I was just making up techniques… how did all of you become Emperors? Chapter 678 678: Finale

"The host's disciple has achieved the status of the first human Divine King on the Hongyuan Continent, drawing immense destiny into his being. As a reward, the host gains the chance to embrace the Heavenly Mandate. The host can opt to accept it or decline."

In the Wendao Sect, Chu Feng caught the familiar yet long-absent voice of the System Brother and instinctively wondered: "Why isn't the Heavenly Mandate coming down straight this time?"

System: "The Heavenly Mandate manifests as a beam of destiny from the Ninth Heaven. This system merely handles its reception and direction, not its absorption."

Chu Feng grasped it right away. It appeared the system couldn't take on the Heavenly Mandate on its own—only his consent would allow the uptake. He promptly decided: "I opt to embrace the Heavenly Mandate."

Having journeyed this far, backing away made no sense. Venturing into wider realms alone promised sights of greater splendor.

"Eighty-one days from now, the Heavenly Mandate will arrive. Kindly ready yourself to accept it, host."

With those words, the system vanished as always, showing no further signs. Chu Feng chose not to press it further. For the coming eighty-one days, his sole aim was to spend quality time with his family and say goodbyes to his disciples.

On that same day, he gathered his wives and longtime companions at the Wendao Sect for a lavish feast.

Once the drinks had flowed thrice, Old Man Meng broke the silence first: "Little Feng, after our century apart, I never dreamed you'd risen to Divine Emperor. Your master pales in comparison."

Chu Feng replied smilingly: "Master overestimates me. Had it not been for Master's protection back then, this disciple wouldn't stand here today. That encounter reshaped my entire path."

Old Man Meng pondered those words deeply, memories from centuries past flooding back. He sipped his wine and inquired: "Little Feng, are you planning to take on the Heavenly Mandate?"

The question hung in the air, drawing all eyes to Chu Feng—filled with wonder, hope, and a touch of sorrow.

Chu Feng affirmed with a nod: "Yes. I've resolved to shoulder the Heavenly Mandate and rise to the Ninth Heaven."

Even before his sentence ended, the hall grew utterly still.

Click!

A chopstick clattered from someone's grasp amid the guests, the noise snapping the assembly from their daze.

Chu Feng lifted his cup anew: "Enough of that talk. Let's toast—seize the moment while the wine flows..."

"Cheers!"

"Cheers!"

As the feast concluded, Chu Feng retired to bed alongside his two wives. Though they hadn't reached Divine King level, they were close, and their forms bore no strain.

For a cultivator like Chu Feng, eighty-one days flew by in an instant, yet he'd prepared well in advance. On this fateful day, no hesitation gripped him, nor did he offer special farewells.

At dawn, violet energy surged from the east over the Wendao Sect, spanning thousands of li. The whole Hongyuan Continent draped itself in purple haze. This spectacle inevitably roused the mighty figures among the hundred races. Witnessing such omens at the Wendao Sect deepened their dread of it even more.

Chu Feng perched atop the sect's loftiest summit. Numerous associates from the Wendao Sect, Sacred Academy, and Wendao Academy gathered to witness his ascent.

He lifted his gaze skyward gradually. After what felt like ages, beams of nine-hued immortal radiance cascaded from above, each infused with ultimate destiny.

Zhen Shen Wang gasped at the sight: "The Heavenly Mandate descends! Little Feng, swiftly unveil your True God totems to receive it. Absorb as many as possible."

At his urging, twelve True God totems materialized behind Chu Feng. With every totem's emergence, the creatures across Hongyuan Continent yielded in reverence.

The nine-colored immortal radiance bathed the True God totems, infusing them with vitality. Over the ensuing days, the twelve totems evolved into twelve immortal figures, mirroring their forms yet distinct from Chu Feng himself.

Meanwhile, the celestial omens faded. A celestial staircase emerged slowly in the firmament. Chu Feng's eyes fluttered open as he gestured to the assembly: "We'll reunite in the Ninth Heaven, all of you."

Then, he ascended the staircase step by deliberate step. Upon attaining its peak, a luminous portal shimmered ahead. As Chu Feng crossed the portal, the staircase dissolved from the sky, leaving no trace behind.

Back on Hongyuan Continent, the onlookers stared at the vanishing act, lost in stunned silence for what seemed eternity.

Zhen Shen Wang finally declared: "Qiankun Immortal Emperor has ascended triumphantly. Now, spirit rain will fall to grace the Wendao Sect. Let us cultivate in harmony."

All agreed with nods, settling into cross-legged meditation right there to soak in the spirit rain.

In that instant, Xiao Chen, Cao Youqian, Chu Yuzhi, Chu Yingjin, and their peers shared a single resolve: We too shall claim the Heavenly Mandate, soar to the Heavenly Realm, and reunite with Master/Father...

(The End)

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