Chapter 556: The Eastern Emperor Emerges from the Gate

The primeval world, Eastern Emperor Palace.

The sleeping hall's great doors, which have not opened for ten thousand years, remain tightly shut today.

On the massive ten‑thousand‑year warm jade bed inside the hall, the white‑robed youth who had been lying flat flicked his eyelashes gently.

Then, he slowly opened his eyes.

His eyes were as deep as abysses; in the deepest part of his pupils a vague, grayish bell‑shaped phantom rotated, then all the strange phenomena withdrew, turning back into a clarity tinged with a sickly weakness.

Gu Yuan sat up and flexed his fingers.

In the Great Dream of Ten Thousand Ages simulation, he used his divine thought to model the operation of 123 celestial veins of the True Immortal Realm over a hundred million times, even comprehending more than thirty percent of the Temporal Path contained within the Eastern Emperor Clock.

The reason he could comprehend so much of the Temporal Path.

In a sense, it also relates to the myriad Light Lamps of Time he has gathered. One could say.

Gu Yuan now walks the Path of Time, far ahead of all other Paths!

Yet in this mortal form, he is still a frail Golden Crow of the early Golden Immortal Realm.

"Ten thousand years."

Gu Yuan whispered to himself.

He lifted the brocade quilt from his body, bare feet stepping onto the icy jade stone floor.

Beyond the great hall, the vast power of the stars was violently trembling.

Looking up, through the crystal dome of the Eastern Emperor Palace, one could see three hundred sixty‑five colossal dark‑golden banners standing above the nine heavens.

Each massive banner resembled an ancient divine mountain reaching heaven and earth; its surface embroidered with the celestial constellations of the Zhou heavens, emitting dazzling starlight that echoed the myriad stars.

At the very center, a Sun‑Star banner forged entirely from Great Sun Golden Essence hung high in the sky like an ever‑unfalling blazing sun, suppressing the vast qi of the entire demonic race's heavenly court.

The Celestial Star Great Array was completed.

During these ten thousand years, Di Jun evidently has not been idle.

He not only finished forging all three hundred sixty‑five main banners, but also fully integrated the Great Array's qi mechanisms into every inch of the heavenly court's palaces.

At this moment, the heavenly court is as solid as a golden broth.

Even the murky, overwhelming evil qi of the primeval earth below cannot seep up a single fraction.

Just as Gu Yuan surveyed the Heavenly Dome, the heavy bronze doors of the sleeping hall emitted a deep, muffled boom and slowly slid open to both sides.

A towering, domineering figure strode in.

Di Jun wore a golden‑red nine‑dragon imperial robe, a Flat‑Heaven Crown on his head, and exuded a quasi‑saintly peak aura that was massive and weighty, even more unfathomable than ten thousand years ago.

However, when he saw Gu Yuan standing by the jade bed, the imperial majesty on his face melted instantly, replaced by an uncontainable exhilaration.

"Little brother! You're awake?!"

Di Jun took a stride of several hundred zhang, came straight to Gu Yuan's side, and with both hands grasped Gu Yuan's shoulders, his eyes filled with urgent concern.

"Quickly, let me see!"

An extremely pure and gentle Great Sun essence emanated from Di Jun's palm, carefully tracing a circuit along Gu Yuan's meridians.

Confirming that Gu Yuan's primordial spirit, though still faint, had its previous corruption by evil completely vanished, and his Dao foundation was stable, the demonic race's heavenly emperor who reigns over the nine heavens let out a long breath of turbid qi.

"Good! Good! It's fine that you're awake!"

Di Jun's eyes reddened slightly, he pounded Gu Yuan's shoulder hard, his tone full of self‑reproach: "These ten thousand years, I, your brother, have worried about you day and night. If it weren't for Zi Xiao Gong's imminent lecture, the Great Array's forging would have kept me bound; I would have been eager to overturn the witch clan's old lairs one by one to find you a life‑restoring divine pill."

Gu Yuan coughed lightly twice at the right moment, his complexion a bit pallid as he smiled.

"You've caused your elder brother to worry."

"I merely slept a while; my primordial spirit rested under the protection of the Eastern Emperor Clock, and now I am no longer in serious trouble."

Di Jun nodded repeatedly, led Gu Yuan to a nearby soft couch, sat down, and personally poured him a cup of warm tea brewed with primordial spirit liquid.

"Look, the star banners outside—I've forged them all according to your suggestion back then,"

Di Jun pointed at the starry sky beyond the dome, his tone tinged with pride and relief: "Now the Celestial Star Great Array is complete; the murky evil qi of the primeval earth cannot even think of infiltrating the heavenly court. Whatever the witch clan's barbarians do below is irrelevant to my heavenly court."

"In these ten thousand years, Xing Tian and Zhu Rong have challenged and provoked under Mount Buzhou countless times, but I ordered them to be ignored,"

"They are as frantic as ants on a hot pan, yet they cannot affect us."

Gu Yuan took a sip of the warm spirit tea and nodded slightly:

"Brother's actions are correct. Heaven governs heaven, earth governs earth. As long as we do not step into their evil‑qi traps, those blood‑sacrifice arrays they set are merely futile efforts."

"Exactly that reasoning!"

Di Jun clapped his hands and laughed heartily, then his expression grew solemn as his gaze turned toward the endless distant void.

"The ten‑thousand‑year term has ended."

"Early this morning, the Dao of Heaven trembled, and the Zi Xiao Gong boundary at the edge of chaos has already opened."

"The Three Pure Ones, Nuwa, Fuxi, and those two guys in the West have probably already set out."

At this point, Di Jun turned his head toward Gu Yuan, his eyes full of seriousness and solemnity: "Taiyi, the Dao Ancestor this time will expound the Quasi‑Saint Path and the method of cutting the three corpses to prove the Dao. I, your brother, have already sensed the threshold ahead; on this trip to Zi Xiao Gong, I must find for you the supreme Dao that fully restores the primordial origin!"

"Even if I have to ask the Dao Ancestor to grant a strand of Primordial Purple Qi, I will spare no effort!"

Gu Yuan looked at Di Jun's eyes, pure and untainted, full of sincerity and protective affection, and sighed inwardly.

The heavenly emperor's feelings for his younger brother were indeed profoundly deep, beyond words.

"Brother, the opportunity to become saint concerns the future of the demonic race; you must prioritize your elder brother."

Gu Yuan set down his teacup, stood up, his expression solemn, "I, the younger brother, will accompany you on this journey, only to gain broader insight; I must never cause your great Dao to be derailed because of me."

These words made Di Jun even more deeply moved.

Look!

This is Di Jun's very own younger brother!

Although his own primordial source is incomplete and his cultivation low, he constantly thinks of the demonic race's greater cause and of his brother!

"Stop spouting such nonsense; you and I are one, the demonic race's realm belongs half to you!"

Di Jun flung his great sleeves, his heroic spirit soaring: "Let's go! Follow me, brother, to Lingxiao Baodian; today, I'll let the whole primordial chaos see the splendor of my Heavenly Court!"