Stealing The Heavens

Panda Novel

A long whistle of dragon bone flute tore the atmosphere. At the sharp, jarring sound, a dozen flagpoles, each over a thousand feet tall, was erected among the streams of people leaving Far Heaven. In addition to Meng, these flags carried either one, two, three or four characters, which were all the titles of some dynasties or kingdoms.

A dozen middle-aged men in luxurious garbs, who exuded the air of an emperor, rode on magnificent chariots pulled by flood dragons and flew up into the sky toward the battlefield. There were at least a dozen to hundreds of seven-storied pagodas, which looked almost identical, guarding over each chariot. On the spire of each pagoda stood an old man clad in a black robe. The energy fluctuation spreading out of them was as striking and blinding as the light in the night.

The forces of a dozen kingdoms walked out from only an outer heavenly realm was beyond the total number of Great Yu’s Supreme Oracles hiding in the void. The cruel fact made everyone’ heart sunk, including Wu Qi. A quantitative change could lead to a qualitative change. With so many Supreme Oracles—let’s called them that tentatively—there must be a few incredibly strong existences hiding among them.

The auras of those Primordial Immortals and Buddhas had gradually faded away into the distance. As their energy fluctuation slowly vanished, the voices of their mocking laugh came drifting down with gusts of wind. Yu Gu and others revealed themselves from the void; their faces darkened as they shattered through the void with their Supreme Towers and came to the battlefield.

Hundreds of Great Yu’s Supreme Oracles were facing nearly a thousand enemies from an outer heavenly realm whose cultivation bases were as strong as them. Their faces were grave, but their foes looked proud in high spirits. Even though Yu Gu and others were stronger, these men did not seem to be afraid.

Amid the cries of flood dragons, eighteen chariots came slowly to the center of the battlefield.

A middle-aged man, about ten feet tall, his figure as stout as a mountain and his face as red as blood, rose to his feet on a chariot in the center and cried out with bright gleam flickering in his eyes, “Why are you stopping us? Could this place not Pangu Continent? Could this place not the birthplace of the human race? Are we not the descendants of the human race? Are we not having the rights to stay, live, and produce on Pangu Continent?”

Yu Gu and others were caught off guard by the questions. Vague spiritual waves spread back and forth across the void as they discussed among themselves how to answer the man. After a long while, Yu Gu finally spoke in a voice that sounded a little awkward, “You have a point, but…”

The man snapped, “But what? Is Pangu Continent own by you and nobody else?”

He had a sharp tongue. Naturally, none of these old Oracles who dwelt in seclusion most of the time and never pay attention to the worldly affairs was his match. From the way he talked, you could tell he was a dominating figure among the eighteen emperors. His questions were aggressive, but all with proper reasons. Yu Gu and others could not come out with anything to refute him.

Pangu Continent was transformed from Pangu’s body, and the human race was created by combing his blood essence and the bloodlines of a hundred strongest divine beasts and birds. That was the reason the human race was enjoying the great fortune of Pangu World exclusively, and have been living and thriving here for years. Since these people were also the descendants of the human race, they naturally had the rights to stay and strike their roots here.

Seeing Yu Gu and other old Oracles glanced at each other and could not answer the questions, eighteen emperors and the Oracles clustered around them burst out laughing, while the armies behind them were roaring with laughter as well. The red-faced man shook his head, sighed and said, “Please make way for us. We are just wanders who have strayed away from home for too long. Now we are back to the land where our ancestors had once lived, and we don’t wish to fight on the first day home!”

Yu Gu and others were in a dilemma. Should they make way for them? That would not do. It would be fine if these people were just ordinary refugees. Great Yu could absorb them effortlessly. But they were organized; they had founded their own kingdoms and brought with them numerous armies and Oracles. Did they really think they were the little son who had returned to his homeland? That was absurd!

Or should they stop them and fight them here? With their overall strength, it was not an impossible task to kill all the intruders. However, as the number of enemy’s Oracles was more than them, even if they won, they would have suffered significant losses. Besides, what was the point of killing these emperors and Oracles? What about the armies and the civilians?

These civilians did not have a sense of belonging to Great Yu. The fact that they were brought to Pangu Continent proved that they were all loyalists from their own kingdoms. Having them in Great Yu was like having countless time bombs which could explode at any time.

How about killing them all?

Yu Gu and others quickly dismissed the idea. Such a thing could never be done, for the consequences were terrible, and it would really shake the foundations of Great Yu!

Worst of all, they were not facing only the armies and Oracles, but also countless immortals, who were flying back and forth moving their homes to Pangu Continent. If the battle really broke out and these immortals suddenly intervened, the situation would be too messy and painful to handle.

After much hesitation, Yu Gu and others still did not know what to say. Suddenly the man cried out, “If you want to fight, let’s fight now. If not, make way for our people so they can find a fertile land and make it their home. Why are you hesitating? If you can’t make a decision, bring in someone who can!”

