Chapter 759: Humbled to the dust.
After hearing this shocking news, the other people in the God Realm were struck by lightning and instantly turned into stone.
They stared at each other in astonishment, their eyes filled with disbelief, shock and fear.
Some of the disciples who were timid by nature were frightened to the point of looking ashen. Their originally rosy complexions now turned as pale as the remaining snow in winter, completely devoid of any blood.
My legs felt as if all the bones and muscles were pulled out of them. They were soft and weak, and they kept shaking slightly, as if I would collapse to the ground at any moment.
They bit their lower lips tightly, and intermittent, weak and suppressed sobs came from their throats. The sound was like fallen leaves drifting in the autumn wind, full of helplessness and despair.
Driven by fear, their bodies trembled and their hearts were filled with endless worries.
They were worried that they would be innocent victims of this sudden disaster.
At this moment, everyone in the God Realm present had no idea...
Su Yi, the ant from the lower realm who had just been beaten to death by them, turned out to have such a distinguished background—he was the son of the Emperor of the Ninth Heaven in their God Realm!
This news was like a bombshell, causing a huge storm in their hearts.
"This... How is this possible?" A timid disciple of the Brahma Sect couldn't help but mutter in a low voice, his voice full of fear and confusion.
"Shut up!" Elder Fan Yu next to him shouted in a panic.
His eyes were also filled with fear, like a frightened bird, fearing that a word from this ignorant disciple would bring down the all-destroying wrath of the Ninth Heaven Emperor.
Elder Fan Yu's body trembled slightly. Fine beads of sweat oozed out of his forehead and slid down his face which was twisted with fear.
At this moment, the whole scene seemed to be frozen in time and fell into deathly silence.
There was complete silence all around, so quiet that even the sound of a needle dropping could be heard.
Only the intermittent and extremely faint sobbing sounds were heard from time to time, like the twinkling cold stars in the night sky, slightly breaking the suffocating and solemn silence.
At this moment, the Crane Taoist was swept by the black-clothed man's cold gaze like a sharp blade, and suddenly felt a chill running from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, as if a bucket of ice water was poured over his head.
His legs went limp and he fell heavily to his knees with a thump. His knees hit the hard ground with a dull sound.
"Emperor, please have mercy on me!" He cried out at the top of his lungs, his voice full of despair and pleading.
He slammed his forehead against the ground again and again. The hard ground rubbed against his forehead, making a dull and heart-pounding sound.
"Emperor, please have mercy! We really didn't know he was your son. Even if we were given a hundred courages, we would never dare to attack him!"
The Hedaoist was in tears, his face was covered with criss-crossing tear marks and snot constantly flowing down, and he looked in a miserable state.
He begged desperately and kowtowed continuously.
Not long after, blood began to seep slowly from his forehead and mixed with the dust from the ground, making him look extremely miserable.
His eyes were full of despair, as if he was looking for a glimmer of hope in the darkness.
After seeing this scene, Wan Yaoying, Ling Ji and the others were so frightened that they all knelt on the ground.
They knew that at this moment they were no different from insignificant ants in front of this emperor.
If you make even the slightest mistake, you will probably turn into ashes in an instant and completely disappear from this world.
Lingji's lips trembled slightly, and she wanted to say something, but she could only squeeze out a few broken and discordant sobs.
At this time, Wan Qingqing and Wan Qingxiao, who were kneeling beside her, were so frightened that their faces turned pale as paper, and beads of sweat the size of beans on their foreheads slid down their cheeks.
Both of them clutched the corners of their clothes tightly with their hands, as if this could bring them a slight sense of security.
"Hmph!" The man in black clothes snorted coldly from his nose.
This cold snort was like a thunder that shook the earth, booming in the ears of everyone in the entire God Realm, shaking them all and making them tremble all over, their faces turning as pale as paper in an instant.
The murderous intent in the black-robed man's eyes became stronger and stronger, and he shouted angrily: "Does it mean that just because you don't know that he is the emperor's son, you can hurt him so recklessly?"
“This is simply lawlessness!”
"You are a bunch of extremely stupid fools, scum of the God Realm! I thought you were still of some use in this God Realm, but now it seems that you are just a bunch of people who don't know how to live or die!"
His voice resounded like a huge bell, carrying with it endless majesty and anger, making everyone in the God Realm even more terrified.
"Emperor..." At this time, Ling Ji finally opened her mouth with difficulty and squeezed out these two words from her throat.
Her voice was trembling, filled with deep fear and pleading, "We... We really didn't know that the man named Su Yi would be your biological child."
"If we had known about this earlier, even if we had a hundred guts, we would never dare to offend him in the slightest!"
As she spoke, Ling Ji raised her head, her eyes full of despair and tears welling up in her sockets, threatening to burst out at any moment.
At this moment, her former pride and dignity as the goddess of Lingxiao Palace had long since disappeared, leaving only a pitiful appearance completely devoured by fear.
"Emperor, I am innocent!" The second elder of Xingyao Sect kowtowed desperately and cried with tears streaming down his face.
"My poor daughter died such a tragic death! It was all caused by those evil villains! I was so heartbroken and angry that I lost my mind and participated in this matter!"
"Your Majesty, I know I am wrong. Please have mercy on me and spare my life!"
The second elder of the Xingyao Sect had a trembling voice, which was filled with endless regret and deep fear.
His body was shaking like a sieve, as if a gust of wind could blow him to the ground.
Under the heavy pressure of fear, this man who once called the shots in the Xingyao Sect was now as helpless as a lamb to be slaughtered. He could only tremble and beg for forgiveness from the emperor in front of him.
“Yes, Your Majesty, please calm down, please forgive us!” Seeing that the situation was not good, Wan Yaoying, Yin Wuxie and other people in the God Realm also kowtowed and begged for mercy.
"Yes, Emperor, you are so magnanimous, please spare us!"
"We were also deceived. We were bewitched and participated in the attack on your son."
"Emperor, please be magnanimous and forgive me this time!"
Seeing that the Emperor in front of them was angry, everyone in the God Realm was frightened out of their wits and immediately kowtowed and begged for mercy.
When these people faced Su Chenyin and others before, they still had an arrogant and conceited look on their faces, but what about now?
Each of them was like an eggplant hit by frost, completely wilted. Where was the slightest bit of their previous majesty?
Everyone hung their heads, wishing they could bury them in the ground. Their postures were so humble that they were almost buried in the dust.