Chapter 202: Head of the Nine Kings God Race

Ten breaths later.

The gods' power recovered, and their weary expressions slowly dissipated.

Once they had recovered, Gu Zhangqing looked at them and said indifferently, "This is but a minor punishment; if there is a next time, all of you shall step down and yield your positions to the worthy!"

"We understand!"

Hearing this, the gods all wore grave expressions.

Yielding their positions? This was just talk; if it were truly as simple as just yielding, they would likely end up losing very miserably.

None of those present who had survived until now were truly fools; naturally, they understood the gravity of the situation.

Seeing this, Gu Zhangqing said nothing more to them.

After all, this was a time when manpower was needed, and Gu Zhangqing did not want the Divine Court to be inexplicably taken advantage of by the Mysterious Gate due to a lack of high-level combat power during the dispute between the gods and the immortals.

"This chess match will be as usual; Hongjun and I will not easily enter the fray. The main force will be the Human Dynasty, with you all acting as support! Of course! If a certain moment arrives, you, Cangtian and Qingtian, need not hold back!" Upon hearing this, Cangtian and Qingtian both replied solemnly: "Your Majesty, we understand!"

Gu Zhangqing nodded, then looked toward Huangtian and Houtu.

"Huangtian, Houtu!"

"Your Majesty!" The two rose and responded respectfully upon hearing him.

"Your Earth Deity Divine Court may join forces with the gods of the Heavenly Realm under special circumstances. At critical moments, if those two, Cangtian and Qingtian, cannot handle it, you two must also be ready to assist at any time. I am concerned that the Three Pure Ones and those two bald men from the West might join forces!"

Hearing this, Huangtian and Houtu exchanged a glance, then responded gravely: "Huangtian/Houtu understands!"

"Very well, you may all return and prepare!"

Gu Zhangqing waved his hand and said leisurely.

"We take our leave!"

After the gods departed, divine light flickered in Gu Zhangqing's eyes.

After calculating the process in his heart and ensuring there were no omissions, Gu Zhangqing's figure slowly vanished from the Supreme God Palace.

Heavenly Realm.

On the towering Bright Shenshan, a massive complex of Bright Palaces was situated.

Unlike the peaceful atmosphere of the angel gathering grounds in the Heavenly Realm.

Here, as the sacred Bright Divine King Palace, it was permeated year-round with a solemn and holy aura. Just as two patrol squads of eighteen Four-Wing Battle Angels were walking past the entrance of a massive hall.

"Bang! ~" "Boom~!"

Accompanied by a loud noise, a snow-white figure flew out rapidly from the Bright Hall, crashing directly into another Bright Shenshan, causing a thunderous impact that echoed through the heavens.

Before the surrounding confused angels could react, that figure flew back rapidly from the distance like a dead dog, until it entered the hall once again.

Inside the hall.

Guangming Yewenhua sat upon the Divine King throne.

To his left and right were five Archangels, including Gabriel.

And kneeling in the center of the hall were none other than Michael and Remiel.

However.

Remiel's condition at this moment was not optimistic; his originally smooth golden hair was now disheveled, and a trail of deep golden blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

"Speak, what is the reason that you have become so filthy?"

"Power? Desire? Or perhaps greed?" On the Divine King throne, Yewenhua asked softly, his face expressionless.

Remiel, with his head bowed, opened his mouth, but when the words reached his lips, he did not know what to say. Michael, standing to the side, shook his head helplessly and then looked up to plead with Yewenhua.

"My Lord, considering this is Remiel's first offense, please spare him! Furthermore, this matter is not entirely Remiel's fault!"

It was indeed not entirely his fault, but his mistake lay in his handling of the Tianyi God Race's Tian'e! If his attitude had been better at the time, it would not have led to the current scene! Not only did it make him lose all face before the gods, but it also caused him to receive severe punishment before His Majesty! Thinking of this, the anger in Yewenhua's heart was hard to quell.

"Indeed, my Lord, it was the angel patrol squad below that investigated the God-Demon Forbidden Zone back then; Remiel was also unaware! Please show leniency!"

At this moment, Raphael, standing to the side, also stepped out to plead.

Gabriel, in the first seat on the left, shook her head helplessly at this.

Michael and Raphael's actions were no different from adding fuel to the fire.

As the one who understood Yewenhua best, she knew in her heart that what angered Yewenhua was not Remiel's actions, but his arrogant attitude of never offering an explanation! Sure enough.

Upon hearing the pleas of Michael and Raphael, Yewenhua's expression turned cold.

Suddenly, a vast Creation Divine Might descended, causing the bodies of all the Archangels in the hall to suddenly stiffen.

While Michael, Raphael, and the others lowered their heads in silence.

Yewenhua looked down at the kneeling Remiel and said coldly: "I will give you one chance now: shed your God Body and guard the Angel Pool for one hundred epochs, specifically to reshape God Bodies for fallen clansmen!"

Hearing this, Michael looked up in horror and exclaimed: "My Lord, you cannot!"

Not only him, but the surrounding Archangels also looked at Yewenhua with shocked expressions.

To shed one's God Body and guard the Angel Pool for over ten million years to reshape God Bodies for fallen clansmen was equivalent to abandoning one's God Body and becoming a God Soul entity. The next time one wished to condense a God Body, it would likely cost a massive amount of resources and time.

If this were truly the case, after those ten million-plus years, Remiel's God Body would be gradually drained by the Angel Pool until it completely dissipated between heaven and earth.

By then, Remiel, left only with his innate God Soul, would inevitably see his strength drastically reduced several times over.

A cultivation base that was at the Peak Supreme God level might ultimately only be able to exert the strength of a Supreme God Chuji.

This would be a direct loss of a Peak Supreme God powerhouse for the Bright God Race! One must know.

Although the Bright God Race was currently known as the head of the Nine Kings God Race, second only to the Imperial Clan.

Their overall strength was only a sliver stronger than the other God Kings.

If they lost a Peak Supreme God because of this, then in terms of high-level combat power, they would only be barely equal to the God Races of the other eight God Kings.

The lead they had painstakingly maintained for thousands of epochs would return to the starting point in one step.

Because of Yewenhua, the Bright God Race had developed to this day, and could be called the number one God Race in the Divine Court, second only to the Imperial Clan.

There were hundreds of Supreme Gods alone, and among them, Peak Supreme Gods accounted for one-tenth.

If the loss were merely an ordinary Peak Supreme God, it would be one thing, but who is Remiel? He is one of the six Archangels of the Radiant Angel God Race! "Enough! Speak more and I shall punish you all together!"

Seeing this, the other Archangels could not help but turn their gazes toward Gabriel on the left.

At this very moment.

It was likely that only Gabriel, the Left Hand of God, could dissuade the God King Yewenhua.

Seeing this, Gabriel felt helpless in his heart while also secretly pondering Yewenhua's intentions.

After some thought, Gabriel could not help but smile at Yewenhua: "My Lord!"

Upon hearing this, Yewenhua could not help but glance at Gabriel, then said indifferently: "Do you also intend to stop me?"

(End of this chapter)