Even as the man was shouting, a bright light shone down from the sky. Another fragment of Pangu Continent, not smaller than Far Heaven, was slowly descending. Soon, the ground in the far distance trembled as the landmass quickly merged with the continent. When they looked up, they saw more bright specks of light were approaching. Those were the first batch of three hundred outer heavenly realms, and by the look of it, it would take them less than two to three days to land.

Beads of cold sweat trickled down Yu Gu’s forehead. He was clenching his fists, and was about to suggest killing all these men and gather up their people and find a solution later when Wu Qi finally spoke. “According to what I know, the reason the human race can live and multiply on Pangu Continent is that we have Great Yu, a unitary dynasty, and Human Emperor, who serves as our monarch. If you really want to strike your roots here, will you acknowledge Great Yu as the ultimate ruler of all?”

The eyes of Yu Gu and all other old Oracles lit up instantly. One after another, they echoed to him and threw out all kinds of questions related to his.

The red-faced man frowned and made no answer, but a handsome man with a pale blue face next to him smiled and said, “Great Yu’s Human Emperor is immoral and fatuous, and the Heavenly Dao has given us signs to kill him. A dynasty as rotten as Great Yu should not have existed in the universe long ago. The new Sacred Emperor has come to the world, and he will replace Emperor Haozun as the leader of the human race. He could be me or some other imperial brothers of mine. So, fellow Daoist, don’t you find it ridiculous that you should use such an excuse to embarrass us?”

“Interesting,” said Wu Qi indifferently. “The founding of Great Yu was agreed by all the Ancient Saints and based on the decree of Empress Wa, the Sacred Mother of the human race. We are the descendants of the Yan Emperor and the Yellow Emperor, and today’s Human Emperor is their direct line of descent. But now, by doing nothing but moving your lips, you claimed the Human Emperor is immoral and should be replaced. It’s really easy for you to say that!”

The red-faced man said in a deep voice, “The Heavenly Dao has given us the signs. Today’s Human Emperor is immoral, therefore—”

“Stop telling me the excuse you used to deceive the common people,” Wu Qi interrupted him. “We all know what you want. The Heavenly Dao has given you the signs? Ha, who can represent the Heavenly Dao? You? Or those bastards behind you?”

Wu Qi flicked his sleeve, and Ao Buzun came slithering out of it in his true form, soaring up into the sky with his body growing ever larger to ten thousand miles long. “These eighteen monarchs are dissolute and immoral!” he threw his head back and cried out. “They have tortured the common people and the Heavenly Dao has warned Great Yu’s Human Emperor to kill them all! The imperial clans of the eighteen kingdoms are all bastards who know nothing but torturing common people, and the Heavenly Dao want them all dead!”

Ao Buzun had transformed into his true form, a colossal black dragon of ten thousand miles long, and was roaring at the top of his lungs and releasing his mighty dragon aura. The sky had turned black and violent, covered by his body, and the common people fell to their knees at the sight of it, frightened. He roared with increasing excitement, grafting some of the things he had done on the eighteen emperors and describing them as immoral, fatuous rulers who had committed crimes so great that only by killing them could the public outrage be calmed.

The red-faced man trembled with rage, while all the other men pointed at Wu Qi, growling and bellowing. But their voices were drowned by Ao Buzun’s thunderous roars.

Princess Zhang Le thought it was fun. She giggled and said, “Little Que’er, it’s your turn!”

She reached out a hand and waved it across the air. Immediately, Little Que’er and her companion, Feng Tianling, who was also a phoenix, squeezed out of the void. Two flaming phoenixes wheeled gracefully in the sky, repeating those emperors’ crimes according to Ao Buzun’s scripts. The faces of the common people from the outer heavenly realm turned pale when they saw both the dragon and phoenixes were stating their emperors’ crimes. They fell to their knees at a loss, not knowing how to react.

Yu Gu and other old Oracles roared with laughter. Their eyes flickered with bright light, as for a moment, they were inspired by Wu Qi’s behavior.

Great Yu had raised countless descendants of divine beasts such as dragons, phoenixes, and qilins. With such powerful resources, they could effortlessly fabricate and spread all kinds of prophecies and rumors!

Looking at the eighteen emperors, Wu Qi smiled and said, “You see, the Heavenly Dao has warned us to kill you!”

Eighteen emperors retreated at the same time, while the Oracles standing atop those seven-storied pagodas came forward menacingly. From among the great columns of common people, groups of soldiers leaped up into the sky, falling into neat formations and pressing forward.

A complicated look was flickering in Wu Qi’s eyes. He was tempted to fight them, for he wanted to see how strong these invaders were.

With his eyes rested on those Oracles approaching on their pagodas, he finally made up his mind.

He whispered a few words. Princess Zhang Le waved her right hand, and suddenly a huge web of lightning emerged in the sky. In just the blink of an eye, countless bolts of lightning struck whistling down onto the enemy.

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