The people cleared a path.

A youth, dreamy as the starry night, approached like the wind. Clad in blue, his lithe figure seemed touched by divinity, especially his eyes. They held no pupils but swirled with tiny tempests of azure that seemed to devour souls.

"Ling'er." Feng Qi crouched down, glanced at the lifeless Bai Zijun, and the storm in his eyes quickened, whipping up fierce winds around him, causing many to instinctively step back.

"Brother Feng." Bai Ling'er, heartbroken, leaned into Feng Qi's embrace, her tears flowing. "My little brother is so pitiful, my heart aches so."

"Be strong..." Feng Qi held her tightly, the tempest in his eyes growing more turbulent.

"Brother Feng, Ling'er, you must avenge Zijun!"

"The Nine Thunders Arena is a good opportunity!"

"You both are at the Perfect Celestial Expanse Realm, only such talents can deal with this scoundrel."

Nearby, the righteously indignant prodigies were eager.

Yet, Feng Qi remained calm. He gently patted Bai Ling'er's shoulder, saying, "Don't worry, I've already pressed my father to influence the Immortal Sword Court. As long as this fiend has no protection, he's as good as dead."

"Good..." Bai Ling'er wiped away her tears, softly adding, "With Stellar Margrave Feng Xuan taking action, I believe the Moon Sword Goddess will soon realize, this criminal is a disaster."

"Mhm." Feng Qi took her hand, continuing, "I suspect Cao Sheng has discarded this lad and now uses him to spite your father. If he's your next opponent, it's surely Cao Sheng’s doing. Don't face him; either delay or handle him outside the arena. He's too unpredictable, and I fear more trouble in the ring."

Bai Ling'er paused, murmuring, "Brother Feng, I’m in the Perfect Celestial Expanse Realm, and on a regular day, I handle Rank 6 Judicial Immortals easily. Yet, you're saying I should yield to him?"

"It’s not about fearing the 10,000 possibilities, but the one that happens. Before Zijun's debut, no one favored Lu Yao," Feng Qi spoke coolly.

"Understood..." Bai Ling'er sighed deeply. "It’s ridiculous, really. Our mighty Thunder Department, a place of righteousness, allows such a sinister, chaotic, shameless, and arrogant criminal to murder indiscriminately and roam free."

"Don’t worry." Feng Qi's eyes stormed. "Justice may be delayed, but it never fails to arrive."

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Atop the Celestial Thunder Formation, Cao Sheng cleared his throat, saying, "Bai Duo, to avoid any misunderstanding, let me clarify once more that I did not tamper with the order of the matches."

Bai Duo, his face shadowed and grim, ignored Cao Sheng, his gaze fixed on the arena.

Finding no amusement in the conversation, Cao Sheng shrugged and fell silent.

After a while, Bai Duo suddenly stood up and said to Bo Hong, "Excuse me for a moment."

Bo Hong grabbed his arm, asking, "Are you going to see the Moon Sword Goddess?"

"I fear Cao Sheng is ruthless enough to not spare even my daughter," Bai Duo replied in a low, cold voice.

"She’s much stronger than you think. This scoundrel isn’t that over the top, is he?" Bo Hong countered.

"I’m certain that the Sky Soaring City Sword Devil is this lad's doing," Bai Duo asserted gravely.

Upon hearing this, Bo Hong’s face darkened. Finally, he nodded, "Alright, go find her. Although this won’t spare her some hardships, at least it will rid us of this annoying nuisance sooner. I've had enough of this scoundrel too."

"Right." Without further hesitation, Bai Duo quietly left the White Jade Immortal Platform.

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Above the Nine Thunders Arena, amid the celestial clouds, a frosty sword maiden and a thunder enchantress stood proudly among the swirling winds. Their robes billowed and their long hair fluttered. Straight silver locks and curly violet strands interwove in the air.

The serene and charming presence of mature women was fully displayed in this moment.

The Moon Sword Goddess' silver eyes were fixed on Yun Xiao, who stood defiant before 1,000,000 Immortals.

"He's quite something, isn’t he?" Cao Shuo said proudly, her arms crossed.

"The talent is undeniable," the Moon Sword Goddess replied, pursing her lips and shaking her head. "But honestly, his character is lacking, a bit uneducated. With that temperament, he'll only face setbacks in the politicking of the Celestial Court. Unless he adjusts, his high talent will not save him from an early demise."

Cao Shuo, pursing her lips in displeasure, disagreed, "I see it differently. I like his resilience and arrogance; a man should be captivating like that."

The Moon Sword Goddess gave her a cold, mocking look. "Your taste is truly insufferable. What you admire isn’t called being a man; it’s being a dead man."